Chapter 36 The old aunt wants to rejuvenate

After finally installing and debugging the computer system before the opening of the Crock Pot Night Market, Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good, it saves me from writing another order." Jiang Chao fiddled with the orderer in his hand.

"Of course, it cost a lot of money!"

Weiwei grabbed the orderer and tested it again, and it will come in handy tonight. Jiang Chao watched from the side and couldn't help but reached out and clicked the keys.

"It's worth the money. Although our store is small, we have to keep up with the times. Otherwise, if we are eliminated by the times, we don't know how to die!"

Jiang Chao is right, even if Crock Pot is a traditional restaurant, the dishes can keep the original taste, but the service must keep pace with the times. Especially in the past two years, the development of food delivery has become more and more rapid, and this market space cannot be underestimated.

Tomorrow, Crock Pot House will be launched on the takeaway platform, and Weiwei can't help but be a little nervous. Now we only need to pack the takeaway. Tomorrow morning, I will go to pick up the car for Shen He, and then go to wholesale 200 packaging boxes. When the funds are sufficient, consider customizing the exclusive take-out packaging of Crock House to establish a brand image.

Hey, money is such a good thing!

Weiwei washed her hands and prepared the side dishes, when the phone made a faint beeping sound in the cabinet. Jiang Chao pointed his ears and immediately reminded Weiwei that he had a phone call.

"What? Really?"

Weiwei couldn't believe that the call was from the packing box factory, and the factory agreed to order a packing box for her.

"Great!"

The manufacturer suddenly changed her mind and was willing to take small orders. Weiwei was so happy that she didn't know how to express her gratitude.

"When are you going to ask for it?"

"Is it ok at noon tomorrow? We'll start delivering takeaways at noon tomorrow."

Weiwei felt that she was a little too far ahead. It's already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the manufacturer must be too late to make her takeaway box. The business manager of the manufacturer obviously did not expect that the takeaway box of Crock Pot would be so urgent. He paused, as if thinking.

Weiwei is planning to say that if it's too late, it's okay to wait for the manufacturer to do it well. As a result, a clear and powerful answer came over the phone:

"Okay, I promise to deliver it at eleven o'clock tomorrow."

2,000 boxes are delivered to your door, and you can pay by installments!

So unexpected, so surprising. Weiwei repeatedly thanked her, put down the phone and almost danced with excitement.

"Weiwei, do you want to reserve a seat at that table?"

Jiang Chao pointed to the seat in the courtyard that Xiao Zhao and Ke Nansheng were interested in yesterday. It's been a week since it opened, and it was the first time that a customer reserved a seat. Jiang Chao felt fresh when he arrived today and was thinking about it.

"Stay, guests must stay after booking. You can make a phone call to confirm with them later."

Weiwei said and took the reservation record book to Jiang Chao. Jiang Chao made a quick call to Ke Nansheng, hung up the phone within a minute, and said to Weiwei in disappointment, "No need to reserve your seat, the guest has cancelled."

Weiwei smiled and knew that this would be the result. Last night, Ke Nansheng was chasing after her by the artificial lake, and she scolded him bewilderingly for ignorance and ignorance, but only for luxury and pleasure. How could Ke Nansheng not hear it!

It's best not to come, leave it clean. So as not to always feel that taking his cell phone, as if owed a lot of favor.

At this time, Ke Nansheng was eating at the Hanshe Farm in Daguanyuan, and there were all kinds of seafood and treasures in front of him, but he was thinking about the soup from Crock Pot.

The so-called heart is in Cao Ying, and the heart is in Han, and every bite of the entertainment meal tastes like chewing wax. I don't like socializing, but I can't shirk it.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Wang Han ran to the office of Shengshihuamei Ke Nansheng to block him and insisted on inviting him to dinner. It is said that when Xie Hui is not here, Wang Han should not think about having fun with Ke Nansheng.

At Ke Nansheng's birthday party last time, Xie Hui was beaten by Ke Nansheng, and Wang Han knew that he also had a part to do, and it was too late to hide from Ke Nansheng. Today, I suddenly came to the door and begged again and again, of course, I came to the door for everything.

"Nan Sheng, come and taste this arctic shellfish."

Wang Han's mother picked up a piece of beautiful and clear Arctic shell with public chopsticks and put it into Ke Nansheng's bowl. She could already see that Ke Nansheng was eating absent-mindedly.

In order to arrange this meal, she took a lot of thought. Knowing that the two sons of the Ke family like nature, they chose to dine in Daguanyuan, a beautiful and environmentally friendly and expensive place in the suburbs.

"Nan Hao, you must like sea prawns. The sea prawns made in this way have a light sweetness, and it is delicious to dip them into this small ingredient."

Mrs. Wang watched as she finally picked up the largest and most beautiful shrimp and sent it to Ke Nanhao's dipping plate. Today's host and guest is of course Dr. Ke Nanhao, who is going to work for her.

"Auntie, you're welcome. If there is anything I can do, you can just say it."

Ke Nanhao is like a mirror in his heart, no matter how old or young the woman who is looking for him is, it is nothing more than a plastic surgery.

Ke Nanhao had an operation for a day. At this time, he just wanted to go home early to be with his family, instead of wasting too much time with his parents and friends.

"It's nothing, I just want to..."

Mrs. Wang blushed as she spoke, but she didn't know where to start.

It is said that if you want plastic surgery, you can go directly to the front desk of Shengshi Huamei and get in touch with the medical beauty consultant. But she wanted to go from 49 to 20 years old, I am afraid that medical beauty consultants would not dare to take orders. It is best to consult with Ke Nanhao face to face, as young as you can.

Wang Tai and Ke Nanhao are not familiar with each other, and this kind of thing is not easy to pass through Ke Yicheng and Tan Ailin. If Tan Ailin knows that her plastic surgery is a mistress who wants to fight her husband, wouldn't her face fall into a cesspool.

"I know both of you brothers are very busy, and my aunt doesn't dare to waste your time. I want plastic surgery!"

Wang Tai immediately felt relieved when she said what was in her heart, and looked at Ke Nanhao eagerly.

"Well, what does Auntie want to fix?"

Ke Nanhao put down the half-eaten prawns and looked at Wang Han's mother from a professional perspective.

Wang Tai was suddenly stared at by a handsome and elegant young man, and her slack cheeks suddenly swept away rouge.

It's been so many years since no one stared at her face like that anymore. She was once a beauty with peerless elegance and eye-catching beauty!

"Mom, what is Dean Ke asking you about?"

Wang Han couldn't stand his mother's expression, so he stretched out his hand and pushed his mother. Wang Tai immediately felt coy.

"You look at it, it would be best if you could be 20 years old..."

Mrs. Wang also felt that her requirements were too high, but since Ke Nanhao asked, of course she had to express her truest thoughts.

The big prawn in Ke Nanhao's hand fell into the dipping saucer, and a few drops of sauce were splashed on his white shirt, and he quickly fainted into a spring flower.

"Is it okay? My mentality is really only twenty years old."

Mrs. Wang was a little excited.

"Auntie is really young!"

Ke Nansheng thought that someone in Wang Han's mother's family had facial defects, so he bothered to invite their brothers to dinner, in order to seek favor and get the best treatment. Unexpectedly, it was the old aunt who wanted to rejuvenate and wanted to use a knife on her face.

This attitude is too young! Years are the best gift of life, and women who have passed through the years are the most noble and elegant...