Start with the script kill shop

Chapter 50

Zhou Yuan, who said that accompanying the boss and the leader to write books is like accompanying a king like a tiger, since she doesn't have to work overtime at night and has no other entertainment activities, she just stays in the store chatting with Jiang Qi and Jiang Wanwan, and makes complaints by the way Let's see how bad the boss's card skills are.

"I think our boss just doesn't know how to play Texas Hold'em. When the DM explained the rules, I saw a little confusion in his eyes. I feel that he didn't understand the rules at all. Our boss pretended not to say anything. Just sit around and do nothing, just lose round after round like that.”

Since the rules of Texas Hold'em are much more complicated than that of ordinary Dou Di, Huang Fugui will ask the players present if they have played Texas Hold'em before playing this game, and then briefly explain the rules again.If someone is a pure novice who has never played, Huang Fugui generally would not open this game.

"I don't understand why you didn't say it?" Jiang Wanwan expressed her incomprehension.

Zhou Yuan glanced at the sausages on the sausage roasting machine, and found that they were not fully cooked, she shook her head and said, "You don't have a job yet, you don't understand, I think this should be the burden of the boss. Think about it, a whole table of people , we are all employees, and he is the only boss. The employees know how to play without any objection, and it would be embarrassing for the boss to say at this time that I don’t know how to play Texas Hold’em.”

Jiang Wanwan thought about it, and felt that it made sense, but there was something wrong.

Jiang Qi knew that Zhou Yuan was waiting for the sausage to be roasted, and after finishing the milk tea ordered by the guests at the barbecue restaurant at the end of the alley, Jiang Qi saw that the sausage was almost done, so he gave Zhou Yuan a skewer.

Seeing Jiang Qi grilling sausages, Zhou Yuan stood up from the sofa and ran to the sausage grilling machine with a brisk walk.

"Give me one too."

Scan the QR code to pay in one go.

Jiang Qi handed the sausage to Zhou Yuan.

Roasted to a crispy, crispy, sizzling oil, the grilled sausage, which can burn people to death with one bite, is delicious and tempting.

"Boss Jiang, I'm leaving first. See you next Wednesday if everything goes well." Zhou Yuan walked away with the sausage.

At this moment, Qin Can, who was washing dishes upstairs, came down with 10 bowls, and asked as he went downstairs, "Aren't there 9 people playing books this afternoon? Why are there 10 bowls?"

"Zhou Yuan ate two bowls of noodles." Jiang Qi said, then turned to ask Huang Fugui, who was drinking milk tea and reading the book, "Uncle Huang, how did you finally get Zhou Yuan to eat two bowls of noodles reasonably?"

Jiang Qi remembered that Zhou Yuan came down with Fang Jing and the others, so he probably had no chance to sneak another bowl of noodles.

"Zhou Yuan is the MVP. After the book was over, I served her an extra bowl of noodles, saying that the MVP can eat an extra bowl." Huang Fugui said.

Under normal circumstances, MVP only issued coupons, but Huang Fugui found a good excuse.

Jiang Wanwan fell into deep thought.

"Zhou Yuan and the others have a good temper." Jiang Wanwan sighed.

"Zhou Yuan not only ate two bowls of noodles in front of him, but also won the MVP of the game, and beat him to death in a card game. Their boss actually helped Zhou Yuan pay the money."

Everyone who reacted: ...

"It should be Zhou Yuantou Tie." Jiang Qi said silently, and turned on his phone to browse Moments for a while, only to find that Fang Jing had posted on Moments.

……

Sent a string of ellipsis.

Jiang Qi: ?
What does it mean?
It's only 9:04 p.m., so Fang Jing should be writing the book at the JC Detective Museum or the Fan Club.When typing, I sent a series of ellipses to Moments. It seems that Mr. Fang's typing tonight was not very smooth.

Jiang Qi refreshed again and found that Fang Jing's circle of friends was gone.

Might have sent the wrong number.

Jiang Qi looked at WeChat for a while, and found that Jiang Wanwan was already free enough to log in and switch her 9 accounts. She was yelling in the appointment group if there was anyone tomorrow, and wanted to play reasoning book/happy book/legendary eating noodle book .

Then some wild guests were really caught out, expressing their desire to play the emotional book and the horror book.

In theory, Liu Lan, who was opening the book upstairs, appeared in an instant at the customer service account, and strongly recommended "Mask Club" and "Time and Light Cinema".

Just when Jiang Qi was thinking about whether he should play the trumpet to support the stage, Qin Can had already played the trumpet.

For a while, the group was very lively, like a large-scale online fraud scene.

Jiang Wanwan is still exchanging experience with Qin Can: "Don't post emojis. Posting emojis will easily reveal who you are. Just pretend to be a passer-by and say something. If you are free tomorrow, it's fine if you have an appointment in the afternoon."

"Usually, you can also make a speech in the group, complain about having to work overtime today or the traffic on the way home from get off work, etc., pretending to be a living person."

"And Ah Can, I think you need to register a few trumpets. Always holding a trumpet and talking in the group is a bit like a trick. If you register as many as I do, it will not be easy to be discovered if you switch between chats in turn."

Qin Can said that he learned it.

Jiang Qi also said that he had learned, and started to register a few more trumpets as trustees.

"Hey, whose trumpet is Nuannuanjuezi and Huhu? I discovered it two days ago. Every time I talk, these two numbers jump out to join me at the first time. It's too fake .”

Jiang Qi and Qin Can shook their heads quickly.

"Could it be Lanlan's trumpet?" Qin Can guessed.

"I don't know." Jiang Wanwan frowned, then switched numbers.

There were only two cars of guests in the evening, Liu Lan was on the show, and Old John had a car of reasoning books that had been reserved long ago.Jiang Qi saw that everyone was so idle, so he asked the others to go back first, and he could just stay in the shop and guard the shop.

"Okay, I actually got off work early today, and went home to get points!" Qin Can happily packed up his things and went home, completely forgetting that he theoretically had 4 days off every month, "Goodbye, boss!"

Jiang Qi saw some customers in the group complaining about why there was no horror book in the store. He especially wanted to play the horror book, and began to think about whether he should buy some cheap second-hand boxed horror books.

After opening a script killing shop for so long, Jiang Qi found out that the most profitable ones are emotional and horror books by studying the information of other stores.

Girls play more of these two types of books, especially horror books.Horror is not limited to gender, and it's not too difficult to open. You only need to create a scary atmosphere in the room, and get a few people out to play ghosts and scare people.

Since the store's business exploded last week, more and more customers came to the customer service account in charge of Liu Lan to ask if there were any horror books, and the store also lost some customers because there were no horror books.

But if you want to buy a batch of horror books, another problem will follow.

There are no horror rooms in the store.

Horror books are very fond of decoration and atmosphere. Jiang Bing, as a self-willed store owner who has been losing money for 30 years, has never considered opening a horror book when he opened a script killing shop and started decoration. (Mainly because she is afraid of ghosts)

If Jiang Qi wants to buy a horror book, he has to change a room upstairs into a horror room and re-decorate it.

In recent years, Jiang Qi has only been responsible for taking orders, not for decoration, so he knows nothing about shop decoration.He had no idea how much time and how much it would cost to remodel a room.

After much deliberation, Jiang Qi decided to call Jiang Bing and ask his elder sister for her opinion.

Jiang Bing answered the phone in seconds.

"Hey, what's the matter, brother?"

"Sister, I want to ask for your opinion. I want to buy a batch of horror books, and then redecorate a room on the second floor to make it a horror room. What do you think?"

Jiang Bing on the other end of the phone immediately sat up straight: "Do you want to buy a horror book?"

Jiang Bing hesitated for a moment: "Actually, it's okay. I basically didn't decorate the small modern room on the second floor. I didn't even paste the wallpaper and it was just a white wall, so I called it a modern room."

"If you want to make a horror room, you can change the tables and chairs, make some small decorations, and save a few thousand dollars. I have a classmate who is now doing interior design. I asked him to help me draw a picture , I will change it again, it shouldn’t cost much.” Jiang Bing expressed support for Jiang Qi’s idea, “Do you have enough money? How is the business in the store recently?”

Jiang Qi proudly reported last week's turnover.

Jiang Bing on the other end of the phone fell silent.

"Sister, are you still there? Can you hear me? Are you disconnected from the Internet?"

"Still." Jiang Bing's voice was full of confusion and sadness, "I just didn't expect...you are so talented in opening a shop."

"Aren't you in the group? Every day, the appointment message will be sent out, and you should be able to roughly estimate it."

"I thought those appointment information were all fake. You deliberately sent false appointment information in order to make customers feel that our store's business is good. I'm still thinking, your marketing method is really good, and It saves money and is easy to use, how could I know it was true!" Jiang Bing didn't expect that it was because he was too small.

"I see that Wanwan's trumpet speaks first in the group every day. I thought she had nothing to do, so she built more than a dozen trumpets to entertain herself in the group."

"I also specially created two trumpets to go along with her in the group, so as not to embarrass her. How could I know that other people are real people!"

Jiang Qi: ...

So those two numbers are you.

Sister, I really deserve to be you.

(End of this chapter)