"I said little sister, whether we can finish eating, do you want to worry about it?"

Seeing that the waiter at the food stall actually interrupted Li Changheng's picking food, the mouse suddenly said with dissatisfaction, "Worry about the SIRs not paying?"

Unexpectedly, the little girl with long hair did not nod directly, but her gaze and expression were no different from nodding her head directly.

"It's me", as soon as Mouse Ming scolded him, he was stopped by Chen Xijiu's eyes.

Then I saw that Li Changheng had turned his head to look at the little girl ordering food with her head down and most of her cheeks blocked by her long hair.

NM.

Mouse Ming and Chen Xijiu looked at each other with excitement and expectation.

Lei Luo and Lan Jiang wanted to find a suitable woman to introduce Li Changheng's ideas, and they had already told Chen Xijiu, Mouse Ming and other confidants this morning.

Can be in line with the aesthetics of ghosts, but also knowledgeable, beautiful, quiet or special girl, where is so easy to find?

Chen Xijiu even offered a reward to nine wives, whoever has a suitable candidate will directly reward 50,000.

But I didn't expect that things are often so unexpected, and the headaches are solved by themselves.

If Henry, the little devil, really liked this little girl, then Lei Luo and Lan Jiang would definitely jump up happily.

Then things were as they had hoped, and Li Changheng was sure that the familiar face in front of him was exactly what he had imagined.

Actually asked, "What is your name?"

Probably it was the suit he was wearing, not as slack as this time, and the handsome and sunny appearance made the little girl a la carte blush all at once.

Covering his face with the order menu, he peeped at Li Changheng several times with big eyes.

Then he whispered, "Ruan, Ruan Mei."

Well, when I heard the name, I looked at the 18-year-old girl who looked like Zhou Xiaomin.

Li Changheng easily thought that the stinginess in "The Great Times" was so stingy that he could save even the leftovers that had changed overnight, and he was reluctant to throw away the leftovers.

Finally, I had a woman who got sick and had to be hospitalized.

It seems that the TV said that this woman is good at cooking, except for her mother and grandmother's teaching, it is probably because of the experience of working in food stalls.

Thinking of the girl's extreme savings, Li Changheng couldn't help laughing and joking, "Then you think we 16 people, how many dishes are appropriate?"

"Of course it is 8 dishes", Ruan Mei covered her mouth and shook her head again and again.

With a guilty conscience, he looked at the boss of the big partner who was cooking, then peeked at Li Changheng, and said in a low voice, "Yes, or else, if you order another rice, just follow the dishes you just said and make the menu?"

"One more steamed grouper, typhoon crab and dry fried Niuhe".

This time not only Ruan Mei, the little girl ordering food, but also looked at the foreigner Li Changheng unexpectedly.

Even people like Chen Xijiu, Mouse Ming and Zhang Tianzhi, who grew up in Spice Port or have lived for many years, were surprised that Li Changheng would order typhoon crabs and dry fried Niuhe.

The future typhoon shelter food is very famous, but this era is just the home cooking of the lowest boat households.

People who are not familiar with Spice Harbor may not even know what a typhoon shelter is, let alone the food that the boat’s own cooking.

But I didn't know that Li Changheng was only thinking about Ding Crab at this time, and in the six months before the stock market crash in a certain year in the future, Ding Crab would be so lucky that he could even win 8 games even when he bought a horse.

Buying lottery tickets can be so lucky that you just casually hit the first prize. Even during the stock market crash, all the speculators in the market lost money, and he made hundreds of millions of dollars by buying them alone.

This made Li Changheng, who had created the pound crisis in person and shouldn't have occurred, instantly lost his worries that the future might have changed.

Staring at Ding Crab from now on, it is very possible to avoid the stock market crash and make a lot of money.

As for the black charcoal head named Fang Zhanbo in the great era, it doesn't matter how powerful he is.

But even if the protagonist is more accurate and powerful in financial and market judgments.

In the end, can you make more money than can be made in the last stock market crash?

Moreover, Ruan Mei, who is in front of him with the most savings, may be the best housekeeper.

The exchange of land in Tongzilou requires someone who can care about even a penny to check the accounts.

However, it is impossible for Li Changheng to talk directly to Ruan Mei stupidly.

After eating a few bites of the nostalgic dry fried Niuhe, I decided to come to this food stall for supper when I was free in the future.

After going back and forth for a long time, it was natural to get acquainted with Ruan Mei's.

After eating supper, the mouse made a call and called the ferry company's people again.

Take the ferry to take Li Changheng's car back to the wharf in Kowloon.

On the way back to the hotel, Li Changheng, who thought that it was not a problem that he had been living in the hotel, patted the back of the co-pilot seat.

To Zhang Tianzhi, who turned his head, said, "From tomorrow, you will call Chen Xijiu or Mouse Ming to help me find the best villa or Chinese-style courtyard."

"Understood, boss."

After Zhang Tianzhi finished speaking, he heard Li Changheng smile and say, "How about I give you a salary of 200 pounds a month?"

"This..." Zhang Tianzhi, who has never been in touch with pounds or US dollars, scratched his head in embarrassment, "Boss, you should tell me directly, how much is your monthly salary in Hong Kong dollars."

"3200".

"so much!"

Zhang Tianzhi suddenly felt that doing things for the rich was indeed more profitable than pulling rickshaws and fighting black punches.

At this time, the wages of the working class in Spice Port are generally between 200 and 600, and 3,200 is equal to the income of at least 5 or 6 white-collar workers per month.

The annual income is nearly 40,000, not to mention the burden of a child to study, it is no problem to raise ten.

In an instant, Zhang Tianzhi had a share in his heart, and his ability was finally not in vain, let alone the idea of ​​being looked down upon.

If Li Changheng really sent his son Zhang Feng to study in London, Zhang Tianzhi might really help him block the bullet.

Back to the hotel ~lightnovelpub.net~ to give a tip of 10 pounds to the driver who has been busy all day long.

Zhang Tianzhi was given another 10,000 Hong Kong dollars as the activity fee, and Li Changheng didn't care about the two excited men, took the elevator back to his room, washed and fell asleep.

At nine o'clock in the morning the next morning, while eating breakfast in the peninsula hotel restaurant, standing behind Li Changheng was Zhang Tianzhi in a suit, white shirt and tie.

Zhang Tianzhi, who had already replaced himself as a bodyguard, didn't think there was anything wrong with standing guard behind Li Changheng.

On the contrary, people like Li Changheng who are thinking after decades are really not used to letting people watch themselves eating.

"Master Zhang, you should eat breakfast with me."

Li Changheng pointed to the surrounding area and continued to persuade, "This is the Peninsula Hotel. There will be no problems with security."

Then, with Zhang Tianzhi, who had a grateful look in his eyes, not long after eating breakfast together, he saw Edward walking in with an unpleasant face.

PS: Everyone, how about Zhou Xiaomin?