Cui Nian just put forward some programmatic suggestions, and Jiang Zhilian had to figure out how to operate it herself.

She felt that she had accidentally taken on a drudgery.

In fact, this matter ends here, she doesn't care anymore, and it doesn't seem to be going to be good, after all, it has nothing to do with her.

But if left unchecked, will it be a disgusting and unchangeable history in retrospect years later?

Jiang Zhilian didn't want that to happen.

She didn't want to keep the memory of being used as a gunman for this stupidity.

But no matter how important these things are, they will not be more important than the normal operation of the vegetarian restaurant.

Most of Jiang Zhilian's thoughts are still in the restaurant.

On the sixth day of Liu Nana's internship, Liao Mei took a bunch of materials to find Jiang Zhilian.

Jiang Zhilian glanced at the things in her hand and knew what was going on, "It's already been checked?" ”

Liao Mei nodded and looked in the direction of the second floor, "Let's go up and talk about it?" ”

"Good!" Jiang Zhilian walked in front, and after going upstairs, she picked the innermost box and walked in.

Liao Mei stepped forward and locked the door with her backhand.

She spread out the materials in the brown paper bag one by one and placed them on the dining table.

Jiang Zhilian glanced at it at first, and couldn't help but show a look of surprise, "You even have a photo?" ”

She pointed to a handwritten form and asked curiously, "Place of birth, date of birth...... How did you find that? ”

His gaze turned around again, and he landed on a line of words at random, surprised three times, "Even height and weight?" ”

Liao Mei was unusually calm and her tone was flat, "Height and weight are estimated, and they are not particularly accurate. ”

"That's pretty impressive!" Jiang Zhilian raised her eyes to look at Liao Mei and joked, "Sister Liao, have you ever done this work before?" It's very professional! ”

Liao Mei shook her head and explained lightly: "I used to run away from marriage a lot of times, so I may have exercised some anti-reconnaissance ability. ”

"......" Jiang Zhilian was so surprised that she could stuff two goose eggs in her mouth!

Having anti-reconnaissance capabilities is a pretty good thing in itself.

However, it may sound a bit tragic to hone this skill by running away from marriage.

"Let's get into it! You've found out about this! ”

Jiang Zhilian said as she pinched a handful of tea leaves from the jar on the table, divided them into two equal parts, and put them into two clean glasses.

Then she leaned over and picked up the thermos that had been placed at the door, removed the lid, unplugged it, poured hot water at seventy or eighty degrees into the cup, and simply brewed two cups of black tea.

She pushed one of the cups in front of Liao Mei, "Don't stand still, sit down!" Drink tea and talk slowly! ”

She put another cup in her hand.

To make more room for the displays, she pushed the cup out again.

Liao Mei looked serious and introduced her findings one by one.

She picked out three from a pile of photos, put them in front of Jiang Zhilian, and said calmly: "His name is Yang Xinfu, he is the biological son of Yang Guangming and Yang Guihua, and he is sixteen years old this year. After graduating from junior high school, I haven't done any serious work, and I've caused a lot of trouble. ”

Jiang Zhilian's gaze swept back and forth on the three photos several times, and then picked up one casually and carefully studied the light outside the window.

This Yang Xinfu is quite long, and he can be made out of the advantages of his parents.

The facial features are delicate, the face is hard, and the only hard flaw is the eyes.

Maybe because of his bad character, although his eyes are big double eyelids, he has a kind of godlessness that can never wake up, and an offensive obscenity.

But it's hard to imagine that some naïve girls will mistake this kind of look for the melancholy of a teenager, the distressing precociousness, and the like.

In the opinion of Jiang Zhilian, who has a certain amount of life experience, although Yang Xinfu is not yet an adult, his whole face is simply full of overindulgence.

It has nothing to do with melancholy and precociousness, half a dime.

Jiang Zhilian put down the photo, looked at Liao Mei, and interjected and asked, "Little Four Eyes said that he was pursuing a female engineer in the design institute?" ”

"Yes." Liao Mei said and picked out a photo of a lady, "Yang Xinfu pursued this female engineer some time ago, but I don't know her specific situation." ”

"Ah, you don't need to look this up." Jiang Zhilian gently clasped the table with her fingers, "You continue!" ”

Liao Mei nodded, "After Yang Guangming was injured, Yang Xinfu went to the store to help. However, he hid it from his father, and Yang Guihua also hid Yang Guangming for him. ”

"Yang Guangming won't let his son take care of the store?!" Jiang Zhilian didn't understand very well, "Isn't this his own shop?" Anyway, Yang Xinfu didn't go to school anymore, so it's not normal to go to his own store to help? ”

"Yang Guangming hopes that his son will find a job with an iron rice bowl, and he doesn't want him to do this kind of rough work." After Liao Mei finished speaking, she added, "This is what Yang Guangming once said personally, and many people have heard it." ”

"This kind of rough work? Cut! Jiang Zhilian pursed her lips and rolled her huge eyes, "How do you still look down on the chef?!" Yang Guangming is really funny, he can't look down on the work he does! ”

Liao Mei: "Yang Guangming has been saving money, and wants to send his son to work in the county compound, and find an official and a half-job to fight for a good-looking façade for the Yang family." ”

Jiang Zhilian smiled, "This is also Yang Guangming's original words?" ”

Liao Mei thought for a while: "It's almost the same, and that's probably what it means." ”

Jiang Zhilian shook her head, "Then he is too naïve!" ”

Liao Mei: "But my son is not very angry, and Yang Guangming's naïve idea has never been realized." ”

Jiang Zhilian took a sip of tea, shook her head and complained: "What's the use of just thinking about making money and not educating my son well?" Someone always does this kind of thing! Didn't you still suffer yourself as a result? In the end, it will only be disappointment...... Tsk, that's stupid! ”

"Yang Xinfu doesn't have the ability to enter the county compound, but he has more brain......s than his father when he opens a restaurant."

Speaking of this, Liao Mei paused, and cautiously corrected another word, "It's not a mind, it should be called a means......

Jiang Zhilian smiled lightly, "I know what you mean, that is, the means are darker than his father's, and he is still inferior!" ”

Liao Mei nodded: "Yes, that's what it means." He just bought a batch of sick and dead pigs and sheep at a very cheap price a few days ago. He also hired a few men to catch rats and fill them with pork. ”

"Then his result will only be worse than his father......" Jiang Zhilian said lightly, not ruthless at all, and even a little joking.

But after Liao Mei heard this, she felt a ruthless killing intent similar to that on the battlefield.

Both of them were immersed in their own thoughts, so there was a brief silence in the room.

Liao Mei didn't know whether to continue the explanation, so she silently drank two sips of tea.

It wasn't until Jiang Zhilian raised her head to look at her that Liao Mei reopened:

"Yang Xinfu doesn't know how to cook himself, so he hired a chef named Hua Gou ......"

Probably this name is really a little different, Liao Mei couldn't help but pause.

Jiang Zhilian was happy when she heard it, "Hua Gou? How does it sound like a Dalmatian name? ”

"That, his surname is Flower, the flower of flowers. Gou is-" Liao Mei didn't think of any common words that this word could form for a while, so she flipped through the pages of information related to Hua Gou on the table, and found a word "Gou" from it, "That's it!" ”

Jiang Zhilian just saw that Liao Mei was suddenly stuck, and guessed that it would be this stubborn word.

Because if it was a dog's dog, Liao Mei wouldn't be able to form a vocabulary for half a day.

And when it comes to the homophones in the name, the rest is this Gou and Gou.

Seeing Liao Mei's handwritten square word "Gou" on the paper, Jiang Zhilian only finally confirmed her previous conjecture.

"His parents are quite good at choosing names, although they don't seem to sound good, but they may have a deep meaning. For example, don't forget each other. Gou here means if, and if there are endless possibilities. This sentence is still from Sima Qian's "Historical Records"! It's a bit awesome inexplicably, isn't it? ”

"......" Liao Mei could only nod blankly when she heard it.

Jiang Zhilian seemed to be particularly interested in this name, and joked at the end: "Anyway, the person who named him definitely wouldn't want him to live a life, right?" ”