Walk out of the neighborhood and turn right into this night market food stall block that has existed since childhood, and although it is late at night, it is still bustling.

Maybe it's because the mask Hu Xiaopeng wears covers most of his face, or maybe it's because he hasn't appeared here for a long time, and no one has paid attention to his appearance.

In short, he came all the way, not to mention the passers-by who passed by him, and even the bosses and waiters who were quite familiar with Hu Xiaopeng couldn't recognize his identity.

And the only thing that attracted their attention may be Liu Yiyi, who is closely following behind Hu Xiaopeng, after all, although Liu Yiyi does not have Mu Qing's amazing appearance because of mixed race, but her little jasper-like purity and cuteness are still enough to make any man stop and be nostalgic.

Soon, after passing through the still noisy street, the familiar "Fan Family Pavilion" appeared in front of him, everything was the same as half a year ago, and even the "barbecue kebab" sign assembled by himself with tattered lamps at the door was also hung in the original position.

Looking at everything familiar in front of him, standing in front of the food stall, Hu Xiaopeng was very emotional.

More than half a year ago, not only was he penniless, but also "owed" a lot of debts to himself, and at this time, in just a few months, he made enough money that many people could not earn in a lifetime, and even disdained to pay attention to how much money was stored in the account.

Is it hundreds of thousands? Or millions? Or tens of millions?

Hu Xiaopeng didn't know, he only knew that it was a long string, and at that time, he was curious to check it several times, but he checked the wrong number every time.

And it was only then that Hu Xiaopeng finally realized the "true meaning" contained in the words that once made him scoff.

"Money is just a string of numbers."

Even Hu Xiaopeng is not really rich compared to those so-called rich businessmen, and whenever he spends money, he will also be careful.

But this so-called calculating is actually limited to those outrageous expenses, and like normal eating and shopping, as long as the amount is not particularly outrageous, Hu Xiaopeng has never really cared.

"It's here, I'll eat it as much as I want, don't be polite to me, hahaha......"

Turning his head and smiling at Liu Yiyi beside him, Hu Xiaopeng took the lead in striding into the food stalls.

"Lao Fan, rice bucket, come out to pick up guests......"

As usual, a sudden explosion of shouts came, and his shout instantly attracted the only three or five tables of guests in the food stall, only to see that these dozen people cast curious glances at Hu Xiaopeng, and even in the farthest corner from the door, there was such a young man who had already stood up viciously, I believe that if it wasn't for the companion next to him to stop him, maybe he would have scolded Hu Xiaopeng at this time.

ignored the surprised eyes of these people, let alone the young man who didn't know what to do, because Hu Xiaopeng, who got into the food stall, was already attracted by the projection screen that appeared in front of him for the first time.

Projection screens?

That's right, it was this curtain that attracted Hu Xiaopeng, but the focus of Hu Xiaopeng's attention was that the content played in this curtain turned out to be a live replay of the WIN game in last season.

This projection screen didn't exist before, and the original wall was pasted with some in-store advertisements and menus, and why it appeared here, it's not difficult to guess, because this must be something Fan Dajun made for himself, otherwise, the projection would not have played the replay of the WIN game.

It's just that Fan Dajun is doing this, is it really good?

This is Weihai City, the home of the Star Club, and if there are 100 IA fans, then at least more than eighty percent of them are Star people.

And if Fan Dajun only plays the replay of the WIN game in the store, I believe that even if he will not be besieged by the fans of Star, then it will definitely be the practice of turning away the vast majority of customers.

But is it really as Hu Xiaopeng guessed?

Maybe yes, because of the fact that Hu Xiaopeng said, but even so, in fact, the result was not as bad as Hu Xiaopeng imagined, because after Hu Xiaopeng took his eyes off the projection screen, he was surprised to find that the attention of all the guests in the food stall at this time had returned to the game that had ended months ago.

And a few of them even forgot about the meat skewers that had been on their lips for a long time because they were paying attention to this game, and they didn't put their mouths down for a long time.

"This ...... Hehe......"

Seeing that these customers paid so much attention to WIN's game, Hu Xiaopeng really didn't know what to say for a while.

Is this a different way, rich and dangerous?

Maybe, after all, although WIN fans are rare in Weihai City, but on such a huge IA sports fan base, there may really be no shortage of fans with WIN who will mix in Weihai City.

What's more, in addition to the fans of Starden, there are actually many fans who do not belong to any club and just love IA sports, and these people may also be Fan Dajun's potential customer groups.

Of course, Hu Xiaopeng was actually very happy in his heart at this time, and what he was glad about was that when he just left the house, he honestly put the mask on his face, I believe that if it weren't for this mask, I am afraid that the voice he just entered the door would be enough to make these rare WIN fans in Weihai City completely crazy.

"Brother Xiaopeng?"

"Huh? Oh, you find a place to sit first, and I'll go find someone. ”

Seeing that the hotel was still the same as before, no one paid attention to him, how could Hu Xiaopeng, who had long been used to it, sit still and wait for death? I saw Hu Xiaopeng turn his head and finish speaking to Liu Yiyi, and then walked towards the small low house on the side of the food stall with a familiar diameter.

Fan Dajun was not seen in the food stall, and Hu Xiaopeng, the store in the back, was too lazy to look for it, because according to previous habits, Fan Dajun's guy must have been crazy about grilling skewers in that small house.

But who knew that when Hu Xiaopeng just walked to the door and was about to reach out and lift the curtain, a strange woman with a baking tray came out of the small room.

"Smack......

"Whoa......

The raised hand was impartial, and just touched the baking tray in the woman's hand, only to see a handful of meat skewers that had just been grilled in the baking tray and were ready to be served, and it fell to the ground like this.

"What are you doing?"

The woman screamed when the baking tray was knocked over, and then leaned down and hurriedly picked up the scattered meat skewers one by one into the baking tray.

And it was only at this time that Hu Xiaopeng noticed that the woman's age should not be too big, it seems to be about twenty years old, with a neat ponytail, a slightly chubby body and a not very high figure, coupled with slightly raunchy makeup and dressing, she looks like a rather hard-working woman.

This is the waiter that Fan Dajun just recruited?

It's not quite like it, because this woman has a bulging waist bag hanging around her waist, if she is just a waiter, I am afraid that even if Fan Dajun agrees to let her take care of the money, I believe that Fan Yingying, this little girl, will not agree easily.

And if it is not a waiter, then there may be only one possibility, that is, this woman is likely to be Fan Dajun's girlfriend who "picked up" from nowhere.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention, hehe."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's just a meat skewer, just go and grill some more, it's really not good, I'll go in......"

Thinking of this, Hu Xiaopeng, who knew that he was in trouble, but didn't take it seriously at all, immediately smiled, and then hurriedly said, after all, it's just a meat skewer, just by virtue of his own identity, can Fan Dajun still kill himself?

But who would have thought that before Hu Xiaopeng's words fell, the woman stood up again, looked at Hu Xiaopeng with rather unhappy eyes, and then spoke.

"What do you mean it's okay? You touch so much, do you still want not to lose money? ”

"Losing money? Hehe, you're new, let me talk to the people inside......"

Hearing that this woman actually opened her mouth and let herself lose money, Hu Xiaopeng, who was bent on finding Fan Dajun, smiled again, and then flashed and wanted to enter the small house behind the woman.

"What are you doing? You can't enter the ...... here."

"Little Liuzi, someone is making trouble......"

In the face of Hu Xiaopeng's hard break, the woman wanted to stop it, but she could only watch Hu Xiaopeng lift the door curtain, and that is, the moment the door curtain was lifted, looking at the strange man who was grilling skewers in the small room, Hu Xiaopeng couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'll make up, who are you?"

And when Hu Xiaopeng's voice fell, a man's shout was also heard in the food stall behind him.

"Who's going to make trouble? Have you asked your grandfather Liu? ”

In Hu Xiaopeng's "territory", someone dares to call himself "master"? This alone is unbearable.

Without waiting for the man who was grilling the skewers to put down the meat skewers in his hand and turn around, Hu Xiaopeng turned around and walked out of the small room, only to see three young people walking towards him angrily.

And these three people have been seen by Hu Xiaopeng before, because they are the same people who just sat in the corner and wanted to trouble Hu Xiaopeng when they entered the door.

"What are you doing? Don't you know that the kitchen is heavy, and idlers can't enter? ”

"What am I doing? I'd like to ask you what you do. ”

"Hmph, I don't know what to do, let's say, who sent you? If you don't say it, believe it or not, brother will unload one of your legs today? ”

"Unload my legs?"

"I've made it up, when did this kid's shop become a black shop?"

Hearing that the young man who called himself "Grandpa Liu" at the head actually said that he wanted to threaten himself, although Hu Xiaopeng was angry at this time, he was more full of question marks.

"Brother Xiaopeng......"

"It's okay, it's just a few chops, you can wait a minute."

"But the ban is ......"

"Damn, who do you say? I see you're really impatient, brothers, give me ......."

"Wait......"

Just when the young man led by him was about to make a move on Hu Xiaopeng, and Hu Xiaopeng was already ready to use the excuse of legitimate defense to teach a few of them, the woman who had just been touched by Hu Xiaopeng off the baking tray suddenly shouted loudly.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, it will definitely not affect your business, and we will ...... him outside later."

Seeing that the woman suddenly stopped herself, the young man led by him thought that he was afraid of affecting the business of the store, but he never thought that before he finished speaking, the woman looked at Hu Xiaopeng and asked him.

"You know the Army?"

"Nonsense, if you don't know him, I'll come to him idle?"

"Then you are ......"

"What about others? Not in the store? Let him come back quickly, good shop, what a mess. ”

"Damn, who do you think you are?"

"Tell him, just say that my old ghost is back again."

"Hu ...... Old ghost? Why is this name so familiar? I think I've heard it there. ”

Hearing Hu Xiaopeng's words, the young man who was still shouting just now was a little hesitant, but as soon as his words fell, a companion beside him couldn't help but exclaim in an instant, and then patted the young man's arm with one hand, and pointed to the projection screen behind them that was playing the game with the other.

"Hu? , are you Hu Ye? ”

Perhaps it was the reminder of his companion that made him wake up, only to see that the young man's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at Hu Xiaopeng with an expression of disbelief, as if he wanted to identify Hu Xiaopeng's identity through the mask.