Franchise God - Chapter 12



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Franchise God Episode 012

Chapter 3: Is this the network you need? (5)

As soon as Kim Hyo-san secured the pine mushroom stock, he immediately sent a text message to President Makemiya.

-Now that we have secured the ingredients for the mushrooms, you can enjoy them whenever it is convenient for you… …but it is best to enjoy them when they are freshest… … .

It’s very polite, but it basically means that the ingredients you want are ready, so please come and get them.

Not long after I sent the text, I received a reply from Makemiya.

[Please make a reservation for me alone for 7pm tonight.]

[Yes, I understand.]

As expected, President Makemiya can’t stop at pine mushrooms.

Kim Hyo-san devoted himself to planning a mushroom dish to serve him with a joyful heart.

When the appointed time arrived, the hall informed us that Makemiya had visited the VIP room.

Kim Hyo-san went to the room to say hello, but was startled when he saw his complexion.

“Sir, if you are not feeling well…”

“Oh, it’s nothing.”

Makemiya waved his hand with a dark expression. It seemed like he didn’t want to talk.

But Kim Hyo-san knew.

‘You must be drinking a lot today.’

And when they drink, they will start talking freely without you asking.

Why is he looking so mortal today? You don’t have to ask, he’ll know in detail.

“Please give me a drink. The one I usually drink.”

“Yes, I understand.”

‘Why are you opening earlier than usual today?’

Kim Hyo-san had a bad feeling.

You’re already ordering drinks and the appetizers haven’t even arrived yet?

There were a few rare days when I ordered drinks this early.

And that day was also a day when the restaurant staff inevitably got off work late.

Because the restaurant can’t close until President Makemiya wakes up.

Kim Hyo-san quickly contacted the hotel general manager.

“Manager, I don’t think I’ll be able to close the shutters on time today.”

-What? Did President Makemiya open it as soon as he sat down?

“Yes, your complexion is very dark.”

-Are you in the mood to run until morning?

“I guess so.”

-Oh, is there any hangover cure?

“Yes, we keep it in stock. We just brought in a box of the new product that was just released.”

-I recommend that first. I’ll go up alone as soon as I finish here.

“Yes, manager.”

After the general manager’s report was finished, Kim Hyo-san also informed the restaurant staff of this fact.

As soon as the kitchen staff heard the story, they clenched their fists, raised their heads high and cheered.

“Oh yeah!”

“I’m getting off work early today!”

“Long live President Makemiya!”

“Oh, Mr. Makemiya, you opened the bar because you were in a bad mood, so what if you like it that much? I may not sympathize with the mood of the boss, but you shouldn’t do that.”

The cheers died down as Kim Hyo-san gave a sharp rebuke.

Jeong Seok-woo, who had only recently arrived at the Seohae Hotel, could not understand the current atmosphere.

‘No, I ended up working overtime until dawn because of one customer, so why does everyone like it? Even though I’m a VIP, this isn’t right.’

Everyone seemed to be having fun and their hands were busy, and Jeong Seok-woo took the opportunity to ask Kim Hyo-san the reason.

Kim Hyo-san answered brightly.

“How about working the early morning shift? You’ll get a nice tip.”

“A tip?”

“If you extend the closing time at a restaurant, you usually tip two million won per employee.”

“Anyway, it’s closing time and the only customer is Mr. Makemiya. I’ll be waiting in the lobby for a few hours to serve him and get a 200 tip. Wouldn’t that be okay for you?”

“Oh, I see.”

Jeong Seok-woo once again recalled what Kim Hyo-san had said.

Didn’t President Makemiya say he had more money than the owner of this hotel?

“Okay, let’s get ready so we don’t make any mistakes.”

The restaurant closes at 10pm.

But Makemiya drank alcohol again and again without caring about the time.

I couldn’t drink that much because I was weak to alcohol. I had two small bottles of wine and drank them in sips for a long time.

“Hmm, is it this late already?”

Makemiya, who was drunk, looked at his watch and staggered up from his seat. Kim Hyo-san, who was serving as the bartender, quickly helped him up.

At that moment, Jeong Seok-woo saw two men in suits entering the hall.

Even though the deadline had already passed, none of the employees stopped the men.

A man in a blue tie opened his mouth as he placed his briefcase on the desk.

“How many minutes?”

“There are 24 people.”

“Here are chapter 48.”

Jeong Seok-woo was inwardly shocked when he saw the dozens of million-won checks the man had taken out.

“thank you.”

“Please thank the boss next time. I’m just doing what I’m told.”

I had already heard about it before, but after seeing it in person, I was speechless.

Employees are throwing away tens of millions of won in tips in one night.

‘Wow, how much money has rotted away…’

Makemiya left the hotel with the support of two staff members, and Kim Hyo-san, who had returned after seeing them off to their vehicle, applauded and livened up the atmosphere.

“Okay, everyone worked hard. Let’s each take two as a thank you to President Makemiya and then head home.”

Jeong Seok-woo also received two million won checks and was overcome by a strange feeling.

I only worked a few more hours of overtime and got paid more than half of my monthly salary in tips.

‘If it’s like this, I wish I could work overtime every day.’

“Senior, but why was President Makemiya in such a bad mood?”

“The chronic disease has returned.”

“……ah.”

“He must be very heartbroken because he suddenly got sick after being fine for a few days. This morning, he felt the pain of being about to die.”

“That really didn’t work out.”

“What I’m saying is.”

Kim Hyo-san shook his head.

“He’s such a polite, calm, and nice person, but I don’t understand why he suffers from such a chronic illness. I wonder why the hospital can’t even find a single cause. Tsk tsk…”

* * *

Makemiya opened his eyes wide.

He looked at his watch and saw that it was 9 o’clock. For a moment, Makemiya thought it was 9 o’clock in the evening, but when he looked outside the bright window, he realized that it was morning.

“Did I sleep for two days?”

If you drink until 1 AM at the Seohae Hotel, there’s no way you’ll wake up at 9 AM the next morning. Usually, if you drink that much, you’ll feel like you’re dead for two days.

But when he looked at the date on his smartphone, Makemiya was shocked.

It wasn’t like I slept for two days straight.

It wasn’t yesterday morning that I left the Seohae Hotel, but this morning.

Just 8 hours ago.

“I only slept for 8 hours? And I drank that much?”

Makemiya got up in shock. Looking back, he felt refreshed, as if he hadn’t had any alcohol at all.

“How did this happen?”

It felt like I had been switched with someone else overnight.

I was feeling bewildered when suddenly an unbearable urge to urinate came over me.

‘shit.’

Makemiya entered the bathroom with a frown on his face.

I went about my business, firmly prepared for the excruciating pain that was about to hit me.

however…

“It doesn’t hurt, does it?”

The cool water pouring down didn’t hurt at all.

Makemiya was dumbfounded. He wondered if he was dreaming.

What the hell is this? What’s going on?

After taking a shower, Makemiya came out to the living room and was surprised to see his wife, who was trimming a flower pot.

“No, you’re already up? Are you okay after drinking so much last night?”

“Oh, it’s okay. I’m fine.”

“Oh my god, what’s going on? If you drink like that, you’ll die in two days….”

“Chef Kim told me that he brought in a good hangover cure, so I ate it. I guess that’s what helped.”

“I should find out what that is and save it. I’ll call Chef Kim later and ask him.”

Makemiya was dumbfounded.

‘Why aren’t you sick again all of a sudden?’

He thought desperately.

When a chronic illness is cured overnight. When a chronic illness comes back again.

And today, it seems like my chronic illness has gotten better.

What do these three have in common? And what are the differences?

A slight thrill struck my head.

“Maybe pine mushrooms? ……Hey, no way.”