Genius commoner

Chapter 444
In the morning, at 05:30, before the sky was bright, Ye Zixuan got up early, washed up and left the hotel for a morning run.

In addition to exercising when he got up so early, he also had another plan to go to Yegong's future casino base to take a look at the surrounding environment and construction progress, so that Yegong would have a good idea of ​​the future when he was stationed. When he ran out of the hotel, The deep black sky brought the morning chill and morning dew, making people tighten their bodies unconsciously.

Ye Zixuan, wearing an Apple Watch, adjusted the navigation and started running to the destination.

In about four or 10 minutes, Ye Zixuan arrived at the future casino base of Ye Gong. It is a low-rise building that is almost a combination of urban and rural areas. There are not many prosperous shops around, only some dilapidated snack bars. It is [-] kilometers away from Lisboa Casino. In front of an unnamed mountain peak, it occupies an extremely wide area, and its scale will definitely not be smaller than other casinos.

Although it is only six o'clock at the moment, the construction site is already brightly lit, and many workers are working in the cold, and it looks like it is in full swing. Ye Zixuan remembered He Changqing's announcement that in order to complete the casino sooner, He Feicui took out all his savings , as overtime pay and incentives for workers, the construction progress has been accelerated a lot.

Standing in front of a construction blueprint, Ye Zixuan looked at the simulation map that will be built in the future, with a trace of longing and excitement on his face. At this time next year, Ye Gong's tentacles will reach into Panlong, with one more base and one more income. Gong will be more confident in fighting against the three gangs in the future, and can use the platform of Panlong to meet more like-minded friends.

Thinking of this, Ye Zixuan's smile became brighter.

After stopping for 10 minutes, he turned around and ran to a snack bar, planning to have breakfast here as a souvenir. After all, in a few days, all the nearby shops will be demolished.

When Ye Zixuan walked towards the nearest wonton stand, an unremarkable black car also parked quietly opposite, the door opened, a middle-aged fat man in sportswear first looked around, then opened the door and took out a wheelchair, While the two companions were guarding in front of and behind the car, the middle-aged fat man hugged an elderly man.

He put the old man on the wheelchair, arranged the clothes and hat, and then brought a small blanket and covered the old man lightly. After doing this, the middle-aged fat man pushed the old man to the wonton booth. The hat is pressed down very low, the ears are also wearing hearing aids, the facial features cannot be seen clearly, the mouth and nose are shriveled, and the cheeks are dull.

senescence!
This is the word that Ye Zixuan came up with after a glance, and then he dismissed his thoughts, asked the boss for two wontons, sat in a corner and ate them, the fat man pushed the old man to the wonton stand, looked around and saw nothing redundant The table was empty, so he slowly pushed it in front of Ye Zixuan, politely: "Little brother, can I set up a table?"

Ye Zixuan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

"Boss Wang, two wontons stuffed with pork."

When the middle-aged fat man yelled something to the busy boss, Ye Zixuan glanced at the thin old man at close range. He was dry and thin, with no flesh on his cheeks, and the wrinkles on his neck were particularly obvious, and he couldn't see much energy. It was the result of a serious illness or even shutting the door of hell, Ye Zixuan nudged a piece of wonton, and said politely:
"Old man, the boss is a bit busy, and I'm afraid the wontons will be served later. If you don't mind, you can eat my portion first."

Ye Zixuan smiled brightly: "Mine is also pork stuffing."

Seeing Ye Zixuan's friendliness, the skinny old man had a flash of approval in his eyes. It seemed that it was rare to see an act of respect for the elderly, but his throat squirmed and he didn't speak. The middle-aged fat man was also slightly startled, then smiled and waved: "Little brother, thank you Good intentions, it's okay, you eat, our wontons will arrive soon, we called on the way."

Ye Zixuan didn't insist. Apart from believing what the fat man said, he also guessed that the other party was cautious, and he might not accept a stranger's wonton casually.

When Ye Zixuan started to eat slowly with a spoon, the boss with a smile on his face came over with a tray with three bowls of warm wontons on it. The ravioli in Ye Zixuan's bowl was ten times better. There was no doubt that it was cooked on purpose, and the two parties had known each other for a long time.

"Mister, these two bowls of wontons are yours, Brother Fat, this bowl is yours."

The middle-aged boss wearing glasses put two bowls of wontons in front of the old man: "It will take at least half an hour for the old man to finish eating the wontons. Don't just sit around and eat a bowl with you. As far as I know you, you I definitely didn't have breakfast, by the way, it's windy here, let's sit at home, although the house is a bit messy, there is heating and air conditioning."

"No need, just eat here."

Before the middle-aged fat man could respond, the old man managed to force out a sentence in a very hoarse voice: "There are certain flavors that cannot be tasted while sitting inside."

The owner of the glasses showed a hint of helplessness, so he had no choice but to nod: "Okay, according to the old man, you eat first, if there is not enough, then call me, there is still in the pot."

Fat Brother patted the glasses owner on the shoulder, then pointed at Ye Zixuan and said, "This little brother is good, he knows how to respect the old and love the young, and his wonton money will be counted to my account."

Ye Zixuan was startled, then waved his hand: "Brother, thank you, we met by chance, I'll give you the money for these two bowls of wontons."

The owner of the glasses glanced at Ye Zixuan curiously, as if he didn't expect him to be looked at by Fat Brother, and then he laughed, and waved his hand: "Okay, you two don't fight over it, a few bowls of wonton won't count." What, I invite you, my old palace will invite all your wontons today, as much as you eat, until you are satisfied."

Ye Zixuan shook his head: "Boss, you have a small business, I can't take advantage of you."

The old man and the fat man looked at Ye Zixuan with more admiration, the glasses owner was also slightly taken aback, and then nodded subconsciously, no wonder the old man took a look at this kid, his self-cultivation and quality are really good, but he still smiled heartily: " I have already signed a demolition agreement here, and my net worth is 5000 million more, so I still care about this wonton money?"

He patted Ye Zixuan on the shoulder: "Brother, meeting is fate, big man, don't be coy."

Ye Zixuan smiled wryly: "Then thank you boss for the treat."

Fat Brother looked at the glasses owner and smiled: "Congratulations, Lao Gong, you are worth 5000 million at once."

Boss Gong looked at the old man in the wheelchair, with indescribable respect in his eyes: "I can have today, thanks to the old man for his care, if it wasn't for the old man who gave this wonton to my father back then, he often took care of our business Encourage it to continue, it is estimated that our Gong family will not be lucky for a few days, 5000 million, this is an astronomical figure."

"I also want to thank the eldest lady, she took extra care of us when she signed the agreement,,,"

Halfway through the conversation, he swallowed it when he realized Ye Zixuan's existence, then slapped his mouth lightly under the staring eyes of Lao Fatty, and waved his hand to the wheelchair old man with a smile: "It still hasn't changed the essence of gossip, that's fine, You eat slowly, I am busy, I know it will be demolished, the number of diners has skyrocketed for more than a month, and I am too busy every day."

Fat Brother waved his hand: "Go, go, let's chat after we're done."

During the conversation between Boss Gong and Lao Pang, Ye Zixuan ate wontons calmly from beginning to end, but there was a stir in his heart. The identity of the thin old man in the wheelchair became clear. If his guess was correct, he would be a generation of gambling kings.

This thought flashed, and Ye Zixuan was shocked. He had seen the photos and magazines of the gambling king. From his knowledge, the gambling king was radiant, tall and mighty, with sharp eyes. How could he become shriveled? look like?The magazine described him as 1.8 meters five and weighed 180 catties, and now he is [-] catties if he is in a state of exhaustion.

"Little brother, your accent is not from Beaulieu, but you are from the mainland?"

After Boss Gong disappeared, Brother Fat picked up a bowl of wontons, scooped one up with a spoon, and stuffed it into the old man's withered mouth. At the same time, he asked Ye Zixuan, a smile appeared on Ye Zixuan's face: "Come here from the capital!" Yes, come to Panlong for a walk, I have heard for a long time that Panlong is a gambling city, and I have always wanted to come and see it."

"I've been a little free recently, so I came here for a stroll."

Hearing Ye Zixuan's words, Lao Fei suddenly realized and nodded, and then kindly reminded: "Boiled Dragon is good, but it's not a place to stay for a long time. Little brother, play for a few days, go around a few times, and go back early when the freshness is over. Panlong is a bit messy, and accidents are easy to happen if you stay for a long time, it seems that you are well educated, so don't worry your family too much."

Ye Zixuan smiled: "Thank you Brother Fei."

Then, he looked curiously at a construction vehicle in the distance. The vehicle was swaying along the main road, but it was not carrying dirt.

"You are polite, educated, know how to respect the old and love the young, and you can come to this stall to eat wontons. You are more valuable than many young people."

While feeding the old man wontons, Lao Fat expressed his inner feelings: "I don't know how many people get used to eating in the hotel, but they feel that sitting at the food stalls is to bury their noble identities, but they forget that they had a lot of food in their hearts. When it costs 200 yuan, even if it is the next stall, you have to grit your teeth and save money for two days."

Of the seventeen children, only He Feicui was able to accompany the old man to eat wontons here, which made Lao Fatty feel very sad: "People who come here to eat are hard-pressed and hard-working, but there are also poor people who cannot be desecrated by others." Happiness, eating steak at a hotel or eating wontons at a stall, which one is happier, only the person involved will know."

Ye Zixuan laughed loudly when he heard the words, and then said softly: "Water flows to low places, people go to high places, and when they only have enough money to eat wontons, of course those who sit in a hotel and eat steak and foie gras are more Happiness, but when you go to the hotel to enjoy it, you will envy the common people in the stalls who drink in big bowls and eat meat in large pieces."

"That's how people are. If you want to sum it up in two words, it's being cheap."

Lao Fat was startled, then laughed out loud, gave a thumbs up and praised: "Incisive."

Ye Zixuan waved his hands politely, lowered his head to drink the soup, but from the corner of his eye, he saw the reflection of the construction truck in the bowl.

Ye Zixuan was taken aback when he saw the car that was leaning towards him, and then his expression changed drastically!

He jumped onto the wheelchair and slid out with the old man in his arms, and the old man rolled over instinctively.

In the next second, a construction vehicle slammed into the wonton shop with a piercing roar.

(End of this chapter)