Restart the Flying Age

　　 Chen Yongli never expected that he just wanted to strike up a technical secondary school girl, accidentally hurt Xu Jiawen.

　　 Why is Wu Tao everywhere? His fame is so big that even art school girls come here?

　　 Chen Yongli was extremely depressed, how could he think that Tang Yan would be Wu Tao's classmate?

　　 Xu Jiawen shook his face and left, and the three girls turned around and left, ‘who are you, you are not polite at all! He’s still a high-achieving student~’, I even blamed him for it.

　　 Xu Jiawen returned to the classroom, and the more he pondered, the more despair he became.

　　 Since his confession was rejected, he has always regarded Wu Tao as an imaginary enemy, thinking about competing with Wu Tao in everything.

　　 He thought that as long as he surpassed Wu Tao and proved that he was better than him, An Rong would regret it and change his perception of himself.

　　 This is obviously too wishful thinking.

　　 But whether it's wishful thinking or wishful thinking, he has always had at least one thought.

　　 But now, he has to admit that he is inferior to Wu Tao in any respect.

　　 It's not that I am too incompetent, but that the opponent is too strong.

　　 Unknowingly, Xu Jiawen's proud glass heart was so broken that he couldn't even listen to Chen Yongli's apology.

　　 "Brother Wen, what's so great about Wu Tao? Isn't it just a top pick in the high school entrance examination?"

　　 "Well, even if he is a bit strong in the senior high school entrance examination, what else is there!"

　　 "Taking a silly cat published? It's just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse!"

　　 "Designing a few T-shirts is selling well, but it's just a runaway..."

　　 Xu Jiawen got more and more depressed when he listened to this consolation. He turned his head and gave the same table a fierce look, which was self-evident.

　　‘Are you really comforting me? Are you really not sent by the other party to anger me? ’

　　 But Chen Yongli's next sentence immediately made Xu Jiawen's eyes bright.

"Brother Wen, you listen to me, don't think Wu Tao is so capable. He is so capable, and he still runs a snack bar at Dongmen? Let's wait and see, when he will lose even his pants, see Can An Rong still look at him?"

　　 I have to admit that people who do not change can always find reasons to comfort themselves.

　　 Actually, people at Dongmen Snack Bar are more concerned than Xu Jiawen, and there are a lot of them.

　　 At least those bosses in the snack street are more concerned than his students, because this is directly related to their own business.

　　 The owners of the snack bar who vie for secretly on weekdays gathered together to discuss the brand new facade of Dongmennan.

　　 "Lao Zhang, do you know who took over the store?"

　　 Lao Zhang's mouth is covered with stubble, and his mouth shows blood and white teeth with a grin, which is really a little frightening.

　　 "Don't tell me, I really know. She is a woman in her thirties, she looks very stylish."

　　 "I heard that they bought all the facades, and decorated them with great fanfare. They don't spend money on them!"

　　 "I don't know how many snack bars have died in that area, I don't know how many snack bars have died, so I dare to pay for it like this?"

　　 "Yeah, let's just wait and see the show. We will lose the money and we will have to smash it together with the facade room."

　　 Lao Zhang waved his hand and was quite proud, "So we play the video as usual, and we make snacks. No matter how much she moves, she won't be able to beat our whole street!"

　　 "Yeah, yeah, Boss Zhang is right!"

　　 "In this way, we are relieved..."

　　The autumn is getting cooler, and Wu Tao is looking at the letters from the readers in his rich home, in the study, under the lamp.

　　 In just three months, he received thousands of letters.

　　 Most of them are from the Zhiyin Magazine, and the other half are all transferred from the Family Doctor Magazine.

　　 is another writer, maybe they will ignore all these letters.

　　 But he understands that this is just an early form of reader fans. Although they are not as direct economic benefits as online fans, they are more loyal.

　　 And he himself started from chicken soup, and intends to further develop it, so proper maintenance of reader relations is very good for the popularity of the pen name.

　　 But there are so many letters that he can't come by himself.

　　 So An Rong was appointed by him as assistant secretary to help review the letter and reply as appropriate.

　　 And what Wu Tao has to do is to reply to the special letters she has selected, and by the way, sign her own name on other routine replies.

　　 In the living room, Aunt Hua was tapping on the calculator and ledger.

　　 After a while, he rubbed his sore eye sockets, looking at the final figure, a little dazed.

　　 After thinking about it, he knocked on Wu Tao's door.

　　 "Look, our three chain stores have not opened yet, and nearly 300,000 have been spent."

　　 Wu Tao took a look and found that there were more than 289,000, but his face didn't react much. "So, on the day of opening, 300,000 can be bought?"

　　 Aunt Hua nodded, "Now all the flowers are spent, and the decoration has been paid. The remaining week is staff training and job placement. When the store smells clear, it can be opened."

"... But this time with such a large investment, I feel a little unsure about it~www.novelmt.com~Wu Tao smiled, in fact, he still thinks that he spends less. The surplus funds of Yuankang Company have exceeded the 10 million mark. , I don’t want to invest anymore, so much money is lying on the account, it is a loss in vain.

　　 But Aunt Hua's nervousness, he also understands.

　　 After all, she took over the 300,000 project for the first time. It is impossible to say that she is not worried about being nervous at all, unless she doesn't care at all.

　　 "Aunt Hua, in fact, I think you should not treat it as a project of 300,000 yuan, but as a project of 100,000 yuan. Because even if it is not good, the property value of the facade house will definitely not be lost."

　　 Saying that, Aunt Hua was relieved.

　　 From the farm’s 20,000 yuan to the current Mala Tang 100,000 yuan, this span is within her acceptance range.

　　 "...Furthermore, our Mala Tang business has been prepared so far, and the time, location, and people are all available. If you don't make money, it won't be justified!"

　　 Aunt Hua couldn't help but relax, "Now the bosses on the snack street are waiting to see my jokes."

　　 "Then we have to make the Mala Tang even bigger and bigger, so that they can learn more about it!"

　　 "Wu Tao is right!" An Rongxiu squeezed a fist, "Sister Hua, we are optimistic about you!"

　　 A few days later, all personnel recruitment was in place. Except for the three middle-aged aunts who are responsible for cleaning, the rest are all 18 or 9-year-old girls, and most of them come from the countryside.

　　Auntie Hua borrowed the set she learned at McDonald's, not only gave them uniform dresses, but also gave them systematic training.

　　 After all this is done, separate training is conducted for different positions. Cashier, scalding, cleaning...

　　 finally got everything done on September 24th.

　　 Everything is ready, just waiting for the opening tomorrow.