1847 Leave something behind

"That's right, you can hang it up with a photo. " Yuan Zhou nodded his head to express his affirmation.

"This design is so good. Our store is so good, we should have had a photo wall long ago." Su Ruoyan was very happy.

Su Ruoyan wasn't an introverted girl. To be more precise, she was quite cheerful. She had seen the photo wall in other stores and had taken a photo of it once. She had even thought of telling the boss about this.

But as he remembered it, he forgot about it. It was really true that once a person reached the age of twenty, their memory would become bad.

Now that master chef Restaurant had its own photo wall, su Ruoyan also felt inexplicably happy. Perhaps this kind of happiness was also a sense of belonging.

"Lunchtime starts now. The first 16 customers, please come in for your meal." Su Ruoyan saw that the time was up and quickly called the customers in.

"What photo wall? what do you mean?" Wu Hai had only heard a few words from outside, but unfortunately, he didn't hear them clearly.

However, Wu Hai had always been very concerned about Yuan Zhou's matters. Therefore, he asked first instead of ordering the dishes for the first time.

"Over there, the boss has prepared a photo wall. We can hang the photos of the customers." Su Ruoyan pointed at the wall with a happy smile.

"Eh? Compass, I'll hang my portrait there. " The first reaction of Wu Hai when he saw the photo wall was to occupy a large space. Nothing was more suitable than a portrait.

Wu Hai had already been calculating in his mind how big the painting should be.

"No, this is a photo wall. You can only hang photos." Yuan Zhou always felt that Wu Hai just wanted to hang a huge portrait to steal the limelight.

"Alright, I'll go find 20 or so photos later and put them up. Although I don't like taking photos, I've attended many events and these photos will be more common." Wu Hai felt it was not a problem to hang more than 20 cards.

"Each person can only hang one. That's the rule." Yuan Zhou emphasized again.

He felt that if he didn't say anything, Wu Hai would find more photos and hang them all over the wall.

"Eaves Wu, why don't we take a group photo now, and I'll hang it up later? In case there are no seats at night. " Zhou Xi moved closer to Wu Hai and suggested.

Thinking of the fact that a photo of him and his idol could be hung on the wall, Zhou Xi felt that boss Yuan's photo wall design was very good. He was really a very good person.

Without Yuan Zhou's knowledge, Zhou Xi had given him a nice guy card again.

"No, I want to hang a single photo. You can hang our group photo." Wu Hai felt that the two photos of him could be hung up in this way.

He could go to Jiawei again and ask him to hang a group photo of him and himself. Wu Hai felt that this was a good idea. He totally didn't consider Wu Lin's idea.

Therefore, sometimes, it was reasonable for Wu Hai to be beaten up. His thoughts were very dangerous.

"Sure, no problem." Zhou Xi only needed to hang a photo of his idol. As for whose name he would use, it was a small matter.

"Boss Yuan, does that mean everyone can post it?" A short and fat middle-aged regular customer asked.

"Of course, the customers of every small restaurant can hang a photo here." Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.

"Hahahaha, then I'll go back and pick a good one to hang as a memento."

"I'm hanging up too. Although I don't come to the restaurant often, it's necessary to leave some traces. "

"We have to make him look more handsome because master chef Restaurant often appears on TV. If the camera sweeps over him, his head can be broken, but his hair can't be messy."

Wu Hai's voice wasn't soft at all, so he also heard it. Therefore, the customers in line and those entering the restaurant were all pondering about this matter.

As Yuan Zhou had also realized that many people would post the photos, he suggested the customers to take smaller photos.

"I want to hang a photo of my wife and children." It was rare for Wu Zhou to bring his wife and children to the restaurant for a sumptuous meal today, but he encountered such a good thing.

"Let's choose one. " Zhuang xinmu chimed in with her child in her arms.

The child babbled in his mother's arms as if he was in agreement with this.

After lunch, the matter of the photo wall spread rapidly at a speed that Yuan Zhou didn't expect. The fuse was that Wu Hai posted it on his WeChat moments smugly. Then, Jiang Changxi, sister Wan, Fang Heng, mu Xiaoyun and the others all saw it.

In a short while, the news spread to Yuan Ping.net and Yuan diantan.

In the afternoon, Yuan Zhou returned to his room on the second floor and arranged the boxing gloves on the shelf properly. Then, he began to take pictures. In order to find a good angle, he took a long time. It was really hard on Yuan Zhou.

In fact, it was quite strange. Yuan Zhou was good at sculpting and had a good sense of aesthetics, but the photos he took were ugly.

That was not right. Thinking about it carefully, Wu Hai, as an artist, was very good at composition and angle finding. However, his photos were also terrible.

Looking at the photo that he had found himself and pasted on the wall, it did not seem to be even 1.5 meters tall ...

After fiddling with it for the entire afternoon, he finally took a photo of the boxing gloves that he was slightly satisfied with. The logo "reayes" was clearly captured.

"Hahaha, as long as you come to my shop, there'll still be a copy of your photo on the wall. If you can't put it up, I'll do it myself." Yuan Zhou said that with a tone as if a monkey couldn't escape from the palm of Buddha.

Then, he took the photo downstairs and pasted it on the wall. Yuan Zhou was quite satisfied with the photo, but he still lacked something.

Yuan Zhou thought for a while and then looked at the other photos.

Zhou Jia also came back in the afternoon and posted a photo of her former job as a waitress.[Go for it, boss Yuan. I'm also going for it!]

Then there was Wang Hong. It was a photo of him bending over the table and writing quickly.[Hahaha, thank you for the existence of master chef Restaurant, which gave me so much inspiration.]

Of course, there were also people who only posted photos without leaving any comments. The other reason was that the photo wall had attracted a lot of people. For example, Shen Xi, who had disappeared after his marriage, had also come to post a photo of him and his wife, although his wife had never been to the shop either.

"Right, leave a message." Yuan Zhou even picked up the marker and wrote,"[My goal is to be the boxing champion. I won't show my face before I win the championship!]

"Perfect." Yuan Zhou nodded his head contentedly.

"Unfortunately, I can't find your photo." This was what Yuan Zhou felt was lacking.

When it was dinnertime, there were many more photos on the photo wall. Yuan Zhou was even considering whether he should choose another place.

The photo wall of master chef Restaurant was also different. Usually, the photo wall of an ordinary restaurant would be taken inside the restaurant. However, Yuan Zhou didn't add this rule. One could take the photo inside the restaurant or not.

The next morning, Queen Jiang showed up at breakfast time, which was a rare sight. She brought a photo with her and posted it on the wall as soon as she arrived.

In the photo, Queen Jiang was wearing a light purple dress. Her long hair was curled up slightly, and her face was full of collagen. She was smiling very brightly.

"Wow, Sister Jiang is so beautiful." Mao Ye exclaimed.

"Hahaha, your Sister Jiang was really good when she was young." Jiang Changxi burst out laughing.

"No, Sister Jiang's face is very, very good looking now." Mao Ye said.

Jiang Changxi was still the same. She liked to pinch young girls. She pinched Mao Ye's face and said, "I'm old, I'm not as pretty as you guys. "

Why did Mao Ye appear at breakfast? it was because of something that happened today. Su Ruoyan and Mao Ye had changed shifts. Of course, she had informed Yuan Zhou.

Mao Ye was slightly more introverted, so he posted a photo, but it was a full-body photo. Then he left a message: [I hope master chef Restaurant doesn't have to close!]

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