Early in the morning, the kitchen lights on.

It's cold, and a few people are busy here.

He Liang couldn't help but say, "Finally want to change the shotgun?" ”

Jing Yuanshan thought about it: "I haven't delivered the house yet, it's early." ”

Qi Shuang said: "The shop is big and the pressure is high, and this is less than seven months. ”

Lao Ding was outside the window: "Qi Shuang will take over here, right?" ”

Jing Yuanshan nodded: "None of these are moving in the store." ”

Lao Ding calculated: "Pay you 20% of the net profit a year." There should be twenty or thirty thousand in January. ”

Earning 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a month is not a lot. Now the rice noodles are hot, this is Jing Yuanshan's old store again, not to mention having breakfast, like a must, the elasticity is small.

Eating a big meal, like luxury, may be gone. Twenty-five yuan to eat a bowl of noodles, where is it not eaten?

Qi Shuang wants to study hard, in fact, there is not much difficulty, no more, and he can still ask Jing Yuanshan.

Lu Linong and Wang Yan came over and continued to sell rice noodles, and it was a cold day, this job was easy enough.

The queue muttered, "It's good to be able to do it." ”

Someone said: "I don't do it all the time, the store is so big, Jing Yuanshan has both hands." ”

Stomping feet and chatting: "It's all a pair of hands, someone can cook and write." ”

Another stomped: "It's all one mouth, some can eat, some can speak English and French, and can sing." ”

A reporter: "Do you want to go to the premiere of "Say Yes to Baitou Together"? ”

The girl asked, "Do you have a ticket?" ”

Reporter, spicy: "Isn't Jing Yuanshan there?" ”

Scalpers are coming! It's not easy for scalpers on cold days: "The premiere of "Say Yes to Baitou Together" has two thousand tickets. ”

Lu Linong and Wang Yan looked at each other, is this a business robbery? There are really buys.

One of them said, "Look at my girl, it's inside." ”

The girl is a sister fan: "Cui Cake's first play, not only premiered, but also contributed at least 20 movie tickets." ”

Said a group of people who started thinking about life early in the morning.

That, Miss Cui Cake is not the protagonist or maybe she is not a supporting role, do you know why?

TV、You can watch it over and over again for a lens, but you don't have a movie, right?

It's almost noon, and there are still people in line, as if they are waiting for the big show again.

Lu Linong closed the stall, and Wang Yan was ready to enjoy the food. Looking at Zhao Dongming and Zhao Xian, he was stunned.

"A piece came out?" Lu Linong greeted.

Zhao Dong is angry to death!

Zhao Xian can be a little calmer, and when he dresses up, he looks a little man.

The onlookers knew, Chang Hong's son, what did he do when he gave Miss Cui Cake medicine?

Zhao Xian wanted to enter the door, so Lu Linong blocked it.

Zhao Yan punched him.

Zhao Yan covered his nose and didn't freeze in the cold when his nose bleeded.

Lu Linong is still standing there, why is He Liang bold? There's a brother in the back.

Zhao Xian retired.

Zhao Dongming didn't see it clearly, and pushed hard.

Zhao Dongming fell to the middle of the road and fought five scum.

Some came out of prison and changed. Yes, dogs can't change their eating.

Zhao Xian and Zhao Dongming missed, and there was another one in the alley, Wu Jiancong's aura was much stronger than that of the juniors.

Although Lu Linong is a junior, he can watch the door well.

Wu Jiancong could only be polite: "Excuse me." ”

Lu Linong pointed to the sign: "It has been closed." ”

Wang Yan added a play: "Cooking is not necessarily for sale, it is for eating by yourself." To live is not necessarily for others, is it for unrelated people to die and live? ”

Wu Jiancong's hair turned white: "Please Jing Yuanshan come out." ”

Jing Yuanshan came out, tied an apron, and looked clean all morning.

Wu Jiancong looked at her.

Wang Yan added a play: "Want to say that the child has grown so big? Jing Yuanshan was adopted by her mother after her divorce. Want to say tired and thin? What's the point of burdening yourself with others? ”

Lu Linong looked at her, where did she come from so much drama?

Who knows, maybe this time idle. I watched some strange things again.

Wu Jiancong simply took out the documents: "I'll give you a shop and a house." ”

Jing Yuanshan cares for the mentally retarded: "Please go to the hospital for Alzheimer's disease, my mother didn't want these rags decades ago, why haven't you thrown them away?" ”

Chen Yi is here.

The people who eat melons are happy.

Chen Yi can be casual: "Do you want a house?" Want a car? ”

Jing Yuanshan asked, "Do you want to eat?" If you want to eat, keep your mouth shut. ”

Chen Yi shut up, bypassed Wu Jiancong, and entered the store with Jing Yuanshan.

A bunch of melon-eaters, laughing and stomping their feet.

took money to smash people, there are really few Chen Shao, his parents are willing to give it if they have money, and he is generous.

My girl is not that kind of person, she can sell rice noodles with her own hands, why should she need someone else's shop? Be all abroad.

Chen Shao respected, and felt that Jing Yuanshan was poor to send this and that? That's the greatest disrespect for people.

Look, there are still people coming, what day is it today?

Song Xin still dares to come? This momentum is not inferior to Zhao Xian.

The red and blue plaid jacket on the body, the latest LV model, is more than 200,000. Rich people don't wear all their money.

Everyone knows that the Song family is the slave of the Gu family. It's just a seven-rank official in front of the prime minister. It's just a slave.

The diamond-encrusted bag in Song Xin's hand may be more expensive. Although there are a lot of things in LV twenty or thirty thousand.

That's what she is, and the old woman is her mother? looks like Mrs. Song.

If you are polite, you do call Mrs., just like Song Hao calls Mr. Song.

Even if Mr. Song has an annual salary of 10 million? I didn't get rich so much.

Wan Jiaying, less than sixty years old, is still very young, just like Wu Jiancong's three sons.

It should be one level, the difference is that the domestic slaves of the Gu family can enter and leave the Gu family.

Others can't cross that threshold. The threshold is like a scepter, or tea, and represents a lot of significance.

Wan Jiaying looked at the food and the shop, but didn't look at it.

Even if Jing Yuanshan is an orphan, he fights petty and doesn't look at it.

Lu Linong barricaded the door.

The bodyguards get out of the way, get out of the way.

Wang Yan gave Lu Linong a word: Who dares to move me to try?

The bodyguard didn't dare, but he was not happy: "Mrs. Song is here, ask Jing Yuanshan to come out." ”

He Liang came over: "Are you annoyed one by one?" Show superiority and go to Tiannanmen Square! Guo ran three laps, what didn't count you as a cow. ”

A crowd of people stomped their feet with laughter!

Tiannanmen Guoben will definitely be arrested. Who is going to try, to be stupid?

He Liang emphasized loudly: "Selling rice noodles here is not a hospital, let alone treating all diseases." All kinds of Alzheimer's disease, congenital intellectual retardation are coming here. Rice noodles can cure your ailments, fake. Let's go, don't delay your condition. ”

Leave after shouting.

It seems that Lu Linong shouted?

Lu Linong suddenly wanted to say that this rice noodle does not cure the disease, and he will suffer a lawsuit.

Wan Jiaying was a little confused, behind the Gu family, how long has no one talked to her like this?

Song Xin shouted: "Jing Yuanshan, you dare to hide!" ”

The melon-eating crowd screamed: "The police are coming and arresting the traffickers!" ”

Heckled: "Hasn't this trafficker been arrested yet?" Miss Song is here to supervise! ”

Some people disdain: "The Song family is really a cow, dare to bully Mr. Jing Yuanshan." ”

Everyone slapped Song Xin and her mother on the Internet, and they didn't believe that they could be crazy all the time.

Wan Jiaying could only say to Lu Linong: "I'll talk to Jing Yuanshan, although she is an orphan." ”。

is not qualified at all, Mrs. Song is grateful.