Female President's Ace Soldier

Chapter 761 Is Boss Shen Constipated?

In the evening, the lights are on.

In Jiangning County, many restaurants on Linyuan Road are full of guests, but there is not a single customer in Mengyuan Restaurant.

The disheartened Shen Mengyuan grabbed a pink handbag on the desk and was about to go out when a young man with sharp edges and bronze skin suddenly swaggered into her office.

Shen Mengyuan was slightly taken aback, and quickly cast a pair of scrutinizing eyes on the man.

The man is about 1.7 meters tall, with an inch head and a square face. His face is clean and he doesn't have a beard. He wears a white cotton T-shirt on his upper body, a pair of gray jeans on his lower body, and a pair of shoes. Old-fashioned Beijing cloth shoes.

"Xiao Yuanyuan, I heard that you are recruiting a secretary?" After entering the door, Ma Minghui sat down on a long wooden chair on the right side of the door. The filter-tipped cigarette had already ignited white smoke; he looked playfully at the tall, beautiful woman two meters away, and thought to himself: I didn't expect Shen Mengyuan herself to be more beautiful than in the photo!Of course, compared to Ye Qingcheng, it was still a little bit worse.

"I recruited the hall manager!"

"Are you here to be funny, or to apply for a job?"

Shen Mengyuan dropped her handbag and stood in front of the desk with her arms crossed, staring at Ma Minghui, who was not serious no matter what.

Ma Minghui chuckled to ease the atmosphere in the room, "Yuanyuan, don't be afraid—just think I'm here to apply for the job."

"Did you apply for the job like this?" Shen Mengyuan snorted, then stared at Ma Minghui and asked, "Where did you see the recruitment information? Didn't you see that there is a parenthesis with the word 'female' behind the hall manager?" Are you peeing standing up or - squatting? Also, we are not familiar at all, you are not allowed to call me Yuanyuan - no, even if you are familiar with it, you are not allowed to call me that!"

Thinking of her elder brother Shen Menglong's unique address to her, Shen Mengyuan gritted her teeth angrily.

"So many questions, which one do you want me to answer first?" Ma Minghui continued to smile harmlessly.

Shen Mengyuan still had an irritable expression on her face, "Come in order!"

"Okay, first of all - I saw your recruitment information on the Internet and outside the store, and second, if you want to know how I pee, don't you just go to the bathroom with me?"

"Hooligans—shameless!" Shen Mengyuan suddenly stretched out her hand and slapped the desk loudly.

Ma Minghui laughed again, revealing a row of neat teeth, "Who said I have no teeth - don't I have a good set of teeth?"

"you--"

Faced with such a superb product, Shen Mengyuan felt at a loss.

Ma Minghui smiled again, "What's the matter with me? I also want to ask, why do you have to recruit a woman for the hall manager? Is it only women who can attract customers?"

"You're right—look at the lobby managers of the few well-run restaurants across the street, which one is not as beautiful as a flower?!"

Recently, the business of Mengyuan Restaurant has gone from bad to worse, but the business of the restaurants opposite is in full swing. Shen Mengyuan feels that the root cause of this huge difference is that she doesn't have a beautiful manager who can both manage affairs and attract customers, so she Notices were posted on the Internet and at the entrance of the hotel to recruit female hall managers; it has been a week, and there are quite a few people applying for the job, but no one who meets the requirements has been found yet!

Shen Mengyuan is that anxious!

"Yanyan, you probably haven't figured it out. You are running a restaurant, and the customers are here to eat, not to look at the vases!" Ma Minghui blew out a smoke ring and replied disapprovingly.

"You are quite reasonable, but I have special requirements for recruiting the hall manager - can you know kung fu?" Shen Mengyuan rolled her eyes and asked coldly.

"The 72-way kung fu is basically good, of course, the most proficient is that kind of kung fu!" Ma Minghui snuffed out the filter, flicked his finger, and flew it directly into the trash can under the computer desk.

"You can get out!" Shen Mengyuan naturally knew what side was referring to, and immediately became angry again.

"Boss, can we get off work?"

At this moment, two men and two women suddenly came to the door of the office and looked eagerly at Shen Mengyuan, who was burning with anger. They were the chef, the builder, the dishwasher, and the waiter of the restaurant; The wind blows down, but when it's time to get off work, it seems that the dogs can't catch up, and everyone is full of energy.

"You get off work at seven o'clock? Is this still a restaurant?" Ma Minghui looked at the wristwatch on his left hand with a look of disbelief.

The four employees who had originally ignored Ma Minghui's existence cast cold glances at him at the same time, although they didn't reply.

If eyes could kill, they would have torn this kid into pieces!

"Wait a minute! I have something to tell you."

After Shen Mengyuan caught the expressions on the faces of the four people, she suddenly smiled at Ma Minghui, "If you really came to apply for the job, then go to the staff lounge next door and wait for me for a minute, and I'll talk to you after I finish talking to them." !"

"Don't say 1 minute, I'll wait for an hour!"

Ma Minghui didn't even think about it, but agreed without hesitation.

Seeing the boy walking out of the boss's office in a proper manner, everyone cast contemptuous glances at him, and secretly sneered in their hearts: "You want to be the manager of the hall with this ghostly appearance, it's so ridiculous, it's even more ridiculous." What's more, this dilapidated restaurant is about to close down. I don't know if he can get a month's salary?

"Did you all see that guy just now? Defeat him for me, and I'll give each of you a hundred yuan bonus! Of course - if anyone can defeat him alone, the four hundred yuan will belong to him!"

When Ma Minghui walked out of her sight, Shen Mengyuan quickly took out four red old man's heads from her handbag, and waved them in front of the four employees. Although the money was a bit painful, it was just to test what Ma Minghui called "72 ways of kung fu". , she felt it was still necessary to take it out.

"Mr. Shen, can you copy the guy?"

When the fat cook heard that he was rich, his eyes almost narrowed into a straight line.

"Of course, as long as you don't kill him!"

Shen Mengyuan nodded, and the four of them ran out like a gust of wind, either with a broom or a rolling pin in their hands.

"Wow, are you here to line up to welcome me to join your team? You don't have to make it so grand, do you? I'm flattered by you!" In fact, he had already heard the conversation between Shen Mengyuan and those four people, and the reason why he didn't run away was because he thought it would be a breeze to bring down these people.

"Without further ado!"

Shen Mengyuan crossed her arms, stood at the door of the staff lounge, smiled coldly, and said to Ma Minghui who was standing in the middle of the room, "I'll give you 10 minutes, if you can knock them all down, you will come to work here at nine o'clock tomorrow morning— "

"10 minutes? You're treating them like characters!"

Ma Minghui sneered, and suddenly struck out with both fists at the fat cook. Before everyone saw the essence of the "Dragon Going to Sea" move, the fat cook covered his stomach with his hands and fell heavily to the ground.

"It's your turn!"

Looking at the worker who was still holding the rolling pin, Ma Minghui rushed forward, swung his legs quickly, swept sideways, and with a "boom", the poor guy flew to the corner of the wall like a kite with a broken thread, and then fell down. on the ground.

Nima, from the time he spoke to the time when he shot, at most ten seconds, he actually knocked down two people in a row!

This method is too terrifying, right?

Shen Mengyuan only felt a moment of fear now.

"You two, do you still want me to do it?"

Ma Minghui walked up to the two vulnerable female employees, and asked again with a playful smile.

Seeing that the two men who were knocked down by Ma Minghui were still screaming and did not get up from the ground, the two female workers shook their heads and exclaimed, "Stop beating!"

"Can we go down by ourselves?"

After all, the two female workers really dropped the brooms in their hands and fell asleep on the ground.

Shen Mengyuan couldn't laugh or cry.

Ma Minghui forced Shen Mengyuan to the corner with a leisurely expression, stretched out his hand as a wall-dong gesture, and asked extremely domineeringly, "Xiao Yuanyuan——Is my skill good? Can I go to work directly tomorrow?"

"You—what's your name?"

Sensing the powerful aura of the man in front of her, Shen Mengyuan couldn't help asking tremblingly.

Ma Minghui glanced down, looked at the chest that was close at hand, and secretly smiled, "My brother's name is Ma Minghui! Brother Ma's horse, the bright light, the bright light, you must remember it in this life." !"

"Ma——Ma Minghui? Very good, you, can you let me go to the bathroom first! I'll come out and answer you later?"

"Okay, go, I'll wait for you—" Hearing Shen Mengyuan's rapid breathing, Ma Minghui knew that the girl was quite frightened, so he smiled slightly and made way for her.

Shen Mengyuan quickly ran to the next door on high heels.

Ma Minghui saw the girl open the small door of the room next door, but she still hadn't come out after 10 or [-] minutes. He asked the middle-aged dish washer wearing an apron puzzledly, "Are you Mr. Shen constipated, squatting?" Squatting in a toilet for so long?"