Chapter 689

Boss sun is like this. If he can't get it, he doesn't want others to get it. But he still needs to pay when he should. Even if he can, he has to wait until the end of the month.

It's impossible to get rid of these people. He can't work hard here. He doesn't like to spend money here. But there is no real solution.

You know, boss sun can't do it by himself. He's afraid of losing face and losing face. It's one thing to do well and another thing to do badly. It's different.

Anyway, boss sun can only make a little achievement. If he wants to be bigger, his ideas and opinions will have a new change. Unfortunately, no one helps her, and no one is willing to talk to him about these things. As a result, he does not know his own situation at all unconsciously, which makes him more and more on this road The farther we go.

"Master, I I want to quit my job. My mother is not in good health these two days. She says she wants me to go back and take care of her. "

"My boss, I just want to tell you about this. My daughter-in-law is pregnant, so she will go back to her mother's home with her for a while."

"Master, I'm..." There are few people who work here. I don't see how diligent and consistent they are on weekdays. But today all of them are against boss sun.

Boss sun was so angry that he almost didn't spit out blood. "You're good. I can't do it here. You're going to leave, aren't you? I tell you, if you leave today and let me see you one day, I won't make you feel better. I can't do it now, but it doesn't mean I can't do it in my whole life. Since you choose this way, don't blame me for not reminding you. "

Boss sun was angry, but he knew in his heart that he could stop it once, but he could not stop the second time. These people are working here, and they are less and less energetic. Today, he doesn't know that he has fallen into this field because of his bad luck for several generations.

"Here's your salary for the last two months. Take it and get out of here."

Boss Sun took some broken silver out of his sleeve. Seeing that it was almost enough for them, he threw it on the table and asked them to come and take it by themselves.

He didn't earn much money. Now he took out a large part of it. He left a small part of it himself. He had to give it to his daughter-in-law. There was a mother and several children at home. He suddenly felt that the road ahead was in confusion.

Finally, those people still left. In such a large restaurant, he was left alone.

"Well, it's time to close." Today, Mr. Sun found out that he had no pen to write on.

That is to say, the shop will be closed completely and will not open again.

The passers-by just looked at it and didn't have any other ideas. Everyone here is not familiar with it, and they don't feel reluctant. It's not like those big restaurants or shops that have something they like very much. As a result, they closed down for some reasons, or even stopped doing it any more. They would feel reluctant to part with it.

Mr. Sun stood at the door and looked at his shop. He had been here for eight years, and he had already been a success.