Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Shop Doesn't Do It
After losing my body, I realized that I was not sleepy at all.
It was already two o'clock in the morning.
I heard the snoring of Liang Yuan next door.
Leaning on the bed to rest, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, the wind blowing in slightly from outside, and the light of the street lamp was very bright. I put down the Autumn Moon Eclipse List and thought about what had happened during this time.
Everything is too bizarre.
If it had been before, I wouldn't have believed this nonsense.
But now, some of the things I've seen have forced me to believe in some things that I thought I didn't care about before, and the changes in the past two months have really been great for me.
I sat there until dawn.
Liang Yuan got up at eight o'clock, cleaned up briefly, and sat down for breakfast.
The rain had stopped outside, the ground was covered with fallen leaves, and I saw that a tree in the street had broken off and was in the middle of the road, blocking the traffic on the ground.
Several workers were rushing to the rescue, and passers-by walked around the trunk of the tree and walked this way.
The rain-washed air was fresh.
While drinking porridge, he picked up the phone and dialed me.
"I" still didn't answer the phone, and after half a minute, Liang Yuan put down the phone. I sat in front of him and watched his brow furrow a few times.
"This Tang Xiaofan, why is it so unreliable?"
After a few mutters, he put down the phone. I watched him finish the last bite of porridge and heard Liang Yuan keep talking to himself about my unreliability.
I could only look at him, and there was nothing I could do.
At this moment, Su Quan came over, with a solemn face, looking like something had happened.
Before Liang Yuan could ask, Su Quan spoke first: "What the hell is going on with Tang Xiaofan, he will open a store in a while, and he will sell it again in a while, what do you think, weren't you still working on the stove yesterday, why has it changed today?!" ”
Hearing this, Liang Yuan and I were stunned.
Liang Yuan's eyes widened: "This Tang Xiaofan, she's crazy, she didn't answer her phone, why did she suddenly get this moth again?" ”
"Shall you go and have a look?"
"Where is she now?"
"It's at the Hyland Clubhouse."
Hearing this, Liang Yuan put down the things in his hand and walked towards the Hailan Club.
I followed, anxious.
There were a lot of people standing downstairs, all of whom were the decorators who had been invited before.
They held the tools in their hands and looked at the woman in the corridor with a blank expression.
I saw "I" with one hand on his waist and one hand pointing at those people: "You don't have to say anything, it's not going to be renovated here, I'm going to transfer, I'm not going to do it." ”
Liang Yuan listened, and walked up with an arrow step.
He looked at "me" very puzzled: "Tang Xiaofan, why didn't you answer my phone yesterday?" ”
"I" sneered and glanced at him: "This is my hotel, I paid for it, I can do whatever I want, what does it have to do with you?" ”
Liang Yuan was stunned when he heard this.
In his memory, I had never spoken to him in such a hard tone. On the issue of opening a store, I am discussing with him about anything, and there is no shelf without a boss.
And now, I suddenly have this attitude, which is quite surprising.
"Tang Xiaofan, didn't we say that this store would be opened? Why did you suddenly regret it, even if you don't want to run it anymore, you have to discuss it with all of us......"
"I" glared: "What is there to discuss, since it is my shop, it's not like what I want, when, it's your turn to jump inside!" ”
From a distance of one meter, I stared at "me".
Only I know that what is hidden under that shell is Mao Xiaojun's soul.
Others, however, don't know.
I have rarely seen myself so closely, and I suddenly feel that there is still a distance between myself in the mirror and me in real life.
I believe that few people can experience such an experience.
I think it's really amazing.
Tang Xiaofan, who was dancing in front of everyone, looked very begging, and I suddenly felt that if a good person insisted on dying, it would really be devastating.
Liang Yuan was also angry: "Tang Xiaofan, although this is your store, it is closely related to all of us, what do you want to do with it, shouldn't you tell us in advance?" ”
He said this very reasonably, and Liang Yuan was also on the side to help.
"I" simply started to do it:
"Okay, I'll tell you now, I'll be informed. Well, now it's none of your business, you can go, from now on, it has nothing to do with you. ”
With that, "I" went upstairs.
The people downstairs looked at each other, and the leading worker and master stared at Liang Yuan:
"If you don't do it, how can we calculate our wages for these two days, everyone has gone to work, we calculate the money by the day, and we can't fiddle with ......"
Liang Yuan reassured them and said that the money would definitely be settled, and let them go back first and wait for news.
The workers finally agreed to leave first, and after the people dispersed, Liang Yuan asked Su Quan to go back first.
Su Quan glanced at the second floor: "Liang Yuan, this Tang Xiaofan, isn't there something wrong with his brain, he spent money to take down the store and made such a big move, and now he won't do it if he doesn't do it......"
Liang Yuan asked him not to be in a hurry first, and after Su Quan left, Liang Yuan went upstairs.
I followed, and saw that "I" was sitting on a chair in the middle of the hall, leaning back in the back chair, looking around with a pleasant expression.
Liang Yuan didn't know what was going on, but I was very clear.
This Mao Xiaojun must be calculating my hotel.
He was a man who died for money, and he was naturally consumed by profit. It's finally come out at this time, and I have to do a great job of losing my conscience.
It just so happens that he is now my Tang Xiaofan.
This restaurant of mine, if you sell it out, will be worth a lot of money. If it is taken out, it will be enough for him to eat the seastuff for a while.
Thinking about this, I'm really angry.
One is that I am ashamed of this kind of thief's behavior.
There is another reason, that is, what Mao Xiaojun did made everyone misunderstand me. Let people think I'm a moody boss, a one-word guy who doesn't listen to anyone's opinion.
I've always hated this kind of person, and Mao Xiaojun did this, which made me so annoying, I can't bear it.
Then, I could only look at him, and there was nothing I could do.
Liang Yuan approached "me" and sat down on the other side: "Tang Xiaofan, can we talk?" ”
"There's nothing to talk about, this store is mine, and I have the final say."
Liang Yuan didn't say anything, he stared at "me" for a while, and then suddenly came out with such a sentence: "Chen San, what should I say?" ”