When he heard President Jiang's voice and his words, Duan Feifei felt that a barrage filled the screen in front of him, covering Jiang Kuo's face.
Duan extraordinary, died! Duan extraordinary, died! Duan extraordinary, died! Duan extraordinary, died!
Duan extraordinary, died! Duan extraordinary, died! Duan extraordinary, died! Duan extraordinary, died!
Duan extraordinary, died! Duan extraordinary, died! Duan extraordinary, died! Duan extraordinary, died!
Perhaps seeing his face suddenly solemn, Jiang Kuo opened his mouth to ask.
In a flash, he covered Jiang Kuo's mouth. Because of his nervousness, his strength was a little out of control. Jiang Kuo was slapped directly on the bedpost behind him while covering his mouth.
Knocked out a "dang" sound.
Jiang Kuo's eyes instantly widened, staring at him.
Duan Feifei, die again!
"Mr. Jiang," Duan Feifei didn't dare to let go of Jiang Kuo's mouth after saying these two words, "I'm sorry, I…"
After he yelled at President Jiang, in order to prevent President Jiang from coming to the embarrassing conclusion that they were together early in the morning and roared because they were disturbed when he heard Jiang Kuo's voice, he couldn't let Jiang Kuo speak out, after all For Jiang Kuo, President Jiang is not an existence that needs to be shut up. Jiang Kuo is likely to yell at the phone and I know all the secret activities of the two of you behind my back!
"I thought it was a phone call from a friend of mine." Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo, raised his index finger beside his mouth, and slowly released his hand.
Jiang Kuo understood what he meant, but after touching the back of his head, he pointed his finger at him, and then rubbed his hand viciously on his neck.
Duan Feifei quickly tilted his head and stuck out his tongue.
"Crazy." Jiang Kuo scolded with a smile.
"Your relationship with your friend is quite like an enemy." President Jiang said something over there.
Jiang Kuo leaned over and listened.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang," Duan Feifei tilted the phone to him and cleared his throat, "I slept late yesterday..."
"You've been driving all night," Mr. Jiang said. "Wake up early in the morning. It's quite a fire. I didn't realize that you can still rush like this before?"
Jiang Kuo suddenly laughed silently.
"No! No!" When Duan Feifei heard this, everyone stood up straight, pinched his brows, and calmed down, "It mainly depends on who's calling, I answered the call before I saw it, you know it was you, I definitely won't be so rushed, after all, I just finished sending people yesterday, I should have called and reported to you today."
"Hey, this mouth," President Jiang paused, "If Jiang Kuo's expressive ability is half yours, I can live ten years longer."
Depend on. Jiang Kuo was silent.
"He just doesn't like to talk sometimes," Duan Feifei said. "This time he came back from home and was always worried."
Jiang Kuo glared at him.
"It's better for him not to open his mouth, it's very annoying," President Jiang said, "It went well yesterday, right?"
"It went well," Duan Feifei said, "but Lawyer Jiang and the others didn't eat well on the way, so they just ate at the rest stop."
"Well, I see," President Jiang said, "to catch the wind at noon, you have to hurry back, or go together, save me talking so much."
"... You still have to talk about this kind of business," Duan Feifei said, "I don't know what the situation is."
Jiang Kuo was having fun at the side.
"Don't tell Jiang Kuo about this first," President Jiang said. "He doesn't like to hear about the company, but if he doesn't touch his father's business, this kid will definitely be upset."
"Well, I know." Duan Feifei replied solemnly and glanced at Jiang Kuo.
Jiang Kuo leaned into his ear and whispered, "You know shit."
Duan Feifei smiled.
"I'll have someone transfer yesterday's fee to you in a while," President Jiang said, "give me an account number."
"... Expenses?" Duan Feifei was stunned for a moment. "There is no expense. I didn't pay for the food on the road, but lawyer Jiang and the others."
Jiang Kuo patted him and told him very exaggeratedly: Yes!
want!
Mr. Jiang laughed over there: "It's not how much you spend, but remember to send me the account number for the cost of employing people."
Send it to him!
Jiang Kuo stared at him.
"Okay," Duan Feifei said, "Thank you, President Jiang."
"Okay, then you can continue to rest," President Jiang said, "I have nothing to do here for the time being, and I will find you later if I need help."
"Any time." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo snorted softly.
After President Jiang hung up the call, Duan Feifei stared at the phone to confirm that he had hung up, and then heaved a long sigh of relief.
"Are you stupid," Jiang Kuo said, "if he wants to give you money, take it!"
"I was caught off guard when he suddenly said that," Duan Feifei said. "He's your dad. It's embarrassing to talk about money."
"Should you know," Jiang Kuo said, "you help him because he is my dad. What position does he have in finding you? My friend, what position does he have for you to help him so freely?"
your boyfriend.
He still has a position.
It's just that you don't know.
"So he should have given the money," Jiang Kuo said, "just take it."
"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded.
"The account is sent to him." Jiang Kuo said.
"Slow down for an hour," Duan Feifei said, "Isn't it a bit urgent to be so..."
"No, send it now," Jiang Kuo said, "Don't pretend to be stupid when it comes to money, this is Mr. Jiang, if you want to pretend it's fine, if you want to change someone, you don't rush with him this time, next time he can really talk to him. You are not in a hurry, you have to have a clear attitude when it comes to money."
"Okay." Duan Feifei lowered his head and sent his card number to President Jiang.
"Sure enough, I added a friend." Jiang Kuo looked at his mobile phone interface.
"Waiting for me here?" Duan Feifei was shocked.
Jiang Kuo snorted.
After being interrupted by Mr. Jiang, the previous ambiguous atmosphere has disappeared, and Jiang Lao sent a message to Jiang Kuo. Their hotel is near the new store. I will go to the new store to check it out later, and there is no need to cultivate the atmosphere. It's time.
"Do you want to call Lao Fan now?" Duan Feifei said, "It will only open tomorrow, so call him tomorrow?"
"It's all right," Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "you want to see him today..."
"I don't want to!" Duan Feifei interrupted him immediately, "Don't set me up, I don't want to see him at all!"
Jiang Kuo laughed, took his coat and walked out of the dormitory.
Duan Feifei followed behind him, President Jiang finished this level, and there was another level waiting for him.
Since no one came back from the dormitory, Fan Jiabao's car stopped on the side of the road diagonally opposite the dormitory when he drove back yesterday.
Jiang Kuo can see it as soon as he goes out.
The only hope is that Jiang Kuo will not notice that car.
But Fan Jiabao's car can be considered a very luxurious car, and Jiang Kuo has also ridden it. For Jiang Kuo, who has been playing with cars, it is impossible not to notice.
Sure enough, Jiang Kuo looked up and saw the car as soon as he left the dormitory, and then turned to look at him: "I haven't asked you yet, what car did you drive to deliver Jiang Lu?"
Duan Feifei, pawns to play.
"Just..." Duan Feifei pointed at the car, "That, ask Lao Fan to borrow it."
"Looks like I have to go home," Jiang Kuo said, "and drive a car that can take more people."
"It's boring," Duan Feifei said, "I just like 911s that can only take two people."
"Mine is a four-seater," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "although it's unlikely that people can sit in the back."
"I just like the 911, which has four seats but can only seat two people," said Duan Feifei, "and it has to be green, no other colors."
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo laughed, "I'll take it."
"I asked Beard to find me a commercial car. If he can find it, I don't have to pay to rent a car," Duan Feifei said, "He said he could find it, but before he left, he found out that he was looking for Fan Jiabao. car."
"Mr. Jiang didn't get you a car when he sent you work!" Jiang Kuo was upset.
"How did he do it, he was exposed without moving," Duan Feifei said, "I can only find a car, and he said don't drive a truck."
Jiang Kuo was stunned for a while, but couldn't help but let out a loud voice: "Why, don't you like the truck!"
"He said that there may be four or five people in the family, the truck can't fit in, and the cargo compartment can't fit people." Duan Feifei said.
"Hey!" Jiang Kuo walked to the car with a smile and looked at him.
"What?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Driving this car, don't you return the car?" Jiang Kuo said, "Although the green one has four seats, it can only take two people on the 911 in the parking lot of Dongbianqiao Market, do you still walk over and drive? ."
"Let's go." Duan Feifei smiled and took out the key.
Everything in the new store has been prepared, and the first batch of packaged beef sauce has also been prepared. The quantity is not large. The main reason is to try the feedback of the new packaging. After the new store opens, it will be sold on the shelves of the cooked food first. After the online store is launched Let's see the situation increase.
When the two of them arrived at the new store, Jiang Liao and the others hadn't arrived yet. The old aunt was in the store, doing the final details before the opening, and there was a diligent figure who was busy with the old aunt.
"Fan Jiabao," Jiang Kuo looked at Fan Jiabao in the store from the car window, "it's good to be friends."
"He already thought he was our friend." Duan Feifei said.
"I think it's your friend." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei smiled: "He thinks you ignore him."
"He's too noisy," Jiang Kuo said. "He's in his twenties, and he feels similar to your cousins."
"Children from rich families will always be naive in several aspects," Duan Feifei said. "He is in this aspect, and you in other aspects."
"Am I naive?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"Sometimes," Duan Feifei also looked at him, "but it's fine."
"Fei-fan! Duan!" Fan Jiabao shouted at the door of the store, waving a rag.
Duan Feifei reached out the window and waved, looking at Jiang Kuo: "Get off?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo smiled.
Duan Feifei threw the car keys to Fan Jiabao: "Thanks."
"Is everything going well?" Fan Jiabao asked.
"It's going well," said Duan Feifei, "you can park VIP in this car, which is convenient."
"There is still a need for this kind of platoon," Fan Jiabao said. "I am a VIP in all places with VIPs in this city."
"Damn." Duan Feifei smiled.
"What's the matter? It's normal," Fan Jiabao said. "Did you not pay attention when you went to Jiang Kuo and the others to play? He must be the same."
"I didn't pay much attention," said Duan Feifei. "We eat, drink and play on his own territory."
"Shit!" Fan Jiabao shouted.
"Old aunt," Jiang Kuo entered the store and greeted the old aunt, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"No," the old aunt waved her hand, "Xiao Fan came over early in the morning and it's all done. Will your sister come over in a while?"
"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"Then I'm leaving," the old aunt took off her apron, turned around and ran, "Oh, don't shoot me."
"Well!" Duan Feifei stopped her, "Is this your shop and you are running so fast!"
"I'm so embarrassed," the old aunt said, "shoot your old uncle."
"I don't take pictures of people today," Jiang Kuo said with a smile, "I will take pictures of people tomorrow. There will be many people tomorrow, and it will not be obvious that you are among the crowd."
"Yes," Fan Jiabao turned the rag beside him, "there will be people queuing up tomorrow..."
Jiang Kuo looked at the rag in his hand. Although he could see that it was a new rag, he had wiped the rag in the store again. Fan Jiabao had been shaking the rag since he greeted him just now. Not to mention, it turned out pretty well, as if they had just been fired from a two-person troupe.
"Put down your rag!" Jiang Kuo couldn't bear it any longer.
The rag in Fan Jiabao's hand stopped suddenly, and he looked at Jiang Kuo: "What's wrong?"
"Not much," Jiang Kuo said, "you should stop washing your face."
"Fuck." Fan Jiabao smiled, rolled up a rag, glanced at the bucket by the kitchen door, and threw the rag in, causing a splash of water.
"Oops!" The old aunt shouted, came over and slapped him, "The bucket is full of dirty water!"
"It's okay, I'll help you mop the floor later." Fan Jiabao said with a smile.
"Stay here." Duan Feifei went over with a bucket and poured water in the back.
Jiang Kuo turned to the Niu Sandao Cooked Foods owned by him and Duan Feifei next to him. The shelves were already full of beef with sauce in bags, in two sizes, and two flavors of beef sauce.
Jiang Kuo was not there when he was putting out the goods. What he thought was not to fill it all up, but to make it more aesthetically pleasing. At first, he wanted to play around with it for a while, but when he came over, he found that everything was very well-designed and full. It is well-proportioned, and it seems that the goods are very rich, but it does not feel crowded.
"How is it?" Fan Jiabao followed and asked.
Jiang Kuo turned his head and glanced at him: "You made it?"
"Otherwise," Fan Jiabao said, "Duan Feifei is good in everything, but in this regard, he is definitely not as good as me."
Jiang Kuo snorted.
"How is it?" Fan Jiabao asked again.
It reminded Jiang Kuo of when he asked how the coffee tasted in the coffee shop.
"Very good." Jiang Kuo said.
"Duan Feifei said that people from Dongbianqiao will come over to join in the fun," Fan Jiabao said, "I also called some people to make it more lively."
"Who is it called?" Jiang Kuo was very vigilant. When the store opened, a group of big brothers with flower arms were swaying in the store, which might be a little scary.
"All friends," Fan Jiabao said, "don't worry, all are good people, the kind that can still be consumed."
Jiang Kuo smiled and looked at him after thinking about it: "Landlords like you are rare."
"There is something in your words," Fan Jiabao pointed at him immediately, "you have something in your words."
"Don't point at me." Jiang Kuo said.
"Fuck," Fan Jiabao retracted his hand, "I didn't say it, do you think I have any intentions?"
"No." Jiang Kuo said.
"I like women, you know." Fan Jiabao said.
Jiang Kuo was a little embarrassed that the topic was suddenly opened up by Fan Jiabao, and he was speechless at the beginning.
"I'm just free," Fan Jiabao said. "It's not just that I'm free. I rent so many shops, and I can't be free even if I can help. Mainly... I think you two are quite interesting."
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
both
Isn't Duan Feifei interesting
"Duan Feifei really wants to work hard. It's normal," Fan Jiabao said. "You also want to work hard, but it's... different."
"What's the difference?" Jiang Kuo said.
"I can't do anything well," Fan Jiabao said. "No one in my family thinks I can do it well. I think I'm just for fun in everything I do. I just... envy you two."
"We do not accept shares for the time being." Jiang Kuo said.
Fan Jiabao was stunned, then laughed.
"Have you ever opened a coffee shop before?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Huh?" Fan Jiabao was stunned for a second, then nodded, "Yes, I like to drink coffee, but the business is not good, so I have to pay for it."
"Where are they all?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Do you only sell coffee, what style?"
Fan Jiabao looked at him and said after a few seconds, "Damn."
Then he quickly took out his mobile phone: "I'll show you the map and the photos of the store..."
Duan Feifei finished pouring the water, arranged everything in the back kitchen neatly, and turned around twice, after confirming that Jiang Liao and the others would be in perfect condition if they photographed the back, before returning to the front.
I didn't see Jiang Kuo and Fan Jiabao.
He turned into the cooked food area next to him, and saw Jiang Kuo and Fan Jiabao lying on the table, looking at Fan Jiabao's phone together.
"That's it," Fan Jiabao pointed at his phone, "this street is actually quite lively..."
Duan Feifei walked over, but neither of them looked up. He stuck his head between them, facing Fan Jiabao.
Fan Jiabao looked at him and was stunned.
"What are you talking about?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Fuck, you two are really," Fan Jiabao laughed, and suddenly pursed his lips hard at him, "MUA!"
"Your uncle!" Duan Feifei suddenly straightened up.
Fan Jiabao leaned on the chair and couldn't stop laughing for a long time.
Duan Feifei glanced at Jiang Kuo.
Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows at him with a smile, got up and went to the water dispenser to pour a glass of water and take a sip.
Jiang Liao drove their off-road vehicle to the sidewalk in front of the store.
Jiang Kuo walked to the door and waved to them: "Come on!"
The big pig gave the direction and drove the car to the front of the store.
The door opened, and Jiang Leo and Xiaozhu got out of the car.
"Fuck me." Fan Jiabao said afterward.
Jiang Kuo turned back immediately: "Stay away from my sister."
"Don't hit his sister." Duan Feifei and Jiang Kuo spoke at the same time.
Fan Jiabao looked at the two of them: "I'm so fucking... Which one is the younger sister?"
"Tall." Duan Feifei said.
Fan Jiabao breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not my thing, so cool, I'm afraid she will slap me."
He glanced over there and lowered his voice: "My sister's friend, please introduce me... Whose boyfriend is that man?"
"No." Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"That's fine," Fan Jiabao pushed Jiang Kuo, "introduce me."
"Ah..." Jiang Kuo was speechless.
"This is my friend Lao Fan, Fan Jiabao," Duan Feifei told Jiang and introduced them to Fan Jiabao, then glanced at Fan Jiabao again, "This is Jiang Kuo's sister, Jiang Leo, her friend Xiaozhu, And big pigs."
"Hi," Fan Jiabao nodded to them, "just call me Lao Fan."
"I'm not old, why call me Lao Fan?" Xiaozhu said with a smile.
"You can also call me Xiao Fan." Fan's BMW said.
A few people entered the store and chatted with the old aunt, while the big pig was filming beside him with a camera.
"It's pretty good," Jiang Liao looked at Jiang Kuo, "It's much more advanced than I thought."
"It doesn't matter who designed it," Jiang Kuo said, "but many things are second-hand."
"I can't tell," Jiang Liao said, "it's pretty good."
Jiang Kuo looked at Jiang Liao's face.
"Do you have dark circles under your eyes?" Jiang Liao asked.
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "not obvious."
"I covered it up," Jiang smiled, "I didn't sleep last night."
"Then you can talk to Duan Feifei," Jiang Kuo said, "he didn't sleep last night."
"What to communicate?" Duan Feifei leaned over, "Do you have any experience with insomnia?"
"Drink together at night." Jiang smiled and patted his shoulder.
After Jiang Liao walked away, Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo: "Did she not sleep?"
"Well, often." Jiang Kuo whispered, "Going for a drink at night?"
"Go." Duan Feifei nodded.
Jiang Kuo glanced at Xiaozhu: "Call Fan Jiabao."
Duan Feifei also looked over and found that Xiaozhu and Fan Jiabao were still chatting very well.
"No." He said decisively.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo was stunned, then looked over there, "Are you eating Fan Jiabao's vinegar or Xiaozhu's vinegar?"
"Fuck me." Duan Feifei immediately turned around.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Kuo asked with a smile, "Why didn't you call him?"
"What did you two just talk about?" Duan Feifei said.
"He's a coffee shop, what else can we talk about," Jiang Kuo said, "what?"
"It's nothing," Duan Feihan tutted, "it's just plain unhappy."
ho!
Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifei.
Compared to what Duan Feifei heard on the phone, the words Duan Feifei said face to face, with expressions, emotions, and handsome faces, were quite charming.