The third person he needed to persuade was Li Shumei.
Persuading her meant relying entirely on someone else's leverage.
Of course, she was also the easiest. After all, Wang Xiaoliang was now their boss.
Wang Xiaoliang called Li Shumei and the Master Chef over together, brewed two cups of tea, and explained why he had asked them there.
Li Shumei sat up straight halfway through.
"You mean, I help you braise chicken wings, put them on skewers, and clean up, and you pay me?"
"Right. Once you finish the lunch service, I suggest you split into two shifts. One of you brings a team in early and leaves early, handling breakfast and lunch. The other brings a team in late and leaves late, handling lunch and my stall. Whoever leaves late helps me braise the wings, skewer them, and put them in storage bags in the fridge. Also, when you do your regular shopping, pick up chicken wings for me along the way. And any seasonings and supplies I need."
Wang Xiaoliang told them the pay. "Let me make this clear first: we'll try it for a month. If it doesn't work out, we end the arrangement."
Li Shumei couldn't keep the corners of her mouth down.
She exchanged a look with the Master Chef.
The Master Chef smiled first.
Li Shumei smiled too.
"Deal."
They agreed without hesitation.
In truth, she had been itching to get involved for a while. The night market was so lively, and watching it every day made her want a piece of the action. But the market already had a full range of offerings, and she wasn't confident about competing with anyone. Instead of earning extra income, she might end up losing money.
Now Wang Xiaoliang had offered her a way in.
She didn't