Getting Rich Overnight, Starting From a Multiple-Choice Question

　　 Ye Feng walked behind, humming a song in his mouth, in a happy mood. When he turned his head, he seemed to see a familiar figure.

　　 "This is... Zhao Zhen?"

　　 With the help of the dim light, Ye Feng found a figure vomiting in the corner of the tree.

　　 "Why did he drink like this again."

　　 He wanted to ask a question, but now that he couldn't walk away, Ye Feng had to suppress his thoughts.

　　...

　　 In the car, Ye Feng sat in the back, looking at Yang Xiao with a smile.

　　Because the police car can't fit so many people, Li Feng decided to take them back.

　　 Yang Xiao was laughed at by Ye Feng, a little creepy, and quickly sat aside to the far side.

　　 Seeing that Yang Xiao was stunned so quickly, Ye Feng curled his lips, a little bored.

　　 The police car quickly brought a group of people to the police station. After signing the letter of understanding in public, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 This matter, even if it is over.

　　 After tossing all night, the time has come to nine o'clock. When I returned to the dormitory, it was more than ten o'clock.

　　 opened the door of 7012 and saw that the dormitory was brightly lit, and no one was asleep.

　　 Ye Feng's heart warmed, knowing that these people were waiting for themselves.

　　 "Boss, are you all right?"

　　 "It's okay, the doctor gave me some anti-alcoholic medicine, and then I vomited, and now I feel more comfortable."

　　 "Fourth." Fan Jiawei lay on the bed with a look of guilt: "I'm sorry, I blamed me for everything today. I shouldn't drink those three glasses of wine lightly."

　　 "How do you say this?" Ye Feng comforted, "I didn't blame you originally, who knew Yang Xiao, this kid is so dark?"

　　 "Fourth old, are you okay."

　　 Liuhe continued.

　　 "It's okay. I signed the letter of understanding and released me. Look, I'm fine now."

　　 Ye Feng looked to the other side.

　　 "Old fourth."

　　 Yang Chao rolled over and got out of the bed, lowered his head, "Sorry, I was too reckless today."

　　 "You are too reckless!"

　　 Ye Feng didn't speak so well this time, but became serious, "If it wasn't for the second child, do you think it would be so simple?"

　　Yanghe Hotel is a four-star hotel. A group of students fight in other hotels. It's not good to say it. If the hotel is tougher, there are 10,000 ways to fix them.

　　 "Yes, I was wrong, I won't be so reckless next time."

　　 Yang Chao lowered his head when he heard it.

　　 "Okay, don't blame yourself too much."

　　 Ye Feng felt relieved at first glance, "It's too late today, the big guy should go to bed quickly."

　　Because they drank a lot of wine today, everyone lay on the bed and soon fell asleep.

　　 Before going to bed, Ye Feng wanted to call Zhao Zhen and care about it, but when he remembered that Zhao Zhen drank like that, he dispelled the idea.

　　...

　　 The next day, when Ye Feng opened his eyes, it was already past 11 noon.

　　 In the dormitory, except for the boss who is still sleeping, the other two people have got up and don't know where they have gone.

　　 Fortunately, today is the weekend, there are no classes, so don’t worry about absenteeism.

　　 Turned on the phone and found that there were a few missed calls on the phone, which belonged to Zhao Zhen.

　　 called back quickly, and the call was quickly connected.

　　 "Hey, Brother Zhao." Ye Feng said, "What's the matter in such a hurry."

　　 "Mr. Ye, the supplier talks down!"

　　 On the phone, Zhao Zhen couldn't suppress the excitement in his words.

　　 Ye Feng's hand paused, and the movement of getting up stopped.

　　 So Zhao Zhen drank like that yesterday... Is he talking to himself about suppliers?

　　 "Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye?"

　　 On the other side of the phone, Zhao Zhen yelled twice after seeing that Ye Feng did not respond.

　　 After recovering, Ye Feng let out a long sigh, his tone softened a bit, "Thanks, Brother Zhao..."

　　 "What's the hard work?" Zhao Zhen said indifferently: "Mr. Ye, when are you free, come and sign a contract."

"it is good."

　　 Ye Feng thought for a while, "Just this afternoon, you can make an appointment for me."

"OK, no problem."

　　 The phone was quickly hung up, Ye Feng looked at the phone and did not put it down.

　　 Time is coming.

　　 Sure enough, not much time, along with the pop-up window, exciting multiple-choice questions reappear.

　　 "As an entrepreneur, what would you choose from the following three things?

　　 1: The beautiful secretary of black silk who is convex and curled.

　　 2: A perfect hot pot recipe.

　　 3: A competitor’s intelligence. "

　　 "hiss..."

　　 Ye Feng took a deep breath, and found that the temperature around him had dropped a lot, and quickly tightened his clothes.

　　 There are two of the three options given this time, which are useful to me.

　　 Looking at these two options, Ye Feng was lost in thought.

　　 Option three, competitor’s intelligence...

　　 Although I don’t know what competitors I have at present, the multiple-choice questions will certainly not be unfocused, so this information is very likely to allow myself to take the lead in the future competition. This is very important!

　　 Option two, a perfect hot pot recipe.

　　 This is what I need most at the moment. With this, I basically have all the conditions for opening my own shop.

　　 Between the possible future opportunities and the hot pot recipe, Ye Feng got into a tangled.

　　 He wanted to choose both, but Ye Feng knew that it was impossible.

　　 "I choose...two!"

　　 After hesitating again and again, Ye Feng chose the formula.

　　 When making a trade-off between two important things, the best way is to look at their priority.

　　 In Ye Feng's mind, the priority of the formula is higher than the intelligence.

　　 As for option one...

　　 Ye Feng was a bit speechless.

　　 Is this multiple-choice question any evil?

　　 From a school girl to a beautiful secretary, UU reading www.uukanshu.com becomes a black silk beautiful secretary...

　　 Didn't you know that women only affect the speed of the sword?

　　 "It's ridiculous!"

　　 Ye Feng sneered, and decisively clicked twice.

　　 Soon, a text message came over.

　　 "You have a courier, please go to..."

　　Is it sent by courier?

　　 Ye Feng turned over and got out of bed, and quickly retrieved the courier.

　　 Take it back to the dormitory, Fan Jiawei is still asleep, and the other two have not returned. The dormitory is still safer.

　　 Without holding back his curiosity, Ye Feng opened the courier directly in the dormitory.

　　 There is only one pack of unbranded hot pot ingredients and four papers with recipes in it.

　　 Open the recipe and look at it. There are four flavors: butter, big bone, tomato, and spicy, which are quite rich.

　　 carefully collected the recipe, Ye Feng looked at the hot pot ingredients.

　　 Soon, he had an idea, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, and started to make a call.

　　...

　　 Zhao Zhen's home.

　　 Ding Dong, Ding Dong...

　　 "Crack..."

　　 The door was quickly opened, and Wang Xiang's fat body squeezed in.

　　 "Lao Zhao, you invite me to your house...Huh, what's the smell?"

　　 Wang Xiang sniffed his nose and showed a surprised expression: "Did you hide something delicious."

　　 "Look at what you said, cooked hot pot, would you like to have some?"

　　 Zhao Zhen looked at the table and said.

　　 "Hot pot?" Wang Xiang came to be interested, and he was smart, and he quickly thought of Hedi Lao, "Isn't this made from the hot pot ingredients your Hedi Lao made?"

"Correct."

　　 Zhao Zhen admitted it generously.

　　 "Then I want to taste it."

　　 Wang Xiang laughed and walked to the table.