As soon as he saw Ren Tianfei driving a brand-new Santana car, Lao Yan's eyes almost straightened. He trotted out of the small clinic.

"Yo he! Yes! Such a beautiful foreign-funded car is on the road, it's amazing, you kid really did not lose expectations. Two days ago, I talked about you when I was eating noodles with a few fellow villagers, and some people said at the time that you are the king of our fellow villagers in Tianbei City, and sure enough. ”

Lao Wei walked over, laughing, and circled the car twice.

Ren Tianfei grabbed him, then lowered his voice and said, "Don't look at it, second-hand goods"

"It's not bad second-hand, it's at least 80% new, and it's already remarkable. You first ride a bike, then you change to a motorcycle, and now it's a car. At this rate, you kid could fly a helicopter in the future."

Lao Gou was really happy, and when he praised Ren Tianfei, he seemed to be open-mouthed.

Ren Tianfei looked around for a while, and found that there were no pedestrians on the road, so he punched Lao Wei and said, "Okay! I'll invite you to eat noodles, let's sit down and talk slowly." If you talk nonsense like this, you won't be afraid of other people's jokes."

"Okay! Fellow noodle restaurant, you invite me to eat fried noodles with meat. Of course, it's okay to have a drink or two, and your car can pause where Haitao is and drive again tomorrow."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled the car door, and his body flashed in.

When the fellow saw the fellow, his eyes were full of tears. Ren Tianfei once again realized the true meaning of this sentence from Lao Wei's body.

Ren Tianfei drove to the door of Haitao Noodle Restaurant, and he had just stopped the car. Song Haitao ran out with two handfuls of noodles. He exclaimed, "Sir, this place cannot be ......."

Before Song Haitao finished speaking, Ren Tianfei had already pushed the car door and walked down. Song Haitao saw that Ren Tianfei was driving the car, he immediately laughed and said, "This place is parked casually."

After Lao Yu got out of the car, he laughed with Song Haitao, and the three of them walked into Song Haitao's noodle restaurant.

It's past eleven o'clock at night, but there are still a lot of people sitting at the small table in the noodle restaurant. Several young little girls wore aprons and shuttled among the people. One moment the food is served, and the other is the tea and water.

Ren Tianfei looked at the busy figures of these girls, and he followed Song Haitao to the innermost table and sat down.

"Yes, there are several assistants who help alone, which means that your business is getting bigger and bigger."

Ren Tianfei sat down as he spoke.

Song Haitao sighed and said, "It's hard to reconcile. Unexpectedly, after the business started, the problem came. At first, no one spoke, but now there are more and more people who are saying bad things. Say I'm a black-hearted boss, they think my amount is getting less and less, and the taste is getting worse and worse."

Song Haitao shook his head helplessly, and he called a little girl to make tea for Ren Tianfei and Lao Wei.

"I see you're busy, so let's do it! We're not in a hurry, we'll wait until you're busy until the end to fry two fried noodles." Then you come over and let's have a good talk."

Ren Tianfei said and glanced at Lao Wei.

The old man wrinkled his nose and said, "Of course you can, people haven't eaten all night?"

"Wait, brother, I'll fry it myself at the end, and add more meat to you. None of this matters, the important thing is that I want to hear the president's advice."

As soon as Song Haitao finished speaking, he laughed and ran back to the kitchen.

Lao Gou deliberately sighed and said: "It seems that people are still popular, and we ordinary people will be treated unequally when we eat."

"Hey, don't have too many problems. If you say anything weird, I'll be gone. You know, this is the third time I've eaten tonight, and I can skip it at all, not to eat with you."

Ren Tianfei laughed, and explained the reason why he came here tonight to Lao Yu from beginning to end.

After hearing this, Lao Gou smiled and said: "You kid may not feel it, I found that you can't gain a lot of weight when you come over this time, which means that your life is getting better and better, but your exercise is definitely getting less and less, you have to pay attention to this"

Lao Yan's words sounded very ordinary, but Ren Tianfei still remembered them. Because after all, he is a man who likes to run. If you can't even maintain your figure, then how can you talk about the title of Lianjiazi. Let's not talk about other people, grandpa alone can scold him to death.

Ren Tianfei and Lao Yu drank tea and chatted. The number of customers in the noodle restaurant gradually decreased, until it was almost twelve o'clock, when Song Haitao walked out with two plates of fried noodles in his hands.

The old man was impatient to wait, so he hurriedly greeted him, grabbed his own portion, and ate it without saying a word.

Ren Tianfei was not in a hurry to eat, it was because he had eaten for the third time in one night. But as soon as he smelled this fried noodles, his appetite immediately came.

He said he wanted to drink something, but when he saw the noodles, he forgot everything. Ren Tianfei didn't remind him, but quickly lowered his head and ate.

"Fellow, do you have any good solutions to the things I told you just now?"

Song Haitao, who was sitting next to him, sighed and asked.

Ren Tianfei stopped his chopsticks and said, "I think these things they said should be true." Why? You see, as the number of people eating increases, it's normal for you to ignore quality for the sake of quantity. Because your place is so big, the daily output is limited......"

"The fellow is very right, I have already discovered this problem. What I mean by this is to maintain the quality, the amount of each meal should not be less, and the taste should not be bad, but the quantity should not be increased, and those who come late later can only forget if they can't eat it. But Haitao disagreed, he said that people came from afar, no matter what, they had to let people eat a bite"

Song Haitao's girlfriend Xie Xiaoli wiped her hands and walked over from the back kitchen.

Ren Tianfei didn't see anything, but Lao Yu quickly pushed the chair next to him over and asked Xie Xiaoli to sit down. When Xie Xiaoli sat down, Ren Tianfei found that something seemed to be wrong.

Ren Tianfei hurriedly finished eating the fried noodles on the plate, then put the plate on the table next door and said, "Haitao! I think your girlfriend is right."

"What's right, some fellows come from all over the world to eat, but they don't eat anything, it's strange if they don't scold me to death"

Song Haitao said bluntly.

Xie Xiaoli on the side glanced at Song Haitao and shook her head angrily.

Ren Tianfei smiled and said, "Listen to me, you are the owner of a noodle restaurant." Its purpose is to make a profit, and the second is to serve the fellow well. If your business can't go on, then what do you think about your fellow countrymen?"

Ren Tianfei reasoned step by step, and when Song Haitao understood what he meant, Song Haitao kept grabbing his hair with his hands and said: "The truth is this truth, but what should I do?"

Ren Tianfei thought for a moment, then glanced at the old man with half-closed eyes and said: "You are like this! Hang a sign every day, which reads: "Accepting the valuable opinions put forward by many fellow villagers, we will increase the quantity and taste of meals from now on, so that the number of daily supplies will be reduced." According to the first come, first served, the villagers who can't eat in the back still look at Haihan"

"Isn't that going to solve the problem?

When Lao Yu heard this, he opened his eyes and said with a smile.

Song Haitao stood up happily, he gave Ren Tianfei a thumbs up excitedly and said, "I know that only you can solve this matter for me, if you don't come again, I will call you."

"Hey, fellow, which girl named Dong Xueru left you a small notebook with a lock on it. I'm going to get it for you."

Xie Xiaoli hurriedly got up and ran towards the kitchen.

Song Haitao sighed, and said with a little regret: "Fellow, Dong Xueru, this girl is good, it's a pity that you missed her."

"What's the pity? Which of the women who were with him, which one of them was bad? I think it's a pity."

As he spoke, he stood up, for it was not early. Through the glass windows, the road was empty.

Taking the small plastic bag in Xie Xiaoli's hand, Ren Tianfei walked out of Song Haitao's noodle restaurant with Lao Wei without looking at it. Ren Tianfei wanted to pay, but was pushed out of the store by Song Haitao and his girlfriend.

Lao Yu pulled Song Haitao aside and whispered: "You kid hasn't had a wedding yet, do you have to wait for birth?"

"Oh! I'm worried about that, too. I didn't get engaged in this marriage, but my belly was big. Hurry up and give me an idea, this matter really can't be delayed any longer."

Song Haitao pulled Ren Tianfei over, avoiding Xie Xiaoli and whispered.

Lao Gou pushed Ren Tianfei and said, "Hurry up and come up with an idea! You are the president of these fellow villagers, if something like this happens, you can't talk about it if you don't make a plan."

Ren Tianfei glared at Lao Wei and said with a smile: "I ate a plate of fried noodles for nothing, and I couldn't even think of a good idea." Write a letter to Xie Xiaoli's house and tell the truth. The letter directly stated that the amount of bride price for your family to send over is enough. The ceremony of engagement and marriage is held together in S City. Hurry up and choose a time to hold a wedding in S City"

"Wonderful. Okay, I'm going back to the clinic, Haitao hurriedly went back to clean up, and rested early. Where are you going back?"

The old man turned around and left.

Ren Tianfei drilled into the car and said with a smile: "I went back to Shangbei, I haven't been back for a long time."

The car started, and Song Haitao and his girlfriend kept seeing him off before they returned to the store.

Ren Tianfei drove the car back to the place where he rented a house. He parked the car next to the courtyard wall of the small courtyard on the side of the road, then took out the key to the big iron gate, gently opened the courtyard door, and tiptoed to the roof.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, the entire Shangbei Street gradually fell asleep. Occasionally, a car passed by, bringing with it a bustle and the sound of singing drifting in with the wind.

Ren Tianfei opened the door, and then opened all the windows. He took advantage of the gap to ventilate the room, and he came to the edge of the roof by himself, and he felt the loneliness he had never felt before. Suddenly, he remembered Dong Xueru.