Beautiful Sweetheart

Song Long's younger brother is sharp eyed. He sees Ning Ji's belt at a glance. It's black.

"Tiger brother, his belt is black, taekwondo black belt!" The younger brother fell in Song Long's ear and whispered.

After listening to the younger brother's words, song Long's eyes sweep to Ning Ji's waist and vaguely see a black line.

"The idea is too hard. Let's get rid of it." Another little brother also whispered.

Swallowing saliva, looking at Ning Ji who has already set up his posture, song long counsels.

He took out two bills from his pocket and put them on the table. He left with his little brother in a hurry.

Looking at Song Long's figure slowly disappearing in sight, Ning Jicai sighed and sat down on the chair.

The shirt on the back was wet with cold sweat.

From the waist solution under the black belt, Ning Ji is still on the table, next to Liang Mengqi's face once again red.

This black belt, where is the black belt, is clearly a black stockings.

Ning Ji knows that song long is here to find fault. And he couldn't beat the strong man, so he took it into consideration and borrowed a silk stocking from Liang Mengqi.

Just into the side door, Ningji from liangmengqi took stockings, quickly wrapped to the waist.

Unexpectedly, the stockings really played a role. Song long really thought he was a black belt master and was scared away.

Or we all say that the limbs are developed and the mind is simple.

If song Long's IQ can be higher, he will find that Ning Ji's black belt is fake.

"Sister Qi, your stockings." Ning Ji reaches for the stockings and wants to return them to Liang Mengqi.

Can just lift up a hand, but feel tiger mouth labor pains, not from of frown.

Song Long's fist was not built. Ning Ji's brain had just tested its strength. It was a thousand pounds.

What's the concept? Tiger, the world-class champion, has less than 2000 pounds per punch.

And experts have also analyzed that if people bear it, a thousand pounds can lead to fracture or even comminution.

Ningji's physique is no different from that of normal people. Although the fist was blocked by overlapping hands, the powerful force still hurt Ningji.

Holding on hard, song long just didn't see anything.

"Ningji, what's the matter with you?" See Ning Ji brow locked appearance, Liang Mengqi quite worried, ran to inquire.

Ning Ji is ridiculous now. Although the bone is not broken, it's not very easy.

His hands kept sending back stabbing pain, Ning Ji frowned, and a string of messages came to his mind.

Soft tissue contusion, muscle, ligament, fascia, tendon, synovium, fat, joint capsule and other tissues, as well as peripheral nerve and blood vessel damage beyond the skeleton below the skin of human motion system

"Nothing. It hurts a little." Ningji squeezed out a smile.

Big man's, can't get a little hurt to squeak.

"Come with me, I'll wipe some medicine for you, and then we'll go to the hospital." Liang Mengqi said, picked up Ning Ji and walked toward his room.

Just when I met Ning Ji, Ning Ji was attacked, and his hands were broken.

The situation now seems to be better than last time, but in fact it is terrible.

Help Ning Ji to his room. Liang Mengqi turns to take a medicine box and takes out gauze and wine from it.

"Does it hurt?" Gently pinch Ning Ji palm, immediately lead to a burst of bared teeth.

Nonsense, will it not hurt? It's a good thing that such a strong man didn't kill me with one punch.

The wine will be poured in the palm, Liang Mengqi gently picked up Ningji's hand, carefully wipe.

That's careful.

Although Liang Mengqi's clothes are not very loose, but now they are bent over. Ning Ji just sweeps and sees a piece of snow white.

The two waves that couldn't be stopped appeared in Ning Ji's eyes. For a moment, Ning Ji forgot the pain in his palm.

"Well, is it still painful?" After spending some time, Liang Mengqi tied up two bows and looked up at Ning Ji.

But found that Ning Ji a dull face, a pair of eyes staring at his chest.

Looking down, Liang Mengqi realized that two blushes appeared on her cheeks.

"To die, where do you look?" Liang Mengqi bit her lip.

Ningji, Ningji, what kind of person are you?

You are destined to be extraordinary, but why do you bring the obscenity that everyone has?

Ningji didn't answer at all, because his eyes were still fixed there.

It's snow-white, and there are two peaks. If it wasn't for the injury, Ning Ji would definitely try his hand.

See Ning Ji ignore, Liang Mengqi curled his mouth, mercilessly in Ning Ji has been wrapped into a mummy's hand pinch.

"Ah! Ah The deep pain came again, and Ning Ji howled.

It's a soft tissue contusion, sister. You should take it easy.

"Hum." He walked out of the room in high heels.Liang Mengqi, who has a small temper, has a certain sense of beauty.

Curled to curl a mouth, rather Ji also got up to follow to go out.

Just go out, rather Ji perceived a few different eyes.

Almost everyone, looking at Ning Ji's eyes have become, not only the awe before, but also mixed with a different meaning.

Being in the same room with the beautiful landlady, the beautiful landlady came out angrily. What happened to them?

Gossip is the second instinct of human beings.

Driven by instinct, this group of employees who are full and have nothing to do begin to gossip.

Guess one is more obscene than another, smile one is more rippling than another.

A woman's temper is like the rain in summer. It comes and goes quickly.

In a few minutes, Liang Mengqi ran to Ning Ji and asked if she wanted to go to the hospital.

Ning Ji, of course, shook his head. According to the calculation given by his brain, he doesn't need to go to the hospital for his injury. He just needs to rest for a few days and don't do strenuous exercise.

Besides, Ji Ning has a natural fear of the hospital, just like the fear of the police.

Cold headache, originally take some medicine to good disease, went to the hospital to have this check that check, and then still holding a lot of medicine home to eat.

The emergence of song long brought Ning Ji provocation, but also brought some other things.

I don't know if this guy is a fortune cat or something. Just less than ten minutes after he left, there were several groups of guests.

Now it's time to get off work, and these people are dressed formally one by one. I think they are white-collar workers in the office building next to them.

After coming in, the cold atmosphere in the shop was swept away and became a little lively.

What is more attractive than the treatment of Western restaurants and the price of fast food?

This is the word Ning Ji used in advertising. It's just right to use it now.

After that, a group of guests arrived every few minutes. Within half an hour, the western restaurant was already full.

Liang Mengqi sat at the counter, full of the proprietress, smile don't mention how happy.

The staff are also busy. After they come here, it's the busiest day.

The passionate sound of piano is the main melody of western restaurant.

Although in addition to the piano, there is no other sound, but still very lively.

"Ningji, Ningji, you are my Savior, the Savior of the shop." Liang Mengqi said to Ning Ji with a smile that the embarrassment just now had been completely forgotten.

Ning Ji sat next to him, his hands hanging on both sides of his body, which seemed very strange.

"This is still a preliminary reform plan. If it continues, I promise that we will change places within half a month." Ning Ji glanced and said.

"Why?" Liang Mengqi didn't understand for a moment.

"Because the shop is too small to accommodate so many guests." Ning Ji is also very happy, he has full confidence in his plan.

On the other hand, if there are many customers, the turnover of Western restaurants will be high.

That way, the hands of 5% dry shares will get more dividends.

This situation lasted for two hours, near two o'clock, the guests slowly reduced.

All the white-collar workers go to work, and the rest are freelancers who have nothing to do and spend their time in Western restaurants.

With air conditioning and music, it's still so quiet, but KFC's environment is no better than here.

For these guests, Ning Ji has no opinion. Their existence is also a valuable asset for the western restaurant.

Just imagine, when passers-by saw that there were so many diners in the hotel, their first reaction was that the store was excellent.

On the contrary, if you see the hotel is cold, the reaction is that the store is very poor.

"Boss, we don't have much stock in the kitchen. I don't think we can use it tonight." The chef went to the counter and said to Liang Mengqi.

With that, the chef also smiles and nods to Ning Ji, which is a greeting.

In this shop, the owner is Liang Mengqi, but Ning Ji is the spiritual leader.

Without Ningji, the store could not be reborn.

"What? Out of stock? " Liang Mengqi was surprised.

She clearly remembers that she had just put in a batch of raw materials the day before yesterday and how she ran out of them so quickly.

Looking down at today's bills, it's a thick pile. At first glance, there are more than 100 bills.

Well, it looks like it's really used up.

"Later, you take someone to the market to buy. Remember to go to the ones I said. The raw materials there are the best." Liang Mengqi said.

This chef, Liang Mengqi's classmate in Stanford Institute of culinary arts, is also a Chinese, and his name is Han Fei.

Although Han Fei is fat, round, bearded and looks like a strange uncle, his cooking skills are excellent.

After graduation, Liang Mengqi invited him to work in his fast food restaurant. At that time, Han Fei had nothing to do, so he readily agreed.For Han Fei, Liang Mengqi is absolute trust, otherwise it is impossible to purchase this task to him.

You know, there are a lot of problems in purchasing, such as kickbacks, quality and so on. It's destined that the one who does the purchasing must be the one the boss trusts the most.

Han Fei laughs, chats and goes back to the kitchen.

I thought the fast food restaurant was at a dead end. Who ever thought that heaven would send a smart star.

Now Han Fei is full of ambition. He has seen that he is not far away from his dream.

"Are you so relieved to give him the purchase?" Looking at Han Fei into the kitchen, Ning Ji just said.

If you don't pay attention to it, you can't do it. You're holding a stake in a western restaurant.