Young Again

Chapter 79 The one I can resist kissing is this [thumbs up]
Before coming, Chen Wang had already agreed with Li Xintong how to perform the duet today.

The purpose is to make Zhou Jun appear, recognize himself, or leave an impression.

Because he knew that the teachers were going to have a grade group dinner here in the afternoon, and Zhou Jun should be there today, helping out at home or in the hotel.

But the King of Hell was not there.

But at least the other party found out their identities, which was unexpected.

Of course, what was even more unexpected was that Tongzi was not only beautiful, but also so smart...

No, that’s not right. If you praise her for being smart, then that’s it. Why do you also praise her for being beautiful?
No, no, the opinions about Li Xintong have been getting higher and higher recently.

Think of her flaws.

But if you ask me, Li Xintong, there really is no problem.

"Third Middle School?!"

Hearing this, the lady boss was surprised and immediately smiled, saying excitedly, "That's great, my husband is a teacher at No. 3 Middle School."

Li Xintong made a surprised expression and was about to say something, but Chen Wang at the side got there first and said in horror, "Ah?"

Yes, students working part-time outside should be scared when they hear that their boss is a teacher.

Li Xintong finally reacted and approved of Chen Wang's performance.

Although the ultimate goal is to make the other party need you, try to act as casual as possible during the process.

"We are not from No. 3 Middle School, we are from No. 13 Middle School." Chen Wang immediately changed his words.

"What are you talking about? Is there a No. 13 middle school in Jiangchuan? There are only a few high schools in total." Seeing that he was a little scared, the proprietress quickly said to him, "Don't be afraid, my husband is a very good person."

Hello your mother.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's not talk about this anymore." Chen Wang waved his hands, looking nervous as if he didn't want to know more.

"It's okay, my husband is from your school..."

"Don't say it, don't say it." Li Xintong interrupted quickly, as if she had encountered a robber who would kill her as soon as he heard her name, she was very cowardly.

It can be seen that these two kids don't want their school teachers to know that they are working part-time outside.

In other words, this matter cannot be talked about casually.

But if we just knew about it and then let Zhou Jun talk to these two kids, wouldn't it be a natural thing to help promote this matter?
After all, he is a teacher, and I am his wife, so I will give him some face.

Of course, we can't just give others face all the time.

Zhou Jun should also be asked to take better care of these two children at school.

"Oh, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." The lady boss smiled and comforted, "My husband is a first-grade assistant teacher in school. He is mainly responsible for school discipline. He will not be your class teacher."

"That's not bad, we are in the second grade." Li Xintong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Which class are you in, Grade 2?"

"Master's wife, please don't try to test us. We won't tell you." Chen Wang said seriously.

Hearing the word "Master's Wife", the boss' wife felt comfortable all of a sudden, and the distance between them was obviously shortened. So, she took the opportunity to ask, "Can you talk to your boss about promoting our company? We won't make it difficult for you in terms of price."

"Yes, I will try my best to tell you." Chen Wang nodded, "For the sake of Master's wife, I have to help tell you."

Clichés, very obvious clichés.

The boss lady could hear it.

Because what are the characteristics of clichés?

There is no time, no place, and not even content.

If you really want to help, you would say this: I will go back today and talk to our boss about jumping in line to arrange the promotion.

In this "complicated" old neighborhood, after so many years of fighting wits and courage with neighbors, property management, and firefighters, Sister Zhao Si has long been a shrewd person. What "hidden meaning" can't she hear?

However, you cannot rely on this status to make too many demands. After all, the other party is also working. If you ask too much, they will get annoyed and it may even backfire.

So, she changed the subject and asked, "If you really want to cooperate, what is your main purpose?"

“Promote the official account.”

Chen Wang pretended to see you as his master's wife and took the initiative to reveal: "To be honest, in the beginning, when we were doing the first order, basically all the money was paid by our boss to promote the official account. Then when we got the second order, the advertising fee was raised. As time went on, as more and more attention was paid to 'Eat in Jiangchuan', the advertising fee would only become more and more expensive."

"What will the advertising effect be like in the future? Will it change for the better?" asked the proprietress.

"The more people pay attention, the more traffic there will be. And the more promotion there is, the greater the competition will be, and the greater the diversion will be." Chen Wang analyzed for her, "After all, by then, everyone will have advertisements."

"So, there are no ads?"

"That's not the case." Chen Wang said with a smile, "There are more than one million people in Jiangchuan, including cities and villages. There are probably thousands or tens of thousands of restaurants. Making cakes, selling breakfast, and even making milk tea are all considered restaurants. But only one percent of them will actually entrust promotion and agree to promote. So the role of advertising has always existed."

"I think that since you have the chicken pot business, everyone will ask you to advertise for them. It just depends on whether you agree or not." The proprietress said from the perspective of a merchant.

"I hope so." Chen Wang said modestly.

Although the proprietress is not young, she is very smart.

Through these words, she immediately found the core of the problem - what can I do for him.

Now the number of followers of that public account has exceeded 1,000.

On my side, we don’t even receive nearly a hundred guests a day.

Zhou Jun, you have to find a way!

"The dishes should be ready. I'll go and serve them." The proprietress stood up with a smile.

The two of them smiled and nodded, then watched her go out and close the door.

"I……"

As soon as Li Xintong opened her mouth, Chen Wang reminded her and pointed, meaning that walls have ears.

She understood, so she covered her mouth with her hand, leaned close to Chen Wang's ear, and whispered, "How can he know us if we don't tell him our names?"

After saying that, she stretched her ear towards Chen Wang.

As soon as Chen Wang approached, he smelled the faint milky scent of the face.

This white, soft, slightly sweet face is so sweet that I can’t help but kiss it [thumbs-up].

After poking her arm, Chen Wang sent a WeChat message on his mobile phone. Chen Wang: There is a surveillance camera at the front desk in the corridor. Be more natural when you go out to pay the bill.

Oh, you can also send messages.

Li Xintong reacted and also typed a response.

Li Xintong: Yes
Li Xintong: But I have a question. There are only five tables for dining at the same time here, and it is not suitable for sharing tables. If we really advertise, everyone will definitely be annoyed by the long queues. What should we do?
Chen Wang: Simple, by appointment only

Li Xintong:! How come you are so smart?

Then give me a kiss.

Mr. Chen was so greasy in his previous life.

But we are young again, so we must be more refreshing

Chen Wang: [Cool]
Li Xintong: Such a stupid expression
If you dare to call UU's commonly used expression a retard, I will kill you!

However, even with the reservation system, the daily limit is only about 24 tables.

On average, for four to five people, it would be 100 to 120.

The number of WeChat public accounts that can be followed is counted as one hundred.

However, although the sales volume is not high, Chen Wang is very happy to take this order, because if it is really a special Sichuan dish, delicious and niche, then his official account is on the right track.

Similar to a best-selling author, you can have many commercial articles in your circle, but you must have at least one representative work that can prove your level.

In other words, a director can keep making popular films, but he must have at least one or two art films.

Otherwise, the impression given to the audience is that it is just cultural fast food in the entertainment era.

As the third chapter of 'Eating in Jiangchuan', this is OK.

While I was waiting, the first serving of spicy diced chicken arrived.

At the same time, there is rice and milk.

"It's slightly spicy. The chef has been very restrained. Try it." The proprietress said with a smile.

This dish looks very tempting, with bright red dried chilies piled up on the plate, the diced chicken fried until golden brown and sprinkled with plump sesame seeds. The color gives a strong impact, and the aroma instantly fills the whole room.

All of a sudden, I felt hungry.

The two of them simply picked up their chopsticks, picked up a piece of diced chicken, put it in their mouths, and immediately showed satisfaction.

A little spicy, but sweet, not hot.

It looks like there are so many peppers.

"To make it slightly spicy means that all the chili seeds are crushed out. It is also acceptable for people who don't eat spicy food," explained the proprietress.

"Uh-huh."

After Chen Wang finished eating, he decided to promote this one as the third store.

But it didn't come out.

Again, not eating too much.

Li Xintong was also quite restrained. Even though the food tasted good, she didn't continue eating.

After a while, the 'slightly spicy' taste came up.

Although it was said to be slightly spicy, the two of them immediately smelled the spicy aroma which was a bit scary but quite tempting.

After eating it, it immediately got on my face.

The two people from Jiangchuan Hukou immediately realized their own level of strength.

So Chen Wang immediately raised his hand and said, "I won't give you the spicy version. Let's try the medium spicy version."

There are four levels, so just give up trying the spiciest one.

There was no need, because he already knew it was spicy.

“I told you, people from Jiangchuan just need to try slightly spicy or very slightly spicy.” The proprietress said with a smile, then turned away.

Chen Wang opened the milk and poured himself a glass. But before he could drink it, Li Xintong, who was feeling very spicy, took it and poured it into her mouth.

What a weakling.

Chen Wang drank a mouthful of milk directly from his mouth to his mouth. After the spiciness was slightly relieved, he suddenly thought of something to say in the context of the situation, so he said to Li Xintong, "Can vampires eat spicy food?"

Li Xintong gently held the milk in her mouth and swallowed it slowly. It looked like she had finished drinking it, but in fact there was still a small mouthful left under her tongue.

Hearing this, she turned and looked at Chen Wang.

"No." Chen Wang said expressionlessly, "Because they all suck blood."

"..." Li Xintong paused for a moment, then suddenly couldn't hold it anymore, and then she squirted a small amount of milk all over Chen Wang's pants.

"Fuck, you haven't finished drinking it?!" Chen Wang was numb.

"Sorry sorry,"

Li Xintong quickly wiped the corner of her mouth with paper, and then embarrassedly used paper to wipe the milk that sprayed on Chen Wang's thigh, and couldn't help but smiled and said, "Whose fault is this?"

"You can't blame someone who wants to tell a joke for fun."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Li Xintong wiped it back and forth like this, and her cheeks were slightly red because of the spiciness.

"The spicy chicken is here——"

The proprietress pushed the door open, carrying a plate of medium-spicy spicy chicken, and was full of enthusiasm.

However, the moment I entered, I saw the boy's cheeks slightly red, smiling shyly, his hands under the table, and his legs swinging. I froze on the spot.

She was in her forties, but she was too embarrassed to look directly at him.

Both sides just looked at each other.

Li Xintong's hands were still fiddling back and forth mechanically.

(End of this chapter)