Chapter 118 The Big Pie of the Cooperative
As the temperature continues to drop since the beginning of winter, the hot and spicy Chuan Chuan Xiang Malatang has become more popular.
The two branches of Chuan Chuan Xiang, Beijiang Art School and Shifan, were on the right track one after another. Aunt Hua decisively promoted five store managers, while she was withdrawn from the daily management of the chain store.
In addition to controlling the overall procurement of ingredients and quality control, she no longer participates in specific matters.
In this way, Aunt Hua has more time for herself.
In my spare time, I often go to Li Hong's side to help out by the way.
In short, I can't stay idle.
In Beijiang, Li Hong is a newcomer and unfamiliar with the place. So the two hit it off and happily called them sisters.
I'm almost a teenager, and I don't know how to deal with it.
But Li Hong came from a prestigious university, so it's not a bad thing for Aunt Hua to learn more from her.
Song Qiao became the store manager of the Chuan Chuan Xiang Beijiang Middle School branch, and Tang Xiao was transferred to the art school branch as the store manager.
The new girl is called Zhou Chunmei, and she starts from tidying up and supplementing strings.
The original Gao Xiu and Shen Shuang continued to be in charge of washing and ironing.
Under Song Qiao's management, the Beijiang Middle School branch is thriving, with a steady increase in customer traffic.
Although this is related to the sudden drop in temperature, it is also inseparable from Song Qiao's deployment and management.
Not only that, the four girls started a small stove in addition to their busy business. First, it solved the problem of eating for several people, and second, it also provided Wu Tao with a chance to change his taste.
After all, no matter how delicious Malatang is, he can't eat it at noon, at night, or every day.
Now it's better, every meal has four dishes and one soup, with big white rice or white flour steamed buns, eating warm and heart-warming.
At the end of the fourth class in the afternoon, Wu Tao walked out of the classroom.
The day is a bit gloomy, revealing a cold meaning. An Rong came down from upstairs and told him to go home for dinner together.
Since the last time I helped An Dingguo with some ideas, Gu Jin kept inviting him home for dinner.
The implication is that she has already treated Wu Tao as her own child.
But from Wu Tao's point of view, An's family never felt comfortable eating in the store.
After all, in Anjia, he is a junior; in the store, he is the boss.
Separated from An Rong, Wu Tao went to the Dongmen Chuanchuanxiang shop alone. There will be fewer student customers for dinner, but social customers will make up for it.
After entering the store, I went straight to the back kitchen with ease, picked up my own enamel bowl and lunch box, filled the food, and went straight to the second floor.
The upper floor is divided into three rooms, in the shape of a character. Two of them are girls' dormitories with a strong aroma, and the other is the living room.
Today's meal is good, two fried small yellow croakers, a spoonful of shredded pork with sauerkraut, served with boiled shredded pork, leek egg and vegetable ball soup, it tastes very exciting.
It seems that sister Qiao's skills are on the rise, and her skills are becoming more and more authentic.
I have been able to keep up with my nutrition during these days, and my size has increased a lot. He didn't notice it at first, but he didn't notice that the trouser legs were much shorter until he noticed that his ankle was cold.
Several girls' underwear hung on the balcony, flying up and down in the cold wind, instantly eye-catching.
The black one belongs to Qiaojie, the bright red one belongs to Gao Xiu, the pink one belongs to Shen Shuang, and as for the most ordinary flesh-colored one, it can only belong to the newcomer Zhou Chunmei.
This piercing eye is the biggest gain he has gained after spending time with food.
In fact, this is not difficult, the four girls are of different sizes, as long as you look at the shape and outline, it is naturally not difficult to guess.
At this moment, Song Qiao came up with the food and said, "Little Boss, are you satisfied with today's food?"
Wu Tao nodded again and again, "It's great, sister Qiao is getting more and more skilled. Whoever marries you in the future will surely die happily."
Bah, Song Qiao spat, "Are you so eager for me to get married soon?"
"How can I? I can't bear it."
"I just know what to say!" Song Qiaoqiao blushed, and changed the subject: "By the way, it's time to pay wages. Chunmei did a good job and worked hard. Although it's a probationary period, I want to apply for a job for her." bonus."
"Okay, as long as you have a good sense of proportion." Wu Tao thought for a while. "But this month is also your first month as the store manager. Are you looking forward to the salary and bonus?"
Speaking of this, Song Qiao's face was full of longing. After a while, he seemed to think of something, sighed faintly, and his expression darkened again.
"What's the matter, Miss Qiao?"
"Little boss, do you know? No matter how much money I get, I won't be able to afford much."
Wu Tao was not surprised either. Rural girls are making more money to supplement their families these days, and Song Qiao is no exception.
Song Qiao continued: "However, I have no objection to giving flowers to the family and supporting my brother to go to school. But in the past few months, my dad has invested all my wages into the cooperative. It's not like my brother doesn't even have a pair of decent pants in winter." No, the whole family is hungry and cold, and I don’t know what kind of smoke my dad has!"
"You earn money just to spend it. Uncle Song's approach is indeed inappropriate." At first, Wu Tao didn't think much about it.
"He has been looking for money recently. Seeing that other people's savings have been invested in cooperatives, he is jealous and wants to invest in saving money!"
Wait, Wu Tao felt something was wrong, "Everyone else's family voted in the cooperative?"
In his impression, at the beginning of the establishment of the rural credit cooperatives, it was very laborious to absorb savings.
Why are people in the village so actively investing in it?
Song Qiao nodded, "Isn't it? I heard that the cooperative gave a three-point profit, and those with a little wealth in the village couldn't help but vote. Those who voted early have already received two months of interest."
"Three cents a month?"
"Um!"
This is a typical loan shark! Wu Tao put down his chopsticks and asked, "Who is in charge of this matter in the village?"
"Who else is there, accountant Xu!"
Suddenly, Wu Tao suddenly remembered an old story, but he was still a little uncertain for a while.
"This weekend, I'll go home and have a look."
Song Qiao also had a clear mind, "Little boss, do you think this is unreliable?"
"Sister Qiao, if you believe me, get your principal back as soon as possible. Such a high interest rate is probably due to ghosts."
Song Qiao also realized the seriousness of the situation, "Then I'll go back tonight!"
The old events in the memory became clearer and clearer. Wu Tao didn't wait until the weekend, so he called home.
Zhang Huilan answered the call.
"Tao, are you coming back tomorrow?"
"Go back, Mom."
"Then you still call, it doesn't cost money? Is there anything you can't talk about at home tomorrow?"
"Mom, do you know about the cooperative in the village? Our family didn't invest money in it, did we?"
Speaking of this, Zhang Huilan was disdainful, "That Xu came several times and said good and bad things. I didn't ask your father to invest a dime. It's a joke. He did those things before. Do you really think it's easy to turn over?"
Wu Tao couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, it's okay, luckily!
Zhang Huilan changed the subject, "But I heard that they have collected more than 500,000 yuan now, and even your uncle's family has invested 5,000 yuan!"
"Mom, let the old uncle withdraw the money as soon as possible, don't take advantage of it. I'll go back tomorrow!"
The second change, ask for votes.