After a while, the fat boss, who was shirtless and holding a cigarette, had already delivered a large plate of fried noodles with pointed rice noodles.

I saw that the upper layer was covered with cruciferous waist flowers, and they were stir-fried with onions. The taste was fragrant and shiny. The special and pungent aroma stimulated Yang Ming's taste glands.

Yang Ming was holding the chopsticks and his saliva was about to flow out. He laughed and said, "Boss is so good, this is adding to me!"

The fat boss brought up another bowl of soup with green vegetable leaves, then stood up and grabbed the cigarette from his mouth, "You must add ingredients! You young master said it very well. You can eat it with me for freedom! Free! Let me tell you, no matter how big the cowhide is, it is impossible to compare to my mouth!"

Someone next to him smiled and said, "Boss, you are so powerful, you are not as good as you are in a Michelin three-star market. Have you ever been to a Michelin restaurant?"

"I haven't been there before, so I won't even go if I ask you to go!"

The boss still had to continue to brag, but the boss lady over there started scolding, "I haven't come to cook, I'll kill you, the pot will be muddy!"

"Here's here!" The boss was a real person. His wife scolded him and shrank his head. He raised his hand to open a bottle of beer for Yang Ming, "Young Master, you have money, it's yours. It's not too much for me to invite you to a bottle of beer! Come often in the future!"

"It's so bad! It's a must!" Yang Mingxin said that it's useless to drink it. The fried noodles with beer is amazing.

When Yang Ming was eating fried noodles with big mouthfuls, many diners also finished eating and left the table.

Some of the young people did not forget to stand next to Yang Ming’s supercar to take a photo or take a photo before leaving. After all, supercars worth 100 million are not something you can meet every day. If you take a photo and post it on your Moments, you can also show off with other friends.

Among them is a young girl wearing a denim top. She not only took a photo with the car, but also secretly took a silhouette of Yang Ming eating noodles.

"This little brother's silhouette is quite handsome."

The girl posted all the photos on her Moments and added a copy, "The rich second generation who drives a supercar to eat on the street stalls, guess how much this car costs!"

Before anyone can comment, I will comment first, "Value 100 million!"

Then he left with his friends with unfulfilled feelings.

...

Xihuayuan Community, an ordinary family.

Shen Rong was wearing a black suspender pajamas and was sitting in front of the window, with her face full of troubles.

She looked at a b-sup order in her hand, picked up her phone and dialed a number. As she heard the opponent quickly changed from a long to a busy voice, she angrily fell off her phone.

"Scumbaby! They are all scumbaby!"

Shen Rong stood up and walked a few steps, sat down to the edge of the bed, but after a while, she sat back on the chair.

Call again, this time it was just a busy voice.

"How come the grass mud horse, why don't you die!"

Shen Rong cursed, but she had no choice but to find the person she wanted to find. She opened WeChat and flipped around absent-mindedly, wanting to find someone to talk to.

However, several photos soon attracted her attention, "The rich second-generation who runs supercars and eats street stalls, a supercar worth 100 million yuan."

It was not the supercar that attracted her. She was not very sensitive to cars. She saw the rich second generation at first sight.

A little familiar!

"Who is here...Yang Ming! Yes!"

It took a while for Shen Rong to remember this name. She and Yang Ming had been in high school for two years, and one of them was still a deskmate!

"He was in a crush on me at that time. During military training, he bought me water every day. I didn't like him at all. Once I asked him to get out, but he stopped for a day and didn't come. Unexpectedly, he continued to buy water for me again on the third day. He was such a coward."

"I didn't expect that he is now developed!" Chen Rong's eyes lit up.

The girl who posted on WeChat Moments was not familiar with her. She met her when she went to a bar for a dance. She hesitated for a while and still sent a message, "Xiao Xin, remember me, I saw it last time at Sos Bar."

Xiaoxin is the girl wearing a denim top. She has already returned home at this moment. After receiving the message, she immediately replied, "Remember, remember, you were with Brother Six. You were very loving at that time."

"Hey, don't mention that scumbag." Chen Rong complained and asked again, "Xiao Xin, I'll ask you something. Is the rich second generation posted on your circle of friends named Yang Ming?"

"How can I know this?" Xiaoxin replied, "I will go to the small road behind the Xiaomei Food Street with my friend to have a midnight snack. I met this rich second-generation who drove a supercar of 100 million to eat on the street stall! I want to hook up, but unfortunately my male vote is there..."

Chen Rongxin said that it was your turn, I am here, don’t even think about it! He has had a crush on me!

"Then you are busy." Chen Rong asked clearly about the situation, but didn't want to say more, so she just bowed.

I haven't seen each other for so many years, and Chen Rong doesn't have Yang Ming's WeChat, but she has a way, so she immediately sent a message on her Moments, "High school classmates, please pay attention. Who of you has Yang Ming's WeChat, hurry up and find it!"

Not to mention, the goddess has a strong appeal. After a while, three or four boys took the initiative to chat with her privately and sent Yang Ming's WeChat.

Chen Rong compared it and found that the WeChat account she sent was the same, which should be correct. Then, she deleted the message she was looking for Yang Ming and then added the number.

"Ao Jiao Rong? Who is it!"

Yang Ming, who received the request to add, had finished his midnight snack and was sitting on a chair in a hairdressing shop. He would never keep this ugly hairstyle overnight.

Although the price of this hairstyle shop is not cheap, even if he uses up all the 300 yuan in his pocket, it feels worth it.

As soon as I explained my ideal hairstyle to Teacher Tony, I received a request from Aojiaorong.

"Don't buy tea!" Yang Ming replied with four words and refused the request.

Your uncle's tea! Chen Rong almost vomited a mouthful of blood when she received the message, and added it again. This time she added, "Your old classmate!"

In an instant, the rejection news came back, "The old classmate doesn't buy tea either!"

"I want to die..." Chen Rong had the urge to kill someone, so she had to add again, "Yang Ming, I am your high school classmate Chen Rong, I have something to look for!"

"Chen Rong."

Yang Ming searched through the original owner's memory and immediately recalled it.

When Yang Ming was just in high school, he was at the same table with Shen Rong.

The girl Chen Rong is a bit extroverted and likes to play with boys. She actually looks average, but she is quite popular because of her personality.

At that time, Yang Ming had bid farewell to the junior high school goddess. He lost his goal for a while and licked Chen Rong, giving him water and sunscreen cream.

Unfortunately, Chen Rong likes to interact with people outside the school and looks down on Yang Ming at all. Later, Chen Rong violated school rules many times and was persuaded to leave in the second year of high school, so the two lost contact.

Now Yang Ming doesn't like this kind of dropout girl like a little girl. She can be said to have no favors at all, and he doesn't want to add this person.
Chapter completed!