Chapter 1702: Chapter 1559: Idle Chatter and Complaints
Chen Yuan is soone who can really take advice.
Even though no one else in the family is better at security asures than him, when Wu Lan ntioned it, he earnestly agreed. But instead of reconfiguring everything, he took out his tablet to explain:
"We’ve got surveillance in place all over. Any gaps, we’ve gradually covered. Inside the factory, soone monitors the security office caras 24/7."
"Chestnut Garden, Tea Garden, Shitou Slope, even Old Man Li’s Tea Garden, all have assigned security offices."
It’s just that there’s nothing much to steal from the Tea Garden, and Chestnut Garden hasn’t reached harvest ti, so there’s no one stationed there for now.
"We also bring a dog along every day to help with the security shifts."
"If soone does sneak around, the surveillance system will alert us imdiately and record it. We’ll see it too, they won’t get away."
With this said, the family’s different estates are run like a confidential unit, so how could Wu Lan still be worried?
She only cared about one thing now: "With all those hundreds of acres, are you managing okay, or are you getting tired? Do you need more help?"
Chen Yuan burst out laughing.
He looked quite rugged, and when he first ca, he seed a bit sullen. Now his skin was even more sun-tanned, but his energy was off the charts, and his white teeth glead when he smiled.
"No need, we’ve got just enough people to get by."
Truly enough, most of the village focused on prevention, and incidents happened rarely throughout the year. It wouldn’t be ideal to have too many people with nothing to do.
Still, Wu Lan was cheerful: "Well then, you all get busy. Once the peaches on the mountain ripen, I’ll have everyone pick a box for you—oh, when are you heading back ho? If you go back, I’ll get you a big waterlon to take."
Poor guys, able-bodied though inconvenienced, living away from ho—if they’re not treated well, it just feels pitiful.
There are already holiday gift packages arranged for the Dragon Boat Festival, and now with Wu Lan promising these gifts too, Chen Yuan felt a bit embarrassed but also very tempted:
"Well... can I buy a few more?"
This group doesn’t really lack money—they’re on military pensions, with so spent and so saved. Besides, the state gives them a monthly subsidy, and they earn a salary here...
It’s not really how Wu Lan imagined it.
Wu Lan actually knew and advised: "You’re different from regular employees. I won’t stop you from buying, but each person can only buy 3 waterlons, okay? But I tell you, you haven’t even started a family yet. No matter how much you save, it’s never enough, so don’t waste money."
Her thinking was simple: no matter how normal these guys appeared, their disabilities were undeniable.
What girl from a good family wouldn’t want soone whole and healthy?
These guys are all decent; she didn’t want them to settle, so saving more money now would prove they could support themselves when they found soone suitable.
Plus, she had her own little thoughts: These guys work really well at ho, making life easier, so she didn’t want them to leave.
So, she reminded him again: "Don’t forget, Tantan ntioned buying land in town to build a house. If you don’t save more money, how will you afford that big house in the future?"
Chen Yuan couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear, nodding repeatedly.
There’s more!
Wu Lan had long instructed Aunt Zhang Hong to choose carefully for the bachelor guys and still offered advice:
"Tell the guys on your team if they want to join any matchmaking events, take a chance to visit Zhang Hong’s house. If there’s anything that needs doing, lend a hand while you’re at it."
"Your Aunt Zhang Hong is quick and capable, she knows all the boys and girls in the ten miles and eight villages! If you make a good impression, she’ll introduce soone nice."
Chen Yuan was both amused and frustrated!
He did plan to buy a house and settle down, but his parents hadn’t been told a thing! It seed way too early to think about it seriously.
But he did rember Wu Lan’s reminder.
When the group returned to the mountain, Wu Lan couldn’t help but think: Wonder if the liquor is selling well?
They spent so much on the Tasting eting... really hope Boss Chang doesn’t lose money. If it works out, maybe they should brew more liquor!
After all, since Song Tan ntioned wanting to buy a piece of land in town to build, nothing’s moved forward.
She didn’t understand how lengthy and tedious the land acquisition process could be, but with no news, maybe sothing was stuck. Best to earn more money to be more secure.
...
Song Tan, unaware her mom was planning to push her into real estate, was strolling up the mountain with Lun Chuan, listening to Boss Chang’s lants.
It was getting dark now, and Boss Chang’s complaints weren’t about the Tasting eting going wrong but rather watching heaps of money slip away. His heart ached!
The smoother the Tasting eting went, the higher the expectations, the more his heart ached.
What legitimate restaurant can’t even supply dishes on a normal day?
The dinner wasn’t even served yet, and so many regular custors were already inquiring about mbership cards, asking if having one entitled them to buy tea and alcohol... If he had such high production, he wouldn’t have unsold items at the Tasting eting!
Speaking of which, Song Tan did feel the supplies were a bit too little.
She was no longer satisfied with just "enough for herself," as Boss Chang kept talking about how hard it was to open up the market; she also felt a bit guilty.
So she sincerely said, "Had I known earlier, I shouldn’t have sold it to you. Now that we’re at this point, with clients being strung along, it’s really inappropriate."
After saying this, fearing it hadn’t hit ho for Boss Chang, she added: "Master Qian and his apprentices’ skills, they truly can’t be faulted. Even with ordinary ingredients, they can create remarkable flavors. Whether or not our dishes are involved is secondary..."
Nonsense!!!
Over the phone, Boss Chang almost jumped!
He initially wanted to vent so he could procure more next year. But who’d expect Song Tan to hit him with a straightforward blow, leaving his complaints dangling!
That "whether or not our dishes are involved is secondary"... Without their dishes, custors wouldn’t even choose to co in, waiting for that so-called "secondary"!
In the ti it took for a few words, he ended up sweating profusely under the hotel’s air conditioning and dared not ntion whether it was enough—
People won’t sign contracts with us, that’s just how confident they are!
So he hurriedly ended the call, saying, "We’re about to start serving, gotta get busy—"
Turning around, the first cold dish of dinner had already been plated.
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