Chapter 478 - 377: The Benefits at Jiang Liu’s Shop Are This Good?

Chapter 478: Chapter 377: The Benefits at Jiang Liu’s Shop Are This Good?

Half of them were her customers!

"Gone..."

"All gone!"

Yang Yixue muttered to herself.

"What are you talking about?" Li Xiaoyan hadn’t heard her clearly. She was thinking about getting some fish to eat after they were done.

"Our restaurant is completely finished..." Yang Yixue said, utterly crestfallen.

The pride and fighting spirit that had swelled that morning were now completely crushed, with not a speck remaining.

The satisfied smiles on the faces of the customers across the street had extinguished any fight she had left.

’So fragile.’

The words echoed in Yang Yixue’s mind.

Li Xiaoyan still wasn’t ready to give up. "Why don’t we wait a few more days? Maybe things will turn around..."

"There’s no chance..."

Yang Yixue shook her head. "Jiang Liu’s restaurant has really taken off. He’s not only drawn in all the nearby office workers, but he’s also stolen away the regulars our restaurant built up."

In short,

Every customer her restaurant had ever won—and even those it couldn’t—had been swallowed up by Jiang Liu in one fell swoop.

A chill went through Yang Yixue’s heart.

"He did this on purpose! He probably saw we were making money, so he rushed to borrow some and open his own place. So what if he found a recipe somewhere? What’s he so smug about..."

Li Xiaoyan couldn’t stop herself from cursing again.

’Looks like selling is the only option...’ Yang Yixue ignored Li Xiaoyan.

She knew her mother was just an idiot who only knew how to curse.

If it weren’t her own mother, she would have kicked the life out of Li Xiaoyan long ago.

Yang Yixue contacted an agency.

The agent wasn’t surprised. He asked about the location and the general situation.

He told Yang Yixue to name her price, and he would handle the sale.

Yang Yixue said through gritted teeth, "Let’s say 800,000. I just took over this place less than a month ago. A lot of the equipment is brand new."

The agent was speechless. "Ma’am, I’m aware of the situation over there. It’s not going to be easy to sell at that price. People aren’t stupid."

Being called "Ma’am" nearly made Yang Yixue lose her composure.

’Do I sound that old? Is my voice that unpleasant?’

She retorted curtly, "Why do you care so much? Do I need you to tell me how to price my own shop? Just list it at this price. If the price is higher, don’t you make a bigger commission?"

"Fine!"

The agent couldn’t be bothered to argue with a woman like her. Without another word, he listed her shop online.

Yang Yixue hung up the phone.

Jiang Liu’s success made her sick to her stomach.

All she wanted was to see Jiang Liu as a penniless beggar, chasing after her and begging for a reconciliation. She wanted to go on dates right in front of him, making him suffer and plead!

Yang Yixue strode into the back kitchen. Seeing several chefs just chatting made her even more annoyed.

’Am I paying you to stand around and have fun?’

"You all clean up the shop. The chefs from the other restaurants can go back to their original stores tomorrow," Yang Yixue said coolly.

It wasn’t like she could compete with Jiang Liu anyway.

So the chefs she had transferred over were useless now.

She had to send them back to work right away, so they wouldn’t keep lazing around on her dime.

The thing she hated most was employees who took her money but didn’t work.

"President Yang..."

The expressions of the four veteran chefs who had been transferred over darkened.

"Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?" the tallest, oldest chef asked with a frown.

"How is it inappropriate? What, you want to keep collecting my salary to slack off in this shop?"

The tall chef’s voice was low. "President Yang, it’s not that. I’ve worked in your restaurants for so long. When have I ever slacked off?"

"It’s just that... you ordered me to come here without any notice, and now you’re telling me to leave without any notice. You think you can just summon me and dismiss me at will?"

’I’m here to work, not to be treated like a dog!’

He didn’t say this out loud. He wasn’t worried about himself, but he was afraid of dragging down the other chefs who had come with him.

The short, chubby chef next to him quickly chimed in.

"That’s right, President Yang. You transferred us over here, six kilometers away. I already told my landlord I was moving out. Now you..."

"I also told my roommate I was moving out. They’ve already packed my things for me, and I’ve paid the deposit to the landlord here."

"What does that have to do with me?" Yang Yixue frowned.

Her voice was cold. "You take my money, so you follow my orders. Is there a problem?"

"As for you giving up your apartments, did I tell you to do that?"

"Besides, if you all were any good, if your skills were better, would this shop be in this state, with not a single customer?"

"Hmph." She glanced at the silent men and felt even more justified.

"The nerve of you. I haven’t even blamed you yet! And here you are, complaining to me. Enough. Pack your things and get back to work. I don’t pay slackers!"

After saying her piece, Yang Yixue turned and left.

The chefs’ faces were grim. The tall chef clenched his fists.

But there was nothing they could do.

When they came, she had said the bun recipe was precious.

They had to sign contracts with a hefty penalty clause for quitting.

If they resigned, they would have to pay a fine.

The problem was...

They hadn’t even seen what their paychecks looked like yet.

"Forget it. Let’s just put up with it for now."

"Old Hong, I’ll help you move later."

The men sighed in resignation.

Working here was too hard.

The tall chef said, "I have a friend who works at Tongtong Restaurant. He’s a server, and his benefits are even better than ours."

"What? A server’s benefits are better than ours? No way..." the chubby chef said in disbelief.

"It’s true, I can vouch for it." The young chef who had mentioned his roommate raised his hand and said,

"I specifically asked around. The servers at Tongtong Restaurant make a base salary of around 3,500. Not only do they get to eat all the delicious food in the restaurant for free, but they also get nearby air-conditioned dorms. With bonuses and everything, they take home at least four or five thousand a month!"

The chubby chef and another dark-skinned chef felt a pang of jealousy.

Their salary was only 5,500. Crucially, it didn’t include housing, and they only got a 50% discount on meals at the restaurant.

Even with the discount, it was more expensive than eating out!

"What about their chefs’ benefits?" the chubby one asked, voicing the question they were all dying to know.

The tall one thought for a moment and said,

"At least 10,000. And the boss is a capable and very humane person. As long as you work hard, forget 10,000—he wouldn’t have a problem giving you another 10,000 as a bonus in a single month!"

Their jaws dropped.

"Holy cow, twenty thousand a month? Plus a nearby air-conditioned dorm and free food? That’s the life!"

The tall chef added, "They cover your social insurance and housing fund starting your second month. If you get sick, you can take paid leave and get your medical expenses reimbursed."

"What’s more, their contracts are very relaxed. You don’t have to bear any major consequences. As long as you don’t deliberately cause trouble in the restaurant, and if you haven’t done anything wrong, you can resign with one month’s notice, no problem. They’ll settle your salary immediately."

The men looked at each other.

They were numb with envy.

Jealousy!

Regret.

Anger.

Anger at the injustice they suffered at Yang’s!

Yang Yixue returned to the main hall.

She immediately ordered all the store managers to stop hiring. They didn’t need anyone else!

As soon as she said it,

all the store managers flipped out.

’Is she playing house with us?’

’We worked our asses off to recruit people for you, the contracts are signed, and now you’re saying you don’t want them?’

The store managers’ group chat immediately blew up with questions.

Zhong Xingye, the manager of Store 12: "President Yang, you can’t do this. I just hired a chef over here. I signed the contract with him, and I even helped him rent an apartment nearby."

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