Reborn 1990: I made my cannon fodder father into the richest man

The other person was sitting on the sofa, holding a magazine in his hand, which just covered his face.

Only the body below the neck is exposed.

Just looking at that posture, Duan Jiajia looked more and more familiar.

"Li Changhuai?" Duan Jiajia came slightly closer and shouted to the man.

The person reading the magazine put down the magazine, revealed a familiar face of Duan Jiajia, and said with a smile: "Can you spot this?"

Duan Jiajia couldn't hide the smile on her face. She stepped forward and gently kicked Li Changhuai's shoes with the toe of her shoe: "What's the point? You've been sitting at the table behind me for three years, and I still don't know what you look like?" "

Hearing this answer, Li Changhuai was already happy without saying anything.

"Has everything at the snack bar been taken care of?" Duan Jiajia noticed that there was no luggage next to him and asked curiously: "Have you checked in?"

Li Changhuai stood up and nodded: "It's all done. From now on, the boss of the snack bar will be Cao Jun. I will not be responsible for the management, but I will check the accounts every six months. Cao Jun got the planning plan from me, and he also agrees to open a branch."

Unless Cao Jun has a mental problem, he doesn't agree with opening a branch.

It’s just that the food has to be eaten one bite at a time, and the shops have to be opened one by one.

At Li Changhuai's suggestion, Cao Jun did not look for people from the Cao family this time, but recruited externally.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the Cao family, but Li Changhuai doesn't think such a family workshop can last long.

Since Cao Jun made money, not everyone came to Li Changhuai and Cao Jun, especially the Cao family, who all found Grandma Zhu.

It's all about work.

Now it’s just a small shop and you have so many “family members” come here. It’s hard to talk about any problems. You treat them as employees and they treat the boss as a relative. What else are you doing?

"That's right." Duan Jiajia also agreed with this.

In fact, there were many people who opened stores in the 90s and did well, but why didn't they make it to the end?

Duan Jiajia has seen many examples, especially in the catering industry, most of which were dragged down by the word "family workshop".

It was okay when everyone was poor, but now that you are rich, can you leave us poor relatives alone?So I arranged for one to come in to wash vegetables today, and another to wash dishes tomorrow.

If you really have any questions, it’s either your grandparents’ generation or your parents’ generation.

If you pull me down and teach you a lesson, you will be taught a lesson by your real grandparents and parents when you go home.

If you encounter someone with evil intentions, it will be over immediately.

Many people haven't even started to do anything, and their family members have emptied their money.

Family workshops have their ups and downs. When expanding rapidly, it is convenient to find trusted family members to do the work, but this is obviously not the case in snack bars.

"So, you came to see me?" Duan Jiajia tilted his head to look at Li Changhuai, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or something else.

This sweet feeling was quite unfamiliar to her.

Li Changhuai nodded and smiled sweeter than Duan Jiajia: "It just so happens that I came here in advance to see what the capital is like."

Li Changhuai and Duan Jiajia live on the same floor, and the rooms are not too far apart.

In the elevator, Duan Jiajia also talked about his encounter with Ling Ye and Fubao.

Including the movie premiere, the reaction of those audiences.

Li Changhuai stood nearby and listened silently.

Over the years they have known each other, whether he was alone with Duan Jiajia or with Zhao Fengyang, Pang Meimei and the others, Li Changhuai was always the one who listened and rarely spoke.

The same is true now.

Duan Jiajia went back to her room and changed into lighter clothes, and her high-heeled sandals were replaced by more comfortable canvas shoes.

Seeing Duan Jiajia coming out, Li Changhuai smiled and said, "I'm really more used to your current dress."

In fact, Duan Jiajia also wears skirts during winter and summer vacations.

She only put on light makeup, had her hair styled, and was wearing low heels, but this was the first time Li Changhuai had seen him.

Very beautiful.

It just gave Li Changhuai a strange feeling.

The same sense of déjà vu that was involved in Duan Shunan swept through Li Changhuai's body.

During the hour or so that Duan Jiajia went back to his room to wash up, Li Changhuai directly arranged what he would do in his four years of college.

He can't be idle.

Although soft rice is good, it does not provide enough security.

Duan Jiajia touched the little knots at the back of her hair, feeling a little troubled: "I want to grow my hair long. Now that I have graduated from high school, I have time to take care of it. But it is still a bit troublesome to have it that is neither long nor short."

The length of this hair is a bit awkward.

Just tie it up. I don't know how many hairpins you need to pin on your head to fix the broken hair.

Let it go. The ends of your hair are rubbing back and forth on your shoulders and neck. It's really uncomfortable.

But she was still unwilling to ask Duan Jiajia to cut her hair short again.

It took a lot of effort for her to stay like this.

Thinking of this, Duan Jiajia scratched the short hair on the back of her head in frustration.

"Then -" Li Changhuai frowned. He was not familiar with this and couldn't think of any particularly good solution.

"Why don't you go get a perm? I've met several classmates from school in the past few days, and they all have permed their hair."

"Really?" Duan Jiajia has been in the capital these days, and she didn't know that someone at the school had a perm.

The moment she met Li Changhuai, she seemed to have transformed from the writer Lu Xiu who could attend dinner parties back to the high school student Duan Jiajia.

"Who is there?"

Li Changhuai thought for a moment and said, "Li Chenglong, Zou Xingkai, Liu Jianhua, and Zhao Fengyang were also going to go, but their parents controlled them."

A "control" is enough to explain what Zhao Fengyang is doing.

He must have been sitting in the barber shop and was finally dragged away by his ears.

Duan Jiajia burst out laughing immediately and couldn't help but say, "It's still as good as in high school."

They have all filled in their applications now and their scores are coming soon.

He had never felt this way before. It was not until Li Changhuai mentioned that those people started to perm their hair that Duan Jiajia realized that they had really graduated.

"College will be better." Li Changhuai is not someone who likes to miss the past so much.

Although he also felt that life in No. [-] Middle School was very good.

The past three years are comparable to the more than ten years he spent in the Li family.

This kind of happiness has never been felt before.

Duan Jiajia nodded: "You are right."

High school is good, college will be even better.

The two even made a special trip to eat fried chicken in Beijing.

There are also coupons that can be torn off. Duan Jiajia and Li Changhuai decided to come on the spur of the moment, so naturally they don't have these.

But they saw several children queuing up with coupons to buy set meals.

"This store looks really good." Li Changhuai observed the surroundings subconsciously.

In fact, the year when this foreign fried chicken restaurant first opened, Li Changhui happened to go to the capital for medical treatment, and Zhu Danping took Li Changhui there to eat once.

Because of Li Changhui's physical condition, he didn't order much.

But Li Changhui told Li Changhuai after he returned.

Li Changhuai was envious at that time.

But now, he already has a fried chicken restaurant of his own. No matter how hard he works, it may not be worse than this restaurant.