Wang Xianggao also inspected the tables, chairs, doors and windows of the second canteen. He would have to go to the construction period tomorrow if there were places where carpentry repairs were needed.

The two discussed and decided to go back to the production team first, and found a boat to return.

The next afternoon, Wang Yi finished writing "Long Aotian Global Adventure" and then left school to come to the second cafeteria. At this time, Wang Xianghong, Wang Xianggao, Dabang and others all came.

Huang Dajun had moved to the clinic. Wang Yi did not invite Director Zheng and the intern doctors to eat cold skin in vain.

Because compared with other clinics, their clinic is closer to the county hospital, this leads to many patients in their clinics on weekdays but not many hospitalized. The neighbors around them just come to see them for headaches and fever. If you really have a big problem, you still have to go to the county hospital.

In this case, the ward of the health center is relatively idle. The four beds in the ward where Huang Dajun lived were all empty, and three people could pay one person to stay here.

Of course, Wang Modou expressed in a vague way that he would give them a cold skin every day for dinner.

The second canteen also needs to be cleaned. Huang Dajun is taken care of by nurses, so during the day, Huang Huihui and Wang Modou come to help with the work.

Wang Yi showed the floor leather and wallpaper. Wang Xianghong and others saw it like Wang Xianggao and others yesterday.

I was stunned on the spot.

They touched the floor leather and praised: "This is a good thing, it's a mat? Nowadays, such artificial leather mats are covered on the beds in the city. It's so comfortable to be warm in winter and cool in summer."

"Teacher Wang is going to spread this on the table? It's a bit of a waste. It's so good to make the bed, just wipe the table clean."

"What material is this? Artificial leather? It's so easy to touch."

Listening to their praises, Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "This is used to lay the floor..."

"Nothing!" Wang Xianghong shouted after hearing his words, "We can't bear to put this good thing on the table and the chairs. You still say it's a big waste and a huge crime!"

Wang Yi said: "Wouldn't it be like the Maxim restaurant in the capital? To be honest, that thing is really expensive!"

He couldn't have tinkered with floor tiles here since 22 years. Not to mention the origin of this, he couldn't even stand the amount of transportation projects.

He boldly rubbed his feet on the ground and said, "This is a cement floor, it's so flat, so why do you have to lay something else?"

Wang Yi said patiently: "Comrades, what we need to do is not just a restaurant, but also a restaurant - we must align with the international community!"

"The restaurant must have the style of the restaurant and the decoration must be fashionable, so that it can attract cadres and workers in the county to consume."

Now, whether it is state-owned hotels or self-employed people, the main consumer force is cadres and workers and other aristocrats who are holding iron rice bowls to eat commercial grain.

Wang Xianghong sneered: "Teacher Wang, you are wrong. Your words are inclined to capitalism. We open a hotel to serve the people and to enable the people to have good food."

"Do you still remember the instructions from Leader Ye when he rented the second canteen to our production team that night on the 14th? Let me tell you about it."

Wang Yi pondered and cleared his throat.

Everyone listened with their ears.

Then Wang Yi said: "Forgot."

"Hi!" Wang Xianggao shook his hands one after another.

Wang Xianghong glared at him: "What have you been studying in County No. 1 Middle School? How can you get a ferry on the same boat after a hundred years?"

He cleared his throat and said, "Leader Ye gave a deep reminder when he mentioned contracting the second canteen to our production team."

"He said that first, this can use waste, create profits for the country and the collective, second, it can activate the economy of our county, third, it can help our production team make economic progress, and fourth, it is to solve the people's growing demand for higher quality of life."

Wang Yi thought about it for a while and it seemed that she really said that.

Isn't it word for word?

Wang Xianghong said: "What does it mean to say the leader's advice again? I want to tell Teacher Wang that he had made the original intention of opening this hotel wrong."

Wang Yi said: "I'm right about this. My original intention is to make money for our production team."

Dabang waited for someone and suddenly laughed.

This is also their original intention.

Wang Xianghong asked, "Who agrees that Teacher Wang spread this thing on the ground and let people stomp on it, and let people spit on it, and let people throw cigarette butts into ashes?"

Dabang and others shook their heads immediately.

All objected.

Wang Yi was wondering how to convince them. At this time, Wang Xianghong suggested: "But Mr. Wang has studied in the capital after all, and he is definitely better at doing economics than us."

"So it must make sense that he said he wanted to open a fashionable restaurant. We can cut these artificial leather and spread them on the table as tablecloths. Isn't this a very fashionable thing?"

Wang Xianggao said: "Yes, it's good to spread it on the table as a tablecloth. It's too wasteful to spread it on the ground. I'm afraid it will be reported by the people."

These words really remind Wang Yi.

In 1982, he had his own national and people's conditions. He should not just use his mind beyond the times to do things, but also respect the opinions of people in this era.

So he said, "What you said makes sense, then don't spread it on the floor, spread it on the table, and then paste the wallpaper on the wall. Do you have no objection to this?"

The wallpaper he bought painted the condensed scenic spots of the motherland, the snow-capped Daxinganling, the hot flaming mountains, the warm spring city of Dianchi Lake, and the beautiful Jiuzhaigou scenery - the same style as the sticker he bought for the Qiuweishui.

Qiu Weishui especially likes those stickers, so Wang Yi felt that people of this era should like it, and even give the people in the county a sense of surprise.

As the wallpaper was displayed, Wang Xianghong and others were amazed.

Wang Zhuangyuan, who came to help, said excitedly:

"Snowflakes are still dancing on the Great Xing'an Mountains; willow trees are beginning to sprout on both sides of the Yangtze River; flowers are already in full bloom on Hainan Island; how vast our motherland is!"

He was more excited than his son when he heard this boldly. He slapped his son in the face and said to his surprise: "Have you heard it? Have you heard it? This boy in my family wrote a poem when he looked at this beautiful wallpaper!"

Wang Zhuangyuan said: "Dad, you really have no education. This is from our first-grade Chinese textbook. I listened to the first-grade students reciting it."

When Dada heard this, he was depressed: "I said, "How can you be so talented? I thought that even Wenquxing smashed our ancestors' graves, you don't have this knowledge."

Wang Yi said: "Bold, you will be more encouraged to your son in the future. The top scholar is very good. He memorized this text just after listening to the first-grade students. What does this mean? It means that he has a good memory!"

Wang Xianghong lit a bag of cigarettes and looked at the mural with great enthusiasm, saying, "Okay, this thing is really good, Teacher Wang, is this what you are talking about for the decoration of Mark, Makqin's old mother's hotel?"

"It's Maxim." Wang Zhuangyuan actively showed his good memory.

Wang Xianghong said with a smile: "Yes, Maxim, what is the origin of this restaurant? Why haven't I seen an introduction to it when I read the newspaper every day?"

Wang Yi said: "It's just a French restaurant. I still saw the introduction of it from the newspaper you lend me, which is the news in the Economic News. I still remember the title above was a sentence from Maxim's boss Pierre Cardin--"

"I can drive Maxim in the Chinese capital, so I can drive Maxim on the moon!"

Wang Xianghong finally remembered: "Oh, I have an impression of you saying this. I was discussing it with the clerk at that time. This foreigner spoke very loudly."

The wallpaper must be pasted, such colorful ropes are provided by Ma Liu, and Wang Yi provides colorful balloons.

He said that this was a toy supported by the Shanghai Capital unit, but he used it for the hotel.

In this way, the walls in the hotel should be covered with wallpaper, the roof should be tied with balloons, and the table should be covered with floor leather. The soft decoration inside the hotel should be decided.

There is also a hard decoration, and Wang Yi asked to set up several private rooms.

The layout of the second canteen is the unit's large canteen. In this case, it is difficult to set up private rooms. Wang Yi suggested that the north area of ​​the canteen be partitioned with wooden boards, and then set up a private room in each window as unit, so that eight private rooms can be set up.

Last time Zhuang Mancang treated her to a foreign guest hotel, Wang Xianghong ate in a private room. He agreed with Wang Yi's opinion and wanted to set up a private room.

The walls outside the canteen also have to be decorated, and the production team is ready, preparing lime and cement.

Wang Xianghong excitedly said that he would smooth the outside with cement and then whiten it with lime to make the entire second canteen look brand new.

Wang Yi expressed his disagreement aesthetics of his earthy decoration. He said: "The idea of ​​using cement to level it first is correct, but don't put lime outside, but inlaid a layer of bamboo slices on the outside!"

"There are some bamboos on the mountains of our Tianya Island. After cutting, they are polished into bamboo slices and pasted onto the exterior wall. Why do you need to decorate this way? Because it is unique!"

"And there was also the meaning of famous sayings in ancient times - it can make food without meat, not live without bamboo. No meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar."

"In this way, as long as bamboo slices are pasted on the exterior wall, the name of the hotel will come out, and it will be called Bulu Restaurant!"

Wang Xianghong shook his head: "Bulu Restaurant? Is this also called a name? I don't think it's appropriate. This name is not popular enough. I think it should be called a Volkswagen Hotel."

Wang Yi also shook his head: "Secretary, your name is popular but not loud enough. You can read the name of a restaurant yourself. Is it very loud?"

The others looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Wang Yi and Wang Xianghong discussed for a while, and finally decided to take a step back and name the hotel: the two of them proposed half of each of them made a new name-

Popular restaurant!

As soon as the name came out, everyone quickly applauded: "Good name!"

“Volume and loud!”

Wang Modou said weakly: "Secretary, Teacher Wang, have you ignored one thing? The bamboo itself is green and beautiful, but after being trimmed and pasted onto the cement wall, the sun turns withered and yellow, which is not good-looking."

Wang Yi said: "I have thought about this. Isn't there green paint in the team's warehouse? If you apply a layer of green paint, will it be green again?"

Wang Xianghong asked in confusion: "We no longer plan to use the word "not vulgar" as our name, why do we still have to use bamboo slices to decorate it?"

Wang Yi said: "Because it's fashionable!"

When Wang Xianghong mentioned fashion, he had nothing to say.

He considers himself an old antique and does not know fashion.

Wang Zhuangyuan slapped the table and said, "Okay, that's the decision. The hotel is called the Volkswagen Restaurant! Come on, comrades, guji!"

The guy subconsciously applauded warmly.

Then he asked boldly and puzzledly: "When is it your little bastard's turn to say this? Hold him down and beat him up!"
Chapter completed!