"Everyone, listen to me, first of all, the restaurant's feng shui is not good..." Ding Fan said.
"Yes, when we went upstairs just now, brother Ding Fan said that Feng Shui must be changed." Pang Feilong said preemptively.
"Um, can you let me finish what I'm saying?"
"Hey, brother is an expert, you say." Pang Feilong smiled apologetically.
"For ordinary residents, if the door faces the road, it will be a sign of evil, which is very bad luck. But as we open a restaurant, the situation is exactly the opposite. If it faces the road, it will be a source of wealth. First change the door so that it faces the opposite road, and the situation will immediately improve.
Change your view. Also, the name of the hotel is wrong, Longchi. It sounds stingy and aggrieved. What’s more, there are two dragons here. How can you turn over a pool of water? It takes a lot of effort." Ding Fan said.
Pang Feilong nodded his head as he heard this. He felt more and more that what Ding Fan said was reasonable, but he couldn't help but look at Chi Li.
The name Longchi, Chi, has the same pronunciation as Chi Li's surname. It was meant to please this sworn sister who lived and died together, but unexpectedly it violated a big taboo.
"Brothers, don't worry about me." Chi Li felt unhappy, but her friendship with her two brothers remained, so she frowned and said, "Ding Fan, just tell me what name I should change."
"The door welcomes guests from all over the world, and the dragon returns to the sea. Why not call it Longhai Restaurant." Ding Fan said.
"What a good name, Brother, write it down and have someone make a plaque right away. It will be changed in the afternoon." Pang Feilong clapped his thigh with joy.
"The most important thing is that it all depends on human resources. Recruit a professional manager to manage it. Also, brothers and sisters, this kind of local cuisine cannot be said to be niche. The key is that it has no advantage. If you can go to street stalls to eat, who will spend more in restaurants?
." Ding Fan said.
"I see you've eaten a lot too!" Chi Li rolled her eyes. Needless to say, she was responsible for customizing the cuisine.
"I'm not picky about food, so you can't use me as a standard. What's more, you can't be picky about eating and drinking!" Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Brother, I am determined to make this friend." Pang Feilong patted his chest vigorously.
In the afternoon, they had to go to the shopping mall to maintain order and eat and drink. Ding Fan said goodbye and Shen Jinlong took charge of the finances. At Boss Pang's instruction, he took out 20,000 yuan and gave it to Ding Fan as a reward.
It was really stingy to take action. Considering that it takes a lot of determination and courage to turn a gangster into a good person, Ding Fan only took a symbolic payment of one thousand.
This time, these people were so moved that Chi Li's eyes became a little more tender, and she really didn't have much money left.
After adding each other's contact information, Pang Feilong drove Ding Fan himself back to Miaoyue Mall.
After all, he was still half an hour late. Fortunately, he was here to help, and the security manager of the mall didn't care. Ding Fan squeezed into the crowd and continued to watch the fashion show.
The afternoon program was very good. It added a swimsuit segment. Ding Fan watched it with gusto. Her vagina and long legs, especially when viewed from above, made the undulating hills look more pleasing to the eye.
Just as he was watching with excitement, Ding Fan suddenly felt a hand attack his ear and hurriedly turned his head to avoid it.
Looking back, the familiar baby face turned out to be Sikong Ye, who was frowning and looking at him with contempt.
"Yi Zi, why are you here?" Ding Fan asked in a low voice.
"I'm here to buy things with my sister. You don't go to work, but you come here to see these bad women?" Sikong Ye asked angrily.
"This is art, female beauty. Hehe, don't you envy you for not having such a good figure?" Ding Fan said with a bad smile.
As expected, Ding Fan immediately felt a tearing pain in his lower back. The little devil stretched out his claws, pinched hard, and twisted half a circle.
"Yi Zi, stop making trouble, I'm working!" Ding Fan said dissatisfied.
"I don't believe it!" Sikong Ye curled his lips.
"I'm not going to lie to you, I was really seconded here to maintain order. Didn't you see a lot of security guards?" Ding Fan pointed around.
"Humph, I didn't see you working. You were all looking at the stage slyly. It's shameless." Sikong Ye snorted.
"I am a model, and this is my profession. As long as I make money reasonably and legally based on my own skills, it is noble. There is no distinction between high and low." Ding Fan defended politely.
"I said you are shameless."
"Tch, I can't explain it to you, go find my sister quickly!" Ding Fan urged.
Sikong Ye stood motionless, and Ding Fan turned around. Suddenly he saw the little devil's eyes moving quickly and a wicked smile on his lips, and he knew something was wrong.
"Yi Zi, please don't act recklessly."
As soon as Ding Fan finished speaking, a female model walking in front suddenly screamed, stumbled, swayed, and fell off the stage.
Ding Fan rushed over with a vigorous step and stretched out his hand to catch the female model firmly, so that she did not fall into an embarrassing situation.
He helped the female model stand up, but she was hunched over and crying out in pain. Ding Fan looked down and saw that the lower part of the female model's knee was slightly swollen, and it was obvious that she had been hit by something.
It must have been Sikong Ye who was causing trouble. He used his finger to shoot out a small iron ball or something. But at this moment, Sikong Ye looked aside, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
A sudden accident caused the performance on the stage to pause. After more than ten seconds, the dedicated models resumed the catwalk and continued the show. At this time, a security guard from the mall also rushed over, and the two of them supported the injured model.
, came to the backstage to rest.
Ding Fan squatted down to check the long leg, and determined that it was a skin injury. It was because the ligament was hit, causing imbalance in the body, but it was not serious.
"Thank you! Otherwise, it would be a huge shame this time." The female model said gratefully, wiping her tears.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. I just checked and found that you may have had rheumatoid arthritis before. Pay more attention to keeping warm and you will be cured soon."
Ding Fan smiled and said, of course he had to hide it for Sikong Ye, but he was very annoyed in his heart. This troublemaker clearly didn't want Brother Fan to have a good look.
Sure enough, when Ding Fan came out from the backstage, the swimsuit show had ended, and Sikong Ye had long disappeared. Unfortunately, the model was afraid that she would be scolded by her supervisor when she returned.
When we returned to Fuyao Building, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon. My sister called and asked Ding Fan to go home for dinner in the evening, and also made his favorite braised seabass.
Reluctantly, but with a mountain of military orders, and no excuse to refuse, Ding Fan rode his motorcycle and rushed to Xinyuan Community after get off work.
As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, he smelled the smell of oil smoke that choked his throat. Ding Fan thought there was a fire and quickly opened the door, only to find his elder sister Ding Wan busy in the smoke-filled kitchen.
"Sister, you forgot to turn on the range hood!" Ding Fan pressed the button, and then shouted towards the living room, "Zi Zi, don't just play around, come over and give me a hand!"
"Why are you shouting?" Ding Wan pulled Ding Fan over and whispered: "Zi Zi is a guest. He comes from such a poor background and always orders others to work. The little girl will be sensitive."
Faint!
Ding Fan scratched his head anxiously and couldn't help but said: "Sister, don't be fooled by the surface of the leaves. People are good at pretending."
"I know."
"I am oblivious."
"You are my brother. I don't know what you are thinking. You are not satisfied with Ye Zi, but you don't dare to disobey the teacher's orders. You want to use me to drive her away, right?"
"No one knows me better than my sister!"
Ding Fan was deeply moved. The old lady looked confused, but she was actually very clear inside!