I won 90 million, all I want to do is lie down and relax!

Those who have completed compulsory education are probably familiar with this statement.

This is clearly from a very famous article, Zhu Ziqing's "The Back View".

"This kid, he didn't do it on purpose, did he?"

In college, it was common for roommates to call each other "son" and "father," and to take advantage of each other.

To be honest, it's only in college that you can joke around so freely. Once you enter the workforce, it's hard to keep joking around like that.

Wang Xiao wasn't sure, but he had a strange feeling that his roommate was deliberately taking advantage of him.

On the other side, Lu Zhaoyang almost burst out laughing as soon as he turned his head.

He didn't think about it intentionally; it was purely an instinctive reaction. He couldn't resist when he saw his college classmate, Wang Xiao.

I only realized what I had just said after the joke was almost over.

Lu Zhaoyang entered the store and walked around the front and back kitchens.

Xiang Ge was busy in the kitchen, while Su Rui was checking accounts and inspecting hygiene in the front hall.

He greeted the two men separately before returning outside.

He picked up a table and two stools in each hand and prepared to walk back.

Only then did he notice that there were only two girls setting the table.

Everyone knew each other, and one of the girls saw him and greeted him.

Apart from Brother Xiang and Su Rui, no one here knows that he is one of the bosses.

They assumed he was an acquaintance of the boss, Li Jianxiang, or Su Rui, and that he would occasionally come to work part-time.

Lu Zhaoyang asked curiously, "Where are the other two boys?"

Only after hearing the other party's explanation did Lu Zhaoyang understand.

It turns out that both boys went to driving lessons, and they just happened to be late today.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoyang couldn't help but laugh and said, "What a coincidence! The two of you went to learn together. If you keep running into each other, how hard must it be for you two girls to set up the tables?"

"Who says otherwise? Sister Rui was just angry, saying the two of them have to avoid each other from now on. It's okay, Sister Rui said she'll call two people over to help set things up when the kitchen is empty later," another girl said.

Lu Zhaoyang nodded and didn't say anything more.

He carried the table and chairs he was carrying back to Wang Xiao's side by the roadside.

He pushed the table aside, opened the stool, and said, "Brother Xiao, please sit down first. I see they're a bit busy right now, so I'll go help them out. You can scan the code and order whatever you want. Don't be shy with me."

Wang Xiao was confused for a moment, and before he could understand what it meant, he watched helplessly as his old classmate ran out again.

When he saw Lu Zhaoyang helping the two girls set up the table and chairs, he was completely dumbfounded.

They're customers, so why is my old classmate working instead?

He has been to countless restaurants, and he has never encountered one where customers had to move tables and chairs themselves.

This is clearly illogical.

Could it be that my old classmate is too kind-hearted and eager to help others?

Watching Lu Zhaoyang chatting and laughing with the two girls from time to time, Wang Xiao thought that this was somewhat possible.

If that's the case, this excessive enthusiasm is practically a disease!

Get cure!

Or perhaps, he has some ulterior motive towards one of the two girls?

Wang Xiao looked at it and then felt that this possibility seemed unlikely.

In an instant, countless guesses flashed through his mind.

However, no single theory can perfectly explain why a restaurant sets up tables and chairs for people.

Forget it.

Since you don't understand, just ask them when they get back.

Out of professional habit, Wang Xiao glanced around and began to analyze the barbecue restaurant in front of him.

Only some of the surrounding shops were open.

Most of the others are not only closed, but have never even been occupied or used.

There were few vehicles and pedestrians passing by, the trees planted on both sides of the road were still quite small, and even the bricks and stones paving the ground looked rather new.

It's obvious that the high-rise residential complex next door is new.

Looking at the rows of tables and chairs laid out, and especially at Lu Zhaoyang who was working like an old ox, Wang Xiao was extremely puzzled.

Why set up so many tables?

How could this possibly be full?

A dozen minutes later, Lu Zhaoyang returned.

He was carrying a large fan, and a little girl followed behind him, holding an electrical cord and a power strip.

Once the fan started blowing cool air, the little girl walked away.

Lu Zhaoyang then sat down.

It was so hot, and with such a lot of exercise, he was already covered in sweat.

I just washed my face in the back.

Lu Zhaoyang didn't notice the strange expression on Wang Xiao's face and said to himself, "Brother Xiao, have you ordered anything? If not, I'll order some of our specialties for you to try."

Wang Xiao looked at him solemnly. With a hint of confusion, he asked, "Old Lu, what was that all about? Why are you guys so shady over a meal? Do you have to work for the restaurant?"

"Hahaha!"

Lu Zhaoyang looked up and burst into laughter.

He stopped and, to prevent his old classmate from making wild guesses, proactively explained, "Brother Xiao, I didn't have time to mention earlier, but I actually have a stake in this restaurant."

Investing in? This restaurant.

Wang Xiao was stunned for a moment, but then he realized what was going on.

He had been wondering about something he couldn't understand, but now he finally had an answer.

However, he did not feel relieved.

Based on his experience, opening a restaurant in this run-down place didn't seem like a viable way to make money.

He had just taken a look at the map.

A barbecue restaurant opened in a newly built residential area, with no other residential areas far away.

One side is a river, and the more developed built-up area is on the other side.

For a restaurant, this is a fatal flaw.

After seeing his old classmate's courtyard and his condition, Wang Xiao could roughly understand that his old classmate must have saved up some money before coming back.

"You have no experience in the catering industry, so why did you decide to partner with someone to open a restaurant?" Wang Xiao asked urgently.

"Well, I just got back and hadn't figured out what to do yet, so I just happened to invest some money," Lu Zhaoyang explained with a smile.

"What can I say about you, Lao Lu?"

Wang Xiao slapped his thigh, extremely annoyed. "It's my fault, my fault! I was too late!"

He was very familiar with this approach; he had heard countless similar stories.

Countless people work hard away from home, save up some money, and return to their hometowns, thinking of starting a business.

What are you doing?

Open a small restaurant, or partner with someone to open a restaurant.

Countless people who couldn't even make a decent breakfast opened restaurants, and the result was...

The result, naturally, was that eight or nine out of ten people lost everything, not even their underwear.

"Are you late?"

Lu Zhaoyang was taken aback at first, then chuckled, "Brother Xiao, is your nose that sensitive?"

He glanced back; there were no customers yet, and the kitchen seemed to be still cooking.

My old classmate smelled the aroma and couldn't wait to get in?