A sturdy man in a shirt and tie walked slowly.

"Hello, I'm the manager of the Shizhisha Bar, my name is Song Qiu," the man said, "I'm sorry, this gentleman, you can't take her away!"

"Can't you take her away?" Wang Zuan sneered: "Do you know who I am? My dad is Wang Gang!"

"Ahem," Leon almost laughed. Why does this sound so familiar?

"It turned out to be Wang Gongzi!" Song Qiu smiled politely, not seeming to care about his identity: "I'm sorry, I take the liberty of asking, what is your relationship with this lady?"

"Can you handle it?"

"Please don't make it difficult for me, we don't want to get into trouble because of the strict investigation recently. Song Qiu was still very polite.

"It's okay with the two of them, now that this girl is drunk, isn't it obvious that things are going on?" a young voice suddenly sounded.

Several people looked at each other at the same time, and saw a gentle young man, sitting quietly in a chair, with a casual posture, sipping a cup of ...... Beer!

That's right, this person is Li Ang, he doesn't clash with Wang Zuan head-on, but it's still okay to be a witness to testify.

At the same time, he also saw that this Song Qiu did not take Wang Zu'an in his eyes, at least it should be worthy of his son Wang Gang.

Therefore, on the whole, I can't get annoyed.

Song Qiu frowned, feeling that this person was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Boy, don't meddle in your business!" Wang Zuan looked at Li Ang viciously.

"Manager Song, this girl was deliberately drunk by him!" Li Ang pointed at the girl and said, "The bartender can testify!"

The bartender stopped talking.

"It's okay, Xiao Zhang," Song Qiu said, "You just have to say, I'll take care of something." ”

The bartender named Xiao Zhang nodded.

"Then I'm sorry, Wang Gongzi, you can't take her away!" Song Qiu looked at Wang Zuan and said, there was already some threatening tone in his words.

Committing crimes against the wind, or in his own bar, he couldn't bear it.

"Then what if I want to take her away?" Wang Zuan refused.

Song Qiu glanced at him, and several waiters next to him took mops and brooms, and slowly approached, forming an encirclement around Wang Zu'an.

A trace of panic flashed in Wang Zuan's eyes, but he still said sharply: "Okay! Song Qiu, Lao Tzu remembers you! And you kid, wait for me, walk carefully in the future!"

After the cruel words, he pushed away the crowd and fled in disgrace.

"Manager, who is that Wang Gang, will it be inappropriate for us to do this. A waiter next to him asked.

"It's okay, this Wang Gang I know, the director of the South Gate Police Station, if we don't take the initiative to stir up trouble, he can't take care of it. Song Qiu waved his hand, and then looked at Li Ang.

"I don't know what this little brother is called?"

"My surname is Li!"

"Li..."Song Qiu pondered, and suddenly the document he saw in the morning flashed in his mind, as well as the photo on it.

After a careful comparison, Song Qiu spoke: "You are Mr. Li Ang Li?"

Leon nodded and took a sip of wine.

"Boss!" Song Qiu bowed slightly.

Everyone on the side also reacted, and the new owner of the bar, named Li Ang, immediately put down the cleaning equipment in his hand and poked it on the ground, making a crackling sound, and respectfully said: "Hello boss!"

Hey, the painting style is wrong!

How does this feel a bit like the underworld?

"Why does the boss have time to come here?" asked Song Qiu.

"Come and take a look, but it seems that the bar is well managed, but I am too worried, Manager Song is not strange. Li Ang said.

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's over!" Song Qiu waved his hand modestly.

Leon looked at the girl lying on the bar next to him and asked, "I don't know her, what are you going to do?"

Song Qiu touched his chin.

Obviously, the boss is testing my ability to do things.

But after all, I'm still a young man, I can't hide my thoughts, and I'm so easy to see through.

Seeing that the boss stood up to speak for this girl before, I must still be very concerned, so I naturally have to arrange it well, do this thing beautifully, and leave a good impression.

"Arrange a room for her on the second floor, and send her home when she wakes up!" Song Qiu instructed the waiter in the back.

Leon nodded in satisfaction.

Two waiters stood up and helped the girl up to the second floor, and Li Ang and Song Qiu sat on the edge of the bar, drinking and chatting.

"Manager Song, please introduce the situation of the bar. "As soon as Leon came up, he went straight to the point.

Song Qiu nodded, and then began to explain: "The bar location is relatively good, the customer flow is very large, and the monthly profit is roughly 400,000 yuan after excluding costs, and the annual net income is about 5 million." ”

After speaking, he also glanced at Li Ang, and saw that his face remained unchanged, and he secretly admired it in his heart.

As the boss, five million was not taken into account at all.

Li Ang really didn't put it in his eyes, because he couldn't put it in his eyes at all!

That's 5 million, many people can't make that much money in their lifetime, and this bar has a net profit of 5 million a year.

Is this the perk of the system?

The bar is only an intermediate reward, but what about the premium, special, or even legendary rewards, how perverted should it be?

It seems that helping yourself achieve the goal of becoming the richest man in the world should be an easy task for the system.

But the principle that "the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty" applies at all times.

In the case that his ability consciousness realm level does not match this thing, the system can't give Li Ang too much wealth, even if he gets it, he will soon lose it.

So the system requires Leon to grow and improve slowly, so that he can reach a level that can be matched, and at that time, the task of the system was completed, and Leon really became the richest man in the world.

Picking up his wine glass and taking a sip of wine, Li Ang calmed down and hid the unpeace in his heart.

But this is completely different in Song Qiu's eyes.

Look, this is a rich man, and five million is not as important as drinking in his eyes.

"Go on. Li Ang said.

"The first floor is a common bar, and the second floor is a private room for guests to rest, of course, we will charge a certain fee, and there is also the staff of the bar......"

After Song Qiu's introduction, Li Ang groaned: "Manager Song, I am relieved that the bar will be handed over to you, so let's do it, your annual salary will be increased by 100,000 yuan on the basis, and you can look at the salary of the employees below, and then send me a message to tell me!"

This was the only thought in Song Qiu's heart.

The two exchanged contact information.

Li Ang stood up: "Manager Song, I still have something, I'm out of company!"

"The boss is polite!" Song Qiu stood up and bowed his hand slightly.

Out of the bar, Leon stood on the side of the road to stop the car, watching the traffic of people coming and going, but there was not a taxi to stop for him, his thoughts were flying, and he sighed in his heart.

I just want to take a taxi, am I asking for too much vexatiousness, or is that the reality just that?

"Di Di Di, can't you go!" Li Ang came back to his senses, and the driver uncle in front of him was impatiently honking his horn and shouting at himself.

"Let's go!" Leon hurriedly got into the car.

After a while, I arrived home.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

"My son is back, and your father and I are choosing a school for you!"

Mom and Dad sat on the couch and operated on a computer, and from time to time new pages popped up.

"The scores haven't come out yet, what school to choose!"

"Isn't this a preparation in advance," the mother complained, "You too, just go out after the exam, and you won't be able to score any points! ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go now! Why are you in such a hurry!"

Back in the room, Li Ang searched the Internet for the answers to each subject, roughly estimated a score, and told his mother.

"Got it!," Mom said.

Speaking of playing, what to play?

No, no, no, it's not the right time.

But the guitar was borrowed by my cousin the other day.

Sorry, not at home.

There's really no way to entertain him, and he's very distressed.

Alas, wash and lie in bed, get an early sleep, and see if you can get up early tomorrow.