"Uncle, brother, sit here, next to the stove, to keep warm."
The little girl greets Wu Gang and Chen Hao.
The four of them sat down.
The little girl with pigtails put a pot of tea on the table.
Chen Hao looked at the little girl.
This pretty girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old. She was dressed simply, with patches on both sleeves of her jacket and the elbows, and the hems of her jeans were frayed.
A pair of cotton shoes on her feet also looked worn.
Wu Gang said to the little girl: "Four big bowls of beef ramen, and a plate of each side dish."
"Okay!"
The little girl smiled and nodded, with a cheerful personality.
"Where is your hometown?"
Chen Hao asked the little girl with a smile.
The little girl said: "From the countryside of Bingcheng."
"Why don't you go to school in your hometown?"
Lu Wei couldn't help but ask the little girl.
A little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old who does not go to school and works hard in a foreign country must have unspeakable secrets.
In Chen Hao's view, Lu Wei's question was about which pot it belongs to, not which pot to mention.
"I help my parents make money and treat my brother back home."
The little girl was generous and did not feel inferior or disgusted with Lu Wei, so she turned around and went to the kitchen.
"Children of poor people should become parents early."
Wu Gang sighed in a low voice.
"Poverty is indeed a valuable experience for some children today."
Chen Hao did not say anything casually.
Boss Xu of Hengda, Boss Jindong Liu, and Boss Wah Cha Cha Zhong, all future bosses, are all motivated by poverty and work hard to achieve success.
There are many similar characters.
However, times make heroes.
Born in the right era, it is easier to achieve success.
Four side dishes and four bowls of noodles were served one after another. Chen Hao, Wu Gang, Ma Ming, and Lu Wei twitched their index fingers as they smelled the aroma.
Less than a quarter of an hour.
In front of the four people, the dishes were cleared and the bowls were clean.
"How much?"
Wu Gang wants to settle the bill.
"I'll do it!"
Lu Wei took out his wallet first.
The noodle shop owner's wife walked out of the kitchen, came to the table, and said with a smile: "Thirty yuan."
Lu Wei took out ten hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and handed them to the landlady.
"this......"
The landlady was confused.
"Let the kids go back to school."
Lu Wei's simple words touched the landlady.
The landlady burst into tears.
"Brother, I can't ask for this money. The meal is thirty, so you can give me thirty. I won't take any more." The landlady's attitude was firm.
"Take it."
Lu Wei gave the money to the landlady.
At this moment, several people walked into the noodle shop.
When the man at the head saw the money in the landlady's hand, he said with a smile: "It seems that I came at the right time. Now that I have money, I should pay the management fees I owe, right?"
Chen Hao, Ma Ming, and Lu Wei looked at the visitor at the same time.
"What they call management fees is protection fees. This money finally fell into Andre's hands. Each stall pays 100m gold or 1,000 Chinese dollars per month."
Wu Gang whispered in Chen Hao's ear.
Chen Hao frowned, he didn't expect the protection fee to be so high.
For a stall, you pay 100m gold a month.
There are thousands of stalls in the Chinese Merchant Market, and the protection fee paid to Andre each month is more than 100,000 gold.
Wu Gang guessed what Chen Hao was thinking, and whispered: "More than half of the profits of Khabarov's Chinese businessmen were taken away by local officials and Andre."
"Brother Xiang, this money doesn't belong to me, it belongs to this big brother."
The landlady hurriedly put the money on the table.
"Shaotema is acting in front of me."
Brother Xiang fell out, walked to the table fiercely, and reached for the money.
Lu Wei grabbed Brother Xiang's wrist and glared: "Get out!"