Transmigrated into the cannon fodder of the villain in the rebirth story

Chapter 212 Chapter 212
Back at the General's Mansion, Song Qiange summoned the family's servants, and told them that there was a chance to earn extra money. Tomorrow, she would clean the restaurant with her, with double salary and lunch included.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this, and one by one they crowded up to Song Qiange and said they were going.

The next day, Song Qiange led the cleaning team that he had built with a lot of money, and Song Qiange, with his hands behind his back, directed them to clean up, which was very cool.

Originally, I thought it would take a day to come, but within a long time, the restaurant was washed and reflected from the inside to the outside.

Song Qiange was very satisfied, and as a reward, he gave the servants half a day off.

Next, it's time to start recruiting.Song Qiange first put up a recruitment sign at the entrance of the restaurant, then moved the table to the center of the first floor of the restaurant, put on a veil and waited for the interviewers to come.

But everyone knows that the general's wife is obsessed with buying a restaurant. For everyone, Song Qiange is just a fool with a lot of money. If you hang out with her, it's easy to make money, but after a few days, the hotel will be closed to close down.

Not many people came, and the quality of the interviewees was not very high.Song Qiange felt that he wasted his life, and was even treated like a monkey.

"You are the wife of the general?"

"Wow, Mrs. General, Mom, I've grown up. It's the first time I'm so close to a nobleman!"

"Excuse me, Mrs. General, how did you become Mrs. General?"

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Song Qiange really had nothing to say. These people were not interviewed in good faith. In order not to collapse, she sent them away as soon as they opened their mouths.

There are also some "hey, ma'am, Fanfan", who treat restaurants as free canteens, which also makes her feel tired.

It was hard to recruit some experienced wives, but all of them were veterans.

When she looked at it, she was working so hard, her hands and feet were working hard, her mouth was working even harder, she was complaining about her tiredness, her back pain, it was so hard work.

As soon as she walked away, the mother-in-law immediately sat on the chair and scratched her feet.

She couldn't afford the old fritters, so she refused decisively.

Fortunately, it wasn't so unlucky, I only saw a dozen or so wonderful flowers, and before dark, I recruited two energetic serving girls.

The two of them are sisters. The elder sister is Han You, with rare natural curly hair; the younger sister is Xiang Qing, with rare natural light brown hair.

The two curly and brown sisters are always excluded because of their hair. Everyone said that they might be a little evil.

Their origins are actually not bad, and life is very nourishing.

Their parents have worked hard to help them arrange marriages very early on. With such family conditions, they will definitely find a good family.But because of the hair on the head, everyone gave up later.

The sisters also struggled, thinking of earning some money on their own, but they still encountered obstacles everywhere in finding a job, and no one was willing to accept them.

On the other hand, those whorehouses are very optimistic about these two special groups of hair. It sounds like it can open up the market, but actually they want to attract all kinds of strange customers and make more money.

Seeing that they were rejected, I quickly pulled them back, hoping that they would come over.

Encountering this situation several times in a row, Han Youxiangqing was terrified, and the two sisters hid in the room and cried for several days.

"Ham, these ancient people just don't know anything, and they still act like monsters every day. It's nothing, but if everyone learns a little genetics, you won't be so miserable."

When Han You Xiangqing talked about the saddest things, she had long been crying until she lost her face, and asked what she meant.

(End of this chapter)