But Tang Yuyao knew very well that this was his excuse for meeting Zhao Xinyi! You must remember to wear a mask next time you come... It feels uncomfortable to cover your face like this all the time...
"Hi! My favorite, are you still busy?"
A disgusting sissy came into Tang Yuyao's ears. Damn it, could it be that he is the last eunuch of country Z? Doesn't this make people vomit!
Tang Yuyao raised his head and looked over.
A young man of about 20 years old, dressed in a fashionable manner, was standing next to Zhao Xinyi, and behind him were two followers. At first glance, he did not look like a good person, and he was most likely a gangster in society.
"Hey, it's Mr. Yang! Do you want rice noodles?" The landlady immediately greeted him.
"Go and stay aside, you have nothing to do here!" The arrogant young man known as Young Master Yang waved his hand impatiently, then turned to Zhao Xinyi and said: "Xinyi, as long as you speak,
From now on, you won’t have to do this kind of work anymore. If you follow me, I will ensure that you enjoy spicy food! It’s not much better than selling rice noodles here all day long!”
"Yang Wu, how many times have I told you to stop pestering me? What good does a child from a poor family do to me? I don't want to live the kind of life you mentioned. I can't afford it, and I don't care about it!
I still have business to do, please don't disturb me!" Zhao Xinyi said coldly. It was obvious that he disliked Mr. Yang very much.
"Okay, don't you want to do business? This is two thousand yuan, and I'll cover all your food! You have to talk to me this time, right?" Yang Wu took out a stack of big red tickets from his wallet and patted the table.
superior.
"I don't care about your money. I have many old customers here. You bought them all and they will have nothing to eat later! I won't sell it to you!" Zhao Xinyi picked up the money on the table and stuffed it back into Yang Wu's pocket.
in hand.
“One more bowl!”
Tang Yuyao lowered his head slightly and handed the bowl in his hand to Zhao Xinyi: "Your rice noodles are so delicious! It would be great if you could eat them every day."
Yang Wu glanced at Tang Yuyao disdainfully and said, "It's sold out. Didn't you see that I covered it all?"
Obviously, Yang Wu was very dissatisfied with Tang Yuyao's sudden penetration, which made him feel very embarrassed. He held two thousand yuan in his hand, neither putting it away nor putting it down, so he had to vent his anger on Tang Yuyao.
"Is it still the same as before?" Zhao Xinyi seized the opportunity to get rid of Yang Wu's entanglement and immediately prepared to cook rice noodles for Tang Yuyao.
"Hey... I mean boss lady?! Is there any business like this in your family? Is there a first-come, first-served basis? Didn't you see that I took all of this?" Yang Wu felt very embarrassed after Zhao Xinyi said this, so he had to ask
The landlady next to me yelled.
"Mr. Yang, don't be angry, this little classmate came here just now." The landlady quickly explained.
"Hmph! I'm telling you, don't be shameless. It's your blessing that our boss has taken a liking to your daughter. If it weren't for the boss's good temper, I would have had your stall closed long ago!" Yang Wu
The attendant next to him finally spoke.
Boss? Are there other gangs in Fucheng? Are there other bosses besides myself?
Tang Yuyao secretly glanced at Yang Wu through his fingers. He didn't deserve a beating - he didn't look like a boss at all!
"Oh. Look at this, don't be angry. Don't be angry at all. Isn't it okay for me to persuade you when I go back in the evening? Mr. Yang, don't be anxious. After all, this love relationship has to be between you and me, right?"