Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 30 Looks like Fang Yi

“Why exactly?”

Liu Qiangdong frowned and muttered to himself.

Since I am optimistic about the Internet, and I have spent so much effort to pave the way, I finally entered this industry, but why do I say that the Internet is a bubble economy?

Isn’t that contradicting itself?

Late at night, in an old living room.

Under the dim light, Liu Qiangdong fell into contemplation again

early morning.

A ray of sunlight in the early morning poured into the living room through the glass window.

Under the strong inertia of the biological clock, Fang Yi slowly opened his eyes.

The quartz clock on the opposite wall made a crisp ticking sound.

He lowered his head slightly, and he saw a cute and cute little face, and the slightly fat cheeks made people want to pinch.

At this moment, the little girl was lying on Fang Yi’s chest, and she slept very sweetly. With every breath he took, the little guy would go up and down slightly.

Although the little girl is petite, she has a weight of 20 to 30 pounds, which is equivalent to sleeping with a small half bag of rice. This is Fang Yi. If someone else is pressed like this, he probably won’t be able to bear it in a while, let alone sleep like this all night.

No way, the sofa is too narrow.

After the 283 bedding was laid, it was enough for Fang Yi to sleep alone.

But Zhang Yutong insisted on sleeping with him, so in desperation, he had to adopt this sleeping position.

At the beginning, Zhang Ya felt that Fang Yi would be crushed, and worried that the little girl would fall asleep.

I woke up once in the middle of the night, and when I saw that the two were at peace with each other and slept extraordinarily sweetly, I felt relieved.

Lifting off the thin blanket, he gently hugged Zhang Yuxiang, Fang Yi sat up from the sofa.

The little girl slept soundly, and he put it back on the sofa, just smashing her mouth, and after giving her head, she continued to fall asleep.

After a simple exercise, Fang Yi stepped into the bathroom.

Zhang Ya was very careful and prepared toiletries for him in advance last night.

When he finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom refreshed, the whole room was still silent, except for the ticking of seconds walking.

Looking at Zhang Yutong on the sofa, Fang Yi smiled slightly, then took the wallet key and walked out the door lightly.

Jinling at six in the morning is full of vigor.

(cici) Outside the community, in the breakfast shops on both sides of the street, there are bursts of tempting fragrance.

Walking into a fly restaurant casually, Fang Yi ordered a duck blood vermicelli soup, took a few pieces of puff pastry, and tasted it slowly.

Although the taste of this duck blood vermicelli soup is not as authentic as the one on Zhushan Road in Jiangning, it is not too bad, and it is worse than the food.

In addition to the many fans, there are also a lot of accessories such as duck blood, duck intestines and duck liver, which are all piled up in the bowl.

Served with green chopped coriander and chopped green onion, it is appetizing just by looking at it.

Think about it, after all, it is open at the gate of the community, and it is a neighborhood business.

If the taste is not authentic and the ingredients are quite good, it is estimated that it would have closed down long ago.

At this time, there were not too many people in the early shop.

After all, it is the small tail of the National Day holiday. Students don’t have to go to school, and many people don’t have to go to work.

However, some people still choose to get up early, and the biological clock developed over many years is not so easy to change.

Just like Fang Yi, wake up at midnight.

While eating, I heard the middle-aged uncle at the table at the door say to the boss, “Lao Li, did you watch the evening news last night?”

The old Li in his mouth is the owner of the early shop.

I saw that the boss was busy and skilled, and replied: “I went to bed before nine o’clock at night, how can I watch that.”

For breakfast cooks like them, it’s too late to get up at four o’clock.

Some shops with good business even started to stock up at two or three in the morning.

If you get up early, you will naturally go to bed early.

Therefore, for a program like the Evening News, which was broadcast at 10:30, Lao Li could only watch the rebroadcast the next afternoon.

“Hey, then you must watch the replay in the afternoon.” Hearing this, the middle-aged uncle said regretfully.

“Old Zhang, have you seen it too?”

The words of the middle-aged people are like stones thrown into the lake, which stirs up the topic.

For a time, the customers in the early shop started to talk about it one after another.

“You said how the young people today are so smart, making money is like playing.

“He’s a college student at Jinda University, and he’s the best in the world, can he be smart?”

“If my son can make such a promise, labor and management can wake up from a dream.

“Wow, Pharaoh, you really dare to think about it. If a woman in our country can successfully enter the university, it will be smoke from her ancestral grave.”

“You said, what name did he scramble for, does it really make so much money?

“Definitely that, haven’t heard anyone say, I made 17 million in five days.

“Just listen, this high-tech is not something we can play around with.”

“Old Zhang is right!”

Listening to the neighbors bragging in my ears, especially bragging about myself, is a wonderful and interesting feeling.

A glimpse of the leopard in the tube can be seen.

From an early shop, you can roughly see the effect of the interview.

You know, this was just the premiere last night.

The main viewership of the evening news comes from the second day’s replay.

Although many people watched the premiere last night because of the National Day holiday, there were still a certain number of people who didn’t watch it.

These people either went to bed early for work reasons, or simply developed the habit of watching replays the next day.

Just like the owner of this early shop…

Fang Yi is not in a hurry, promoting this kind of thing takes time to ferment.

After Fang Yi finished his breakfast, the conversation in the shop still revolved around him.

“Boss, how much is it?

Getting up and going to the counter, Fang Yi asked with a smile.

“A total of 2 dollars.”

“The money is on the table.”

Seeing that the boss was busy, Fang Yi took out two steel pots and put them on the table, then turned around and walked out the door.

Looking at his back, Lao Zhang, who finally spoke, said in surprise, “Ming, this young man just now looks a lot like that Fang Yi.

Old Zhang “Look at the dazzling eyes.

“That’s right, people are so rich now, it’s impossible to come here for breakfast.”

When driving Bentley Yazhi back to the chain shop community, I happened to meet Zhuang Shufen and Wang Juan.

The two pushed their bicycles and prepared to go to the store.

Seeing Fang Yi, Zhuang Shufen stopped and frowned, “Where did you go last night? Don’t say hello.”

“I went to a friend’s house in Jinling to help.” Fang Yi replied casually.