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Chapter 73 Night talk expresses its position

Zhong Xingfei left with Yang Xingyu without much hesitation.

But before agreeing, I curiously asked a few more questions about the roast duck restaurant opened by Yang Xingyu.

When he left, Zhong Xingfei brought very little luggage, just an old book packed with a few changes of clothes.

When Yang Xingyu took Zhong Xingfei into the city on his motorcycle, it was already dark.

When passing a barber shop, Yang Xingyu stopped his motorcycle, took Zhong Xingfei into the barber shop, and asked the barber to cut Zhong Xingfei's hair.

"Big pot, I-I don't need to cut my hair, right? I just cut it a few days ago."

Zhong Xingfei hesitated, still wanting to fight for his hair.

However, Yang Xingyu looked at the unconventional hairstyle on Zhong Xingfei's head, shook his head, raised his chin to the barber, "Cut!"

Many young people of Zhong Xingfei's age have been influenced by non-mainstream trends. They all like to wear strange clothes and get some weird hairstyles that have never appeared in human history.

Yang Xingyu couldn't stand it. He didn't care about Zhong Xingfei before, but from today on, he will change Zhong Xingfei into something he is satisfied with.

"Cauldron, why do you need to cut it?"

Already wrapped in a hairdresser's apron and seeing the barber picking up the hair clippers, Zhong Xingfei asked Yang Xingyu weakly.

It's obvious that he likes his current hairstyle.

Yang Xingyu leaned next to the barber mirror and calmly gave a reason that Zhong Xingfei couldn't refute.

“The most basic requirement for a chef is to be clean and hygienic. Not only must the dishes he cooks be clean, but the chef’s personal hygiene and image must also be clean and tidy. If a hair like yours falls into the dish, how will the guests eat it? ?How can we still do business?”

Zhong Xingfei was speechless.

Soon, his hair, which he felt was very handsome, was pushed away by the hairdresser's electric clippers in less than 2 minutes while he watched helplessly.

While the barber was trimming his corners, Zhong Xingfei looked at himself in the mirror absentmindedly.

He murmured in his mouth: "So ugly..."

Yang Xingyu heard this and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

When he had his head shaved for the first time, he felt ugly.

But after getting used to it, it became pleasing to the eye. On the contrary, I no longer wanted to grow it, and I wanted to cut it when it exceeded an inch.

Later, there was a popular saying on the Internet: ugliness has nothing to do with hairstyle.

He thought so, and from then on, he stopped growing his hair.

……

Taking Zhong Xingfei to the yard of Yuwei Lane, Yang Xingyu arranged for Zhong Xingfei to live in a room with him.

Although there are still vacant rooms on the second floor, the second floor is currently occupied by female salespeople. If Zhong Xingfei suddenly arranges for a young man to move up there, those women will definitely have objections.

Besides, Yang Xingyu also wanted to cultivate a brotherly relationship with Zhong Xingfei, while keeping an eye on him and correcting some of his bad habits.

Although he and Zhong Xingfei are cousins, they did not grow up in the same village, and there is a 7-year age gap. The current brotherly relationship is not deep.

Yang Xingyu intended to train Zhong Xingfei to become his confidant, so he thought it was important to cultivate brotherhood first.

Of course, he would not be willing to just sell roast duck for the rest of his life. This is just the stage where he is accumulating his first pot of gold, and it is also the stage where he is building a team.

If he wants to achieve a big career in the future, he believes that in addition to having capable talents around him, he must also have a few confidants and hardcore people.

He has always believed that most things happen because of people.

Whether something can be accomplished in the end depends largely on the person who does it.

……late at night.

Zhong Xingfei and Yang Xingyu, who had already taken a shower, fell asleep next to each other.

But they haven't fallen asleep yet.

Yang Xingyu was sitting on the bedside, chatting with Qi Meilan and Jiang Fei via text messages on his mobile phone.

Jiang Fei is a real horse bug. Ever since she failed to ask Yang Xingyu out for a drink that night, she has taken the initiative to send Yang Xingyu text messages almost every night. In seemingly serious text messages, Yang Xingyu can always smell the hint between the lines. The smell.

This feeling is too familiar to him.

Before his rebirth, he was often teased like this by some money-worshiping girls.

In fact, high-ranking money-worshiping girls are very good at pretending.

It is difficult for ordinary people to tell the difference. After he became successful, when he first talked about a partner, he thought he had found love.

For a long time, I thought that woman was very good. Not only was she good-looking and in good shape, she was also a top student who graduated from a prestigious school. She also had a decent job. Her hobbies after work were also active lifestyles such as fitness, traveling, and baking.

In terms of personality, he is knowledgeable and considerate.

It's really perfect for the living room and kitchen, no matter how you look at it, it's a good match.

But as time went by, Yang Xingyu gradually saw her true nature clearly after a few months.

Later, after he experienced more, he gradually concluded a rule: high-ranking women who worship money give people the impression that they are good women who do not worship money.

"Da Guo, the house you rent is really big. It costs a lot of money a month, right?"

Suddenly, Zhong Xingfei, who was lying on the other side of the bed, asked, with curiosity in his tone.

Yang Xingyu glanced at him and said casually: "It's not bad, tens of thousands a year!"

As he spoke, he kept pointing his fingers and replied to Qi Meilan: "It's getting late, why aren't you going to sleep?"

Zhong Xingfei let out a surprised sound, and after a moment of silence, he sighed with emotion: "Da Guo, you are so rich! I really envy you."

"Envy me? What do you envy me for?"

Yang Xingyu asked casually, replying to Jiang Fei: "Since you are so dissatisfied with your boyfriend, why haven't you broken up yet?"

Zhong Xingfei replied lonely: "I envy you that your uncle and aunt take care of you, send you to study, and support you in doing business to make money! My parents don't want me, and they don't care about me anymore."

When Yang Xingyu heard this, his smiling expression because he was chatting with Qi Meilan and Jiang Fei suddenly lost some of his smile.

He put down his phone, looked at Zhong Xingfei at the end of the bed, pondered for a few seconds, and comforted him: "It's okay! From now on, big brother will take care of you! But you have to listen to me, otherwise if I can't take care of you, then I won't!"

Zhong Xingfei smiled and quickly replied: "Big pot! I will definitely listen to you, I promise!"

Yang Xingyu smiled and said, "Do you mean what you say?"

Zhong Xingfei hummed twice, sat up, and nodded seriously, "It must be true! Da Guo, my parents have long since abandoned me, but now you are good to me and are willing to take me to learn to cook, Give me food to eat, and I will definitely listen to you in everything you say!"

Yang Xingyu looked at his serious expression and serious eyes, nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Okay! If you disobey me in the future and go astray, if big brother beats you then, don't blame me!"

Zhong Xingfei giggled and nodded vigorously, "Cauldron! As long as you are willing to control me, you can beat me up if you want. I promise not to fight back!"

"Ding Dong"

At this time, Yang Xingyu's cell phone rang, and Qi Meilan's reply came.

"I miss you and can't sleep. What do you think I should do?"

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