"No matter how much you eat, you can make up for fifteen yuan a day."

Fifteen yuan is almost enough to eat two meals, and the food expenses for two people in thirty-one days are enough.

"That's fine."

It would be not bad if Guo Cong could really become the store manager. Cao Tiantian finally comforted him. "Guo Cong, my brother will come to see him in a few days."

"ah?"

Guo Cong had a bitter face. Why did your brother come? Cao Tiantian bulged his mouth. "I know, I will treat him to dinner at that time."

"Um."

Liu Ping and Yuan Jinsong came back one after another, and they entered the house and talked about Liu Yu's affairs. "Jinsong, what exactly did Liu Yu's family do?"

"What's wrong? Are you still struggling with the house?"

"No, do you know? Liu Yu came here this afternoon and said he wanted to rent a store and open a milk tea shop. Do you know how many stores you rent, five, and five milk tea shops at a time. I'll ask for it. One milk tea shop will be opened at least 200,000 to 300,000 yuan."

Liu Ping said. "Not only that, he also wants to buy a large store, which is hundreds of square meters and more than two million."

"ah?"

Yuan Jinsong looked shocked. "Really?"

"Can there be fake?"

Liu Ping smiled bitterly and said, "I really didn't expect Liu Yu to be so rich. No wonder it was. Your squad leader and Yu Sitong were so tight last night."

"It turns out to be a second generation chasing the rich."

"No, there should be no problem with the situation of Liu Yu's family."

Yuan Jinsong said. "We all know, are there any misunderstandings?"

"Misunderstand?"

"Will it be with the money from investment?"

Yuan Jinsong said. "After all, Jingdong values ​​it, maybe he invested millions casually."

"This is possible."

Liu Ping muttered. "No matter what, fortunately, you brother still remembers you. Leave the matter of renting a house and buying a house to me and an intern salesman in our place."

"Let him come over and sit down."

"Let's talk about it later."

Yuan Jinsong didn't know why, but he didn't want to see Liu Yu.

Zhuo Baoer next door was lying in his mother's arms, her eyes slightly closed. "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

It didn't hurt, but Zhuo Jiayi watched the injection go on, and Zhuo Baoer twitched, but Zhuo Baoer didn't cry. "Mom, Baoer is hungry."

"Okay, mom will take you to dinner later."

"Um."

"Mom, can Baoer not go for an injection?"

"no."

Zhuo Jia squatted and touched Baoer. "Good, get the injection and treat the disease. Once the disease is cured, we will not get the injection."

"Um."

The little man frowned into a little bug. It hurts so much when he was given an injection. Baoer promised his mother not to cry, but it really hurts.

Zhuo Jia hugged Baoer, his nose felt sore, but he held back his tears. "What do Baoer wants to eat?"

"hamburger."

Zhuo Jia thought of what the doctor said, what wishes the child had, and tried to satisfy him. A family with 99% of each injection cannot support much time. "Okay, Baoer is so brave today, and his mother rewards Baoer with a burger."

"Thank you mom."

Baoer cheered and the mask fell to the ground.

Zhuo Jiayi smiled. "Well, what else do you want?"

Zhuo Baoer thought for a while. "I want to eat with my little mother and mother."

"Then mom calls the little mom."

Zhuo Jiayi smiled and touched Zhuo Baoer's bob head. "So good."

Zhuo Baoer turned around again and whispered, "Mom, Baoer still wants dad..."

Zhuo Jia must have stayed there, and she sighed for a while. "Mom calls my little mother."

Moyman came to the promised hamburger restaurant, and Zhuo Baoer was eating the hamburger. "Jiayi, how can you bring the hamburger if it is not nutritious..."

"never mind."

Moyman remembered Zhuo Baoer's illness. "What do you say?"

"Or the same?"

Zhuo Jia nodded. "Iman, there is something I want to discuss with you."
Chapter completed!