"Wait a minute!" Li Shengli took out a black notebook from the drawer of his desk. After opening it, he could see a lot of densely written words inside. Then he took out a pen from his jacket pocket and started to write down his thoughts seriously. Seeing Wen Liang's surprised look, he said embarrassedly, "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. There are some things that I am afraid I can't figure out for a while, so I always write them down so that I can think about them privately. I have had this habit for many years and I can't change it."
"This is a good habit, much better than my habit of always losing things. But today your little notebook is destined to be useless," Wen Liang patted his shoulder, put his hands in his pockets and walked out, saying as he walked: "There is no standard answer to the third question! Different companies, at different times, led by different people, may give different answers. Uncle Li, the business world is like a battlefield, and the blue ocean of the fast food industry will not last long. Whether you can find the answer that belongs to Qinghe depends on you!"
Li Shengli followed behind him and said with a wry smile: "Hearing what you said, I feel very stressed..."
Wen Liang smiled and pointed at the employees in the room, saying, "The pressure can be transferred. Everyone here is likely to give an answer to the third question, so don't just think about it alone. Put your heads together and there will always be a way!"
After leaving Qinghe, Wen Liang was about to call Xu Yao when the little girl called him and said, "Where have you been, little brat? We can't find you anywhere in the school. Don't be like Xiao Ning and become someone who is out of touch with the masses... Haha, okay, I won't say anything more. Stop tickling me..."
Wen Liang listened to the girls' faint smiles on the other side of the microphone, and a gentle smile appeared on his face involuntarily. After they finished playing around, he said, "I came out to do something. What's wrong? Did you miss me after not seeing me for a while?"
"Bah, I miss you so much! If Xiao Ning hadn't been clamoring to see you, I wouldn't have bothered to call you... Hey, don't interrupt, don't interrupt, I haven't finished talking yet..."
After a brief pause, Ning Xiaoning obviously took control of the phone. A cold voice came over and said, "Isn't it time to fulfill the promise you made to me?"
Wen Liang scratched his head and asked, "What's the matter? Can you give me some hints?"
Ning Xiaoning was silent for a moment, then asked with a murderous tone, "Where are you?"
Half an hour later, at a newly opened Xichuan snack bar on Changsheng Street opposite Times Square, Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning appeared in front of Wen Liang hand in hand. One was elegant and refined, and the other was bright and charming, and they immediately attracted the attention of most of the diners in the snack bar.
Wen Liang handed over the menu and said, "The spicy noodles here are good, would you like to try it?"
Xu Yao squinted at him and said, "You pissed off my Xiao Ning, and a bowl of spicy noodles is enough to fix it?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "The spicy noodles are yours. Coach, I'll treat you to steak later!"
This time it was Ning Xiaoning's turn to laugh. She scratched Xu Yao's nose and said, "You only want to make the world chaotic. Now you are suffering, right?"
Xu Yao held her chin with both hands, sighed with self-pity, and said: "I am not popular, so spicy noodles are spicy noodles, it is better than starving! Boss, give me a bowl of spicy noodles, no pepper, no chili, you can put other ingredients as you like..."
The boss spoke in Sichuan dialect with a big smile on his face, and said, "Girl, why don't you try the slightly spicy flavor? It won't taste authentic without anything in it."
It's not that Xu Yao doesn't like spicy food. She has been suffering from internal heat these past few days and is afraid of encountering the natural enemy of girls - acne. But after hearing what the boss said, her greedy mentality took over. Just as she was about to wave her hand and accept the advice, she suddenly heard a voice behind her saying, "I've seen spicy food that's not spicy, and spicy food that's not spicy. You don't want either spicy or numb. Sister, you're the first one I've seen."
There were two young men in their twenties sitting at a table behind him, both dressed in formal attire, probably office workers from a company near Times Square. One of them was a bit handsome, with the most popular 4:6 haircut, and at first glance he looked a bit like Nicky Wu from Little Tigers.
Handsome people usually have an abnormal little obsession with themselves, so when Xu Yao turned around, he showed a smile that he thought was very cool.
"You called me sister?"
Xu Yao asked with a smile. The young man was overjoyed, thinking that he had conquered the girl with his face and conversation again. Especially this time, his level was better than all the girls he had dated in the past ten years combined. So he even narrowed his eyes with joy, leaned on the table, raised his eyebrows frivolously, and said with a lewd smile: "I can tell that you are a few years older than you. It is fate that we meet. If you answer my call, today's meal is mine!"
Xu Yao really didn't expect that she would run into such a disgusting guy just for a meal. She turned around and blinked at Wen Liang, saying, "He thinks I'm one of those ignorant little idiots in the class. Do you think I look that retarded..."
Wen Liang said disdainfully: "Who asked you to answer? A moron will always drag you down to his level and then defeat you with his rich experience, so eating is more important, don't waste time."
The two venomous snakes are back in the arena. No one can stand it. The handsome young man stood up and said, "Who are you scolding? Who are you calling mentally retarded?"
Wen Liang sighed and said, "Look, you can't even tell who I'm scolding. Your IQ is worrying. I'm afraid you've left the mentally retarded group and entered the brainless group."
Xu Yao fully demonstrated her curiosity and asked, "What is brain damage?"
"It's just an upgraded version of mental retardation. Just imagine, even his brain is damaged, how stupid must this person be?"
The young man roared, kicked away the chair and wanted to come over to grab Wen Liang's clothes. This scene was common in Qingzhou. The final outcome of verbal disagreements was to use fists. Therefore, the people in the store were not panicked at all. Instead, those who were supposed to eat ate, those who were supposed to drink drank, and those who didn't want to eat or drink put down their chopsticks. Some people even planned to go to the next door store to buy a bag of melon seeds, ready to watch a good show comfortably.
The young man took two steps forward, and seemed to be tripped by something, losing his balance and falling forward. Fortunately, he had been fighting since he was a child, so he was quick-witted and swift-handed. He swung his left hand horizontally and pressed it on the table in front of Xu Yao. He breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, fortunately, although I was a little unlucky, at least I didn't fall. I will beat this rude boy up and save my face!
Xu Yao retracted her disruptive foot, giggled, and said, "Oh, I still have to eat. Your hands are so dirty, don't touch my table." Before she finished speaking, she raised the chopsticks in her hand high and stabbed them hard into the back of his hand.
The young man was so frightened that he subconsciously pulled his hands into his arms. He immediately lost his balance and fell face down on the ground with a thud.
The concrete floor, the sound of his face hitting the ground was too unbearable for everyone in the store to watch. The young man’s companions hurried over to help him up. Xiaoshuai’s face no longer resembled Wu Qilong, but rather he looked a bit like a relative of Zhao Chuan, the man who sang “I’m Ugly But I’m Gentle” - this was not just a fall, he was clearly disfigured!
"Nah..." Half of the young man's face was bruised, and there was a little blood at the corner of his mouth. He endured the severe pain and tried to hit Wen Liang. Uncle Wen sat there without moving. In his hand, he had a mineral water bottle filled with vinegar. At that time, in order to save costs and for convenience, many restaurants used this kind of bottle to fill vinegar, and put a bottle on each table for customers to use.
Wen Liang squeezed hard, and the old vinegar from Shanyin gathered into a line and flew over, hitting the young man's face, with a little splashing into his eyes.
Xu Yao shouted: "Ten points!"
Wen Liang didn't know what it felt like to be filled with jealousy, but judging from the young man's reaction, it might be really bad. He screamed, covered his eyes and shouted "Shuishuishui". The boss came all the way from Xichuan to do business, and he encountered people in Qingzhou who loved to fight and make trouble. He accepted the local customs, but he was most afraid that the situation would get out of control in the end, which would be a disaster.
"Water, wash quickly!"
The young man took the scoop from the boss and used it to wash his eyes. Too much vinegar can indeed hurt the eyes, but the amount he drank was not a big deal. He just couldn't open his eyes for a while and was so scared that he shouted as if he was slapped!
The young man washed his eyes and felt that if he didn't get rid of this anger today, he would never be able to sleep at night in his life. He looked around, picked up a plastic chair next to him, pointed at Wen Liang and cursed: "Boy, today grandpa will cut a hole in your forehead to teach you a lesson!"
Wen Liang didn't expect that this guy looked like a white-collar worker, but his speech and actions were really no different from the young man on the Qingzhou Road. Perhaps the boundary between humans and wolves is not clear these days. Humans have the heart of wolves, and wolves have the skin of humans. It is no longer possible to tell who is human and who is wolf!
Ning Xiaoning said coldly: "Hurry up and solve it. Does it feel good to be treated as a performer by so many people?"
The people watching the show around collectively glared at Ning Xiaoning and said, "We are having a great time watching the show. Who cares what the singers are thinking?"
Wen Liang could afford to offend the audience, but he couldn't afford to offend Ning Xiaoning, so he had no choice but to stand up and said with a smile: "Give me three seconds, one..."
He raised his foot and kicked. The young man couldn't dodge in time and blocked the chair in front of him, but he heard a loud scraping sound next to his ear. Wen Liang kicked a hole from the back of the chair to the seat, and then continued to kick him hard on his lower abdomen.
The young man groaned in pain, took four or five steps back, his heel caught on the threshold, and he sat down outside the door. Wen Liang didn't even look at him, and counted to the young man's companion: "Two..."
The companion saw that Wen Liang was not easy to deal with, so he turned around and ran out. Wen Liang smiled and said, "Three! Done!"
The companion helped the young man up and stood outside the door, shouting in a timid voice: "Do you know which company we are from? You dare to mess with us? Are you crazy?"
Wen Liang was curious for a moment and asked, "What company? Tell me about it and see if you can scare me to death!"
"Kuaiyouduo International Restaurant Chain Co., Ltd."
Wen Liang was stunned for a moment and said, "Am I ignorant? Or should I tremble to show respect?"
His companion raised his head high and snorted coldly, "Kuaiyouduo has just been established. It's normal that you haven't heard of it. But have you heard of Minghua Group? We are a subsidiary of Minghua, and the boss is Gu Shitong!"
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