Chapter 1920

Because of the high interest of wind chimes, time will not pass unconsciously, and an hour has passed in the blink of an eye.

A black Bugatti Veyron stopped at the door of Song Fei's grocery store and attracted countless eyes for a time. Such a car is rare on the main road. It has never appeared in this remote street.

And the car just stopped at the door of the grocery store, which makes people even more confused. How can people who drive this kind of car come to this low-grade grocery store?

However, the owner of the car entered the grocery store. He was in his thirties and liked a good-looking talent, which was in line with the image of a young president in the eyes of many girls.

Behind him, followed by four young people, these young people wearing vests, strong, cold eyes, are not easy to provoke at first sight.

Such a group of people, who should have appeared in high-end places, went straight into the grocery store.

As for the big goats doing chores in the grocery store, they are like mole ants in their eyes, which are directly ignored by Yang Junkun.

The goat looked at Yang Junkun and others with a shallow smile. Instead of stopping them, he looked at all this with schadenfreude.

Infected by someone, the big goat also caught the bad habit of watching the fun.

"Kun Shao, this way." bodyguard Zheng Gang leads the way in front, and the other three follow behind Yang Junkun. These people are the elite retired from the special forces. Everyone is a real person who has been on the battlefield. In ordinary people, the momentum condensed from the bloody place is enough to make people scared.

Yang's group is worthy of being a super rich. It can hire such people as bodyguards for family children.

On the second floor, Song Fei is talking and laughing with the wind chime. He occasionally talks to Ma Xiaoyun, but Ma Xiaoyun can't let go at all. Basically, others ask her and answer her. Even so, no one ignores her and makes her feel warm.

"Step on step!" the sound of boots stepping on the ground came from the entrance of the stairs, which was particularly charming. Then Yang Junkun and his party appeared in front of Song Fei and others.

As soon as he came up, Yang Junkun cast his eyes on the wind chime and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiu, I came to H city. Why don't you tell me? I'm not a friend."

The wind chime smiled and said, "hehe, Yang Shao's news is well-informed. You'll know when I come."

Yang Junkun said, "hehe, the famous Xiao jiu'er, even if you go to have a meal, it's big news. It's hard not to let people know."

Song Fei took out an empty cup and filled it with tea. He put it in front of Yang Junkun and said with a smile, "all visitors are guests. Please drink tea."

Yang Junkun smiled and took the tea cup. Then he put the tea soup under his nose and sniffed it. Then he put the tea cup down and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I haven't drunk this grade of tea. I'm afraid it doesn't suit my appetite."

The wind chime on one side burst out laughing and said, "you really haven't drunk such tea."

Although this is not immortal tea, it is spirit tea. It has the effect of washing the body and prolonging life. Yang Junkun really didn't have a chance to drink such tea.

Yang Junkun thought that Fengling was agreeing with him and smiled. The smile on his face became more brilliant. He secretly said that Fengling was still on his side. Is this boy his relative? To throw her into her arms? He didn't know that a fairy fate was missed by him.

Xianyuan is Xianyuan. It pays attention to fate. Even if some people put it in front of him, they can't grasp it.

Ma Xiaoyun has a constant love relationship with Song Fei. Even if he doesn't want Xianyuan, this Xianyuan will find her.

Song Fei said with a smile, "sorry, there is only such inferior tea in the small humble room." Song Fei took back the quilt, poured the tea on the tea tray and flowed into the garbage can along the pipe.

Yang Junkun handed Song Fei a business card. It's very particular whether to hand the business card with one hand or with both hands. If it's one hand, it means you don't care about each other at all. If it's two hands, it means respect.

The same is true for the party who receives the business card. It shows respect with both hands, and it doesn't matter with one hand.

Yang Junkun handed it over with his right hand and said with a smile, "this is my business card. I'll give you more advice in the future."

"Oh!" Song Fei answered and took it with one hand. This behavior made Yang Junkun narrow his eyes and flashed displeasure in his eyes. He Yang Dashao can hand it out with one hand. You, a small grocery store owner, are so rude?

The more rude is still behind. Song Feifei didn't collect the famous products, but put them on the tea table at will, just as he put Yang Junkun aside at will. This indifferent attitude makes Yang Dashao's heart more angry. In his capacity, whether rich in business or powerful in politics, which one is not polite to him, this is the first time he has been treated like this.

To suppress his unhappiness, Yang Junkun said with a smile, "little brother, are you going to open a grocery store all the time?"

Song Fei said with a smile, "maybe if there's something I like better, maybe I'll consider doing something else."

Yang Junkun said quietly. It's easy to say. I'm afraid there's no better way out.

With a calm face, Yang Junkun said with a smile, "I don't make much money by opening a grocery store. I don't know what my brother wants to do in the future?"

Song Fei shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. Please give me some advice."

If it's not the wind chime, you deserve to be on an equal footing with me. Call me brother Yang? Yang Junkun sneered in the dark and said with a smile on his face: "I don't deserve your advice. If brother song wants to change a job, you can go to my Yang Group. If you work harder, you will still have no problem with an annual salary of 500000 in ten years."

"Ten years later," said Song Fei, "can't you do it now?"

Sure enough, Yang Junkun continued to sneer in his heart and a warm smile continued to appear on his face: "this company has company regulations, but even if it doesn't reach 500000 now, I can guarantee to make more money than you open a grocery store. How about thinking about it."

Song Fei shook his head: "unfortunately, I don't like being constrained."

Yang Junkun said with a smile, "brother, my brother told you that young people should work hard and save more money. When they are old, they won't regret it. Brother, you don't like to hear that we young people should have a goal in life. Like my brother, I set a small goal for myself and make 100 million first."

Show off. Yang Junkun shows off naked in front of the wind chime to let the wind chime see who is worthy of him.

Song Fei said, "you talk about money."

Yang Junkun said with a smile, "we are all laymen. Don't you like money, brother? Not only I don't believe it, but everyone present doesn't believe it."

Song Fei smiled, "isn't it a very simple thing to ask for money?"

Yang Junkun raised his mouth and showed a faint mockery: "young man, I don't know how to make a simple method. Otherwise, you can earn 100 million to show me?"