Chapter Seventy-Eight, Still Want to Be Slapped in the Face?
Mike Liu left in a hurry, Feng Zhongwei looked at his back, shook his head and looked at Bai Fan and said, "I think you did hit his weakness, but it is really inappropriate for someone like him to do this kind of thing." ”
"Hehe, a person who can't even count the accounts of a small shop with 24 tables, can he do anything big? Throw away all the property left to us by our ancestors, and learn the things of Westerners. I don't deny that the Westerners are also correct, but stepping on my ancestors to promote other people's things, then I can't bear it. ”
Feng Zhongwei thought about it, and didn't seem to find any reason to refute it.
"I didn't want to go abroad because I thought my own country was better, but in fact it was his achievements that were higher, and if you come back to the competition next time, to be honest, I hope you can win." Feng Zhongwei nodded and said sincerely.
Speaking of this, he thought for a while, supporting the table with one hand as if he wanted to find a support point for himself, looked at Bai Fan and said, "Besides...... In fact, I personally hate and don't want to get involved in these things: the Ouyang family and the Lin family are eyeing you, I am afraid that they will take some extraordinary measures to deal with you, I want to advise you to leave this city quickly, in this city, there is nothing good to do if you offend these two families. ”
Hearing this, Bai Fan looked at Feng Zhongwei with some gratitude.
This kid is not amazing, his intelligence is enough, the key is that he does not have any arrogance like the rich second generation, and he is kind at heart: he can be said to be a good person who can be socialized well.
"Don't worry, in addition to these two, I also offended the Zhong family. Hehe, don't look at me like this, don't I stand in front of you now? ”
Feng Zhongwei was extremely surprised: "You still offended the Zhong family?" Are you a hedgehog? Offended these three families, and you still open a restaurant here? If others are afraid to leave here, they will fly too slowly! ”
Bai Fan put his hands behind his back, looked at Feng Zhongwei and said with a smile: "Haha, don't worry, it's impossible for these people to move me, you better go and persuade the chief actuary of your family, my self-esteem has been destroyed a lot by me, and now it's hard to cry in that corner!" ”
"Okay, okay, you're in for yourself. I hope to continue watching you in this city. I also want to see how you go about winning over McLiu. ”
With that, Feng Zhongwei left directly.
Looking at Feng Zhongwei's back, Bai Fan nodded secretly: "This guy can be friends." ”
"Feng Zhongwei!" Looking at Feng Zhongwei's back, Bai Fan suddenly called.
"What's the matter?" Feng Zhongwei turned around.
"You should have a brother, right?" Bai Fan said with a smile.
Feng Zhongwei looked confused: "Yes, I have a cousin Feng Zhongwu, who is one year younger than me, what's wrong?" ”
"Well, be careful of yourself brother: although you are smart, you have too little social experience, beware of suffering."
Feng Zhongwei was even more puzzled: "Bai Fan, what do you mean?" Can you make it clear? ”
"Hehe, if you make it clear, you'll just think I'm talking about it. The future is also uncertain, who knows? Okay, go for it. ”
Feng Zhongwei left in a daze, and Bai Fan didn't explain much.
As a ghost cultivator, face is also a basic ability: in Feng Zhongwei's face, Bai Fan can see that the biggest calamity in his life should come from his brother, but what the specific situation is Bai Fan is not a god and can't see it, and now he can only remind him here.
The next day, because of the huge power of the five-fold, the customers were full until sunset, and even Bai Fan joined the team to serve dishes and miscellaneous dishes.
Closing the door to settle the bill, the turnover of this day has exceeded more than 30,000 yuan according to the normal situation, but because of the five-fold relationship, it is only more than 15,000, and there is a slight loss in profit.
"Okay, okay, good! Have a good rest tonight, open for business tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow is the time to compete with that chef named Fu Qiang, right? During this time, you have made these dishes thousands of times, Meng Tong, are you confident? Bai Fan said with a smile.
"I can make these four dishes with my eyes closed now. But can you win with these four dishes? Meng Tong is still a little unconfident.
"That's right." Mei Zhu said while counting the money; "And those gourmets and other things that are referees are all invited by the other party, can these people comment objectively? I feel that Fu Qiang must be playing tricks. ”
"Don't worry, those people won't smash their own signboards, this is the first battle of our Bai family's private restaurant in this city, when the time comes, we will tear down this house and build a bigger and better restaurant, so that it is in line with our momentum!"
Meng Tong was a little overwhelmed when he heard this: "Then are we still in Jingkou Alley?" ”
"Of course it's still in Wellhead Alley, hehe."
While the three of them were constantly imagining the future, Bai Fan's phone rang, and it seemed to be an unfamiliar number.
A little puzzled, but Bai Fan still picked it up.
"Bai Fan, you probably can't figure out who I am, right?"
An unfamiliar male voice came out of the phone, and after carefully distinguishing it, Bai Fan immediately heard it: This person should be Wu Weiwei, the principal of the memory school who polished his shoes in the first round when Ouyang Fei chose the spokesperson.
"Principal Wu, what are you doing?" Bai Fan said with a smile.
"Bai Fan, let me tell you, don't think I'll let you go!" Wu Weiwei sneered: "Humiliating me in public, do you know how much it affected me?" ”
"How old?" Bai Fan said with a smile.
"My school is gone!" Wu Weiwei roared on the phone.
Because of that incident, it was a sensation in the entire Tiandu City, and the citizens of Tiandu didn't really care about who was the spokesperson in the end: anyway, it was just a commercial hype, and everyone knew it in their hearts.
And what everyone is really interested in is Wu Weiwei, who was a harlequin in this game: the one who didn't memorize a thousand numbers!
As the news spread, students at Wu Weiwei's memory school demanded refunds, teachers also asked for resignations, and all the five magazines and TV interviews that had been agreed upon were canceled.
The continuous news is like a slap in the face of Wu Weiwei!
"Bai Fan, you bastard, you took everything from me! You're responsible for me! Wu Weiwei roared angrily.
"Responsible? You're a man, how can I be responsible? I don't have a habit of breaking my sleeves. Bai Fan laughed wildly: "Okay, what are you going to do, you can say it." ”
(End of chapter)