But he didn't expect that she would be generous to him...
Huang Shulang didn't know at all that although Qian Duoduo's money seemed to be taken from her chest, the place where she actually hid the money was not her chest. But it was also because of this that she seemed to take it from her chest every time.
It seems that the money that came out was hidden in that place...
However, Huang Shulang was determined not to charge Duoduo, and in order to prove his ability to her, Huang Shulang decided to get back Huang Feifengwu's lost business as soon as possible. Only when the business is at its best,
Tell this woman that she is the boss lady of Huang Feifengwu, and you will feel a sense of accomplishment.
For this sense of accomplishment, Huang Shulang decided to find a way to get the secret recipe of Chunfeng Deyilou in the next few days.
It was useless to rely on myself and the chefs in the building to study the taste at all. Even though he had eaten at Chunfeng Deyi Restaurant many times in person, he had never been able to taste what they added to the dishes.
Thinking of this, Huang Shulang narrowed his eyes and decided to go to Chunfeng Deyi Building to inquire about it again this afternoon, and he must find their secret recipe.
When Qian Duoduo saw what he said, he slowly put away the banknotes in his hand, thinking that he would secretly give the money to his mother during dinner.
After collecting the banknotes and putting away a lot of money, I opened the door and was about to go out, when suddenly...
Huang Shulang raised his eyes to look at her and saw a green hairpin stuck crookedly on the woman's head. Her hair was messy and messy, but she still walked out as if she didn't notice.
Huang Shulang stopped her with a headache: "That...fat girl!"
Qian Duoduo turned around in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Huang Shulang pointed to his hair: "Shouldn't you tidy yourself up before going out?"
Qian Duoduo's face turned red and he touched his messy hairstyle: "I...I don't know how to do this kind of bun. After saying that my husband gave it to me two days ago, I...can't bear to take it off!"
Huang Shulang was speechless. No wonder she always felt that this guy's hair style was a bit strange these days. It was so crooked that it was hard to tell what kind of hair style it was. In the end, it was the hair style that he had casually made for her that day and refused to take it off.
After thinking for a while, he reluctantly lifted the quilt and sat up: "Come here..."
"What are you doing?" Qian Duoduo stood at the door, surprised, wasn't he very sleepy: "You...go to sleep! I'll just ask Xiaolan to help me comb my hair!"
"I asked you to come over..." Huang Shulang frowned, feeling unhappy. When will this guy learn to listen to himself?
Qian Duoduo saw that he even frowned, and immediately walked to the bed and asked: "What are you doing?"
Huang Shulang looked at her carefully, stood up and pulled her to the dressing table, pressed her onto a chair, then reached out to pick up the wooden comb on the dressing table, and naturally combed her hair into a bun...
He acted gently and skillfully, and looked at Qian Duoduo for a moment and said, "Mr. sir, did you often comb girls' hair in the past?"
"Fart!" Huang Shulang was furious, and the hairpin in his hand hit her bun hard, causing Qian Duoduo to grin: "Hey, hey, hey... be gentle, it hurts!"
"Hmph, you don't often comb other people's hair. Why are you so skilled at combing your hair?" Qian Duoduo is not easy to fool. She pouted. If Huang Shulang dared to say that he was born with it, she wouldn't believe it!
Huang Shulang's eyes dimmed, and his thoughts went back to many years ago.