Getting Rich Overnight, Starting From a Multiple-Choice Question

Ye Feng walked behind, humming a song, in a happy mood, when he turned around, he seemed to see a familiar figure.

This is... Zhao Zhen?

With the help of the dim light, Ye Feng found a figure vomiting in the corner by the tree.

Why is he drinking like this again?

He wanted to ask a question, but now he couldn't get away, so Ye Feng had to suppress this thought.

...

In the car, Ye Feng sat at the back, looking at Yang Xiao with a smile.

Because the police car couldn't fit so many people, Li Feng decided to take the two of them back.

Yang Xiao felt a little horrified by Ye Feng's laughter, and hurriedly sat on the edge.

Seeing that Yang Xiao gave up so quickly, Ye Feng curled his lips, a little bored.

The police car quickly brought a group of people to the police station, and after signing the letter of understanding in public, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if this is over.

After tossing all night, the time has come to nine o'clock, and when I returned to the dormitory, it was already more than ten o'clock.

Opening the door of 7012, I saw that the dormitory was brightly lit, and no one was asleep.

Ye Feng's heart warmed, and he realized that these people were waiting for him.

Boss, are you alright?

It's okay, the doctor gave me some anti-alcoholic medicine, and then I vomited, and I feel much more comfortable now.

Fourth. Fan Jiawei lay on the bed with a guilty expression on his face: I'm sorry, I'm all to blame for everything today, I shouldn't have drunk those three glasses of wine lightly.

How do you say that? Ye Feng comforted, I don't blame you in the first place, but who knew that Yang Xiao was so sinister?

Fourth, are you okay?

Liu He continued to speak.

It's okay, I was released after signing the letter of understanding, look, I'm fine now.

Ye Feng looked to the other side.

Fourth.

Yang Chao rolled over and got out of bed, lowered his head, I'm sorry, I was too reckless today.

You are too reckless!

Ye Feng was not so easy to talk this time, but became serious instead, If the second child had something to do with it, do you think this matter would be so simple?

Yanghe Hotel is a four-star hotel, and a group of my own students are fighting in other hotels. It's hard to say, if the hotel is more ruthless, there are ten thousand ways to punish them.

Yes, I was wrong, I won't be so reckless next time.

When Yang Chao heard this, he lowered his head even lower.

Okay, don't blame yourself too much.

Ye Feng softened his heart when he saw it, It's getting late today, everyone, go to bed quickly.

Because they drank a lot of wine today, everyone lay on the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Before going to sleep, Ye Feng wanted to call Zhao Zhen to care about him, but remembering that Zhao Zhen was drinking like that, he dismissed the idea.

...

The next day, when Ye Feng opened his eyes, it was already past eleven noon.

In the dormitory, except for the boss who was still sleeping, the other two had already woken up and went to nowhere.

Fortunately, today is the weekend and there are no classes, so there is no need to worry about absenteeism.

Turning on the phone, I found that there were a few more missed calls on the phone, which belonged to Zhao Zhen.

Called back quickly, and the call was quickly connected.

Hey, brother Zhao. Ye Feng said, Why are you in such a hurry.

Mr. Ye, the supplier has been negotiated!

On the other side of the phone, Zhao Zhen couldn't suppress the excitement in his words and said.

Ye Feng's hand stopped, and the movement of getting up also stopped.

So Zhao Zhen drank like that yesterday...was he talking about suppliers for himself?

Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye?

On the other side of the phone, seeing that Ye Feng didn't respond, Zhao Zhen yelled two more times.

After regaining his senses, Ye Feng let out a long breath, his tone softened a bit, Thanks for your hard work, Brother Zhao...

What's the trouble? Zhao Zhen said indifferently, Mr. Ye, when you are free, come over and sign a contract.

good.

Ye Feng thought for a while, Just in the afternoon, you can make an appointment for me.

OK, no problem.

The phone was hung up quickly, Ye Feng looked at the phone and did not put it down.

The time is coming.

Sure enough, after a while, exciting multiple-choice questions appeared again along with the pop-up window.

“As an entrepreneur, which of the following three things would you choose?

1: The beautiful secretary in black silk with protruding front and back.

2: A perfect hot pot recipe.

3: A competitor's intelligence.

hiss……

Ye Feng took a deep breath and found that the temperature around him had dropped a lot, so he quickly tightened his clothes.

Of the three options given this time, there are actually two that are useful to me.

Looking at these two options, Ye Feng fell into deep thought.

Option Three, Competitor Intelligence...

Although I don't know what competitors I have at the moment, but the multiple-choice questions will definitely not be aimless, so this information is very likely to allow me to take the lead in the future competition, which is very important!

Option two, a perfect hot pot recipe.

This is exactly what I need most at the moment. With this, the conditions for opening my own shop are basically complete.

Between the possible opportunities in the future and the hot pot recipe, Ye Feng was caught in a tangle.

He really wanted to choose both, but Ye Feng knew that it was impossible.

I choose... two!

After hesitating again and again, Ye Feng still chose the formula.

When there is a trade-off between two very important things, the best approach is to look at their priorities.

In Ye Feng's heart, the priority of formula is higher than intelligence.

As for option one...

Ye Feng was a little speechless.

Is this multiple-choice question any bad taste?

From a school belle to a beautiful secretary, and then to a black silk beautiful secretary...

Don't you know that women only affect the speed of the sword?

ridiculous!

Ye Feng sneered and ordered two decisively.

Soon, a text message was sent.

You have a courier, please go to...

Send it by courier?

Ye Feng turned over and got out of bed, and quickly retrieved the courier.

When they got back to the dormitory, Fan Jiawei was still sleeping, and the other two hadn't come back yet, so the dormitory was relatively safe.

Without holding back his curiosity, Ye Feng opened the courier directly in the dormitory.

There was only one package of unbranded hot pot ingredients in the courier, and four pieces of paper with the recipe written on it.

Open the formula and look, there are four flavors: butter, big bone, tomato, and spicy, which are quite rich.

Carefully put away the recipe, Ye Feng looked at the hot pot ingredients.

Soon, he had an idea, lowered his head and took out his cell phone, and started making calls.

...

Zhao Zhen's home.

Ding dong, ding dong...

Crack...

The door was quickly opened, and Wang Xiang's fat body squeezed in.

Old Zhao, you invited me to your house... Hey, what does it smell like?

Wang Xiang sniffed his nose and showed a surprised expression: Did you hide something delicious?

Look at what you said, the hot pot, would you like some?

Zhao Zhen glanced at the table and said.

Hotpot? Wang Xiang became interested. Smart, he quickly thought of Hedilao, Isn't this made from your Hedilao's hotpot ingredients?

right.

Zhao Zhen readily admitted.

Then I'm going to try it.

Wang Xiang laughed and walked to the table.

I ask for recommendations every day, give me a chance, brothers please.