I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 708 Peace Hotel - Zhang Youhong

"Boss, what do you think?"

When Wang Xiaoming asked him the question, Lin Yuan waved his hand generously and said, "You decide for yourself! After all, he's one of our own people, we can't give him counterfeit or shoddy products, can we?"

Wang Xiaoming nodded in agreement.

He has always lived by values, and even after arriving at the Peace Hotel, he did not change this habit. However, this does not mean that he does not admire Lin Yuan's warm and kind personality.

After all, only when such a state and atmosphere prevail everywhere will his value theory be as effective as a dimensional reduction attack!

Zhang Youhong's situation is actually quite simple. The real analogy is just like the conversation between Lin Yuan and Wang Xiaoming earlier: too much information, but not enough storage space.

At this point, the raw materials in the robot manufacturing factory can come in handy.

Let alone one Zhang Youhong, even ten Zhang Youhongs could replicate it. Of course, the results would depend on Zhang Youhong herself.

Although the consumption is somewhat high, after all, it has to withstand the power of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, but with Ghost Lake Fish Pond, these dyes can be replenished to the greatest extent.

That's right.

The dyes here are replenished through supernatural means. It just so happens that the Peace Hotel is lacking in everything else, but it has no shortage of vengeful spirits or supernatural items.

The effects of the paranormal are a process, and in order to better study them, Wang Xiaoming will strive to participate in every stage of the process.

In order to cultivate Wang Xiaoming, Lin Yuan will give him enough time to study these things. Perhaps in the future, he can develop some gadgets with good cost performance, which can also enhance the Peace Hotel's commercial competitiveness.

Of course, if Wang Xiaoming's strength suddenly explodes and he researches supernatural items that are useful to Lin Yuan, it would be like winning a multi-million dollar lottery prize, and Lin Yuan would be very happy.

While Wang Xiaoming was busy, Lin Yuan suddenly pulled out a stack of papers from somewhere and handed them to Zhang Youhong with a bright smile on his face. "Xiao Zhang, take a look at this contract. If there are no problems, sign it. It will also allow you to use a new, complete body."

Zhang Youhong was still somewhat moved at that moment, but when she saw the stack of so-called contracts, she immediately wiped away her tears of emotion, not a single drop remaining.

All that remained in his eyes was a deep resentment, simply because the contract was titled: "Boss, are you sure you're making me sign a contract of servitude?"

A contract of sale?
Lin Yuan glanced at the stack of contracts and his expression changed immediately when he saw the three large characters "Contract of Indenture" on them. He quickly snatched the contracts back with a speed that Zhang Youhong couldn't even see, and stuffed a brand new one back in. Then he smiled and said, "I took the wrong one earlier. How could a contract of indenture exist? This is the age of the rule of law."

Zhang Youhong: "..."

The new contract is undoubtedly much more formal; it's a so-called employment contract with many detailed clauses. Just looking at how thick it is, with hundreds of pages in size 5 font, you can tell that the terms and contents are practically no different from a contract of servitude.

At most, it's just a change of name.

But it doesn't matter.

Zhang Youhong calmly turned to the last page, signed her name in the signature area, and then handed it back to Lin Yuan, saying, "Boss, it's signed."

"So fast? Let me see."

Lin Yuan seemed somewhat surprised. After casually flipping through the pages a few times, he said helplessly, "Xiao Zhang, you signed the wrong page. You need to sign not only the last page, but every single page, and you also need to put your fingerprint on it."

What?
Why don't you listen to what you're saying?
Zhang Youhong's eyes widened, but seeing Lin Yuan's certain gaze, her body trembled slightly with anger. She really wanted to ask:
Are you sure you're not doing this on purpose to mess with me?

However, she ultimately held back, especially when she saw Wang Xiaoming working hard beside her and the constantly roaring machines; she had no choice but to endure it.

Then, Zhang Youhong found a table, picked up a pen, and began signing each page of the 125-page contract.

Lin Yuan was very satisfied with this scene. "That's more like it. Now that you've joined the Peace Hotel, you shouldn't be so out of touch with reality. It's time to work on your patience."

That's right, Lin Yuan did it on purpose, so what?
From now on, Zhang Youhong will officially become a member of the store. With the effect of the White Mist Ghost Domain, she will not have any bad attitude or thoughts towards Lin Yuan, but this will not affect her attitude towards others.

When one's strength surpasses their status, anyone with even a little ambition will try to change the situation.

Zhang Youhong's ambition is self-evident. If things return to normal after this incident, the situation between her and Liu Qingqing will definitely not be pleasant.

Lin Yuan is only using this method to temper her temperament.

As for what happens next, it definitely needs to be handled properly, but we'll have to see how things unfold.

Especially Liu Qingqing, we need to see if she has truly matured.

If even with Lin Yuan's prior bias, they still can't control Zhang Youhong, then they'll have no choice but to go back to work at the store and hand over ownership of the branch.

Ability is what Lin Yuan needs most.

After what seemed like an eternity, Zhang Youhong finally finished signing the contract. Just as she handed it over, Wang Xiaoming came over and said, "Boss, everything's been set up."

“Alright, Xiao Zhang, you go with Xiao Wang. Once things are settled here, you can go back to see your brother one last time,” Lin Yuan said.

Zhang Youhong nodded and followed Wang Xiaoming to a machine.

How should I put it about this machine?

It looked like a larger coffin, except that many unexplained lines extended from all directions. The sight made Zhang Youhong frown and feel a chill run down her spine.

But having come this far, she wouldn't allow herself to back down.

“The contract has already been signed. Even if it's just for Zhang Dong's sake, he can't possibly give up on me. If I give up this opportunity, with him around, I won't even have the chance to live a second life in Liu Qingqing's body. Now, this is my only and last choice.”

Zhang Youhong took a deep breath and then entered the coffin box, which was covered with electrical wires.

Wang Xiaoming closed the box, and lights from all directions came on, but there was no machine noise, which proved that this machine was special.

He observed and took notes attentively from the side, even temporarily forgetting about Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan didn't seem to mind. He leisurely sipped his coffee, waiting for things to finish, while Wang Xiaoming glanced over occasionally. Once he confirmed Lin Yuan had his own things to do, he didn't pay any more attention… Wait, where did the coffee come from?

After an unknown amount of time, the wires on the coffin began to turn black, and the coffin lid reopened, revealing Zhang Youhong lying inside.

Lin Yuan also came over, looked Zhang Youhong up and down, and nodded with satisfaction, saying, "Not bad! Xiao Wang, your skills are getting better and better. I'll have to give you a raise in the future."

“Okay, then I won’t stand on ceremony.” Wang Xiaoming certainly wouldn’t stand on ceremony.

His salary was also used to buy experimental materials. After all, the Peace Hotel was different from the headquarters; it would not provide him with experimental materials unconditionally. Instead, he had to pay for them himself.

This gave him a bit of a headache, but he had no choice but to abide by the rule set by Lin Yuan.

His salary is usually very low, so any increase he can get now will help him purchase more experimental materials.

Of course, it wasn't that Lin Yuan was being too stingy; rather, he wanted to give Wang Xiaoming something to do so he wouldn't waste his energy thinking about trivial things all day long.

With a soft moan, Zhang Youhong opened her eyes.

She seemed to have just woken up and wasn't fully awake yet; her eyes were still a little blurry. But when she noticed Lin Yuan and Wang Xiaoming in front of her, her expression quickly focused.

She quickly sat up, feeling her body's condition. A hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and she respectfully said to Lin Yuan, "Thank you, boss, thank you so much..."

Even with all the planning and arrangements, she never imagined that she could truly live out her second life. At most, she would become a similar person or a similar flower, possessing her own memories and supernatural powers. That was all.

But now, with the help of "shop manager" Lin Yuan, she has actually been resurrected in a body that is entirely her own, even though this body is not a real human body, but a supernatural one.

But this body can now fully contain everything about her, from memories to the supernatural.

Now she has fully come back to life, instead of needing an incense stick to guide her consciousness as before, which limited her to only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

That incense stick is now burning in her mind, burning brightly and endlessly.

As long as "fuel" can be added in time to keep the incense burning, her condition will not have any problems. And what is this "fuel"?
In the White Mist Ghost Realm, this "fuel" is the white mist itself!
In other words, as long as she is in the White Mist Ghost Realm, she doesn't need to worry about her existence at all, and even if she leaves the White Mist Ghost Realm, she can move around for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

As long as you return to the White Mist Ghost Realm within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the time lost will be slowly made up by the White Mist Ghost Realm.

Now, she's like a new energy vehicle; when she's out and about, she needs to return to the Peace Hotel to recharge before she can continue her activities.

There were restrictions, but she had seen this clause in the contract before, so she wasn't dissatisfied with it; on the contrary, she was full of gratitude.

"No need to be so polite, we're all family. Just work hard and make more money for the store." Lin Yuan waved his hand with a smile, displaying a very kind and parental attitude.

Zhang Youhong nodded vigorously, but a longing appeared in her eyes for the "store manager".

At the entrance of the Peace Hotel, Guo Fan sat on the ground, chatting idly with the watchdog, the starving ghost, Old Hua.

Of course, the watchdog, the starving ghost, and the old man only have that one phrase, "Welcome~", and nothing else.

"Actually, being a dog isn't so bad. When you're hungry, someone will feed you. Unlike being a human, you have to think about this and that. You end up thinking so much, wasting so many brain cells, and in the end, you might end up with nothing."

"Woof~ Welcome~"

"I used to think that as long as I could gain the store manager's appreciation and learn from Fang Shiming to get Li Qingzhi, I could become powerful. But it turns out that Li Qingzhi actually has his own consciousness."

"Woof~ Welcome~"

"Using a human to control a demon tamer? I don't know about others, but if it were me, this situation would definitely not happen, especially since this isn't Okawa City."

"Woof~ Welcome~"

"Perhaps I should change my mindset and direction. Old Hua, what do you think about us teaming up? During the day, I'll open the door for the manager, and you can guard the store. At night, we can go out and explore the world together, wandering the world. What do you think of that kind of life?"

"Woof~ Welcome~"

And so, time passed by, and Guo Fan really didn't mind at all that his "chat friend" was a dog that couldn't give him enough response or emotional value...

It was in this kind of conversation that I found a moment of peace.

At one point, he suddenly stood up, dusted off imaginary dust from his backside, and said, "Old Hua, I have to go now, I need to go to work. I'll come see you again when I have time, and you should think it over carefully. Lu Zhiwen is, after all, still just an outsider."

After walking a few steps, Guo Fan suddenly stopped and turned to look at the billboard next to him.

Below the billboard is the "Gengshen Year Ghost Peddler" setting up his stall.

However, the items displayed by the peddler were all very characteristic of the era, such as small wooden combs, peepholes, and dolls.

The cargo box next to it was half open, and you could vaguely see other goods inside.

He looked like an ordinary peddler, but Guo Fan's eyes gleamed, and he suddenly smiled kindly. "Brother, would you like to live together?"

"This person is from the year of Gengshen," Lin Yuan's voice came from behind.

Guo Fan turned around in a panic, ignoring Zhang Bijian and Wang Xiaoming behind Lin Yuan, and hurriedly said, "Brother Yuan, you've misunderstood, I didn't..."

Lin Yuan waved his hand, stopping Guo Fan from continuing, "I've said before, as long as we're in this shop, we're family. If you really have a connection with this peddler, I won't stop you, but whether he comes to our era or you go to his, it will require money. Just like living apart, if you want to live together, you need resources to support it. If you have the financial means, then there's nothing to say. If not, my advice is to consider it carefully, so as not to make things too difficult later and let some unnecessary factors affect what was originally a pure relationship."

Guo Fan hadn't thought that far ahead; it was just a sudden whim. He hadn't expected that the "store manager" would actually agree to this option.

So, their choices aren't actually that few!

(End of this chapter)