I don't want to inherit billions of dollars

Chapter 12
There is one thing that they never expected.

The few people staying in Lu Ziyou's private room were very surprised to see the monitor picture on the screen.

It's only 08:30 now
Mind you, it's 08:30 in the morning.

How come so many people come to drink coffee?

Not working?
We just lay down on the bed for a while, why are there so many people when we wake up?
It's almost full.

It can be called hot.

It is estimated that the current Yixuan coffee shop does not even have a full attendance rate.

No wonder Chen Hansheng and the others were shocked.

They also learned from Lu Ziyou in the past two days when the coffee shop has a lot of traffic.

Obviously, this period of time does not belong to coffee, but to selling breakfast.

"Sister Lulu, look, look, this is the talented handsome guy I told you about, who has become popular in the past two days."

A pretty girl in pink short sleeves with a q version of a tiger embroidered on it said to the woman who was holding her arm next to her.

This woman is obviously older than the delicate girl next to her in terms of age and temperament, and she is wearing a formal dress.

Although the girl called Miss Lulu, she didn't reply, but stared at the boy on the screen intently.

The pretty girl was originally staring at the screen, but when she heard that the sister next to her hadn't answered, she was a little puzzled, so she turned her head to look.

Seeing this, the girl giggled and said, "Yo! Sister Lulu, what are you doing with your eyes? You must also be fascinated by this little brother."

Only then did Yang Lulu come to her senses, and asked in a surprised voice, "What did you just say?"

The girl was puzzled: "I said you are fascinated by this little brother?"

"No, the very first sentence."

The girl was a little confused, so she said with a slightly hesitant tone: "You are talented and popular on Douyin."

Before the girl could finish speaking, Yang Lulu interrupted: "You said Chen Hansheng is teasing Yinhong?"

The girl's bright eyes were filled with doubts, and she complained, "Yeah, what's the matter with Sister Lulu? If you speak clearly, you will die."

Then he reacted again: "Sister Lulu, how do you know that this little brother is called Chen Hansheng? I haven't told you yet?"

"He is the son of our boss, how could I not know!"

Yang Lulu responded casually and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.

"Your boss' son?

Sister Lulu, you are the general manager of Star City Wanshi Group, so isn’t your boss
Chen Tanghua? "

Yang Lulu didn't answer her this time, first opened the application center and searched for Douyin Video, and downloaded this entertainment software that she never used.

Although I have never used it, I also know that this software has a high reputation.

After all, a certain poor chest brushes every day.

After clicking to download, he opened the Green Letter APP, found someone's Green Letter name, and sent a sentence: "The plan has changed, see it soon."

As if she had completed the task, Yang Lulu's face returned to her usual stern face, and after explaining something at home, she took the initiative to drag her cousin into the coffee shop.

After walking in, you can also hear words similar to those of your cousin:
"Wow, this little brother is so handsome."

"Is this the coffee shop where Little Brother Han Sheng created Time to Cook the Rain?"

"Brother Han Sheng really has 360 degrees without dead ends. He sang to my heart."

"I'm determined to drink the coffee shop with the same name as the senior's song."

After Lu Ziyou ordered the coffee shop clerks, he walked into his private lounge naturally.

As soon as you enter the door, lock the door lock.

Look at how hot the coffee shop is now. If the women outside know that Chen Hansheng is here, his bed will probably collapse.

Lu Ziyou was not surprised to see that his brothers were already awake, after all, he only called a few minutes ago.

Shaking the bag in his hand: "You're starving, come and eat."

Although several people got up quite early, they didn't have the appetite for breakfast at that time.

Then he squinted on Lu Ziyou's bed for a while, and then fell asleep.

Chen Xiao was the first to open the box, and said in surprise, "Wow, isn't this Bashu grilled fish from Kou Laifu? No wonder the box smells so delicious even before it's opened. I'm so hungry for the smell."

Jiang You said with a smile: "It seems that Boss Lu sent someone to the Kou Lai Fu Restaurant to pack it up. The other two big boxes don't contain the other two signature dishes, do they?"

When Lu Ziyou heard this, the smile on his face became wider: "Haha, I guessed right."

Then he turned his head to Chen Hansheng and said, "Thank you Hansheng this time."

Chen Hansheng smiled and waved his hands: "It's nothing."

Although judging from the flow of people in the morning, the afternoon and evening will definitely be more popular, but Chen Hansheng's mentality is very peaceful.

Lu Ziyou smiled brighter when he heard Chen Hansheng's words. He walked to the side table, opened the drawer, and took out a document from it.

Then they said under the puzzled eyes of the three: "This is a share grant agreement, and I have time to cook 40.00% of the shares of Yu Coffee Shop.

Han Sheng, you have given me such a great help, giving money is too cliche, it is better to give shares. "

Chen Hansheng put down the chopsticks in his hand, frowned and said, "Ziyou, what are you doing? I've already said that this is just ordinary friends helping each other."

"Han Sheng, I also said that my brother will settle accounts clearly.

Since I changed the name of Time to Boil the Rain on the signboard, I will definitely continue to use Time to Boil the Rain in the future, using Time to Boil the Rain and your fame.

This is considered commercial, if I pretend not to know, then I don't treat you as a brother.

And if you sign this equity transfer agreement, I can continue to shamelessly use your fame and your other songs to promote my coffee shop.

From these songs of yours, I can see your talent. Objectively speaking, this is something that is more beneficial to me. "

Then he chuckled and continued: "Blindly asking for it is the biggest damage to love.

From your daily habits, Han Sheng, I can see that you are a person who takes money very lightly.

It is even more fundamentally against such things as interest exchanges.

But this world has its rules.

You can never like a guy who keeps sucking your blood and asking you for money.

Han Sheng!You are too simple. "

Listening slowly, Chen Hansheng went from a little repulsion to self-reflection.

It seems that I have indeed ignored the objective rules and made the mistake of idealism.

Maybe it was influenced by something in my childhood.

Interactions between people may be more or less mixed with interests, which is normal.

And some people will become true friends on the basis of interest exchanges.

"I understand."

Chen Hansheng nodded, took the agreement from Lu Ziyou's hand, and read it carefully.

Lu Ziyou secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Yesterday when I found out that Han Sheng was the son of Chen Tanghua, the king of real estate, I was really taken aback. I don't know how my friend knew.

No wonder Han Sheng always lived a peaceful life.

It is estimated that I am used to enjoying the glory and wealth since I was a child.

When the level is reached, the vision will be different.

In front of Han Sheng, my name as a rich second generation is really not worthy of the name.

If he hadn't analyzed the information given by his friend last night, and checked and recited some things online, he really wouldn't be able to say such reasonable words.

Why do I still have a little admiration for myself!
Hey!

But the gift of shares was not for Chen Tanghua, but for really recognizing this friend in his heart.

Objectively acknowledge the value this friend might bring to your coffee shop.

He has his own principles of doing things.

as he said
Brothers and sisters.

At this time, Peng Fuhai, who had just wet his shoes by the river, received a call after paying the fine to the traffic police uncle:
"Hey, Mr. Peng, something is wrong!"

(End of this chapter)