MTL - Back To 2005-Chapter 40 What do you do with the money?

  Chapter 40 What do you do with the money?

   "Then let me tell you the precautions for cooking crayfish"

  After the wages were paid, Zhou Anan, who had settled the matter of the barbecue stall, began to work on the last day here.

  The other party offered a big price, so of course Zhou Anan had to provide a complete service. After all, the taste of crayfish is the key pillar of the barbecue stall.

  The taste of crayfish depends entirely on the soup base.

  This kind of formula is not a secret, and Zhou Anan didn't have any idea of ​​self-preservation, so he made it clear to the other party without reservation.

   Even, Zhou Anan continued to be a guest chef for an afternoon, teaching Chen Qi and his wife how to cook crayfish.

   Taking a huge sum of money from others, you must always provide good service, so as not to ruin your own brand.

  A steady stream of orders came in, and Chen Qi and his wife, who were frowning at first, gradually began to smile.

   "I'm really bothering Boss Zhou."

  Recorded down all the main points in a small notebook, Chen Qi said gratefully after taking a break.

   Whether you can stand up and be the host at home depends entirely on whether the barbecue stall makes money.

   Now it seems that the situation is very good.

"polite."

   Talking politely with Boss Chen, Zhou Anan saw a figure under the streetlight not far away, and walked over.

   "Xiaoke, are you alright?"

   Seeing Zhou Xiaoke with a lot of stubble on his face, Zhou Anan showed a gratified smile.

  Although it looks a bit decadent, the mental outlook of the whole person is still good.

  Going to a detention center for a few days is not the same concept as going to a prison for a few years of reformation. The latter has a complete impact on an ordinary person.

  At least for now, it seems that this childhood friend who helped him has changed his fate.

   Favors are repaid.

   "An'an, thanks."

  Opened his mouth, Zhou Xiaoke finally uttered four heavy words.

  After being arrested, Zhou Xiaoke originally thought that he would spend the best years of his youth in the prison, but he didn't expect that he would be taken out alone the next day.

  The indifferent eyes of that young officer let Zhou Xiaoke, who had been rampant before, know that he was totally vulnerable to certain forces.

   Fortunately, it was his elementary school classmate who saved him from prison, although he didn't know why the elementary school classmate had such great energy.

  The matter of scholars is really beyond his comprehension.

  The grace of reinvention is a thousand words, but he doesn't know what to say.

   "Say something polite, we are classmates."

   Slightly padded his feet and patted the other person's shoulder, Zhou An'an broke the dull atmosphere.

  He did not expect that that person would actually tell Zhou Xiaoke about his favor.

  That's fine, he's not some unsung hero who does good deeds without leaving his name.

   "I won't say anything else, if you need anything in the future, please come to me."

   Zhou Xiaoke didn't know how to repay this life-saving favor.

   After all, he and Zhou Anan didn't have a deep friendship before, but he took the initiative to build a good relationship with him.

   God bless, his previous unintentional actions made the other party use such a big relationship.

  With such a great favor, what else is there to say? In the future, if the other party has anything to do, he will go through fire and water without hesitation.

  In the rivers and lakes, this is called life and death brothers.

   "Don't be so heavy, by the way, what are you going to do in the future?"

  Seeing that the other party was so solemn, Zhou Anan didn't know what to do, so he casually asked the other party about his future plans.

   In other words, he is just paying back favors. In addition to the smooth operation of his barbecue stall, and the fact that he can transfer such a high price now, the other party also has credit.

  It’s not that no one opened a night snack shop at the intersection of the night market before, and even got a business license, but a bunch of people with colorful hair sat there chatting for a long time, and no customer dared to visit.

  Anyone with a discerning eye can see that, apart from his barbecue stall, no one can operate supper within the scope of this night market.

   Only this one, no semicolons.

   For this reason, Zhou Anan also owes a lot of favors.

   "In the future, I don't know. The Dragon Club is gone, and the Internet cafe and game hall have also been closed down. By the way, An An, you read a lot, give me pointers."

   Touching his hair in embarrassment, Zhou Xiaoke said with some embarrassment.

  Since dropping out of junior high school to hang out in the society, Zhou Xiaoke has never done business except for fighting and taking care of his younger brother.

  Even the previous Internet cafes and game halls can only be said to be the industry of gangs.

  “.”

Unexpectedly, a sentence he said casually found another responsibility for himself. Zhou Anan rubbed his fingers secretly, and after a moment of contemplation, he came up with an immature idea: "Why don't you open a mahjong parlor? Internet cafes and games Hall should not do it."

  According to the memory of the previous life, Internet cafes and game halls will be regarded as profiteering industries in the next few years, but there are too many tricks in it. Zhou Xiaoke, a kid with a record, is better off opening a mahjong parlor safely.

  As for the highly respected security companies in various rebirth novels, they are a bit too high-end, and they are not something that today's punks can play with.

   At first, Zhou Xiaoke had never been a soldier, and he didn't have any comrade-in-arms to help, so it was a joke to turn those gangsters into security guards.

  Secondly, this industry still needs a little energy, and Zhou An'an thinks he doesn't have such energy.

   "Okay, I still have some money, it shouldn't be a problem to open a mahjong parlor."

  After listening to the other party's suggestion, Zhou Xiaoke thought about it and found that the mahjong parlor business, which has no technical content, is quite suitable.

   Farewell to elementary school classmates, Zhou Anan, who has six figures in savings, feels that the night is very beautiful. It would be perfect if there are a few more stars.

   "An An, you have made so much money, what do you want to do in the future?"

"me?"

  Lying on the bed, Zhou Anan fell into deep thought when he heard Wang Rong's question.

   After getting rich, shouldn't you chase girls to make up for those obsessions in previous lives.

  For example, the beauty stars who are active on the big and small screens, there are fairy sisters, leader sisters, queen empresses, goddesses of Taiwan and Island

  For example, a girl with a good figure who passed by in a previous life, that girl who wants to enter the marriage hall

  For example, the girl who had a crush on him in college, the girl who once tricked him into borrowing hundreds of thousands, but indirectly pushed him towards success.

  For example, when I was in college, the boys in the dormitory recognized the girl with the best figure, and I didn’t know how many times I met in my dreams

  For example, when she was working as a temporary worker, she was known as the host of the most beautiful TV station in Lizhou

  There are too many, and there are too many regrets to make up for after making money.

   "I want to be a person without regrets."

  In the final analysis, Zhou Anan summed up a sentence.

   "Nervous."

   Contemptuously, Wang Rong went back to his room to sleep.

   "Excuse me, is this Zhou Anan?"

  Early in the morning, Zhou Anan, who originally wanted to sleep in, was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone.

  Looking at the unfamiliar number, Zhou Anan asked suspiciously: "I am, who are you looking for?"

   "I'm Tong Ziqian from the Municipal Office, a former colleague of your little uncle Cao Si'an. I don't know if you are free now, but I would like to treat you to a meal?"

  The phone was connected, and Tong Ziqian, who had received instructions from his boss, wiped his sweat secretly, and asked softly.

   "Right. Do you have anything to do?"

  At first, he thought that the other party had made a wrong call, but when he heard the other party mention his little uncle Cao Si'an, Zhou An'an stopped the hand that hung up the phone and asked suspiciously.

  It is run by the city government, why invite him to dinner?

   Nothing to show courteousness, either **** or steal.

  It won't be related to his barbecue stall, it's troublesome.

   It's not possible, a city government will take a fancy to his small stall?

   "Nothing, just want to treat you to a meal, do you have time at noon?"

"have."

   "Okay, then I will pick you up at ten o'clock, is there any problem?"

   "No problem, I live at No. **, Lane 2, Nanyuan Road."

  Damn it, it's so grand, there must be a conspiracy.

"Row."

   Putting down the microphone, Tong Ziqian smiled and said to the boss behind the desk: "The county magistrate, we have already contacted you."

   "Okay, then arrange a quiet place."

   Nodded, the young man who seemed to be only in his thirties said with a smile.

  (end of this chapter)