I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 21 The Best Guard Dog
  "No rules no standards!"

“If you don’t accumulate small steps, you can’t reach a thousand miles!”

"The first step for Peace Hotel to go global starts with the employee code of conduct!"

Lin Yuan looked solemn.

Now that we have taken over the Peace Hotel, we will naturally build the Peace Hotel into the best hotel in the world.

It's the kind where even if a leader of a country wants to come for dinner, he has to make a reservation half a year in advance to barely be considered a success!

After sending He Yuelian away, Lin Yuan made something out of nothing, a wooden board and a pen stained with ink.

"employee rules:
  Number one, the boss’s rules are just rules! "

This was the code that Lin Yuan thought was most suitable and most beneficial to him, and based on this, he did not write it randomly.

After careful thinking, we came up with three rules.

"Let's do this for now. When I think of it, I'll add more."

Lin Yuan thought so and casually added a sentence at the bottom of the board:

The final interpretation of the employee code belongs to Lin Yuan, the owner of Peace Hotel!
  "This sentence is to ensure my core interests as the boss and the most beneficial thing."

Lin Yuan came to the back kitchen and hung the wooden board with the employee rules written on it behind the door.

After all, it's just an employee code, meant for internal employees. It would be inconvenient for guests to see it, and it could easily lead to people misunderstanding that he, the boss, is treating his employees harshly.

After walking out of the door, Lin Yuan suddenly turned around. With a thought, the words "Final Right of Interpretation" that were already very small suddenly seemed to come alive. They lined up and climbed directly to the back of the board.

"This way, it looks more concise."

Lin Yuan left the kitchen with satisfaction, but did not rest.

After traveling to the Peace Hotel, he slept very little, but he could fall into a deep sleep every time. Even if he only slept for four or five hours, he could get enough rest to satisfy his body.

Besides, he still had some unfinished business.

The utility room is next to the kitchen. Previously, Lin Yuan asked Yang Jian and other high school students to help get the rats in, so now he naturally wanted to go and take a look.

If it's a mess, that's not okay.

Rats carry many viruses with them.

He didn't want his hotel to end up becoming a place where the plague was raging.

Squeak!

The door opened, and a neatly organized pile of mice appeared.

The pile of more than 7,000 mice was still very impressive, almost filling more than half of the utility room, but Lin Yuan was still satisfied.

"At least it's not a mess. I can barely tell that they really put their best efforts into it, and they didn't blame me for exempting them from the bill. Sure enough, the goodwill is mutual."

"But there are still risks with a bunch of rats here. In that case, then..."

Gold fingers created out of nothing can achieve the effect of bartering, that is, exchange.

In Lin Yuan's thoughts, the large number of mice suddenly disappeared in pieces, replaced by pieces of dried bacon.

It only takes a few breaths.

The sight of more than 7,000 mice originally piled together, even if you don't have trypophobia, will make you feel uncomfortable when you look at it, and it instantly becomes harmonious.

Strips of dried wax meat hang on the roof, which looks very spectacular.

"Although I don't eat it, it looks better this way, and there will be no viruses or anything like that." After handling the pile of food reserves, Lin Yuan came to the door again and squatted down.

The Chinese Pastoral Dog (Knocker) was still lying quietly. Lin Yuan kicked the cage, but the dog did not move at all.

"Is the anesthesia effect too good? You won't die, right?"

Lin Yuan was a little worried, but at this time, the Chinese Pastoral Dog (Knocker) slowly opened its eyes, then looked at Lin Yuan, and slowly stretched out its front paws.

Bang!
  Bang! Bang!
  Bang!
  Bang! Bang!
  The dog's claws were slowly tapping on the cage, and regular tapping sounds were heard. The skin of the Chinese Pastoral Dog (Knocker) gradually turned blue and black, and it had a tendency to spread outside the body, creating supernatural phenomena.

"Haha! Sure enough, our native dogs are the most intelligent and they already know how to interact with their new owners. This is good, as it saves the effort of training."

Lin Yuan laughed happily.

And with his laughter, the strangeness of the Chinese Pastoral Dog (Knocker) suddenly disappeared, and everything returned to normal, as if it were a real dog.

But it's still there, tapping stubbornly and insistently.

Lin Yuan was a little confused and said tentatively: "There are no outsiders here now, so there is no need to knock on the door."

Bang!
  With the last stop, the Chinese pastoral dog (knocker) stopped knocking, staring at Lin Yuan with a pair of dog eyes, as if he wanted to remember Lin Yuan in his heart.

Lin Yuan smiled and said: "From now on, don't wander around outside, just stay here and help me look after the door. Don't worry, I won't starve you."

He seemed to understand what Lin Yuan said.

The Chinese Pastoral Dog (Knocker) squatted down like a stone lion statue placed at the door of a wealthy family, holding its head high and looking directly at the thick white mist facing the hotel door.

Judging from its appearance, it looks like it will attack whenever someone comes over.

Lin Yuan was very satisfied and tentatively took away the cage. He found that the Chinese Pastoral Dog (Knocker) was still the same, and he was temporarily relieved.

However, for safety reasons, the cage in his hand turned into a rope and then flew out.

One end was tied around the neck of the Chinese Pastoral Dog (Knocker), and the other end was tied to the pillar at the entrance of the hotel.

"By the way, if it's a store employee or a customer, you can't bite anyone randomly. Do you understand?"

Chinese Pastoral Dog (knocker): "Woof!"

"Okay, okay, this is a reward for you."

Lin Yuan stretched out his hand, and a piece of bacon immediately appeared in his empty palm, and then turned into a bone with meaty foam.

"Eat."

"Wang!"

The Chinese Pastoral Dog (Knocker) caught the bone thrown by Lin Yuan and then bit it.

"Not bad, the configuration of the store is getting better and better."

Lin Yuan returned to the hotel with satisfaction and still did not leave. Instead, he came to the checkout counter and said, "Can I get the phone number of the supplier who delivers the ingredients? How much does it cost? A thousand wax meats? Thirty yuan. It's a bit expensive. , but... forget it, just thirty. As long as you have a source of ingredients, why do you care about this little money? "

Following Lin Yuan's heroic will, a thousand pieces of wax flesh disappeared like phantoms in the utility room.

Lin Yuan also had a card in his hand, with a series of numbers written on it:
  000093.

"One more digit than the hotel number? Are phone numbers so unfair these days?"

Lin Yuan complained while picking up the landline and making a call. At this time, a harsh ringtone rang in a city where a supernatural incident had just been solved.

(End of this chapter)