Chen Mo’s place was bustling with activity, while Xiao Na was queuing with Boss Fang, and it was finally their turn!
"I haven’t tried your noodles yet," Fang Zhizhong said. "By the way, can you make the perfect fried rice today?"
Just now, I saw a lot of street food on the roadside, almost everything Fang Zhizhong likes was there.
"I probably won’t make fried rice recently, but you can try the noodles, they’re delicious," Chen Mo scooped out two bowls of noodles, added a drizzle of sesa oil, sprinkled with green onions and cilantro, and handed them over.
Fang Zhizhong licked his lips, took the noodles, "I’m not saying I must have the fried rice, it’s just last ti half of it got snatched away, and it felt unsettling."
Chen Mo discreetly glanced at Dunzi, who was squatting on the ground devouring buns with Zhang Feng.
"He was probably starving; otherwise, he wouldn’t have snatched the food."
Fang Zhizhong nodded, holding the noodles, took a slurp, and then spat it back into the bowl.
Chen Mo: ???
"This way, if a villain sees it, they probably won’t snatch it."
Chen Mo felt that the awkwardness he accumulated over several years of work wasn’t as much as these few days at the stall. Silently, he handed over Xiao Na’s noodles and also gave the two so buns, "Take your ti eating."
Fang Zhizhong ate with great concentration, several tis wanting to ask the small boss where the noodles were bought.
It was obvious that with so little seasoning, it still tasted so fragrant, mostly thanks to the quality of the flour. However, Fang Zhizhong was busy eating and decided to ask later.
Dunzi happened to look up while eating noodles and saw that scene, "That guy spit out the noodles he put in his mouth, that’s disgusting!"
"Exactly, it looks like he’s afraid of soone snatching it, like anyone would want to..." Zhang Feng also found that behavior disgusting.
"But don’t you think that guy looks familiar?" Dunzi scrutinized closely, feeling that Fang Zhizhong’s face seed familiar.
Zhang Feng took a breath, "Hiss... feels like an old acquaintance!"
"Forget it, who cares, you can’t deny that stuff soaked in Boss Chen’s noodle soup actually tastes really good, how about so more wontons?"
Zhang Feng shook his head, "No thanks, see that little girl is starving, we gotta talk to Boss Xiao Chen when it’s not busy; you can’t be stingy with a partner, can’t let a wife go hungry, what’s that about."
"Totally, totally!"
Next to them, Mu Mu listened in amazent, feeling her taste buds opened up to a new world, wanting to explain but unable to.
Compared to being misunderstood by custors, Mu Mu was more worried about one thing.
Normally, I could only eat two taels of noodles... Chen Mo’s two bowls seem like a pound and two taels?
I’m gonna gain weight!
Waaah!
Fifty pounds of flour could almost et the current custor flow, most of today’s visitors from the sports academy ca over from the bridgehead.
On the other hand, a few students from the sports academy didn’t co out.
Chen Mo watched custor after custor leave, gradually leaving only himself and Mu Mu at the bridgehead, along with the big boss by the small table.
Fang Zhizhong ordered another bowl of noodles and was eating slowly, looking very refined while still eating buns.
"Chen Mo Da... burp~"
"Hmm?"
"I..." Mu Mu rubbed her stomach, walking over shakily, "I think I overate!"
Chen Mo looked at the female intern helplessly, "I rember you didn’t eat noodles."
"That was before!" Mu Mu straightened her tiny chest with unjustified confidence, her belly now bigger than her chest, "Let report today’s situation, today..."
Chen Mo interrupted Mu Mu, "Today we sold 96 bowls of noodles, 124 buns, 200 braised eggs, grossing 2172 yuan."
"Hey, how do you rember so clearly, Chen Mo Dage?"
Chen Mo waved his phone, "All WeChat paynts."
He had eaten two bowls of noodles himself, so did Mu Mu, and the rest were sold out, which ans 96 servings. There were 204 braised eggs, with him and Mu Mu each eating two, the buns were fixed; Chen Mo ate 2, so he knew exactly how much was sold.
"Co over here."
Chen Mo called Mu Mu over, "For the next few days, you just stay put, don’t need to do anything else. I’ll handle the inspection report for Manager Liao."
"Ah, how can that be! Makes seem useless!"
Chen Mo shook his finger, "Not true. You just watch, this is your chance to learn. The more you learn now, the more independent you can be for future projects when you’re formalized."
Seeing Mu Mu starting to get confused, Chen Mo continued, "And you can’t be absent, starting tomorrow you’ll be responsible for purchasing ingredients. This isn’t sothing just anyone can do, at least you need to know which ingredients are good."
Mu Mu felt more and more disoriented, like being overloaded, but had no evidence, "Okay, I’ll follow your lead then."
She glanced at her phone, her mom had sent her a WeChat ssage.
"Chen Mo Dage, what ti do we get off work? Are we staying until dawn?"
Chen Mo spoke sincerely, "See, this shows your lack of experience. Earlier, all these people left; would there be more custors before dawn? Whether you stay or not, it doesn’t change the fact. From now on, we’re off work at 1 AM every day."
This timing was precisely when Chen Mo closed the stall.
"Oh!" Mu Mu felt what Chen Mo said was quite reasonable; truly a stellar employee of the marketing departnt, she realized she still had a lot to learn.
Chen Mo thought to himself why she’s so diligent even in a state-owned enterprise...
Last ti Old Jiang went out of town for project inspections and took a half-month family vacation, and in the end, blad the company for booking too small of a hotel room!
Having worked in the unit for a long ti, Chen Mo also understood a principle.
In reality, whether he was there inspecting or not didn’t affect the final decision of the investnt departnt; what Liao Feng needed was just an inspection report signed by Jiang Fei.
Even a blank paper would do.
Many jobs are just for show, and not letting Mu Mu write the report was also a bit of Chen Mo’s own selfishness.
Currently, what’s reimbursed by the company is just the rental fee for the food cart. Since his proposed plan was approved, that part was assured.
However, all the ingredients were paid out of pocket by Chen Mo.
So as long as the report glosses over business earnings, focusing on custor flow and the popularity of different dishes, no one would worry about profits or losses.
Actually, Chen Mo knew full well that no one would even look at the report.
"If I can get off work, can I leave first? That..." Mu Mu twisted her fingers, feeling a bit embarrassed about it, "My mom ca to pick up."
Still being picked up by mom as an adult, really!
"Go ahead, it’s right for a family to be concerned. If your mom hadn’t co, I would’ve sent you ho."
Chen Mo also started tidying up the food cart to prepare for closing.
"See you tomorrow then~" Mu Mu waved, "Oh, right, Chen Mo Dage, rember to send a list of what ingredients to buy tomorrow."
"Got it, hurry along now."
Mu Mu slowly shuffled her steps towards the street corner; her mom ntioned in the ssage that the driver was waiting there.
Chen Mo quickly collected all the bowls, cleared the road’s trash, and put away the tables and chairs, couldn’t help but praise the cart’s cabinets, they could really store things!
Only the last custor remained by the roadside; he arrived relatively late.
Fang Zhizhong was eating, feeling his whole body warm up, forehead sweating, experiencing unprecedented comfort and relief.
Enjoying the bodily comfort, Fang Zhizhong suddenly thought, since he couldn’t pack noodles and buns, why not pack Boss Xiao Chen?
Yeah.
Take Boss Xiao Chen ho, let him cook sothing for his daughter Yuanyuan, doesn’t that work?
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