"Why?" As soon as Jin Taotao heard of the dismissal, she immediately became anxious and rushed over.

"Why?" Hua Zhao looked at her strangely: "Why don't you know? Of course it's because you can be a demon."

"You!...I..." Jin Taotao was so anxious that her eyes were red, but she seemed to be able to see the form. Now Hua Zhao is surrounded by a group of her own people, not to mention that they are the boss's daughter, she can't afford to offend them.

So she is not hard, she is soft.

"Sister Zhang, take pity on us, we are all people from the mountains, we finally got out and got a job... The whole family is living on our wages. Without this job, the elderly in the family will live. The children can't eat or wear clothes..."

Jin Taotao burst into tears, looking really sad: "Besides, if everyone knew that I had implicated them, they would kill me!"

This is really possible.

Now the whole family relies on her sister, gives her face, and obeys her instructions, but if Hua Zhao is convicted that she lost the job, they can eat her!

Jin Taotao is young, with a round face, cute when she smiles, and pitiful when she cries.

Zhang Guilan also liked her in the past, and none of her three daughters are so lively and coquettish.

But now, after Hua Zhao's analysis, she only felt cold.

"What Pengcheng lacks most now is people. Every restaurant is recruiting workers, so it's easy to find a job." Zhang Guilan took Hua Zhao and left.

Seeing that she couldn't cry, Jin Taotao was heartless and changed her strategy: "Today it's my fault! It's me who caused trouble for the hotel, it's me who caused trouble! If you want to punish me, punish me alone, it's none of their business! Just fire me alone!"

Hua Zhao looked back at her, but she didn't expect that she was quite smart, she had an overall view, and she could make trade-offs.

Before that, I really felt that Jin Yuanyuan had the backing and unscrupulous, and regarded their restaurant as my own.

No, if it was her own family, she wouldn't make trouble.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's useless." Hua Zhao said to her: "I'm fired, go get the things now, move out of the staff dormitory, I'll come to collect the house tomorrow morning, if it's still there, don't Blame me for clearing it out."

"Why are you so excessive! So unsympathetic! You are being rich and unkind!" Jin Taotao shouted behind her.

No one paid attention to her, and the group crowded the bus to go.

Jin Yuanyuan hid in the alley, but did not come out.

When she came out, she did what she had discussed with Ouyang Mi.

The bodyguards didn't take the children too far, the southern style, just standing on the street, was surprising enough for the children.

Seeing that Hua Zhao was leaving, they went to squeeze the bus, and Hua Zhao continued to take a taxi...

The children have no opinion.

Hua Zhao is exercising their abilities, they all know.

Pengcheng Hotel, Qin Zhuo, and Sun Shang were all waiting there.

After sending the children away, coaxing Xiao Shenxing to sleep and letting Ye Shen watch, Hua Zhao went to see them.

"How is it? After thinking about it for so long, which direction did you choose?" Hua Zhao asked Qin Zhuo.

As if she encouraged Qin Zhuo to go out and do it alone, instead of being a manager under her, she hoped that he could spell "President Qin" by himself.

Qin Zhuo was beaten with blood, and went out to find a career that he could fight for his whole life.

As a result, it has been changed several times, and it is still not settled.

When Qin Zhuo was asked, he immediately touched his head a little embarrassedly: "There are too many industries that make money! Why do I feel like there is gold everywhere? Doing everything to make money? It's just a question of making more money and making less."

From building a house, to setting up a street stall, to selling cars, to selling screws, everything makes money.

He felt dazzled.

In the past few months, he has done several things, earning more or less money. Before entering the business, he liked it, but after entering, he felt that it was not the case.

For example, selling clothes is definitely a huge profit now!

But every year you have to change so many models, and you have to bet on which explosion model and which thunderbolt.

If the model explodes, you have to work overtime and work overtime.

Still have to sell materials, find workers, find designers, find merchants... Day after day, year after year.

After one season, he broke down.

He thinks he's going to die early to do this thing for the rest of his life.

"Sister-in-law, please show me a clear path!" Qin Zhuo said, "I will do whatever you want me to do! Well, I want someone who makes more money and is more relaxed..."

He was a little embarrassed.

"It's not easy to point out, if I say clothes are fine, but you don't like them." Hua Zhao said.

Qin Zhuo's troubles have been written to tell her.

Ask her to say, it's only 81 years, how can there be so many troubles in the clothing industry, now is the time to pick up money, the most relaxed time!

As long as the clothes produced are not the gray, yellow and blue of the past, as long as they are brighter and there is a change, they are explosive styles.

Qin Zhuo couldn't take it anymore, and she couldn't help it either.

"I may not be able to do it in the manufacturing industry. No matter what the manufacturing industry is, it seems that it has to be replaced. If you don't change it, you can't keep up with the times." Qin Zhuo said.

It was only recently that he discovered that he had this problem. He was afraid of trouble. If it was too troublesome, he would be anxious when he thought about it.

"Is there any industry that changes the soup or not? If you find out, you can eat it for a lifetime?" Qin Zhuo asked embarrassedly.

"In the catering industry, open a restaurant. If you like it, you can specialize in one dish and open a century-old brand." Hua Zhaodao.

One roast duck, one tendon, one duck head, one thing, one thing can be eaten for a lifetime, inherited for a hundred years, easy and simple.

It is suitable for people like Qin Zhuo.

But Qin Zhuo still shook his head: "I tried it, but I found out that I don't want to open a restaurant, so I can leave this job to Aunt Zhang."

He chuckled: "The key is that I think that opening a restaurant would be too small and make too little money."

He didn't want to compete with Zhang Guilan for a job. Zhang Guilan probably had a gourmet meal in his life, and his peers were enemies after all.

Besides, he really doesn't care.

He wants to open a business, a large enterprise, not a restaurant.

Hua Zhao looked at him and didn't tell him about the future prospects and profits of chain restaurants and franchise models. In 1981, these were really too early.

Just a unified distribution, can not do, talk about what chain, join.

"How much money do you have?" Hua Zhao asked.

How much money can you do?

If you take a loan, you can't get three melons and two dates now.

They don't even look at the "huge" loans of hundreds of thousands.