When Wei Yu told Liao Ran what happened, he was a little scared: "The police arrived half a minute late and I couldn't hold on."

In the previous WeChat communication, Wei Yu only said something and asked him to drive to the hospital gate to pick him up. Liao Ran thought that most of them had a cold or something.

Seeing that Wei Yu sneezed twice in a row, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes to his friend: "You should do what you can, if your mobile phone is broken and has no battery, or you are far away from the police station, and the police can't make it in time, what are you doing today? It's over."

Wei Yu held his nose, and his nasal voice was slurred: "I can't bear it, that child is less than two years old, and his mother is also very young, so you won't ignore it if you meet this time."

Liao Ran choked and curled his lips, and had to admit that he was right: "The business in the store is good, I think you need to increase the amount, is Auntie busy?"

The turnover reported by Liao Ran made Wei Yu happy for a while: "I plan to move to live in the store, so I don't have to leave early and return late, and the things will be burned in the store."

"You burn?" Liao Ran raised his voice exaggeratedly.

Wei Yu: "Steaming lo mei is mainly about the duration of the fire and the ratio of seasonings. At the beginning, I will ask my mother to prepare the base ingredients and bring them over. Later, I will decide whether to cook it myself according to the situation."

After the explanation, he realized the unbelievability of Liao Ran's words, and squeezed his sore nose: "What's wrong with my fever? One day my fever will be as good as my mother's."

"Really? Does Auntie know?"

"If you don't believe me, I'll cook for you another day. This year, my cooking skills are much better, and I have learned from my mother."

Liao Ran hummed but smiled silently.

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Wei Yu had indeed planned it out, the lo mei shop was too far away from home, he got up at 10:30 and got home at [-]:[-], and spent at least five hours on the road every day, wasting a lot of time.

And usually when he doesn't come home, his parents will always leave him waiting for the door, which will hurt his body after a long time.

The store is divided into upper and lower floors. The previous lessee designated the second floor as a warehouse. The area is not large, but it is enough for one person to live in and can be used.

The lo-mei is fired in the store, saving you the trouble of carrying it every day.

Recently, my father’s health has been getting better. I heard from my mother that he strictly followed his working hours to do woodcarving every day. Sometimes he would secretly process it when he felt itchy.

This arrangement is good for parents, myself and the lo mei shop.

After reporting his plan at home, Wei Yu repeatedly promised to pay attention to his health, and his parents finally let go.

Another two days of busy work, cleaning the second floor and buying bedding, a single apartment took shape.

Wei Yu lived here, calculated the time every day to cook lo mei in the back kitchen, drew pictures while guarding the shop, and rested directly in the shop at night. Everything went well. Next, Wei Yu began to think about ways to deal with Zhou Fulai.

In the past two days, he has inquired around openly and secretly, and learned that there is indeed a mysterious boss. He opened many shops on the commercial street, and it is true that some new shops failed to open soon after they opened for no reason. But they didn't know. reason.

But Wei Yu found one thing after analysis, that is, every time a newly opened store closes for no reason, a new store of the same kind will open in the commercial street, such as the Sichuan restaurant on the street, the barbecue restaurant in the middle, etc. This is the case. .

If the mysterious person behind is Zhou Fulai, the reason why he came to warn himself should be the same.

There are no successful lo-mei restaurants nearby, so if he occupies the market first, it will be much more difficult for him to enter again.

In fact, Weiyu doesn't care about competition, especially food, which does not come from the wholesale market and has different tastes. As long as it can catch the taste buds of some consumers, it will not worry about sales at all.

It's dirty enough to drive away potential competitors.

It's just that what method should be used to completely cut off the other party's thoughts? The police must have evidence, but if he doesn't, he has to find another way.

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In a blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Qingcheng officially entered winter. When it rained, the humid air rolled, like tarsus maggots clinging to the bones, and the cold was clear.

Northerners rely on heating to survive the winter, while southerners rely on righteousness.

Wei Yu turned on the heater and drew pictures behind the counter. The studio gave him a second job, but he was not satisfied after handing it over, so he called back for revision.

For half a month, the store's business has been stable. He tried to increase the amount, but there was still a lot left. He guessed that the initial consumption had almost bottomed out, and the daily profit was not bad, but Wei Yu didn't want to stop there.

Making money is an addictive thing, especially if you reach your destination step by step through your own plan and earn the money in the plan, you will never be so satisfied.

But thinking, can I earn that amount?How to do?

There is a difference between greed and ambition, Wei Yu has always felt that ambition is not a derogatory term.

Thanks to the highly developed food delivery, even though there are few pedestrians outside, the business is good, which is almost the same as usual.

It took a lot of effort to revise the manuscript, Wei Yu closed his eyes and took a nap, his pockets trembled and vibrated, and he saw that it was Chu Chengyu.

Half a month ago, I didn't eat Cheng Chu Chengyu's cooking, and I wanted to make up for it the next day, but Chu Chengyu received an invitation from an old friend and went abroad that day.

It was Qiu Xingzhi who picked it up.

They didn't see each other after they were separated in the hospital. Qiu Xingzhi sent him a few WeChat messages, to the effect that he went abroad to deal with business, and told him to remember to take medicine.

Qiu Xingzhi; "Mom is back and insists on seeing you. Is it convenient for you?"

Wei Yu was stunned for two seconds: "Now?"

"Yes." Qiu Xingzhi paused, "Mom and I met in Berlin and came back together. We are now at the airport expressway."

There was no inconvenience in his own small business. He didn't even thank Chu Chengyu in person for such a precious gift.

So: "I'm in the store, if Auntie is willing, that's fine."

"Okay, see you later."

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The mother and son came very quickly, and when he heard the sound and opened the door, Qiu Xingzhi was opening the umbrella and waiting for Chu Chengyu to get off the car.

The umbrella is very large and completely blocks the falling water droplets.

The size of a pearl, it ticked down on the umbrella surface, shattered silently, some remained, and others slid down to the ground with a grunt, sparking small splashes, repeating over and over again.

Chu Chengyu seemed to have said something, while gently holding his son's arm, Qiu Xingzhi smiled and nodded, and then the two came towards the store together.

In winter, the smiles of the mother and son filled the gloomy sky with some bright colors.

Qiu Xingzhi turned his head, and his smile deepened: "Wei Yu."

Wei Yu came back to his senses, and greeted Chu Chengyu: "Auntie."

"Xiao Yu, long time no see."

At the door, Chu Chengyu turned to Wei Yu's arm: "Last time I left in a hurry and didn't see each other. I told you that you were sick. How are you now?"

Wei Yu: "It's just a cold, it will be fine soon."

Chu Chengyu pulled him to look at him and talked.

Chu Chengyu has a very gentle appearance, and she has always spoken softly, and there is no trace of impatience in her.

As for Qiu Xingzhi, he was so handsome that he was a bit evil, and he never spoke coldly, and he didn't see much warmth in him.

In fact, Qiu Xingzhi's handsome appearance is more inherited from his father Qiu Chenguang. Just looking at the outside, the father and son are almost like a mold. In another 30 years, Qiu Xingzhi will be the second Qiu Chenguang.

But when Wei Yu saw Chu Chengyu for the first time at Qiu Xingzhi's house, he guessed that the two were mother and son.

An indescribable similarity can prove blood relationship more than appearance, and Wei Yu himself can't tell what it is.

After exchanging pleasantries, Qiu Xingzhi asked, "Did those people come to make trouble again?"

Zhou Fulai wandered around the commercial street almost every day, and came to Wei Yu's shop to chat a few times, all kinds of words hinted that the mysterious boss would not let him go. Wei Yu knew that he had to speed up his pace of thinking.

"I haven't been here before. I called the police last time. They probably won't come again." If they come, they will change their methods.

Chu Chengyu patted his son's arm lightly: "You go out first, Mom has something to say to Xiaoyu."

Qiu Xingzhi; "..."

"I have something to whisper to Xiaoyu, and I can't let you listen." Chu Chengyu pursed his lips and smiled happily, "Go quickly, be obedient."

Qiu Xingzhi returned to the car unwillingly, and Chu Chengyu asked, "Is the family okay? How is your father recovering from the surgery?"

Mentioning this, Wei Yu couldn't help showing a gratified smile: "They have found something to do, and they are much more cheerful."

Parents are in very good condition these days. Every night they video chat and smile constantly. This is something that makes Wei Yu more satisfied than making money.

Chu Chengyu brushed aside Wei Yu's black hair, "If you need help, please tell Auntie, okay?"

"Thank you auntie, I know."

Gratitude is sincere, but Wei Yu knows that this day will never come.

Chu Chengyu quickly laughed again: "By the way, there is a dinner party at around ten o'clock tonight, and a lot of things are sold. My friend invited me to go. Can you go with your aunt? Don't worry, it won't affect your place. Not far from here."

Wei Yu really doesn't understand the thoughts of rich people, are they all night owls who hold parties and sell things at night?

"You know a lot of things, can you help Auntie's staff?"

Wei Yu felt embarrassed when he said this, he had a lot of interests, he could see a little bit about everything, but it was half a bucket full of water.

After Chu Chengyu said that, he didn't refuse anymore.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the lo mei was sold out, and the rain that had fallen all day was very face-saving and gradually subsided until it stopped. Wei Yu was in a good mood and drove to the place Chu Chengyu said.

It was a high-end club, Wei Yu would pass by on his way home, it was easy to find, Chu Chengyu was already waiting in front of the door when he got off the car, most of the parties invited to this dinner were acquaintances, others were not allowed to enter.

"Actually, the children of a few friends of friends have designed some things for exhibition. Let's hold a show. There won't be too many people in a while. Auntie wants to buy some paintings. You can help me refer to them."

The vibration of the mobile phone interrupted Wei Yu's survey of the clubhouse: "I'm sorry, Auntie, I will answer the phone."

Chu Chengyu talked to a friend, Wei Yu went to the corner to answer.

The call was from the owner of the sushi restaurant next door, a little mysterious: "Handsome boss, several people knocked on your store door just now, I said that today's food is sold out and come back tomorrow, they said they didn't come to buy things, and asked me where you went, I said I don't know."

The other party spoke so fast, without even a pause, Wei Yu almost choked out of breath: "What does it look like?"

"It's too dark to see clearly. They seem to be wearing masks and hats. They are mysterious. Now they are leaving."

Mysterious man, wearing a mask and hat...

Zhou Fulai's new trick?

What do you want to do this time?

Turning around while hanging up the phone, but bumped into something hard, Wei Yu hurriedly raised his head.

In front of him, a tall man rubbed his chest and glared at him: "What are you doing... Oh, isn't this Wei Yu?"

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