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Li Mengxin felt that this man in front of him was just like him, a person who had a similar "bad taste".

That person, well, it could be described in a different way. They should be like-minded!

She pondered for a while in her mind, and then revealed a bright smile: "Thank you so much, Big Brother Du! If one day, the manager can stand at the peak of the world's catering industry, then your name will definitely be among them. "

"Thank you."

Li Mengxin looked at Du Lei very sincerely. She was truly too happy, and before this, her thoughts and plans had never received the approval of anyone.

Even his father, who loved him the most, felt that she was doing something very childish.

How difficult is it to set up a flag in the restaurant industry?

Not to mention charging out of the country?

With just a little girl, where would she get the funds from and the "capitalists" of the American emperors?

Fight?

KFC, McDonald's, these large chain of fast food restaurants, the number of stores around the world, were 18,000 and 30,000 respectively.

This was all built up from dozens of years of accumulation. Of course, behind it, there was also a large amount of money supporting the initial development.

"No need to thank me. Actually, when I was young, I also thought about it, and that was to open up our Du Family's hotpot restaurant, spread it all over the world, and build a hotpot brand that could become famous all over the world. But reality has proven that I am indeed dreaming, and to be able to become famous in China is already not bad. "Foreigners don't eat hotpot for the most part …"

Du Lei smiled and explained: "My father actually has such lofty ambitions. It's a pity that he doesn't have any money on him, and he doesn't have the support of that tycoon."

"Now that I have money and he's old, I might as well stop thinking about those useless things."

Saying that, Du Lei could not help but sigh.

In fact, no matter what kind of situation a person was in, as long as they possessed a dream and dared to struggle and chase, they were all worthy of respect.

knew very well, and he also knew very clearly that this "talented girl" in front of him.

How much I crave for the approval and help of others.

The two of them sat at the dining table and chatted, gaining a new understanding of each other.

Du Lei looked at the time and realized that it was almost eleven o'clock. He bid farewell to Li Mengxin and walked towards his own residence.

Zhou Group.

In a luxurious office, Zhou Ji was looking at the various discussions on the web with uncertainty. Quite a few netizens, attracted by the media, brought the war to his Weibo account.

Zhou Ji was the renowned rich second generation in the Rong City, and on the internet, he also had many wives and fans.

Mn, that's right, this guy was commonly known as' internet celebrity '.

On Weibo, Weibo had more than 10 million followers and a well-known online gaming platform.

At the same time, he also signed a contract with a lot of "Famous Webcaster" who had a large number of fans on the internet.

His live broadcast platform was doing quite well. Even though it could not compare to the popular live broadcast platforms such as Dou Yu, War Flag, and Hu Ya, the APP software developed by him also had quite a bit of downloads.

"Zhou Ji, you idiot, you are just like a retard. Who are you trying to mess with? "On behalf of all the Stones, I greet you Mama. Those who agree to stand in front of me!"

Some horse armor was called "Du Lei, I'm your brainless fan."

His fans had left a comment on Zhou Ji's latest Weibo, but in the end, he became the hot topic.

Zhou Ji laid on the boss's chair with his legs crossed. When he saw this comment, he was so angry that the roots of his teeth started to itch.

In a fit of rage, he decided to use Sina's official customer service to block his Weibo. Otherwise, he would definitely be caught alive by these surging "water army".

He was ejected into the air.

Of course, Zhou Ji did not believe that these people were Du Lei's brainless fans.

A "internet celebrity" who had not even filmed a movie or sung a single song in the capital was completely relying on this video.

Would he really have so many fans?

This was obviously impossible. If this was true, then those who had been in the entertainment circle for years but were still second-rate celebrities, or even third-rate celebrities, would have to form a team and jump down from a building.

"F * ck, there must be someone who wants to make life difficult for me by asking the troll army to attack me online."

Zhou Ji clenched his teeth, he was so angry his eyes turned red.

Immediately after, he couldn't help but smash the apple he had bought yesterday into pieces. Housekeeper Zhou raised his eyebrows as he thought to himself: "This is the sixth apple. This rich family's young master, aside from being willful, also has extraordinary hand strength."

As a National Art Expert, he was not sure if he could smash an apple into pieces, but Zhou Ji, who looked extremely weak and severely injured, was able to do it easily.

"Young master, it's useless to be angry like this. It will only harm your own body."

Housekeeper Zhou couldn't help but advise.

However, Zhou Ji berated him harshly: "Can't I even get angry while feeling depressed in my heart? Besides, I can't do it now. Where can I find that son of a b * tch with the surname Du? Of course, the most important thing is, am I as weak as you say? To hurt his body just because he was angry? Elder Zhou, what do you mean? "

"This, this."

Although Housekeeper Zhou was a bodyguard arranged by Zhou Ji's father, he was still a lowly servant in the Zhou family. He had no rights at all.

After being scolded so harshly by Zhou Ji, he could not find any suitable words to reply, and could only sigh. The matter of the young master's kidney loss, he did not dare say directly.

"Humph!" You'd better be careful when you speak, or don't blame me for not respecting my elders. "

Zhou Ji frowned, and warned Housekeeper Zhou.

Although Housekeeper Zhou was powerful, it was only the 21st century now. The golden age of national techniques was long gone. No matter how awesome he was, he was at most a 'thug'.

Forget it.

If they were to fight with you seriously, who would still use their fists and kicks? If they gave you a few bullets, you would be dead immediately.

How could a fist or foot from an ox match a spear?

"Yes, I understand."

Housekeeper Zhou nodded helplessly. A few years ago, he had run a dojo. His business was not bad, and he barely managed a living.

But now, the world had changed. He was like a "Grandmaster of the art of the nation".

He could only be reduced to being someone's bodyguard and not being treated well.

Zhou Ji exhaled, sat on the boss's chair, and started smoking. At the moment, he was extremely angry, but he had no other choice.