Don't be too sweet

Chapter 140 Who is plotting who!

Chapter 140 Who is plotting who!
No matter what time it is, the easiest thing to learn is to learn to be bad!
The owner of the teahouse wanted to make a fortune, get the secret recipe for making spiced dried spices, and add insult to injury, and he did it!
At this time, the owner of the restaurant said to He Xiangqian like this: "As long as you give me the exclusive recipe for making spiced dried spices, I will help you, how about it?"

How could He Xiangqian fail to hear the other party's insults? !
At that time, He Qianqian's chest was blocked, and his breathing was difficult for a while, and the discomfort in his heart surged up like a tide, hitting his heart.

He Shanshan saw the owner of the restaurant whispering to her father, she walked over and asked generously, "Daddy, what did the owner of the restaurant tell you just now?"

He Xiangqian knew that He Shanshan came up with the idea of ​​dried spiced spices or bean paste, so he said it without hesitation.

His voice was at a normal volume, so everyone present could hear him clearly.

"He said that as long as he gave him the recipe for making dried spiced spices, he would help us solve this problem," said He Xiangqian, angry.

He Shanshan was a little dazed, then she turned her head and asked the restaurant owner: "Really?"

"Yes," the owner of the teahouse was a little annoyed, but when he thought of the instant benefits, he endured it.

The owner of the teahouse felt that whoever was being so publicized that he was throwing stones at someone, how could he be uncomfortable?
——Then don’t throw stones at others!

"I'm worried, you write down the paper," He Shanshan said.

"I write, I believe in myself," He Shanshan said again.

The owner of the teahouse thought of immediate benefits, so he endured it.

Soon, the pen and paper will be delivered.

He Shanshan's writing is also simple.

"As long as we hand over the method of making a single variety of dried spiced spices, the owner of the restaurant will help us deal with the matter in front of us," He Shanshan wrote, read out, and asked.

The owner of the teahouse was also pissed off by He Shanshan and the others' direct actions at the moment, so he agreed without thinking too much.

"Well, please ask the owner of the teahouse to sign and make a deposit," He Shanshan said with a smile.

She is also uncomfortable, but it's okay, soon someone will be more difficult and uncomfortable than her!
The owner of the restaurant looked at the straightforward content above, and somewhat disliked the content, but he still signed and put a stamp on the bilingual document.

"Okay, everyone has seen it, right?" He Shanshan waited for the ink to dry up, picked up two documents, and displayed them in front of all the onlookers.

The middle-aged doctor frowned.

Those who want to touch porcelain also feel uncomfortable for a while, and even more disappointed: Could it be that the duck with its mouth just flew away like this?

"Yes, we all saw it."

The owner of the tea house only thought that they were plotting against the people in the countryside, but he never thought that one day he would be plotted against!

The onlookers knew that the He family was innocent, and felt a little sympathetic to them, just wanting to see if they could get through this hurdle.

He Shanshan turned to look at the owner of the restaurant, and said, "Please settle the matter first, and then I can fulfill my promise."

"Hu Hansan, don't you know if you are sick or not?" The owner of the teahouse said coldly, "Stop pretending, or don't blame me for letting you down!"

The person who was called by his name shrank his body and looked sad, knowing that he would not get the money, mother!
He Shanshan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

——It turns out that the partnership between the middle-aged doctor and Pengci has been spotted by the teahouse owner just now!

"I don't care about this matter with you, leave my teahouse quickly, or don't blame me for being rude!" The owner of the teahouse said in a deep voice.

Although the middle-aged doctor saw that the patients had left, although he was displeased and annoyed, there was nothing he could do.

Is this the end of the matter?
"It's your turn to cash it now," the restaurant owner's eyes lit up, as if he saw a lot of money and beckoned to him.

He Shanshan pulled her lips, showing a mocking smile, only to hear her speak...

　Ask for tickets, ask for tickets, ask for tickets...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)