Draw cards from the wild card

Chapter 107
"Okay, brother Huai, I probably understand."

"Well, don't worry, I will take care of it."

"Okay, okay, keep busy, I'll hang up first."

In the car speeding towards the city, He Luo hung up the phone.

Sun Yi, who had been waiting silently beside him for a long time, asked, "So can you tell me why you have a fruit shop?"

He Luo flicked the phone screen, and replied, "You don't need to ask, just make money."

Sun Yi looked at the road ahead, but didn't take his words seriously.

"Based on your card-drawing skills, is it still worth the money of a fruit shop? Unless your fruit shop can be a national chain."

He Luo thought for a while, and showed an interesting smile: "Then my goal is to achieve a nationwide chain, so that Miaoguo's name will resound throughout the country."

Sun Yi sneered ruthlessly: "But you have already lost a lot of money and went in."

He Luo smiled, noncommittal.

From the initial decoration of Huai's fruit shop, to the current recruitment of Miaoguo staff, and the high price of changing glass flowers a few days ago.

From this point of view, He Luo's personal profit is indeed negative.

But he didn't care at all: "Don't be too short-sighted, there is nothing wrong with losing money for a while, as long as you can make money in the future."

"Besides, no one can have smooth sailing."

After actually running a store, he realized that many things were not as he imagined.

Sun Yi said with a blank face: "I just think that if you put your mind on drawing cards, it's much better than your nonsense."

He Luo waved his hand: "Don't men have to have a few hobbies that burn money? For example, playing with glue and playing with tool sets, you just think that opening a fruit shop is also my hobbies that burn money?"

Sun Yi sighed: "It makes sense, I can understand it when I think about it this way. After all, your taste is still as weird as ever."

She flicked the steering wheel, lowered the hood again, and the cool night wind swished in.

"So what are you going to do next? Have you figured out the next step?"

He Luo rubbed his face: "Actually, if this thing hadn't happened, my plan would have gone smoothly. But since some people regard me as a thorn in my side, I don't mind removing them in advance."

Then he pointed to the two strings of WeChat numbers on the screen of his mobile phone.

"The WeChat IDs of Wang and Li that I got from Tan Yuan just now, the next step is naturally the most exciting, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."

A sinister smile appeared on his face, but it quickly disappeared. He looked at Sun Yi again and asked curiously.

"What about you? What are you going to do next?"

"What else can I do, and continue to investigate that damned North Korean. I haven't been able to sleep well for the past few days, and my mind is always full of shit about him."

When she said this, there was some faint complaint in her tone, and it could be seen that this really gave her a headache.

"Lin Hao's certificate has already been urgently sent to the Luzhou headquarters. It is estimated that the result will be available within two days, but before that, I will get it first."

"What comes first?" He Luo asked

Sun Yi raised his chin forward and said, "The car needs to be repaired first."

Through the front windshield, He Luo noticed that the bright red hood of the front of the front car was suddenly recessed because of the rear-end collision with Harley motorcycle, which looked extremely unattractive.

Besides, if this kind of sports car has been driven on uneven soil and sand, the chassis will inevitably be bumped or worn, so you really need to find an auto repair shop to take a good look.

"Isn't the 4S store closed at this point?"

He Luo glanced at his phone, it was already 08:30 in the evening, and usually no 4s shop would be open at night.

"By the way, I happen to know an auto repair shop, do you want to go and have a look?"

Fengbiao Auto Repair Shop, located at the corner of Jianzitankou and Baibei Street, is a little quiet at night.

It is no different from car washes and tire repairs in full swing during the day, and there are fewer vehicles at night, usually only some large trucks that work all night.

But even so, Fengbiao Auto Repair Shop still maintains the fine tradition of being open 24 hours a day.

According to the boss Wang Jianguo, this is to prevent any damaged tires from fighting bloody battles, and it is a great thing to protect personal safety. It is definitely not for the purpose of incriminating other auto repair shops.

A young boy in work clothes came out of the bright back room, holding two buckets of instant noodles in his hand, and walked to the side of the curb.

He handed one of the purple bowls to the red short-inch man squatting there.

"Brother Long, the noodles are ready, let's eat while it's hot."

The red short-inch man is naturally Zhang Wenlong. He is usually told by his master Wang Jianguo that "young people can be as powerful as tigers if they sleep less for a few hours, but for the elderly, if they sleep less for half an hour, they will kill half their lives" and other apprentices. Stay vigil in the shop.

He put out the cigarette butt in his hand, took the pickled cabbage instant noodles from Laotan, squatted on the side of the road, and the two of them ate instant noodles.

During the period, the apprentice asked a long-confused question as if chatting: "Brother Long, why do you think the master keeps us here to watch the night? Obviously, the money earned throughout the night is not enough for our electricity bill to turn on the lights."

Zhang Wenlong took a long mouthful of noodles, took another mouthful of hot and sour soup, let out a mouthful of steam, and then replied: "You know what a fart, when your master is doing auto repair, you don't even know what crotch pants are." Know."

"Don't pay too much attention to whether the benefits are good or not. What you need to open a store is integrity and characteristics."

The little apprentice rolled his eyes. He wouldn't take this kind of truth to heart: "Benefits are not important, but money is important. Brother Long, haven't you always wanted to go out and do business? After all, you are still short of money."

Zhang Wenlong got up and slammed a screw on the little apprentice's forehead, causing him to groan in pain.

"It hurts, Brother Long! I'm not wrong! There's no business at night, and we're bored staying in the store, so we might as well go home and sleep."

Before he finished speaking, a bright lamppost appeared in front of his eyes, and then a red car body came into view.

Zhang Wenlong straightened his collar, then patted the dust on his buttocks: "Here, the business is coming, maybe it's a big business."

After finishing speaking, he trotted towards the Porsche in twos and threes, leaving the little apprentice behind to clean up the instant noodle mess: "Hey, Brother Long, slow down, wait for me!"

The car hadn't stopped yet. Zhang Wenlong only glanced briefly and saw the problem with the Porsche 911 TurboS.

When he saw the owner open the door and get out of the car, he was able to describe the scars of this car like a few treasures

"The front hood is deformed, there is a finger-wide gap between the headlight and the fender, the chassis is slightly worn, and the engine seems to have a little problem, it seems that there is some coolant."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Wenlong suddenly froze.

It wasn't because he saw that the owner of such a luxury sports car was a girl much younger than himself, but because he saw He Luo who got off the co-pilot.

This face seems familiar
On the contrary, He Luo was more calm, and greeted him with a smile: "Hey, Brother Long, I will trouble you again this time."

(End of this chapter)