Chapter 137: Boss Yuan’s Treats
Translator: Xiong Guoqi Editor: DesTheSloth
Sofar, Yuan Zhou did not seem to have any extraordinary points. It wasawfully surprising. If he did have the inherent talent, then how did hemaster such standardized processing methods as if they were out from atextbook? This was the remark towards Yuan Zhou from Chef Yu.
If not, he probably learned those standard methods through self-study in the 3-star hotel?
"Get him over here." Xie Xuesi made a call to someone to summon the manager here.
Just in a little while, the sound of knocking came from outside the door.
"Come on in," Xie Xuesi folded the doc.u.ment.
"Ihave written my opinions in the doc.u.ment. You just follow asinstructed. If there are other problems, come and talk to me. I hope youperform well this time." Despite his young age, Xie Xuesi had his ownmanagement philosophy.
He didn’t scold the manager for neglectinghis own duty but contrarily offered him another opportunity to complete atask. His purpose was quite explicit, that is, to let the manager makeamend for previous faults by doing well of the work.
"Please berest a.s.sured, President Xie. I’m quite experienced in poaching talentedpeople," the manager received the doc.u.ment and took a glance beforesaying affirmatively.
"Humm, I believe that."
Xie Xuesi nodded and then started to deal with his own affairs.
The manager sensibly exited and left by himself.
It was 3:0 in the afternoon at Shui Yi Tea House.
YuanZhou and the couple, owners of the adjoining store, were seated face toface. Yuan Zhou arrived first as he was nearer to the place than thecouple but he didn’t order any tea water.
"Boss Yuan, you are soyoung and promising. Waiter, where’s our tea water?" the landladyappeared to be pretty shrewd. After sitting down, she immediatelycomplimented Yuan Zhou and then started to blame the waiter for notdoing his job.
"No need. I don’t drink tea," Yuan Zhou refused with a cold tone.
"Oh,yeah. Boss Yuan surely doesn’t like the tea water here. Then let’s talkabout the price," said the landlady. The landlord just sat beside hiswife and kept silent.
"Ok. This is the price that I list. Pleasehave a look," Yuan Zhou took out the prepared contract, which consistedof the price that he offered according to the market price therein.Although the price was a big number, it was nevertheless, not too high.
"BossYuan, you are not sincere. I would rather sell my store to otherpeople," As soon as the landlord saw the price, he then handed it to hiswife with a darkening face.
"If you do that way, I have anotherscheme here." Yuan Zhou took out another file, which was the collectionof the photocopy of the previous contract as well as some legaldoc.u.ments.
Of course, they were all about the conditions and clauses concerning the breach of the contract.
"Whatdo you mean, Boss Yuan?" the landlord became delighted at first as hehad thought that Yuan Zhou finally compromised. However, when thelandlord took the doc.u.ments over and found that Yuan Zhou intended to goto court against him, he immediately asked discontentedly.
"It’sliterally what it says. If you insist on breaching our agreement, I willsend for a lawyer to deal with the dispute for me with full power.Don’t worry, I have a lot of money." Yuan Zhou revealed an earnest andserious expression. He definitely did not appear to be joking.
"Oh,I forget to tell you. With money, it won’t take too long to finalizethe dispute so don’t worry about wasting time," after thinking for alittle while, Yuan Zhou added casually and then took up the phone in hishand.
"Well…" the couple just looked at each other and couldn’tmake up their mind at the moment. All that they thought of before comingdidn’t work at all. After all, it did no good to them to go to court.
"Bythe way, I don’t have too much time. You can talk over that for fiveminutes. After that, I will give this lawsuit to my lawyer," Yuan Zhouchecked the time and said unhurriedly.
Five minutes later, the couples eventually signed the sales contract reluctantly.
"Thank you, you two, for the cooperation." Yuan Zhou gave a nod of acknowledgment before standing up and leaving.
Lookingagain at the time, he found it cost him only twenty minutes from comingover here to finalizing the transaction. He then put away all therelevant papers away contentedly.
As for other transfer procedures, Yuan Zhou had hired an agency to handle them. The agency was well reputed and acted quickly.
Theonly remaining store was easier to handle. When Yuan Zhou told him hewanted to buy the store, the boss immediately agreed with readiness andmoreover only charged the normal market price, without any othersetback.
Naturally, the transfer procedure was also entrusted to the same agency to deal with.
Itwas merely 4:00 p.m. when Yuan Zhou returned to his restaurant. Hedirectly went upstairs and turned on the computer before starting tosearch for Meng Meng’s microblog page.
Meng Meng’s occupation was alive broadcaster, thus her microblog had drawn much attention. YuanZhou wanted to send a private message to her.
The page nevertheless reminded him [You haven’t signed in and hence, are unable to use this function.]
"So I need to sign in first?"
After that, Yuan Zhou only found that he needed to register first instead of signing in.
[w.a.n.gMeng, you can take some friends from the live broadcast here tomorrowafternoon. I would like to treat you to lunch.] from Generous Boss Yuan.
Coincidently,w.a.n.g Meng was reading the private messages of her microblog at thattime. Upon seeing the name, she tapped open the message and checked itskeptically.
[Are you Yuan Zhou, Boss Yuan?] from Meng Meng.
w.a.n.gMeng sat at the computer and scratched her head with puzzlement. Theonly Boss Yuan that she knew was merely Yuan Zhou, but it was totallyimpossible for Yuan Zhou to treat her to lunch.
[Yes, tomorrow afternoon. You just come along with your friends.] from Generous Boss Yuan.
[Idon’t believe at all you are Boss Yuan. How can you prove?] Meng Mengfelt she couldn’t believe him so soon, even if Yuan Zhou had offered adiscount not long before.
[Be serious. Come tomorrow afternoon with your friends from the live broadcast, less than five.] from Generous Boss Yuan.
With a frown, Yuan Zhou typed the few words again.
[It’sso terrible. Boss Yuan is surprisingly treating me to lunch andmoreover treating my friends. Is your ID stolen?], Meng Meng instantlyfelt everything was messed up.
[Wasting food is not allowed.] from Generous Boss Yuan.
After that, Yuan Zhou went offline.
Treatingthem to a meal. This was the idea that Yuan Zhou thought of to enlargehis influence and thus achieve victory using numbers. Self-advertis.e.m.e.ntwas not allowed but he definitely gave a full score to himself fortaking advantage of the legal loopholes.
Seated at the computer, Yuan Zhou continued thinking of whom else he could contact and treat them to a meal together.
"WuHai?" Yuan Zhou suddenly recalled Wu Hai who lived opposite to therestaurant. He came for each meal and should have a good financialcapacity. Nevertheless, the next moment, Yuan Zhou gave up that thought.
Thisguy took meals in his restaurant every day but had never brought any ofhis friends here. Therefore, it was useless even if he treated him tothe meal. Instantly, Yuan Zhou labeled Wu Hai as stingy in his heart.
Unconsciously,Yuan Zhou looked through his phone and remembered that his brother, SunMing, had also joined a so-called Gourmand Group on Wechat.
"Sun Ming, come over for lunch tomorrow afternoon," once the phone line was connected, Yuan Zhou said bluntly.
"What? Are you treating?" Sun Ming mocked him by habit.
"Yes, I’m treating you," Yuan Zhou answered conveniently.
"Cough.You are not Yuan Zhou, are you?" Sun Ming felt as if he had choked bysomething at first and severely coughed. Then he said with anaffirmative tone.
"Come on time tomorrow. There are new dishes,"not being unable to speak too many words for advertising, Yuan Zhoucould only make it simple and clear.
"This is scary, terrifying. Have you got a fever?" Sun Ming was still stuck at the possibility of Yuan Zhou treating him.
"I’m pretty good. See you," after speaking that, Yuan Zhou hung up.
"Is this guy crazy? Why is he suddenly treating me?" giving a startle, Sun Ming said while taking the phone.
The two calls made by Yuan Zhou had a decent effect.
MengMeng just couldn’t believe that. At last, she carefully checked overthe username of the microblog several times before eventually confirmingit was Boss Yuan that sent her the messages. After all, he hadn’tturned off the location information.
Sun Ming, nevertheless, felthe needed to go to Yuan Zhou’s restaurant this evening. Since he hadgotten such a severe fever, he had the responsibility to go and pay avisit to his brother, Yuan Zhou.