mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 402 You Don't Even Call Me Boss
See what you can, and return to colleagues from all walks of life?
Zhao Chuanxin is funny.

But don't dampen Abraham Cohen's enthusiasm.

This guy doesn't want to hang out on the streets at all, he has long wanted to do some business and make a living.

Zhao Chuanxin happened to give him a chance, so he took it seriously, went to the library to learn about the details of various areas in New York City, and investigated the catering market by the way. He also broke his legs in the past two days.

"Okay, let's call it Xinghui Catering Company." Zhao Chuanxin didn't even think about it.

"Great."

Isaiah on the side wanted to say something, so I heard Zhao Chuanxin say: "Abraham will be in charge of miscellaneous matters, including personnel appointments for the time being, but a special department will be established in the future. You still have to find a workshop. In addition, I modified a car The dining car has been put into trial operation, and the effect is good.”

Hearing that Zhao Chuanxin said that Abraham Cohen was in charge of temporary personnel appointments, Isaiah swallowed back his words.

He still doesn't understand that the regional manager is not determined by the personnel department of Xinghui Catering Company.

He thought that Abraham Cohen became a character who was under one man and above ten thousand people.

Abraham Cohen was overjoyed: "Boss, let's go and see your remodeled dining car."

When he got outside, Big Smith pointed to Benjamin Goldberg in the car: "Who is this kid?"

"My apprentice, Benjamin Goldberg."

Abraham Cohen suddenly realized.

It turned out that Zhao Chuanxin, like the Italians, also paid attention to tradition, but it was an oriental tradition, and he was a disciple.

He was clever and did not hesitate to praise: "Sure enough, a hero is born in a young age, and he looks mighty and extraordinary at first glance..."

Zhao Chuanxin interrupted him: "When did you become blind? He is so thin, you say he is very heroic?"

"..."

Li Xiling laughed.

He asked: "Zhao... Boss Chen, do you have a sign?"

As a Chinese, Zhao Chuanxin's name is also very famous to Li Xiling.

Overseas Chinese, especially Chinese in the United States, rarely disrespect the words "Zhao Chuanxin".

Knowing that it must be Situ Meitang, Zhao Chuanxin revealed his identity to him.

Nodding his head, he said, "The name is charcoal burner."

"..." Li Xiling's smile froze.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed, and said in Chinese: "A fisherman with a belt of water, and a charcoal worker with fire."

Li Xiling also laughed.

Abraham Cohen couldn't understand Chinese, so he said anxiously: "Boss, please quickly show this dining car. To be honest, when the craftsman who made the carriage asked me, I was at a loss and couldn't give any advice."

Zhao Chuanxin opened the sun visor and the dining table, and introduced the internal operating table and storage room as well as the place where the gas tank is installed.

Big Smith was stunned: "Boss, you made it in a day?"

Benjamin Goldberg slammed the carriage: "What is a day, Master and I can do it in half a day."

What kind of immortal master and apprentice is this?
Zhao Chuanxin also roughly talked about the processing and purchase of seasonings and ingredients, as well as the conditions for future joining and the regional price differences.

It's not that any cat or dog can join casually, nor is it possible to occupy a place in Xinghui Catering Company by waving a ticket.

It is necessary to review the qualifications. If the conditions are met, but the franchisee has insufficient funds, what methods can be used to make up for it, and so on.

Each month, how many internal quotas can be assigned by the regional manager.

All the people present were thoughtful people, seeing that Zhao Chuanxin had a fairly complete set of rules and regulations, he couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

At this time, ten cobblers are no match for one Zhuge Liang.

Only Big Smith said weakly, "Boss, aren't these rules too much?"

Zhao Chuanxin lit a cigarette and puffed the clouds: "Remember, there are rules and power."

Big Smith was ignorant, but Li Xiling didn't understand at all.

Abraham Cohen understood, but not thoroughly.

Benjamin Goldberg watched from the side and worried for them: "My master is giving you power. We have already proved that food trucks can make money through trial operation. Franchisees will flock to them. Strict scrutiny and high threshold, please help me!" There are a lot of people. My master will assign a quota for the regional manager every month. This is to open the back door for you, understand? The regional manager manages the franchisees, and we distribute the raw materials uniformly. They are only responsible for assembly and sales. Get used to this system. After systematization, the regional manager decides the supply quantity, which is equivalent to choking the lifeline of each franchisee. You are the emperor of the region. This is similar to Western capitalists who choose to squeeze the colony or operate the colony. , earning fast money and slow money only cares about one heart..."

The three suddenly realized.

Then stare at Benjamin Goldberg like a monster.

How old is this kid?
11 years old? 12 years old?Definitely no older than 15 anyway.

This intelligence and insight...

Zhao Chuanxin was actually quite shocked, because he had never taught his apprentices these things.

But what Benjamin Goldberg didn't know was that behind this system, there were various restrictions on regional managers.For example, the designated quota is the sword of Damoris hanging above their heads.Furthermore, Zhao Chuanxin will also conduct the assessment of the regional manager.

These are all things to come later, and the donkey can be killed after the grinding is unloaded.

But he hid it well and didn't show up.

Li Xiling said with emotion: "You are an amazing apprentice."

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "Smile and smile, he is still far behind."

At this time, a man came in a hurry with a little girl.

It was Arthur Gompers and his daughter Marguerite Gompers.

Arthur Gompers was probably walking, sweating profusely.

He waved his hand: "It can be regarded as found."

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised: "How do you know this place?"

Arthur Gompers looked at Abraham Cohen: "It is the invitation letter that Abraham sent me."

Abraham Cohen smiled awkwardly: "Boss, I just sent an invitation letter, but I haven't filled in the specific time yet."

Abraham Cohen was very smart, but Zhao Chuanxin felt that he was eager for quick success and quick tricks.

Gotta beat him sometime.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Arthur Gompers: "Since you haven't filled in the time, are you going to celebrate us in advance?"

Arthur Gompers laughed.

Seeing him groaning, Zhao Chuanxin waved his hands: "Wait for now, let's talk about some serious business first."

Benjamin Goldberg looks at Marguerite Gompers: "Hello, my name is Benjamin, Benjamin Goldberg."

"My name is Marguerite Gompers." The little girl was a little shy: "What is your relationship with Chen?"

"I'm his apprentice. What about you?"

"Me? I also want to be his apprentice." Margaret Gompers suddenly opened her eyes and raised her head: "Father, can I be Chen's apprentice?"

Arthur Gompers: "Be an apprentice, be an apprentice, don't mess around."

Benjamin Goldberg was unhappy when he heard it, and squinted at him with the same expression as Zhao Chuanxin: "Why, look down on my master?"

"..." Arthur Gompers smiled when he saw that this kid seemed difficult to deal with, "Not really. I just think it's not right."

In the past, Benjamin Goldberg avoided medical treatment and was annoyed by people calling him crazy or mentally ill.

But after living with Zhao Chuanxin for a period of time, his mind changed drastically.

He nodded his head: "I used to be sick and mentally ill, and my master cured me. Now, they all call me a genius. Those three idiots, yes, are the three who talked to my master Fool, they praised me as a young hero just now, saying that I have grown up extremely."

Arthur Gompers was taken aback when he heard about mental illness.

The reason he carried Marguerite Gompers with him everywhere was because a daughter would be afraid to leave him or her mother.

The couple were worried that she was falling ill, so there was always one who stayed with her every step of the way.

"Is what you said true? But why can he treat mental illness?"

Benjamin Goldberg rolled his eyes: "My master is a very powerful educator and psychologist. He will naturally cure any psychological and spiritual diseases."

Arthur Gompers still can't figure out whether Zhao Chuanxin's so-called "exorcism" drove away the real devil or the psychological devil.

But some of Zhao Chuanxin's miraculous methods are still fresh in his memory.

That would never be blinding.

So he even faintly believed what Benjamin Goldberg said.

Over there, Zhao Chuanxin was almost done talking, and handed a notebook to Abraham Cohen: "This is the time and quantity recorded during my trial operation. As long as the franchisee does not exceed this shipping speed."

Practice makes perfect, Zhao Chuanxin felt that a skilled worker must be faster than him.

Abraham Cohen did not expect Zhao Chuanxin to be so thoughtful.

"If it doesn't work, I'll come and see you!"

"Okay, if you can't do it well, wash your neck and don't dirty my knife."

"..."

After dismissing the three of them, Zhao Chuanxin came back.

A medal rolled back and forth between his fingers.

He asked: "Tell me, Arthur, what is your business?"

Arthur Gompers discovered that the commemorative medal in Zhao Chuanxin's hand was the gift he gave after being drunk that day.

His throat rolled, but what he finally said was: "It's okay, I actually came to congratulate you in advance."

Zhao Chuanxin put away the commemorative medal, and said cheerfully: "We in the East pay attention to reciprocity, so we are friends. We pay more attention to rituals. For example, my apprentice, I treat him like a son. Since we are friends, don't be so polite Now, just open your mouth if you have something to do in the future."

Although you open your mouth, it is not certain whether you will give it or not.

He does not mean that.

Arthur Gompers actually wanted to return that medal today.

It's not how valuable the medal is, but after he sobered up, he realized what the gift that day represented.

But now he asks, "Well, do you really know how to treat mental illness?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Marguerite Gompers, who looked expectant, and then at her father, and then suddenly realized.

He looked at Arthur Gompers, straightened his back, straightened his suit, and said lightly, "You don't even want to call me boss."

As the Dauphine of the Federation of Labor, Arthur Gompers had no desire to be involved in anything illegal.

But Marguerite Gompers' illness has seriously affected his life.

And for the sake of his daughter's future, Arthur Gompers said bitterly: "Boss, I am willing to let Margaret worship you as a teacher. Can you treat her like Benjamin?"

Zhuo, is there such a good thing?

This little man-shaped polygraph is always with me, and it can be very useful occasionally.

But the necessary restraint is still there.

Zhao Chuanxin lowered his head and looked at the little girl: "Entering my teacher's door is like worshiping me as a father. If you are disobedient, you will be beaten and scolded, is this acceptable?"

(End of this chapter)