Food anchors must be decathlons

"Give me five skewers of barbecue."

Yu Minghao stood in front of the "local tyrant with the same style", looked at the face behind the oven, and began to regret that he came here in person.

Although he and Yu Minghan could even be in the same camp strictly speaking, it was true that the other party directly called the police and sent Bai Yeting to prison.

... Although the mother-child relationship between him and Bai Yeting has been exhausted by the other party's scolding and venting from time to time, even though Bai Yeting deserved it, but Yu Minghan called the police to get in his biological mother, and now he still feels awkward when they meet It's starting to feel uncomfortable.

Of course, the most important thing is——

"Five skewers? Eat here or take it away." Holding the notebook in his hand, He Feng looked up and saw Yu Minghao's big face inadvertently.He straightened his face immediately, and said dissatisfiedly: "Yu Minghao, why are you here?!"

"You're not here to trouble Brother Yu, are you?"

The other young rich second generations all looked up when they heard the words.From their alert expressions, Yu Minghao could easily see their dissatisfaction with his presence here.

——The most important thing is that everyone here does not welcome him.

Yu Minghao curled his lips: "I appeared here, and I just stood in front of the oven. Of course, I came to eat barbecue. I did it so obviously, can't you see it?!"

He Feng looked at him suspiciously: "It's best if it's just like this. Eat here or take it away."

Yu Minghao: "Pack it up."

Facing those dozen or so ugly faces, he felt that he would definitely not be able to eat sitting there.

Upon hearing this, He Feng handed him a number plate and told him to stand by and wait.

Yu Minghao moved aside and stood by the oven.He wanted to say something to Yu Minghan, but looking at Yu Minghan's indifferent face after being shrouded in fireworks, he didn't say a word in the end.

I just confronted Yu Minghan unilaterally for a long time, so long that the barbecue he ordered was put into a disposable lunch box, put in a plastic bag and handed to him, the sentence that had been brewing for a long time was still not uttered in the end.

Yu Minghao scanned the QR code to pay, and took the barbecue handed over by He Feng.

Holding the barbecue, he stood in front of the oven and hesitated for a while.Under the vigilant eyes of all the little rich second generations, he took a deep breath and said to Yu Minghan, "You'd better be careful these days. I think Yu Yanlin seems to be a lot more free these days than before, and I think he will be out in a while." Hand came to trouble you."

"So fast?!" Chen Xuyan said: "A few days ago, I saw him crying in front of the camera because of the stock price limit."

"And the Gu family, didn't they take advantage of the time when the Yu family had an accident to bite even tighter recently? Where did Yu Yanlin get so much free time, you can't be talking nonsense here."

Yu Minghao: "It's because of the Gu family's tight bite that they forced Yu Minghan back."

"Besides, I just pulled out my hand to toss your barbecue stand, how difficult do you think it can be?" Yu Minghao's ending sound rose slightly, so every sentence sounded like a sarcasm. "Just find a few people to deal with you rich and incompetent little rich second generation, and bring down your ordinary roadside stall. If you're going to die, just say a few more words and spend a little more money."

Indeed, although the Yu family seems to be having a hard time now, if it is just to deal with them, a small stall stationed in the food street, it really won't take much effort.

All the little rich second generations present fell silent.I have been a rich second generation for more than 20 years, and it is only now that I belatedly separated from the inertial thinking brought about by my previous identity.

... They used to be members of that class. Regarding what Yu Minghao said, they may know the truth of the matter better than Yu Minghao.

Chen Xuyan pressed the bridge of his nose and gave a dissatisfied "tsk".If it was placed before, he could find a way to settle these matters.But now, at this point in time when his bank card was frozen and ordered to go home, if Yu Yanlin really did something, he really has nothing to do.

Evil bourgeoisie, this world should belong to the working people.Chen Xuyan, who used to belong to that class, couldn't hold back, and cursed a few words in his heart.

but……

"Why did you suddenly come here and tell us this?" Chen Xuyan looked at Yu Minghao and asked in confusion.

From his point of view, based on the natural relationship between Yu Minghao and his brother Yu, coupled with the major incidents that happened a few days ago, the two of them should be sworn enemies.Now that I came here to talk to them, this behavior seems really weird.

"The mouth grows on me, and I can say whatever I want." Facing the dozen or so faces that were not really kind, Yu Minghao really couldn't say anything similar to concern.

"I'd like to see how long you can struggle in this situation." I just hope you can hang around outside for a while, so that Yu Yanlin can't be happy just thinking about it.

As long as I see him unhappy, I am happy.

Holding the barbecue in his hand, Yu Minghao said sincerely at the end: "Come on, you guys."

……

With Yu Minghao's appearance, the second generation of young rich people spent a little more time paying attention to their surroundings when they went out to set up stalls.

However, their efforts don't seem to be going anywhere.Yu Yanlin may have said something to the person in charge of the food street. When Chen Xuyan went to pay the stall fee, they said that they would not rent the stall to them again.

"Chen Ershao, why do you have to come here to suffer this kind of hardship? You don't need to suffer this kind of suffering at all." The person in charge of the food street persuaded him sincerely, "Mr. Chen also said that he misses you very much and hopes that you I can end this joke early and go home."

Chen Xuyan lowered his eyes and calmly handed in today's booth fee.In the troubles encountered this time, besides Yu Yanlin, other people's handwriting can also be seen in it.

...Probably because those people couldn't bear their "losing face on the street" behavior, so they gave them an ultimatum.

Chen Xuyan returned to the booth and talked about it with the other "Tuhao same style".Everyone's movements stopped, the original smile on their faces froze, and a look of despair gradually appeared in their eyes.

He Feng asked: "Brother Yu, what should we do?"

"There is always a way," Yu Minghan noticed that many people looked over from the side, thinking that if the news got out, he might not be able to close the stall and go home today, so he turned to the little rich second generations with ugly faces next to him Said, "Let's go back first, otherwise I might not be able to leave today."

When Chen Xuyan came back, his voice was a bit loud, and the boss and some scattered diners at the booth next to him also heard the news.

The owner of the booth next to him: "You guys won't be out of the stall anymore?!"

...After the "local tyrants with the same style" entered this food street, the flow of people on this food street is obviously better than before.Although everyone came for the "same style of local tyrants" next door to him, those who couldn't buy "same style of local tyrants" would always think "I've come here, I can't just leave like this", and then scattered to Buy food at other stalls.

Just this month, he earned much more money than before the "local tyrants with the same money" came.If the "local tyrant with the same style" just walked away, maybe his business would also be sluggish.

The boss, who had to yell at him to solicit business from time to time, was obviously louder than Chen Xuyan. The diners in half a street had heard this voice and turned their heads to look curiously.

At the center of everyone's realization, the second generation of the young rich lost their feelings of sadness in an instant.Looking at those people who seemed to be rushing up to ask what happened in the next second, they had the illusion that they were surrounded by zombies.

The second generation of the rich: ...I have no other ideas now, just want to leave this dangerous place.

The little rich second generations were perfunctory and perfunctory to the diners who rushed up after they reacted, and quickly packed the things on the stalls and squeezed out of the food court.

Seeing Wuling Hongguang's car door close in front of them, the rich second generations in the car all heaved a sigh of relief.

There was a little rich second generation whose family ran an entertainment company, touched his heart, and said with lingering fear: "To be honest, I used to go to work in my family's company. At that time, I saw those fan groups coming to support idols without such exaggeration. ah."

"So this is superstar treatment, why don't you go back and try to make a group debut?"

"Debut? Can't sing or dance, what can we do?"

"Come on stage and perform a barbecue on the spot for everyone. Although there is no cheering, there is a high probability that the audience will shout 'really fragrant'."

Zhou Zhou sat in the car, holding his computer bag and laughing twice.

The little rich second generation sitting next to him asked: "We're going to have dinner at Brother Yu's house later, and we'll discuss countermeasures by the way, do you want to come over?"

"Okay." Zhou Zhou nodded in response, thinking about Yu Minghan's craftsmanship and began to look forward to dinner.

……

It wasn't until Wuling Hongguang entered the villa area that Zhou Zhou had the feeling that "the people sitting next to him are all rich second generations".

... To be honest, these little rich second generations are usually too down-to-earth.If he didn't think about it deliberately, he would have forgotten that these people sitting next to him could get all his net worth with just a few cars.

Zhou Zhou got out of the car and entered Yu Minghan's villa with the others.

More than a dozen people stood or sat crowded in the living room and began to discuss countermeasures.

"I think, if we really can't rent a booth, we can completely return to the previous mobile booth model." He Feng remembered the glorious years when he and Yu Minghan rode a small three-wheeled car around the world: "Speaking of At that time, the work to be done was not as tiring as it is now, and the barbecue was eaten more than now."

Chen Xuyan rubbed his chin: "But for mobile booths, our goals are too big with so many people, and we will be caught by the urban management in no time."

Xu Ershao: "Then what if we spread them out?"

Chen Xuyan: "If you split up, can you all be on your own... I remember that among us, Brother Yu is the only one who knows how to make skewers."

"It seems that we still have to spend money to buy a stall or set up a storefront." Chen Xuyan, who has developed the habit of spending money before, said, "As long as you can spend money, there is no store that you can't get. If that If you can’t repay the offer to the store, it only means that you haven’t bought enough money.”

He Feng remembered his frozen bank cards: "The problem is that we have no money now, aren't all the cards frozen?"

Chen Xuyan smiled: "Aren't there people who earn money by themselves and are not affected at all?"

"Zhou Zhou, how much money do you have, can you lend it to us? I'll give you an IOU, and the interest rate will be based on the bank's."

Zhou Zhou wasn't worried that these rich second generations didn't have enough money, so he said frankly about his savings after hearing the words: "It's like five or six million, how much do you borrow?"

Chen Xuyan: "It's only five or six million... Then I'll find a way to sell the car in my garage."

Zhou Zhou: ...

Zhou Zhou who turned into lemon essence: Tsk, the wicked rich second generation.