Oh, how do you hit someone?

The party on the first day of junior high school lasted until nine o'clock in the afternoon.

After the afternoon nap, the dining table was cleaned up and a table of mahjong was placed.

Qin Shang didn't know how to play mahjong, so he dragged Pei Jiding to watch TV on the sofa.

Pei Jiding tried to stuff the red envelope back, and before leaving, he stuffed several big red paper bags into the back of the sofa in Su Chuntao's living room.

When I went out and got on the elevator, my arms suddenly became hot, and the red envelope like a hot potato lay back on my hand.

Qin Shang pressed the elevator button behind his back, and said, "I didn't realize you were so awkward before, so I'll hold it for you, just like a little girl."

Sometimes people's good intentions cannot be evaded, and excessive rejection becomes ignorance of good and evil.

But Pei Jiding felt like riding a roller coaster with the money.

There is only one thought in my mind.

How could Qin Shang and his family be so nice.

The barbecue shop was only closed for three days during the Chinese New Year. After going to Su Chuntao's for a meal at noon on the second day of junior high school and bringing back big and small bags of food, the two rode their motorcycles to the barbecue shop.

It is said that the door is open on the second day of the new year, but in fact, there is no one who is not at home and runs out to eat barbecue on the second day of the new year.

Qin Shang came so early only to clean up and tidy up the items in the store.

The compound was extremely quiet, and the wind was howling, seeping in through the cracks in the windows and doors bit by bit.

Winter nights come very early, at six or seven o'clock, the sun has already disappeared.

The door of the compound was locked, and the air conditioner was turned on in the small shop. Qin Shang was lying on Tang He's usual cashier's desk, with a large sheet of white paper spread out, and pencils, pens and erasers on hand.

He has been sitting like this since around five o'clock in the afternoon, with a small desk lamp above his head, which is dazzlingly bright.

Pei Jiding moved a bench and sat at the table watching Qin Shang write and draw.

That piece of paper is so big that it needs to be pressed with something around it, otherwise it will curl.

The lines on the picture are vertical and horizontal, densely packed and very complicated.

When Qin Shang paints, he doesn't have the same temperament as when he cooks barbecue.The former focuses on elegance, while the latter is wild and free.

An eye was added to the bridge of his nose, and the lens was very thin. Pei Jiding could see Qin Shang's eyes bent by the lens through the light from the side.

Focused, good-looking, rich and with a little star in it.

This idea was too literary and hypocritical, the moment the idea appeared in his mind, Pei Jiding shivered.

Just when Qin Shang tilted his head to glance at the time, he stopped writing, the stars behind the lens disappeared, and Pei Jiding's embarrassment also disappeared.

He poked his head to look at the painting, and sighed, "I can't see it, boss, you still have this skill!"

"What is this painting? A Picture of Rising the River during the Qingming Festival?"

"...Your brain is filled with chicken soup, isn't it?" Qin Shang pushed his head away and said, "This is a blueprint."

Pei Jiding groaned, and went to look at the painting again.

The complex strokes on the picture form a small shop with the familiar "Barbecue seller!" on the doorplate, but the facade has changed.

The original fence wall and the simple limestone courtyard are gone, replaced by an open glass door, and a wide hall is inside.

There are also some partial descriptions scattered around, including the back kitchen, restaurant design, and dish selection area, which look exquisite.

In fact, this small shop can also see some literary style of the owner, but this one on the drawing is more mature.

Pei Jiding was dumbfounded when he looked at the drawing. This drawing is not as professional as a serious architectural designer, but it still looks good.

He found that Qin Shang was like a treasure chest, he could find many pearls and emeralds, gold coins and diamonds anytime and anywhere, and each of them was a delicacy, which was amazing.

Qin Shang folded the drawing, saw Pei Jiding poking his head silently, and asked, "Why, are you convinced?"

Pei Jiding leaned forward, and didn't straighten up when he heard the words, half lying on the table and turned to look at Qin Shang: "Don't be shameless, I am convinced by this little skill, you have the ability to draw me a Notre Dame de Paris !"

"But you're quite versatile."

"It's not easy to know Notre Dame de Paris." Qin Shang leaned on the chair and saw that Pei Jiding's half body was pressed on the table and paintings, somehow he looked a bit like a noble concubine.

It's just that the imperial concubine is a bit too savage.

"I bought a few books on interior design and read them in my free time. These are all amateurs, and I have to find a designer for details."

He put away the drawings, turned the key, and poked Pei Jiding's waist stuck by the table: "Let's go, go home."

Back home, Pei Jiding asked Qin Shang lazily on the sofa: "The drawings are for decoration?"

"En." Qin Shang responded, went back to the bedroom and took out a notebook.

The notebook is made of cowhide, and the quality is very good. The edge of the first half of the notebook is black, which is obviously used.

Qin Shang sat down and shook his notebook towards Pei Jiding: "Tell you about the company's prospects?"

He opened the notebook, and the first few pages were densely written with words, accounts, notes, and several names and phone numbers.

After that, there are small drawings one by one. If you look closely, you will find that they are similar to some parts of the big drawing, but they are more sloppy and have not yet been formed.

"It's not a problem that the store has been open in the alley. I have been thinking about this plan for a year and a half, from site selection to decoration, and the building materials that need to be equipped."

Qin Shang pointed to one of the pages, on which were the names of some interior furnishings, followed by prices and manufacturers.

"My mother was ill and didn't take care of it before. Seeing that her condition has improved these days, I put this matter on the agenda. It can be regarded as a new year's goal."

"Then what about this one now, isn't it open?"

Qin Shang went to see Pei Jiding, and Pei Jiding supported his knees and turned to look at him.

Maybe he didn't notice the reluctance in his tone when he was speaking, at first he heard it was just a simple question, but after careful scrutiny, some clues of reluctance and reluctance hidden in it would be revealed.

"Do you like this store now?"

"No." Pei Jiding hesitated, comparing the more gorgeous and modern shop on the blueprint with the unsightly street stalls today.

Which is good and which is bad, in fact, needless to say.

What he couldn't bear to part with was the people in that compound, the atmosphere of that compound.

Before coming to Qin Shang's house, he lived in a small warehouse for a few months. Although the buddies squatting in the yard at night to make skewers are wild and open-minded, they are really relaxed and at ease.

Pei Jiding leaned on the back of the sofa, raised his head, and changed the subject: "You take care of your shop, I'll just wait for the boss to get rich and take me to drink and eat meat."

A dog cannot spit ivory out of its mouth.

Qin Shang turned his head and tapped on his notebook.

"Then just wait and see. After this decoration, plus the rent, it will cost hundreds of thousands, at least. Your boss is not that rich yet."

"Isn't the barbecue restaurant very profitable? Tang He's little notebook is filled with writing every day."

"Eldest young master, you don't know if the world is suffering or not."

Qin Shang handed him the notebook in reverse.

Pei Jiding took it and opened it, and on the back was a series of bills, with expenditures in red and income in black, which had been written down for several years depending on the thickness.

"I have to pay for the mortgage, store rental fees, utilities, material costs, and your wages. This store looks like it's booming, but it's actually just enough to make ends meet. I can't rest for a day."

The bill is very detailed, Qin Shang's handwriting is beautiful, strong and powerful, and every stroke written on it is the mark of hard work just like him.

It has been seven years since this year, and I have memorized most of the books.

Pei Jiding did the math, seven years ago, Qin Shang was only 22, the same age as him, but he had already gradually supported a shop and started counting the expenses.

No one's life is easy, and those warm and fulfilling families are built with little effort and accumulation.

Pei Jiding raised his eyes from the notebook, and looked at Qin Shang's half-smile eyes.

Those eyes are saying that you, a rich second generation who doesn't eat fireworks, don't understand anything.

Although it is a joke, the experience and maturity brought by the experience are what Pei Jiding has not yet obtained. Qin Shang, who has worked so hard for seven years, is still far away from the small shop on the blueprint.

Pei Jiding threw the notebook back, paused for a while and asked: "Let's discuss, can I participate in a stock?"

"Participation?"

"The salary you gave me, and this year's New Year's money, it is estimated to be [-] to [-]. How about I be your angel investor? From now on, I will be your beneficiary father."

"Your skin is itchy, isn't it?" Qin Shang caught the notebook thrown over, "Your [-] to [-] is still an angel investor, and it's not enough to fit your teeth."

Pei Jiding's blood was poured with cold water, and he was immediately unhappy. He straightened up and raised his head to protest: "Hey, don't treat Teddy as a big dog, [-] is not money?"

"You compare yourself to Teddy?"

"Go ahead, I still want to give you this money. If you want it, you have to ask for it, and if you don't want it, you have to ask for it. Sign and pledge, and I will have a share in this store from now on!"

He patted his chest and said that he was going to open Qin Shang's Alipay. This movement was like Taoyuan's three knots, high-spirited and utterly rascal.

I have seen people asking for money, but I have never seen people giving money.

Qin Shang endured a smile and looked at Pei Jiding. After a few minutes of stalemate, he found that those arrogant eyes were real, just like the joy and contention in the eyes of a businessman when he saw a good product.

How much money does Pei Jiding have?

If he hadn't been kicked out, the hundreds of thousands would be just his monthly pocket money, but Er Shao Pei had been down for a few months, so he pointed to Qin Shang to help him, and the hard-earned savings were only [-], and there was a lot of money in it. A few days ago, Qin Shang's relative Said.

Although the money is small, Pei Jiding can be regarded as entrusting all his wealth to him.

Even though the drama was full, Qin Shang still felt very happy. His mood was probably similar to thinking that he raised a wolf, but he didn't expect it to be a loyal husky.

He tore off a piece of paper from his notebook, wrote carefully for a long time, and then signed it in the lower right corner.

"Here." He handed over the paper, "You don't need to go bankrupt now, just sign the contract, and I'll ask you to get it if I need it."

Pei Jiding took it, the contract was really crude, and the letterhead still read "Selling barbecue! Co., Ltd.".

It's very short, roughly meaning that Pei Jiding invests in barbecue restaurants, how much shares he takes.

Pei Jiding glanced at it, signed his name at the end, folded it up and said to Qin Shang, "I'll take this and make a copy. Let's make two copies, and we will be partners in the future."

"Okay." Qin Shang took the pen and replied, "Partner."