Chapter 86 Restructuring
Zhou Huilan understood the words, "Could it be that the state-owned hotel can give me a higher salary?"

The wages of all levels of state-owned enterprises are fixed, even if Zhang Yongqiang is the leader, he can't change it.

"If Boss Zhou is willing, I will naturally not treat a craftsman like you badly." He suddenly raised his head and swept around the north side of the courtyard wall. Seeing that the wall was bare, he said: "The basic salary is five thousand, Every dish has a commission, and you are guaranteed at least 1 yuan a month, if you can’t make up for this amount, I will personally pay you to make up for it.”

A monthly salary of [-]!
In this era when five hundred a month is considered high for ordinary people, that is definitely a high salary in the sky.

Although she has experienced an era with a monthly salary of hundreds of thousands, Zhou Huilan was still shocked by Zhang Yongqiang's words, but there must be a monster if things go wrong. I'm afraid this level has failed Mr. Zhang's good intentions, so you'd better hire someone else."

"Don't refuse in such a hurry. After all, it is a big deal. I also know that you are looking for a facade to open a restaurant recently. Not only will I give you a five-figure salary, but I can also guarantee that the chef of the entire restaurant you said Forget it, I won't interfere, if you think about it carefully, it won't be too late to give me an answer." After Zhang Yongqiang finished speaking, he sat up on his knees.

Zhou Huilan sent him to the door, and the people who watched the excitement just now did not leave, they all greeted Zhang Yongqiang and asked him when the restaurant would be back to work.

But Zhang Yongqiang just smiled and told everyone to wait patiently.

When he walked out of Songbai Street, there was another knock on the door of Zhou Huilan's house.

Zhou Huilan came out to open the door impatiently, and was dragged out just as she opened it.

"Hui Lan, why did Mr. Zhang come to see you?"

"May I invite you to work in a state-run hotel?"

"Yesterday, Zhang Yongqiang and that..." The speaker raised his chin and made a nod towards the back of Niu's house, "We had a fight, and we broke up with each other, and we didn't even have the city leaders' banquet that we had agreed to in the evening."

Hearing this, Zhou Huilan suddenly remembered the restaurant last night. It was really because Niu Guangde had condescended to the mortal world, but Zhang Yongqiang let Niu Guangde go. Is he so sure that he will run the state-run restaurant with him?

"The state-run restaurants didn't serve breakfast before, but now they don't even serve fried dishes. Do you still pay your wages?"

When Zhou Huilan asked, the chatterbox of the uncles and aunts was immediately opened, saying that the restaurant has been losing money, and since the soy milk for breakfast was no longer available, the number of customers in the store has become less and less. Except for the hospitality leaders, there are no individual customers at all. There is no income, all rely on government subsidies.

Originally it was Zhou Huilan who asked again, but the uncles and aunts became more and more excited and pushed Zhou Huilan aside.

She was about to go home to prepare lunch when someone patted her on the shoulder suddenly.

Zhou Huilan turned her head and saw Lu Changqing squatting on the steps, pouted at the pharmacy, "Go in and I'll get you some medicine."

take medicine?What medicine?

Although Zhou Huilan was surprised, she also followed Lu Changqing in.

There was a lot of noise on the street, but the inside of the pharmacy was very quiet. Lu Changqing went to the counter and took a white porcelain bottle and stuffed it to Zhou Huilan, "There is a detoxification pill in it, give it to your dad, the previous little poison should be just as much." Cleaned up."

Zhou Huilan almost forgot about Zhou Zhenhai's poisoning.

After all, there is ancient well water. These few times when Lu Changqing went with her, he said that Zhou Zhenhai's recovery speed was astonishing. He thought it was because Zhou Zhenhai recovered quickly, so Zhou Huilan followed this momentum and rounded up the words.

"Then I'll thank Doctor Lu on behalf of the old man." Zhou Huilan accepted the porcelain bottle with a smile, and turned to leave.

"Are you planning to go to a state-run restaurant to be a master chef?"

Zhou Huilan paused, and said honestly, "I didn't think about it, but the salary he offered me was quite high. To be honest, I'm really excited."

"Have you read the newspaper recently? The meat joint factory in Anning City has been restructured and privatized."

"Meat joint factory?" Zhou Huilan was stunned. Although the meat joint factory is a small factory, it mainly deals in raw and cold fresh pork, but pork products are also a big part of them, especially ham. Other factories may not be profitable because of the reform and opening up. , but the meat joint factory, which is closely related to the lives of ordinary people, cannot be so poor that it needs to be restructured.

Lu Changqing nodded, "The factory is small, and there are few people who can take the lead. It is said that it went bankrupt and restructured its assets, but in fact, everyone who understands knows that it is just bankrupt on the books."

Zhou Huilan didn't know much about this point, but she felt that the current situation of the meat joint factory and the state-run restaurant should be similar.

Seeing Zhou Huilan sitting down, Lu Changqing also patiently expressed his own opinions. When it came to the latter, such as bankruptcy and reorganization of the books, and the redemption of state-owned assets by a small number of people, Zhou Huilan felt that her head was almost overwhelmed.

But I also understand that the path Zhang Yongqiang is going to take is most likely the same as the meat joint factory.

At this point, Zhou Huilan suddenly realized that she seemed to be standing on the cusp of the times.

She made a lunch box that day, and she sent a copy to the guest house, and then went to set up a stall at the entrance of the Central Hospital.

Although she hadn't opened the stall for several days, the regular customers all gathered around her stall when they saw her.

"Boss, where is your shop? Can I eat in your shop?"

"How can you say that you can't go out if you don't have a stall? These days, you can think about us, don't mention how uncomfortable it is."

Zhou Huilan was greatly benefited by the people's miss. While apologizing to everyone, she said that she was going to open a store and would tell everyone when she had chosen a place.

Early the next morning, after sending off Yaoyao, Zhou Huilan didn't go home, so she went straight to the state-run hotel.

The night before, the door was still open. Today, when I came here, I didn't even open the door.

Zhou Huilan walked around to the backyard and saw Zhang Yongqiang's car. She went up the stairs to the second floor, and Zhang Yongqiang was already waiting for her in the office.

"Boss Zhou is really a sensible person." Zhang Yongqiang smiled and helped Zhou Huilan pull up a chair.

Zhou Huilan didn't refuse, and sat down directly, "Cooperating with such a visionary as Boss Zhang, I can also learn some skills from him. Thinking about it, it is indeed a good business."

"In this way, I will immediately ask someone to sort out the contract, and I can come to work today, and we can reopen in full swing at night..."

"It doesn't have to be so fast," Zhou Huilan interrupted Zhang Yongqiang's movement with a smile, and took a sip from the purple sand teacup on the table, "I thought, although I cook delicious food, I'm young after all, so I take such a high price when I come up. The salary is not suitable, so I want to ask Mr. Zhang, if the money to buy this small building is not enough, in fact, I can help add some."

"Snapped!"

The purple sand pot in Zhang Yongqiang's hand fell directly on the table and broke into pieces.

(End of this chapter)

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