Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 88 Mr. Tao

After running along the street for about ten minutes, Zhang Xianqu's speed began to slow down.

Fan Chengfeng still maintained a constant speed, his face was not red and his heart was not beating. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Xianqu sinisterly, with a smirk in his eyes.

The effect of primary strengthening has been fully reflected. In the past, Fan Chengfeng and Zhang Xianqu were not much different.

"It's only a third of the time, so you can't do it?"

"Remember to keep up, or the breakfast will be halved."

Zhang Xianqu gritted his teeth, and said a little unconvinced: "Hehe, that's fine, let's see who can't hold on first."

The two classmates who have been in college for two or three years know each other's situation well. Zhang Xianqu always felt that Fan Chengfeng was bluffing, so he gritted his teeth and persisted.

So, Fan Chengfeng continued to hum the tune in front and kept moving forward at a constant speed, while Zhang Xianqu looked at his back from behind, feeling more and more that something was wrong.

This product is too natural, right?
After continuing to run for 5 minutes, Zhang Xianqu always felt as if a century had passed.

Fan Chengfeng turned his head and looked at him several times, "It looks like someone is going to save me money for breakfast today,"

"I said you are too picky as a boss, you have to count the money for a bowl of rice noodles?"

"If you are not in charge of the family, you don't know that oil, salt and rice are expensive, and every penny is money."

Fan Chengfeng laughed loudly, then deliberately speeded up, ran to the front bus stop, and waited calmly for Zhang Xianqu.

"After I settle down in Yulongxue, you boy will get me a fitness card. If you don't exercise, I suspect that you may not be able to move a woman in front of you."

Zhang Xianqu rolled his eyes straight away, "What are you talking about? No matter how healthy you are, you haven't seen a woman plowing."

Fortunately, there was no one there so early in the morning, otherwise, if they heard such a vulgar conversation between the two, they would definitely have to mutter and have no quality.

"Forget it, don't talk to you, go have breakfast."

After 15 minutes of jogging, Zhang Xianqu was already sweating, but Fan Chengfeng still seemed to be fine.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Zhang Xianqu wailed suddenly, "Don't tell me, we have to run back?"

"Yes, go back to Yanlou for breakfast."

Fan Chengfeng said with a smile.

"Nimma, just toss hard."

The two talked while walking, and Fan Chengfeng told Zhang Xianqu about his plans for some activities in the store. When the latter heard that every month he would put in an antique worth tens of thousands for activities, he suddenly said speechlessly: "Do this, play for a few months and plan to go home and drink the northwest wind?"

Zhang Xianqu didn't handle all the antiques, so he didn't know the cost at all, and he didn't know that his old classmate had an emperor, a prime minister, and two sons to help provide the antiques.

If you set your goal on low-end antiques, the price you have to pay is simply outrageously low.

Moreover, as time goes by, there will be more and more antique suppliers.

"Then it depends on your ability as the store manager. If there are more members, maybe we can still have some porridge and soup."

Zhang Xianqu frowned, "I'm telling you seriously,"

"I'll tell you very seriously, do it boldly. If you lose this business, I, Fan Chengfeng, will write my name upside down."

Zhang Xianqu didn't know where Fan Chengfeng's confidence came from, but when it came to this, he could only bite the bullet and do it.

"We chose a place with a lot of traffic like a scenic spot. Although the group is unstable, as long as you promote it well and hype it properly, there will still be a lot of members."

"Go back and think about where the membership pricing is most appropriate. It must be acceptable to those guests who only come to play once a year, and it must be guaranteed to still have a stable profit with the minimum membership base."

Zhang Xianqu suddenly frowned, "You are a cheater,"

"It's still the same sentence, don't have any scruples, just do it boldly."

Fan Chengfeng chuckled, and the two of them went back to the hotel the same way as they talked. Fan Chengfeng really drove Zhang Xianqu back to Yanlou for breakfast.

Today's task is very easy, go to the bookstore to find the books recommended by Liang Fan, and then go to the clothing store to buy two suits.

If he had time, Zhang Xianqu would really like to visit Xiaoqinhe.

Fresh once, familiar twice, Fan Chengfeng just came back to Yanlou last night, and left a deep impression on the waiter at the counter.

As soon as he came in, the waiter immediately smiled sweetly and said with a smile, "Sir, do you want morning tea or early?"

"Be early,"

The two were ready in the lobby, and the waiter introduced a few signs in the store for breakfast.

"Okay, get a copy of what you said just now, there is a starving ghost reincarnated here."

Fan Chengfeng laughed out loud, but Zhang Xianqu didn't take it seriously.

I just finished my run, and I'm already hungry. Even if I ordered another portion, I still feel that I can eat it.

Soup dumplings, duck blood noodles, fried dumplings, dry pickled noodles, and a bowl of pork ribs and seaweed soup as a gift.

Compared with a bowl of rice noodles at school, it can only be said that these two people are enjoying life more and more.

"From now on, I have to get up and run every morning, rain or shine, it's for your own good."

Fan Chengfeng chanted, Zhang Xianqu answered casually, with his hands on the table, his eyes kept looking towards the kitchen.

A handsome young man trotted into the door. When passing by Fan Chengfeng's table, he glanced at Fan Chengfeng. He stopped in his trot pace and looked Fan Chengfeng up and down.

Finally, he pulled out a chair and sat down. This strange behavior made Fan Chengfeng frowned uncomfortably.

"Fan Chengfeng?"

The handsome young man asked tentatively.

"Like, I don't know you."

The other party suddenly called out his name, which made Fan Chengfeng very puzzled. It seemed that he didn't know such a person.

"You don't know me, but I know you."

The handsome young man smiled, and stretched out his hand towards Fan Chengfeng, "Get to know me, my humble Tao Tianming, Taoju happens to be an ancestral business."

Fan Chengfeng suddenly realized, "Boss Tao, hello."

"I've always wanted to find an opportunity to thank you, but I didn't expect that we still have some fate."

Tao Tianming chuckled.

A waiter in the store came over, bowed and asked, "Young Master Tao, your breakfast is ready."

"Forget it, Mr. Fan and I will sit at the same table."

After finishing speaking, Tao Tianming looked at Fan Chengfeng with a smile again, "Mr. Fan, you don't mind."

"Well, it's my honor to have breakfast with the boss of Taoju."

Tao Tianming pointed at Fan Chengfeng amusedly, "Boss Taoju is not a big shot, he is also an ordinary person, and sometimes he misunderstands people, what is there to be honored about?"

Fan Chengfeng was noncommittal, "By the way, where did Mr. Tao know about me?"

If I remember correctly, Dong Qingshan had promised him at the beginning that his figure in the Lin Ba incident would be minimized as much as possible. How did Tao Tianming know about himself?
(End of this chapter)