Travel through time and become a stall owner! My girlfriend is the boss! lie flat

In just two days, the affectionate stall owner came into being.

It has brought huge tourism revenue to the Magic City, thereby driving the entire tourism industry chain.

Last night, Yun Fan said that if the night market on the Xijiang River deteriorated, he would choose to leave.

The managers of the Magic City held an emergency meeting today.

Today, Yunfan has become the image and pride of the Magic City.

In order for Xijiang Night Market to maintain its original flavor and not deteriorate, Yunfan will not be disappointed.

The city was expanding its banks along the Xijiang River and building a night beach economy.

Prioritize taking care of the original stall owners and pursuing fairness and justice.

Yun Fan, who lives in a rented house, is unaware of the major events that happened outside because of him.

He is relying on his incredible memory to continue to carry Mr. Jin Yong's masterpiece: The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Get ready to add new martial arts culture to this world starting tonight.

The stars twinkled slightly at night, and the first quarter moon looked over the entire Xijiang River.

"He's coming! He's coming! He's coming again on the tricycle!"

The little boy looked at Yun Fan's figure, jumping up and down and talking.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yun Fan arrived on time.

Along the way, I found that the night market was even more prosperous than last night.

He was extremely pleased to be able to bring prosperity to a place with his own limited abilities.

Right and left in front of his stall.

The seats were still full, and there were countless people standing behind.

Nowadays, it is difficult to find a place in front of Yunfan's stall.

It is not something that anyone with power can obtain.

They all need to be generated through mobile phone numbers and lottery.

Now, people come to the small night market along the Xijiang River.

Everyone will register their mobile phone number (you don’t have to register it), and you will have a chance to be drawn to the position in front of Yunfan’s stall.

The top three drawn will get the opportunity to purchase Yunfan's creation (you can choose to give it up).

Tonight, the first lottery winner is a working white-collar worker in his late thirties.

"Master Yun, you are my idol."

"I am lucky enough to be selected and become the first person to invite you to create tonight. I am very happy."

The white-collar man came to Yunfan's stall and said excitedly.

"Do you also want to ride a tricycle and set up a street stall?"

"My monthly income is only two to three thousand. Are you sure I can be your idol?"

Hearing this, everyone was amused by his humorous words.

"Master Yun, won't your conscience hurt when you say this?"

"If you want money, a lot of people will probably line up to deliver it to you personally."

"You haven't given me the money yet. Please pay me 50 yuan first! I rely on this to make money." Yun Fan said with a smile.

He sells three works for 150 yuan every night, which is a huge asset for him to survive.

"Hahaha!"

Everyone was amused again, and laughter continued.

After the white-collar man paid, he stated his requirements for the work.

"My name is Zhai Wanlin, and I long for freedom. Please ask God Yun to compose a song about freedom for me."

Yunfan thought about it for a while and already chose a work in his mind.

"I'm afraid your boss will have a problem with me if I play and sing." Yun Fan had a strange expression.

"Why?" Zhai Wanlin asked puzzled.

"I'm worried that after you hear this, you will fire your boss tomorrow!"

"I can't bear to resign. My position is envied by many people."

"Okay! Mr. Zhai, please come back and listen."

Yun Fan did not choose the small guqin this time, but replaced it with an old guitar.

He stood in front of the booth and gently strummed the strings of his guitar.

"I once dreamed of walking across the world with a sword and seeing the prosperity of the world."

Just sixteen words, accompanied by the sound of guitar and Yun Fan's unique voice.

In an instant, it struck Zhai Wanlin and those people that although they were working, their hearts yearned for poetry and people far away.

"Young minds are always a little frivolous, but now you are at home all over the world..."

As Yunfan's playing and singing continued to deepen.

It's like stepping into a dream.

Driving north to the grassland and riding horses galloping.

Head west to Tianshan to appreciate the scenery of the Western Regions.

Head south to West Lake to experience the local customs and customs.

Run eastward to the sea to explore the mysteries of the seabed.

The picture is beautiful.

……

After a few minutes.

The music stops.

Yunfan put down the old guitar in his hand.

Give a slight salute to the audience.

"Mr. Zhai, this song is called Your Past. Are you satisfied?" Yun Fan said, looking at where he was sitting.

"Satisfied, very satisfied!"

"It's me who sings!"

"Now I want to resign to my boss."

"Starting tomorrow, I will start traveling around the world."

"Travel through the great rivers and mountains of our Dragon Kingdom."

Zhai Wanlin stood up suddenly, and his loud voice spread to many people like a virus.

Yun Fan secretly thought to himself that Master Xu Wei's masterpiece is indeed extraordinary.

"Mr. Zhai, don't be impulsive. Maybe your boss is looking at you right now."

"It's better that he's watching, lest I have to go back to the company to resign."

"Mr. Liu! I'm going to fire you!"

"My first stop tomorrow is to go north to the grassland."

"Take a look at the one-cut plum prairie painted by Master Yun."

Yun Fan's songs have made many hearts that were originally quiet and peaceful feel ready to move.

At this moment, Zhai Wanlin publicly resigned in a domineering manner, fired his boss, and finally came out.

When people came back to their senses, they remembered what Yun Fan said just now.

I'm afraid that if I play and sing, your boss will have a problem with me.

Now, it's not just Zhai Wanlin's boss who has problems with him.

It is estimated that almost all the bosses in Long Kingdom have opinions about him.

Listening to Zhai Wanlin's declaration of resignation, Yunfan knew that trying to persuade him would be useless, so he sat back in his booth.

……

Jingle Bell! Jingle Bell!

At this time, the human resources departments of companies across the Dragon Kingdom are destined to have a sleepless night tonight.

There was an endless stream of resignation calls, text messages, and emails.

Yun Fan absolutely couldn't believe that one of his songs had triggered a wave of resignations across the country.

Subsequently, the number of air tickets, high-speed rail tickets, bus tickets, etc. for travel from various places has increased sharply.

Various tourist attraction websites are viewed by countless people.

The consultation hotlines of almost all tourism companies in Longguo have been flooded with calls.

……

The man, wearing a dark blue suit and black suit, came to Yunfan's stall with a smile on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Yun, I am the second lucky viewer tonight."

"My surname is Wu, my name is Guiguo. I am an overseas Chinese from the Dragon Kingdom. I would like to ask you to compose a song for us and other overseas Chinese."

"Mr. Wu, you haven't paid yet?"

Seeing that the other party had not paid the fee, Yunfan reminded him specifically.

He was very depressed. Why did he always have to be reminded of the 50 yuan fee?

It made him feel a little embarrassed, like a little money addict.

These incomes are necessary assets for him to survive.

He takes it very seriously, otherwise, he might not even be able to afford instant noodles.

"Sorry! I almost forgot." Wu Guiguo apologized, then took out 50 yuan of dragon coins and handed it to him.

After Yunfan accepted the fee, he motioned for him to return to his seat.