No one can afford the strongest system in the city

The manager completely ignored Ling Han, but kept playing mobile games.

This kind of game he played, Ling Han has already played it to the point of breaking the level.

But the manager only played to level [-], which is far from level [-].

Without saying a word, Ling Han stepped forward and snatched the fat manager's cell phone.

At first the manager wanted to go forward to grab it, but when he saw Ling Han playing the game familiarly, his technique was so quick.

He was dumbfounded.

After a while, Ling Han helped him pass a hundred levels.

The fat manager was dumbfounded.

He looked at Ling Han with a look of admiration, and said excitedly: "Master, you are a real master. I have passed this test for half a month, but I still haven't passed it. Unexpectedly, you will pass a hundred kung fu in a while." close."

The fat manager said, looking cheerfully at Ling Han like a dog licking.

He kept begging Ling Han to help him pass a few more levels.

Ling Han's expression was as cold as ice, and he said calmly: "Put the game aside for now, let's talk about business now."

In the eyes of the fat manager, Ling Han is like a god, he nodded blankly.

"Okay, okay, what the great god says is what it is, tell me, what's the matter?"

After a while, the fat manager had completely forgotten about Ling Han's plan to buy the cafe.

He looked at Ling Han stupidly, showing a foolish smile.

Ling Han coughed lightly, and continued: "How much did you invest in this coffee shop?"

The fat manager didn't even think about it, shook his head again and again, and said cutely: "Oh, I don't know, my dad prescribed it for me!"

Sure enough, he is really the stupid son of the landlord's family.

Ling Han shook his head helplessly, and asked again: "Do you know the monthly turnover of your place, what is the monthly turnover?"

The fat manager shook his head again: "I'm only responsible for the five-hour shift every day, and I don't care about the rest. How do I know?"

Ling Han was completely speechless to this silly boy, and sighed helplessly: "Do you know how much money you make every month?"

The fat manager shook his head violently: "Hehe, I don't know, the money will be transferred to my account anyway, and I really haven't calculated how much I spend."

If such a stupid son is thrown into the mountains, he will be disgusted by others, and he will never even think about marrying a wife in this life.

It seems that reincarnation is really a technical job.

Ling Han's heart trembled for a while, until now he realized that he had met a master, and he was a real master.

A fool to a certain level is a master.

Whether this person speaks or does things, everything is beyond Ling Han's imagination.

Ling Han really didn't know how to talk to him.

After a few minutes, Ling Han spoke again: "How about this, you call your dad and ask, how much is this coffee shop?"

The fat manager first chuckled, then obediently picked up the phone, and called his own father in front of Ling Han.

Soon, the call was connected.

There was an enthusiastic voice on the other end of the phone.

"Good son, why did you remember to call Dad?"

"Dad, God asked me to ask you, how much is my coffee shop?"

As soon as the fat manager's words came out, there was a burst of cursing on the other end of the phone.

"Are you stupid? That coffee shop is the property I gave you. Can you sell it as soon as you say it?"

Having said that, the phone was hung up mercilessly.

Ling Han's plan ended here, he sighed again.

Facing the fat manager made him lose his fighting spirit.

"My god, my god, you heard it too. My dad said that this coffee shop is not allowed to sell. Otherwise, you take me to play games every day, take me to fly, and this coffee shop will send you off."

The fat manager looked at Ling Han dumbfoundedly, he looked very cute.