After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

"Brother Song, maybe this father and daughter came to the restaurant to act like scoundrels. Should we kick them out?"

Zhou Hou followed suit and started a fight: "And Xiao Hu, I see he's colluding with two peasants, I don't know what he wants to do, why not drive them away together!"

Taotielou's business has been bad recently, and he is worried that the store will not need so many waiters.

The shopkeeper was obviously more satisfied with Cheng Xiaohu. Maybe by then, the restaurant wouldn't need him anymore.

If we can seize the opportunity to drive Cheng Xiaohu away, he will be able to stay for a long time.

Of course, he couldn't do it on his own.

But it’s different when Fatty Song is here. In the restaurant, Fatty Song’s uncle is a very influential person.

"You dare?" Cheng Xiaohu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Brother Fang stopped him just now because he was afraid that if he came forward, he would offend others and would not be able to continue working in the store.

But letting Brother Fang suffer where he works is more painful than beating him up.

"The shopkeeper said that no matter who comes into the store, they are all customers. Don't you take the shopkeeper seriously?"

"Bah! You're nothing, and you're using the shopkeeper to pressure Brother Song?" Zhou Hou tried to sow discord: "Do you think Brother Song doesn't have a temper?"

Fatty Song was used to being arrogant, and was really unhappy, so he rolled up his sleeves and walked forward.

His big hand directly touched the bamboo basket, took a glance inside, and said disdainfully: "You still have the nerve to send this broken thing to a restaurant?"

"Get out! I've made the decision. Taotie Tower doesn't want this thing. Get out of here now and don't dirty this place!"

As he spoke, Fatty Song waved his hand and was about to overturn the bamboo basket.

Fang Tong was very smart. Seeing that the situation was not good, he took the lead in picking up the bamboo basket on the wooden table and stuffed it into his daughter's hands.

This thing is so valuable, it can't be destroyed.

His face turned ugly: "Come on, forget it! My snacks are for people to eat. Dogs don't deserve them! What a pity! In such a big Taotie building, the owner is not at home, and the vicious dog is the king."

Fang Tongzui is so sharp-tongued that even the women in the village can't talk as eloquently as him!

"You kid, you want to be beaten, right?" Fatty Song couldn't stand being called a dog again, so he raised his finger and pointed at him.

"What? You still want to fight? Are you bullying customers because of your size?"

Fang Tong was not afraid at all and took two steps forward.

Fighting is a common occurrence for him. Although the situation is different today, if the other party dares to attack him, he will lie down and extort money!

Fang Nanzhi was also experienced and picked up a one-meter-long stick from the door.

The guy was taller than her. The little girl was holding a bamboo basket in one hand, so it was difficult for her to hold the wooden stick. But her eyes were shining as she looked somewhere on the fat uncle. This time the stick was long, and he would definitely be knocked down with one hit.

Cheng Xiaohu clenched his fists and stood directly at the front.

"If you dare to touch my big brother, you have to get past me first!"

Fatty Song was stunned for a moment. He had bullied this kid a lot recently, but he could never get a single word out of him no matter how hard he tried. How could he suddenly become so arrogant?

"Mr. Cheng, how can you talk to Brother Song like that?" Zhou Hou was the most gloating!

Now this guy has completely offended someone and will definitely not be able to survive.

He even stepped forward and tried to give Cheng Xiaohu a push.

"You're getting cocky, kid. Just because the shopkeeper praised you a few times, you really think you're a big shot?"

But he tried hard with his hands but couldn't push it forward.

Cheng Xiaohu's eyes were colder than ever before, and he kicked out decisively.

"I'm new here and have no background in the store, so I let you guys bully me. But can you touch my big brother?"

Although Cheng Xiaohu is the youngest among Fang Tonghu's friends, he is usually diligent and easy to talk to, giving people an honest impression.

But he can play with a group of gangsters, he is no pushover!

Zhou Hou was kicked in the calf and felt severe pain. He knelt down on one knee!

His face was grim: "Cheng Xiaohu, you actually..."

Before he could finish his words, the noise in the hall had already alarmed the people behind him.

Chef Song is big and strong, twice as fat as his nephew!

There is a famine now, and the uncle and nephew can eat so much, which shows how much profit they have made.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

"The shopkeeper is going to be out for a while. Can't you guys just behave yourself? What will happen if customers come and see you?"

Fatty Song's face was full of flesh and he was full of impatience.

He took a quick look and immediately noticed that the new waiter was standing opposite his nephew.

Without asking why, he spoke directly: "Cheng Xiaohu, are you causing trouble again? Don't forget how much money your family paid to let you work in the restaurant?"

"Who are these two? Are your cronies here to take advantage of you? Get them out now. Do you really think this restaurant is your home?"

Cheng Xiaohu's eyes turned red.

He was a country boy who couldn't read, but he was quite clever.

Being able to run errands in a big restaurant is indeed a backdoor that the family paid for.

His parents were afraid that he would be bullied, so on his first day as a waiter, they sent some vegetables grown by themselves to the shopkeeper and the chefs in the back.

How could Chef Song be interested in it? He implied that his apprentices gave him two strips of meat every year as a tribute.

But how could the family afford to buy meat? Even if they did, he wasn't an apprentice, so why would he need to curry favor with Chef Song?

But since then, Chef Song couldn't stand him and made things difficult for him everywhere.

"They are guests, not here to extort money." Cheng Xiaohu gritted his teeth.

"Haha, them? Customers? Which dish in the restaurant can they afford?" Chef Song sneered.

Cheng Xiaohu wanted to speak, but Fang Tong stopped him with a look.

He came here to do business through the back door, but he couldn't let his brother lose his job.

Besides, their cakes are good stuff, so they won’t have trouble selling!

Even if we lose the business at Taotielou, there are other places to go! It's not worth it.

"Okay, I've learned a lot." Fang Tong said, "No wonder your restaurant can't compare to the famous Juxianglou."

After saying that, he patted Cheng Xiaohu on the shoulder.

I turned around, pulled my daughter, and was about to leave!

Even if the deal fails, there is still friendship. These guys will definitely regret it in the future.

Fang Nanzhi threw the stick away directly. She was also unhappy. She was young, but as a country bumpkin, she understood everything.

Look down on them!

Humph, she made a face at Chef Song: "Lululu, you're unlucky if you can't have it!"

Seeing the father and daughter were about to leave, Cheng Xiaohu felt bad and hurriedly followed them.

After leaving the store, he said, "Brother Fang, today is bad luck. The shopkeeper is not here. Otherwise, come again tomorrow. If the shopkeeper is here, I can introduce you to someone."

"Brother Fang, I'm sorry, I've implicated you all today."

Cheng Xiaohu was a little dejected. His elder brother had finally come to him for help, but he couldn't help and made him very angry. What was going on?

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fang Tong consoled him, but he also raised an eyebrow: "Are you always getting bullied? Why didn't you tell me?"

Cheng Xiaohu didn't say anything.

What can I say? I finally found this job in the restaurant, so I can only endure it.

"I'll find a way to solve this problem for you later. Don't worry about the cake. We have already made an order with Juxianglou." Fang Tong didn't say much.

"Really? Juxianglou wants our cake?" Cheng Xiaohu was stunned. He thought Zhizhi was just talking nonsense.