Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

At 6:30 p.m., the "Qianweifang" hot pot restaurant was in the middle of its evening rush.

All eight tables in the shop were full, and there were seven or eight people queuing outside.

Xiaoya and Lin Xiaoyu were so busy they barely had time to breathe—taking orders, serving food, collecting cash, and adding soup. The two worked together seamlessly and efficiently.

"Sister Xiaoyu, one more beef roll for table number five!"

"Okay, right away!"

"Xiaoya, table number three, checkout!"

"Here it comes!"

In the kitchen, Wang Xiuying, Li Cuihua, and Lin's mother were also busy at work.

Two large soup pots were bubbling away, and vegetables were being brought in from the front of the house like a flowing stream, while prepared ingredients were being sent out continuously.

Just then, the glass door was pushed open, and Yang Fan and Zhou Yao walked in.

"Brother! Zhou Yao!" Xiaoya's eyes lit up. "Didn't you two go out?"

"Come eat!" Yang Fan said with a smile. "Are there any seats left?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Xiaoya immediately pointed to the small table next to the cashier.

"This seat can fit two people. Let me tidy it up for you!"

Zhou Yao quickly waved her hand: "No need, no need, we can wait a bit, you guys go ahead with your work."

"It's alright, this table just left, I was just cleaning up." Lin Xiaoyu walked over carrying a stack of empty bowls, smiled at Yang Fan, and

"Brothers, please sit here. Wait a couple of minutes while I wipe the table."

Yang Fan felt a surge of warmth as he watched the two girls busily working.

Although the store was busy, everything was in good order.

Lin Xiaoyu was gentle and meticulous, while Xiaoya was lively and efficient; the two of them kept the front hall in perfect order.

"Brother, please have a seat. I'll pour you some tea." Xiaoya put down the menu in her hand and quickly walked to the water dispenser.

After Zhou Yao sat down, she looked around and sighed, "

Brother, your business is really getting better and better.

"I remember when we first opened, there weren't this many people at night."

"Yes," Yang Fan nodded. "Thank you for your hard work."

Lin Xiaoyu quickly wiped the table clean and then laid a new tablecloth on it:

"Brothers, what would you like to eat? I'll ask Mom to make it for you first."

"No rush, let's talk about it after you've calmed down," Yang Fan said.

"That won't do!" Xiaoya brought over two cups of tea.

"You guys order first, I'll have Mom cook when she has time. Anyway, there are three woks in the kitchen right now, so we can manage."

Zhou Yao didn't stand on ceremony: "Then I'll have a bean and rice hot pot, plus a serving of pork belly, a serving of beef rolls, a serving of bean curd sheets, and some vegetables."

"Okay!" Xiaoya wrote it down and called out to the kitchen, "Mom! Brother and Zhou Yao are here. Make a small pot of the dishes Yao Yao wanted!"

"Got it!" Wang Xiuying's voice came from the kitchen.

After ordering, Xiaoya and Lin Xiaoyu went back to their work.

Yang Fan and Zhou Yao sat in a corner, watching the bustling scene inside the store.

"Brother, wouldn't it be great if I could make my billiards hall as popular as yours?"

Zhou Yao rested her chin on her hand, her eyes filled with longing.

"As long as you put your heart into it, you can definitely do it well," Yang Fan said.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Lin Xiaoyu came over with a small hot pot.

"Brother, Yao Yao, this is your hot pot. Make your own dipping sauce, and let me know if you need anything."

"Thank you, Sister Xiaoyu!" Zhou Yao said sweetly.

The broth in the pot was bubbling away, the aroma of beans mingling with the rich flavor of the bone broth, making one's mouth water.

Zhou Yao couldn't wait to pick up a piece of pork belly, swirl it around in the broth, dip it in some sauce, and put it in her mouth.

"Mmm...this tastes the most authentic!" She squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

Yang Fan also took a bite, and indeed, Lin's mother's cooking skills were getting better and better.

The two were halfway through their meal when the evening rush hour finally passed.

With only three tables of customers left in the restaurant, Xiaoya and Lin Xiaoyu could finally catch their breath.

"I'm exhausted..." Xiaoya slumped into a chair behind the cashier and rubbed her shoulders.

Lin Xiaoyu poured her a glass of water: "Have some water, you haven't had much rest today."

"Sister Xiaoyu, you should rest for a while too." Xiaoya took the water and gulped down more than half of it.

Wang Xiuying came out of the kitchen, saw Yang Fan and Zhou Yao, and walked over with a smile:

"Xiao Fan, Yao Yao, how does it taste?"

"Auntie, this is so delicious!" Zhou Yao gave a thumbs up. "I feel like I could eat a whole cow!"

Wang Xiuying was amused: "It's good that you can eat. Eat more. Take your time, and you can have more if you're still hungry."

"Mom, sit down and rest for a while," Yang Fan said.

"I'm fine, not tired," Wang Xiuying said, but she still sat down on the chair next to her.

"By the way, Xiaofan, I heard from Yaoyao that you're going to invest in her opening a billiards hall?"

Upon hearing this, both Xiaoya and Lin Xiaoyu looked over.

"Really?" Xiaoya's eyes widened. "Brother, you're going to invest in Zhou Yao?"

Zhou Yao smiled shyly: "Sister Xiaoya, it's true."

"My older brother saw the venue I chose this afternoon, thought it was good, and agreed to invest in me."

"Congratulations!" Xiaoya said.

"A billiards hall is definitely a good option! You love playing billiards so much, and you know so many people, you can definitely make it work!"

Lin Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Yaoyao is indeed suitable for this. She has a cheerful personality, is popular, and is very driven."

Zhou Yao blushed at the praise: "Thank you, Sister Xiaoyu. I just wanted to give it a try; I'm not even sure if I can make it."

Wang Xiuying nodded: "Yaoyao is a clever and capable girl. I think opening a billiards hall would be a good idea."

Zhou Yao's eyes welled up with tears: "Thank you, Auntie, thank you, Sister Xiaoya, Sister Xiaoyu... I will definitely work hard!"

Yang Fan felt a warmth in his heart as he watched this scene.

The support of family and the encouragement of friends are the most valuable things on the road to entrepreneurship.

"By the way, brother," Xiaoya suddenly remembered something, "how much money did you invest in Yaoyao?"

"Five hundred thousand," Yang Fan said.

"Five hundred thousand?" Xiaoya gasped. "That much?"

"Not much," Yang Fan explained. "Opening a billiards hall involves fixed expenses such as venue rental, decoration, equipment, and labor."

Five hundred thousand is a rather conservative budget.