Chapter 1: Overlord Meal

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[Jile and his wife, the chairman of Jixiang Catering Group, have been missing for 15 days, and for the development of the group, the board of directors decided to let Jile's younger brother Jisheng serve as the chairman.

The high-level shock of Jixiang Catering Group may have a certain impact on its stock price. Today's financial news ......]

The sound of news broadcasts echoed in the small restaurant in Liangui Lane, and suddenly an angry rebuke overshadowed the sound of the TV.

"! You bad old man, you want to eat overlord meal here! The guy shouted excitedly.

The shabby-dressed old man blushed: "I didn't, I really don't know when I lost my wallet." ”

A trace of consternation flashed on Ji Mengjiao's beautiful face, and she shook off her short silver-white hair and looked over.

Although she wore a wide T-shirt and an apron, she couldn't hide her graceful figure.

She frowned slightly, and walked over to the guy on her long legs.

"Be quiet, there are other guests, I can't hear it."

The guy glanced at Ji Meng and said, "Hmph, okay, then you come, if you can't receive the money, it's yours!" I don't care! ”

The guy walked as he spoke, walking very fast, lest Ji Meng would kick this trouble back to himself.

The old man looked at Ji Meng with a red face: "Girl, I, I really don't have a heart......"

Ji Meng smiled and nodded, and glanced at the rest of the food on the table, fish-flavored shredded pork, salt-fried pork, stewed seasonal fresh, kelp vermicelli soup, and a bowl of rice.

Sizzle, the old man, this is a standard three dishes and one soup!

However, judging from the remaining amount, in addition to the limited appetite of the elderly, it also has a lot to do with the cook's craftsmanship.

This table is only 78 yuan in total.

(If this is in a big hotel, it will naturally be much more expensive, but this kind of small shop in a poor street is also this price.) )

"Uncle, if you don't have cash, you can pay by mobile phone."

"I, I'm in a hurry to go out, and I forgot my phone home." The old man's face turned red, and he stammered:

"Or, girl, if you don't worry, come home with me and get it."

Since I was a child, I said not to go home with strangers, and it seems suspicious for you to say this, old man.

Ji Meng lowered his eyelids and said with a smile: "Uncle, it's okay, even if I invite you this time." ”

"But you don't know me." The old man looked stunned.

"Who doesn't have a sudden trouble? It's not a big number, it doesn't matter. Ji Meng smiled indifferently.

The old man's stunned expression slowly changed to an approving gaze, and then said, "Girl, you are a good person! Can you leave me a call? ”

Ji Meng felt that it was not a big deal, and politely declined the old man's request.

But the old man had to know her phone number and name, so Ji Meng had no choice but to copy his name and mobile phone number to him.

The old man left with great gratitude, and after walking out, he turned back three times and kept waving at Ji Meng.

Watching the old man's tough figure pass through a strip of light cast by a street lamp, and finally disappear in the darkness, Ji Meng turned around and continued to clean up the table.

The guy told the proprietress about it, and the proprietress "educated" Ji Meng for this.

The shop ended the day, and the proprietress drove her home, and the other guys also went back to the "dormitory".

Ji Meng took a shower in the public bathroom in the store, where he could barely turn around, and checked again whether the doors and windows were closed tightly and whether the stove was closed.

Convinced that there were no safety hazards, the cat went up to the attic, which was the free accommodation provided to her by the hostess.

The attic is low and crowded, with Ji Meng's height of one meter six or eight, in this attic except for sitting and lying down, there is no way to straighten up at all, the only advantage is that it is convenient to clean the roof.

As soon as I sat down, I heard a WeChat message prompt from my mobile phone.

When I opened WeChat, I saw that there was a stranger who wanted to add her as a friend, and that person's avatar was the old man just now.

The old man's WeChat name - Stove Wangye ※ Ziguo.

Sizzle, this old man has a bit of a second-class temperament!

Ji Meng hesitated for a moment and approved his application.

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