At 150 p.m.

Wang Lang drove the conch house to the unfinished building that Qiu Hai found in advance.

Qiu Hai and his men were waiting here long ago.

When a group of people saw a strange thing rushing in, they were confused. When Wang Lang got out of the car, the group of people looked shocked.

Qiu Hai, with dark circles, swallowed his saliva and walked towards Wang Lang.

"Ye Ye Lang, you're here."

After seeing Qiu Hai's dark circles, Wang Lang couldn't help asking, "Didn't you sleep well?"

Qiu Hai laughed dryly, "Are you waiting for Master Lang's call? You didn't dare to sleep."

Wang Lang was happy. It seemed that he had a great deterrence to Qiu Hai, and he could scare Qiu Hai into this.

"Have everyone here?" Wang Lang looked around and glanced around. There were more than 110 people, each of whom was dressed like a standard gangster, but when he saw Wang Lang, his eyes were full of fear.

The world of such people is very simple, and there are not many twists and turns. Whoever has the biggest fist will keep his word.

"Where is the blackboard?" Wang Lang asked again,

Qiu Hai pointed to a place, with a blackboard hanging on the wall, and I don’t know where it got it.

Wang Lang looked at the group of people with a smile, "Today, let Boss Qiu gather everyone together, there is nothing else, just to do some business with everyone, serious business. I can guarantee that within three years, you will get 30,000 yuan a month salary per month, and what you don't want to do, you can leave now."

Everyone looks at me and I look at you, but what Wang Lang said really attracted these people.

These people are all eating and filling every day, and they never thought that tomorrow would not make much money in a month. Perhaps they could get some money through improper means in a certain month, but they could not guarantee that they would have it every month. The one Wang Lang said was at least 360,000 yuan a year, which is fixed, which is much better than their doing this.

After thinking about it, the group of people were quietly waiting for Wang Lang’s later words.

Qiu Hai's mind was spinning quickly, "Master Lang, what do you want to do? Let the brothers have a clear idea first, so that they can have a clear idea in their hearts."

Wang Lang grinned and pointed at the conch house he had opened, "You all saw it that day and all ate it."

After saying this, everyone understood.

Qiu Hai's eyes were rolling, "Of course, you may be unhappy. Isn't your scale too small? Brothers have more than 100 mouths, just one stall, isn't it enough to share?"

Wang Lang grinned, "Who told you that this is the only one? You are already mass-producing. It's enough, but you're afraid that there are not enough people."

"Ye Ye Lang, can you tell me what you want to do specifically?" Qiu Hai lit a cigarette for Wang Lang with a smile.

"I teach you, you can learn, fry skewers." Wang Lang took a breath of cigarette.

A bunch of people look at me and I look at you. Many people’s expressions are very obvious, and they clearly look down on this profession.

Wang Lang looked at the expressions of the group of people and smiled slightly, "It's still time to leave now, but once I learn my things and want to leave, it's too late. I'm a secret recipe and cannot be passed on from outside."

A group of people hesitated. Some people had already wanted to leave, but they were forced to leave under Wang Lang's pressure and were just here.

Wang Lang grinned, "The same thing, leave as soon as possible. I won't stop you and make things difficult for you. Don't regret learning when the time comes. Wang is not a charity person. He doesn't have such a good kindness. Within a minute, if you want to leave, you will leave. If you don't want to leave, I will act as your default."

Qiu Hai's eyes rolled and cleared his throat, "Don't be afraid, Mr. Lang is a person with a temperament. Mr. Lang also said that this is a secret recipe. If anyone doesn't want to learn, he can leave now and don't steal his skills. This makes everyone unhappy. You don't want to do it. If you leave now, Mr. Lang also said that he will not make things difficult for you. Lang is a gentleman. If you say something, he will not make things difficult for you. If you say something, you will not make things difficult for you. The opportunity is in your own hands, and the initiative is in your hands. If you want to leave, you will leave quickly."

"Boss, Master Lang really won't make things difficult for others?" a little brother whispered.

Qiu Hai smiled and looked at Wang Lang, "Her Lang promised that there will be fake?"

Wang Lang closed his eyes and smoked, "There are still twenty seconds left, twenty, nineteen, eighteen..."

When Wang Lang counted to zero, he opened his eyes and found that more than eighty people were left at the scene, and more than twenty people left.

It's much better than Wang Lang expected.

Wang Lang slowly stood up, smoked the cigarette in one gulp and threw it on the ground and stomped it out.

"Success, since everyone trusts me, then you are my brothers. Here, I will also guarantee you that you will never treat everyone badly. As long as everyone does well, you will definitely make money." Wang Lang gave everyone a guarantee.

Turning around and walking to the conch house, Wang Lang took down all the things inside.

The number of people who stayed is very auspicious, eighty-eight.

A group of people lined up and divided them into four large groups, and the four people were in another group.

The division was soon completed, and four large group leaders were selected, and the group leaders were also selected. Wang Lang gave Qiu Hai the title of general manager, not allowing Qiu Hai to learn craftsmanship, but only let Qiu Hai manage discipline, which made Qiu Hai happy. I originally thought I was going to peel it off, but now I see it, it's quite relaxing.

Wang Lang's teaching was very simple. On the first day, he did not teach these people the essence, but just gave him a rough look, control of oil temperature, etc. In the end, everyone was asked to practice the vegetables they bought today one by one.

Pick out dozens of seedlings from them and prepare to focus on cultivation. The rest of Wang Lang also has other plans.

The essence of Wang Lang’s fried kebab is spicy sauce. Wang Lang still won’t tell these people the recipe of the spicy sauce, in order to prevent these people from betraying themselves. Wang Lang made the spicy sauce alone and distributed uniformly.

From 2pm to 6pm.

From the beginning of the nervousness when they saw Wang Lang to the end, they slowly merged into it. They seemed to feel that when they got along, Wang Lang was not as fierce as they remembered.

Wang Lang was still observing these people.

After all, there are more than 80 people, each of them is an independent body and has their own ideas. It is impossible for everyone to follow them wholeheartedly.

Wang Lang remembered a few restless people. Most of them were cultivated and trained and worked wholeheartedly. These thorns need to be cultivated.

While a group of people gathered around to fry the skewers, Wang Lang came to the side, Qiu Hai came up and lit a cigarette for Wang Lang.

"Yang Ye, what else can I do?"

"Find a place to be a large dormitory, let everyone live in a unified manner, teach in a large scale for two weeks, get up at 6 o'clock in the morning every day, study for four hours in the morning, study for four hours in the afternoon, eat at a unified time, and have to go to bed before twelve o'clock in the evening."
Chapter completed!