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"Say it again." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifan looked at him. Jiang Kuo could not see any anger on his face, and there was no other expression. After studying it for a while, he could not find a sure thing.

"Say it again." Jiang Kuo said.

"...No," Duan Feifan said, a little bit unsure what Jiang Kuo was thinking about, and he felt that he was always shaking in the matter of silence.

"Quick." Jiang Kuo glanced at the person over there.

"Just just being unhappy," Duan Feifan took the initiative, "Just just being unhappy, being unhappy, being unhappy."

Jiang Kuo glanced at him.

Duan Feifan also looked at him.

"Yes, this is the smell," Jiang Kuo laughed and snapped his fingers. "Duan Niyi Aka Fan Ye."

"Then were you going to give Fan Jiabao's coffee shops just now?" Duan Feifan asked with a smile.

"I don't know, I just want to know about his shops first," Jiang Kuo whispered in a low voice. "He is really a spendthrift. The only thing that can guarantee money is to collect rent. The coffee shop is paying all the money. After the rent is collected, I will buy it in the coffee shop, eat, drink, have fun and bet. How many demolition households will return to extreme poverty after a few years of outbreak? I have seen too many second-generation demolition generations when Mr. Jiang bought land. The only thing he did right was to buy these storefronts and houses."

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded.

"Of course, I don't have a very strong position to say that. I don't make money either. I also spend a lot of money..." Jiang Kuo said, "I just think others are okay. It's not impossible to make friends and receive them in your social universe."

"Listen to you," Duan Feifan smiled for a long time, and then added, "Who said you don't make money anymore? Are you just making money now?"

"It will open tomorrow," Jiang Kuo rubbed his hands, "I'm not worried about my uncle. The beef is very good and I didn't have to worry about sales, just ours..."

"Don't think so much," Duan Feifan said, "I have experience in this. Do you think I'm worried? I'm not worried at all."

"Are you worried in your heart and not telling me?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"I'm worried now that your expectations are too high will be a gap," Duan Feifan said. "Based on my experience of struggling in the beef circle for more than ten years..."

Jiang Kuo started to have fun.

"I understand the market at least. I hope it will explode from the beginning, which is unlikely," Duan Feifan said, "but I don't have to worry about not being able to sell it."

"Okay, I believe you." Jiang Kuo nodded.

Jiang Kuo is indeed a little unsure. Although he was confident in the early stage, he did everything he could and did everything he did in detail, but it was his first time doing business, and it was still a business that was thousands of miles away from him. He was really not sure what would be the effect.

But he could see that Duan Feifan was still relaxed, a little excited, which was a bit different from his usual habitual state of hiding emotions.

So Mr. Fan said no need to worry, then no need to worry.

It doesn’t take too long for big and small pigs to visit the store. It is a vlog format, a trip or a stroll.

This time I spent a lot of energy on Niu Sandao. In addition to having a good relationship with Jiang Leya, they also have not taken photos of this type of shop. How to combine exquisite little pigs and Niu Sandao's simple food without being stiff, so I have to spend some time.

Fan Jiabao was very active in offering suggestions and participating in the script design, providing a thousand ideas without 800 or 1,000. After all, he sat on the chair in the store and sighed: "The world is not worth it."

"It's still a little reference value," Xiaozhu comforted him, "For example, you said that you gave up the shooting form like vlog actually gave me inspiration."

"Really?" Fan Jiabao asked immediately.

"Really," said the big pig, "it's also a bit interesting to shoot a short film like Niu Sandao Jianghu."

Although it was not the reply given by Xiaozhu and Dazhu didn't say exactly what to do, Fan Jiabao still felt satisfied and began to close his eyes and rest. It is said that he started rehearsing in his mind.

We kept making trouble until dinner, and everyone had some preliminary ideas.

"The filming will open tomorrow, and you can add other shots after closing in the evening," said Dazhu. "There are a lot of materials in the front and it should be quite suitable to cut it out. Xiaozhu's number has never been done with this before, so it feels that the effect will be good."

"Let's chat tonight," Jiang Kuo looked at the time, "Go to have a meal first."

"I cooked it for dinner," said Fan Jiabao, "What type of food do you want to eat?"

"It's a little more lively." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifan glanced at Jiang Kuo. This lively meal was not Jiang Kuo's style, probably for Jiang Lele. Jiang Lele couldn't see anything unusual, he was a person who was very hiding his emotions. However, she had been gathering in the crowd today, which was probably why Jiang Kuo wanted to have a meal in a lively place.

Jiang Kuo is a careful person, although it is not easy to be noticed.

Fan Jiabao proposed to go to the night market in the old city, and eat, drink and have fun, and never have to change places from now until midnight.

Duan Feifan entered the kitchen. Uncle came here in the afternoon and stood in the kitchen with his aunt now, looking around.

"Aren't you going to have a meal?" said the old uncle, "Why haven't left yet?"

"I'll send you back first. I'll finish it here, so I'll wait for tomorrow, right?" Duan Feifan said, "If you don't go to dinner with us, you won't go back home?"

"Don't worry about us," the old aunt waved her hand, "Go away, your uncle drove over to the electric car, and just ride back in a while."

"What are you looking at?" Duan Feifan asked with a smile on his uncle.

"I'm a little uncomfortable," said the old uncle with a smile, "the window is bright and clean, and it looks like someone else's store."

"Nonsense." Duan Feifan said.

"Extremely good," the old uncle touched the operating table, "Extremely good, this table is also good. I bent over everything I did before, and this one feels comfortable."

"You don't need to make those beef sauce in the future. You will definitely hire someone after the incident. Just keep an eye on it." Duan Feifan said.

"Jiang Kuo and his sister are also very capable, and even I can't understand what they are going to do. They are too high-end," said the old aunt, "but it will cost a lot of money to invite someone to come?"

"No money," Duan Feifan said, "it's his sister's friend who came to help."

"Hello, good family," said the old uncle, and took out his cell phone, "I'll transfer some money for you, eat in a bar, and take them to have fun."

"No," Duan Feifan quickly held down his uncle's hand, "We have public funds."

"No, is public funds used to do this?" said the old uncle.

"Do you eat and drink with public funds?" said the old aunt.

Duan Feifan laughed so hard: "This is equivalent to the advertising fee for others. Do you have to use public funds? And it's cheaper to play for one night than the advertising fee?"

When leaving, Fan Jiabao gave the car keys to Duan Feifan: "You two drive my car."

"Where are you?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"...Are you stupid?" Fan Jiabao said, "I'll go to their car."

"Is there any chance, just go up like that?" Jiang Kuo glanced at the car in front of him, "Isn't it a bit embarrassing to be driven out?"

"If I get to your sister, I might be driven down," Fan Jiabao said, "I can chat with Xiaozhu!"

Neither Jiang Kuo nor Duan Feifan spoke, but looked at him together.

With Fan Jiabao's natural maturity and his interest in Xiaozhu, even if Xiaozhu doesn't say a word, he can create a very pleasant situation.

"I'm not too shameless, after all, I'm still shameless," Fan Jiabao turned around and turned to the car in front and pointed at them. "There is another main reason that you have to force me to say, you two look at me and I look at you this day, I'll leave some space for you two, otherwise I'm afraid you two will suffocate to death."

After saying that, he squeezed into Jiang and their off-road vehicle.

"Fuck." Duan Feifan sighed, opened the car door and got in.

"Did you look at me?" Jiang Kuo sat in the passenger seat and asked.

"Look," Duan Feifan said, "Everyone of me looked at me more than one glance, shot back and forth, and just swept you for the longest time... Have you looked at me?"

"I mainly have nothing to do," said Jiang Kuo, "and see if you can relieve your boredom."

Duan Feifan smiled and tickled, and started the car.

"Are you tired?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It's okay," Duan Feifan said, "They are quite tired, so I'll move things and help lift the shelves."

"I was a little tired after I did nothing," said Jiang Kuo.

"You are used to being tired. Even if you see someone other than the ten acquaintances around you, you will be exhausted even if you are working hard," Duan Feifan said. "If you still want to speak, you will be exhausted on the spot."

"Whether to lose or not?" Jiang Kuo laughed.

"Actually, Jiang Lelai has a similar personality to you," Duan Feifan said, "I don't like to take care of others, go out alone or something."

"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "but she has more friends than me and can get along with people than me."

"She..." Duan Feifan was not very sure whether he could ask this question, but after having this "deal" with Mr. Jiang, he subconsciously wanted to know more about the people around Jiang Kuo.

"Hmm?" Jiang Kuo turned his head and looked at him.

"Does she have some psychological problems?" Duan Feifan asked.

"Yes," Jiang Kuo didn't resist this question and answered naturally, "Depression should have been quite serious in junior high school, but she has always been very independent and doesn't like to say anything, so we didn't notice that when she had a big attack, she realized that Mr. Jiang almost hanged, and has been getting better and worse in recent years."

"Ah..." Duan Feifan looked at the car in front of him and sighed softly, "That's it."

"When it comes to Mr. Jiang hanging himself... has he transferred money to you?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Mr. Jiang didn't hang himself," Duan Feifan took out his phone and unlocked it while the red light was on, "I didn't even bother to look at my phone today..."

The photos of Duan Feifan's mobile phone desktop and lock screen are still familiar. Jiang Kuo saw it at a glance and could instantly remember the scene of torture Duan Feifan in the hotel.

The unspeakable taste is like something that happened a long time ago, and I don’t know why it feels a little strange.

Now when I recalled the excitement and happiness at that time, I felt a little uneasy. Jiang Kuo didn’t know that this was the feeling that was ignored at that time, or because he was only worried about himself when he turned back today.

"Isn't it a little..." Duan Feifan handed the phone in front of him, "I'm too rich and arrogant?"
To be continued...