San Fu

When he heard Boss Jiang's voice and his words, Duan Feifan felt that the screen was full of bullet screens in front of him, covering Jiang Kuo's face.

Duan Feifan, die!Duan Feifan, die!Duan Feifan, die!Duan Feifan, die!

Duan Feifan, die!Duan Feifan, die!Duan Feifan, die!Duan Feifan, die!

Duan Feifan, die!Duan Feifan, die!Duan Feifan, die!Duan Feifan, die!

Perhaps seeing his suddenly serious face, Jiang Kuo opened his mouth to ask.

In the blink of an eye, he covered Jiang Kuo's mouth. Because of his nervousness, he lost control of his grip, and Jiang Kuo was directly slapped on the bedpost behind him while covering his mouth.

There was a "dang" sound.

Jiang Kuo's eyes widened instantly, and he stared at him.

Duan Feifan, die again!

"President Jiang," Duan Feifei didn't dare to let go of his hand covering Jiang Kuo's mouth after saying these two words, "I'm sorry, I..."

After he finished yelling at Mr. Jiang, in order to prevent Mr. Jiang from coming to the embarrassing conclusion that they were together early in the morning and yelling because they were disturbed, he could not let Jiang Kuo speak out. For Jiang Kuo, Mr. Jiang is not someone who needs to shut up. Jiang Kuo will most likely yell at the phone and I know all about the secret deeds you two have behind my back!

"I thought it was a call from a friend of mine." Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo, put his index finger on his mouth, and then slowly let go.

Jiang Kuo understood what he meant, but after touching the back of his head, he pointed at him, and then wiped his hand viciously on his neck.

Duan Feifei quickly tilted his head and stuck out his tongue.

"Crazy." Jiang Kuo cursed with a smile.

"Your friendship is quite like an enemy." Boss Jiang said over there.

Jiang Kuo leaned over and listened.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang," Duan Feifei turned the phone towards him, cleared his throat, "I slept late yesterday..."

"You've been driving all night," Mr. Jiang said, "It's very annoying to be woken up early in the morning. I didn't realize that you can still rush like this before?"

Jiang Kuo suddenly laughed silently.

"No! No!" When Duan Feifei heard this, he stood up straight, squeezed the center of his brows, and collected himself, "It mainly depends on who is calling. I answered the call without looking at it. If it is you, Certainly not in such a rush, after all, I just delivered the delivery yesterday, and I should have called to report to you today."

"Hey, this mouth," Mr. Jiang paused, "If Jiang Kuo's expressive ability is half as good as yours, I can live ten more years."

Depend on.Jiang Kuo was silent and upset.

"He just doesn't like to talk sometimes," Duan Feifei said, "This time he came back from home, he was always worried."

Jiang Kuo glared at him.

"It's better for him not to open his mouth, it's very irritating," Mr. Jiang said, "Did yesterday go well?"

"It went well," Duan Feifan said, "But Lawyer Jiang and the others didn't have a good meal on the way, so they just ate at the rest stop."

"Well, I get it," Mr. Jiang said, "You have to rush back to meet them at noon, or you can go together, so I don't have to talk so much."

"...For such a serious matter, you still have to speak in person," Duan Feifei said, "I don't know what the situation is."

Jiang Kuo is having a tonic on the side.

"It's better not to tell Jiang Kuo about this matter yet," Mr. Jiang said, "Don't let him listen to the company's affairs, but if you don't let him touch the father's affairs, 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 what the hell."

Duan Feifei smiled.

"I'll ask someone to transfer yesterday's fee to you in a while," Mr. Jiang said, "Give me an account number."

"...Fee?" Duan Feifei was stunned for a moment, "There is no fee. I didn't pay for the food bought on the way, but Lawyer Jiang and the others bought it."

Jiang Kuo patted him and told him exaggeratedly: Yes!

Yes!

Mr. Jiang laughed over there: "It's not how much you spend. For the cost of employing people, remember to send me the account number."

Send it to him!

Jiang Kuo stared at him.

"Okay," Duan Feifei said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

"Okay, then you can continue to rest," Mr. Jiang said, "I don't have anything to do here for the time being, and I will come to you later if I need help."

"Anytime." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue softly.

After Mr. Jiang hung up the phone, Duan Feifan stared at the phone to confirm that he had hung up, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

"Aren't you stupid," Jiang Kuo said, "If he wants to give you money, just take it!"

"The main reason is that I was caught off guard when he said that suddenly," Duan Feifei said, "He is your father, so it's embarrassing to talk about money."

"Should you know," Jiang Kuo said, "You helped him with this matter because he is my father. What's his position on asking you? My friend, what position does he have to make you help him for nothing?"

your boyfriend.

He still has a stand.

It's just that you don't know it.

"So he should have given the money," Jiang Kuo said, "You just take it."

"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded.

"Send him the account number." Jiang Kuo said.

"Take it easy for an hour," Duan Feifan said, "Isn't it a bit..."

"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 are not in a hurry with him this time, and he will be able to really follow him next time." Don't be in a hurry, you have to be clear about money."

"Okay." Duan Feifei bowed his head and sent his card number to Mr. Jiang.

"Sure enough, I have added friends." Jiang Kuo looked at his mobile phone interface.

"Wait for me here?" Duan Feifei was shocked.

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue.

After being interrupted by Mr. Jiang, the previous ambiguous atmosphere has disappeared, and Jiang Liao sent a message to Jiang Kuo, their hotel is close to the new store, and they will go to the new store to see it later, so there is no need to cultivate the atmosphere. It's time.

"Should I call Lao Fan now?" Duan Feifei said, "It will only open tomorrow, shall we call him tomorrow?"

"Anything is fine," Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "If you want to see him today..."

"I don't want to!" Duan Feifei immediately interrupted him, "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 Feifan followed behind him. Boss Jiang has passed this level, and there is another level waiting for him.

Since no one came back from the dormitory, Fan Jiabao's car was parked on the side of the road diagonally opposite the dormitory when he came back yesterday.

Jiang Kuo can see it as soon as he goes out.

The only hope is that Jiang Kuo will not notice the car.

But Fan Jiabao's car is quite luxurious, and Jiang Kuo has been in it before. For Jiang Kuo who has been playing with cars, it is impossible not to notice it.

Sure enough, when Jiang Kuo came out of the dormitory, he looked up and saw the car, and then looked back at him: "I haven't asked you yet, what car did you drive to send Jiang Lv?"

Duan Feifan, just for fun.

"Just..." Duan Feifei pointed to the car, "I asked Lao Fan to borrow that car."

"Looks like I have to go home," Jiang Kuo said, "and drive a car that can accommodate more people."

"It's boring," Duan Feifei said, "I just like the 911 that can only seat two people."

"Mine is a four-seater," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "although there is not much space for people to sit in the back."

"I like the 911 that can only accommodate two people even though it has four seats," Duan Feifei said. "And it has to be green, not any other color."

"Damn," Jiang Kuo laughed, "I'm convinced."

"I asked Hu Zi to find me a business car. If he can find it, I don't have to spend money 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."

"Did Mr. Jiang not get you a car when he assigned you work!" Jiang Kuo was annoyed.

"What's the matter, won't he be exposed if he moves?" Duan Feifei said, "I can only find a car, and he said don't drive a truck."

Jiang Kuo was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help but let out a laugh: "Why, don't you like the truck!"

"He said that there might be four or five people in the family, and the truck can't fit in, and the cargo compartment can't accommodate people." Duan Feifei said.

"Hey!" Jiang Kuo smiled and walked to the side of the car, looking at him.

"What?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Drove this car, don't you want to return the car?" Jiang Kuo said, "The green 911 has four seats but can only accommodate two people. It's in the parking lot of Dongbianqiao Market. Why don't you go there and drive it?" .”

"Go." Duan Feifei smiled and took out the key.

Everything in the new store has been prepared. The first batch of packaged sauced beef is also ready. The quantity is not large. The main purpose is to test the feedback of the new packaging. Look at the situation to increase.

When the two of them arrived at the new store, Jiang Liao and they hadn't arrived yet. The old aunt was in the store, making 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 shop over there from the car window. "It's good to make 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 two cousins."

"Children from rich families are always immature in several aspects," Duan Feifei said, "He is in this aspect, and you are in other aspects."

"Am I naive?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Sometimes," Duan Feifei also looked at him, "but it's pretty good."

"F-Fan! Duan!" Fan Jiabao shouted at the door of the store, waving a rag.

Duan Feifei reached out to the car window and waved, looking at Jiang Kuo: "Get out of the car?"

"Hmm." Jiang Kuo smiled.

Duan Feifei threw the car keys to Fan Jiabao: "Thank you."

"Is everything going well?" Fan Jiabao asked.

"It went smoothly," Duan Feifei said, "Your car can also park VIPs, which is convenient."

"There is still a need for a face-to-face meeting," Fan Jiabao said, "I am a VIP wherever there are VIPs in this city."

"Damn." Duan Feifei smiled.

"What, it's normal," Fan Jiabao said, "Didn't you pay attention when you went to play with Jiang Kuo and the others? He must be the same."

"I didn't pay much attention," Duan Feifei said, "we eat, drink and have fun in his own territory."

"Damn!" Fan Jiabao yelled.

"Old aunt," Jiang Kuo entered the store and greeted the old aunt, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"No more," the old aunt waved her hand, "Xiao Fan came over early in the morning and finished everything. Is your sister coming over soon?"

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.

"Then I'm leaving," the old aunt took off her apron, turned around and ran, "Oh, don't take pictures of me."

"Well!" Duan Feifei stopped her, "Is this your store and you are running so fast!"

"I'm ashamed," said the old aunt, "let's shoot your uncle."

"I don't shoot people today," Jiang Kuo said with a smile, "I will shoot people tomorrow. There will be a lot of people tomorrow, so it won't be obvious if you blend in with the crowd."

"Yes," Fan Jiabao was rolling a rag beside him, "There will still be people queuing up tomorrow..."

Jiang Kuo looked at the rag in his hand, although it could be seen that it was a new rag, but no matter how new it was, it was a rag that had been wiped around in the store. Fan Jiabao had been shaking the rag since he greeted him just now, and now he just turned it around. Not to mention that the transfer was pretty good, as if he had just been expelled from some Erren Zhuan troupe.

"Put down that rag of yours!" Jiang Kuo couldn't bear it anymore.

The rag in Fan Jiabao's hand stopped suddenly, and he looked at Jiang Kuo: "What's wrong?"

"Not really," Jiang Kuo said, "You should stop washing your face."

"Fuck." Fan Jiabao smiled, rolled up a ball of rag, glanced at the bucket by the back kitchen door, threw the rag into it, and splashed a lot of water.

"Oops!" the old aunt yelled, came over and slapped him, "The bucket is full of dirty water!"

"It's okay, I'll mop the floor for you later." Fan Jiabao said with a smile.

"You stay here." Duan Feifei went over and poured water from the bucket.

Jiang Kuo turned to the Niusandao cooked food owned by him and Duan Feifan next to him. The shelves were already full of beef sauce in bags, in two sizes, and in two flavors of beef sauce.

Jiang Kuo was not there when the goods were displayed. What he wanted was not to fill them all up, but to put them in a more aesthetically pleasing way. He thought about messing with them for a while, but when he came over to take a look, he found that everything was well-designed and full. It is well-proportioned, and it looks like the goods are very rich, but it doesn't feel crowded.

"How is it?" Fan Jiabao followed and asked.

Jiang Kuo turned his head and glanced at him: "Did you do 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 clicked his tongue.

"How is it?" Fan Jiabao asked again.

It reminded Jiang Kuo of the time 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 to join in the fun tomorrow," Fan Jiabao said, "I also called some people to make it lively."

"Who are you calling?" Jiang Kuo was very vigilant. When the store opened, there were a bunch of big brothers with colorful arms hanging around, which might be a bit scary.

"All friends," Fan Jiabao said, "don't worry, all are good people, the kind that can still be consumed."

Jiang Kuo smiled, thought about it and looked at him again: "It's really rare to see a landlord like you."

"There is something in your words," Fan Jiabao immediately pointed at him, "You have something in your words."

"Don't point at me." Jiang Kuo said.

"Fuck," Fan Jiabao withdrew his hand, "I didn't say that, do you think I have some intentions?"

"No." Jiang Kuo said.

"I like women, you know that." Fan Jiabao said.

Jiang Kuo was a little embarrassed that the topic was suddenly opened up by Fan Jiabao, and he was speechless when he turned around.

"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 if I help so much. The main reason is... I think you two are very interesting."

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.

both?

Isn't Duan Feifan very interesting.

"Duan Feifei really wants to do a good job, that's normal," Fan Jiabao said, "You also want to do a good job, it's quite... different."

"What's the difference?" Jiang Kuo said.

"I can't do anything well," Fan Jiabao said, "No one in my family thinks that I can do well. I think I'm just playing when I do everything. I just... envy you two."

"We don't accept shares for the time being," Jiang Kuo said.

Fan Jiabao was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

"Did you open a coffee shop before?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Huh?" Fan Jiabao was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, I like to drink coffee, but the business is not working, so I'm paying for everything."

"Where are they all open?" 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 a map and photos of the store..."

After Duan Feifei finished pouring the water, he put everything in the back kitchen in order, turned around twice, and made sure that if the river was flooding for a while, they would be in perfect condition if they patted the back, and then went back to the front.

Jiang Kuo and Fan Jiabao were not seen.

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 mobile phone together.

"That's it," Fan Jiabao pointed to the phone, "This street is actually quite lively..."

Duan Feifei walked over, neither of them looked up, he put 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 real," Fan Jiabao laughed, and suddenly sucked his lips hard at him, "MUA!"

"Your uncle!" Duan Feifei straightened up abruptly.

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 took 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 at them: "Drive up!"

Big Pig gave directions and drove the car to the front of the store.

The car door opened, and Jiang Liao and Xiao Zhu got out of the car.

"Fuck me." Fan Jiabao said later.

Jiang Kuo turned his head immediately: "Stay away from my sister."

"Don't think about his sister." Duan Feifei and Jiang Kuo said at the same time.

Fan Jiabao looked at the two of them: "I'm so fucking...Which one is the younger sister?"

"Tall ones." Duan Feifei said.

Fan Jiabao breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not my thing to be too cool, I'm afraid she will whip me."

He glanced over there and lowered his voice: "My sister's friend, please introduce me... Is that man's boyfriend?"

"No." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"That's fine," Fan Jiabao pushed Jiang Kuo, "Let me introduce you."

"Ah..." Jiang Kuo was speechless.

"This is my friend Lao Fan, Fan Jiabao," Duan Feifei introduced Fan Jiabao to Jiang Leo and the others, and then took a look at Fan Jiabao again, "This is Jiang Kuo's sister, Jiang Lie, her friend Xiao Zhu, And big pigs."

"Hi," Fan Jiabao nodded to them, "Just call me Lao Fan."

"It's not old, why should it be called Lao Fan." Little Pig said with a smile.

"You can call me Xiao Fan." Fan Jiabao said immediately.

A few people entered the store and chatted with the old lady, while Big Pig kept watching with a camera.

"It's pretty good," Jiang Liao looked at Jiang Kuo, "It's much more advanced than I imagined."

"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 Lele's face.

"Do you have dark circles?" Jiang Liao asked.

"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "not obvious."

"I covered it up," Jiang Liao smiled, "I didn't sleep yesterday."

"Then you can talk to Duan Feifan," Jiang Kuo said, "He didn't sleep yesterday."

"What are you talking about?" Duan Feifei came over, "Do you have any experience with insomnia?"

"Drink together at night." Jiang Liao smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

After Jiang Liao walked away, Duan Feifan looked at Jiang Kuo: "Did she not sleep?"

"Well, often." Jiang Kuo whispered, "Going to drink at night?"

"Go." Duan Feifei nodded.

Jiang Kuo glanced at Little Pig and said, "Call Fan Jiabao."

Duan Feifei also looked over and found that Xiaozhu and Fan Jiabao had a good chat.

"No." He said decisively.

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo was stunned for a moment, and then looked over there, "Are you jealous of Fan Jiabao or Xiaozhu?"

"Damn." Duan Feifei immediately turned around.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Kuo asked with a smile, "Why didn't you call him?"

"What were you two talking about?" Duan Feifei said.

"He's at the coffee shop, what else can we talk about," Jiang Kuo said, "What?"

"Nothing," Duan Feifei clicked his tongue, "I'm just simply upset."

Hey!

Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifan.

Compared with what he heard on the phone, the sentence Duan Feifei said in person, with expression, emotion, and handsome face, is quite charming.