Even if he is wearing short-sleeved shirts, shorts and slippers, it cannot conceal the cultured aura in his bones.
It doesn't look like someone who comes to a late-night snack stall to eat supper.
He was afraid that the small table was too condescending.
"Don't worry, they listen to me. Hu Ping, just take the guys and help the boss move the tables." Su Xiaocai stared at the seafood tank in the store and told Ji Li, "Ji Da, I want to eat this, this, and this... I want everything. I want ten of them all."
"Seafood porridge. I don't want shrimp, I want lobster, shelled and in large chunks." Su Xiaocai then ordered barbecue. "Ten skewers of each. That's all I'll eat."
"That's all you're going to eat?" Su Xiaocai said so arrogantly that the owner of the late-night snack shop couldn't stand it anymore. "Can you finish it?"
This was already considered showing mercy. Ji Li said, "Just serve whatever she orders."
Then Hu Ping, Ji Heng and Wu Qingqing were not polite at all and ordered whatever they liked, following their own inclination.
Half of the seafood stock in the store, which was intended to last two or three days, was sold out.
The owner of the late-night snack shop looked at him as if he was taking advantage of a high-end product.
After they finished ordering, he pulled Ji Li aside and said, "Over a hundred thousand in bills, did you make a fortune? That's not the way to act like a big shot. Don't be impulsive."
"Yes, it's some windfall, let me pay the bill first." For a snack bar, it must be worried that the diners cannot pay the bill.
"That's not what I meant. I know you're rich, but it's too rude of you to make friends. When making friends, you should put yourself in their shoes..."
At this point, there was no need to argue, so Ji Li smiled and said, "They are richer than me."
Hiss, the late-night snack shop owner took a breath of cold air.
He immediately gave up the idea of giving them advice. It was his fault. He shouldn't have seen them kicking off their slippers and randomly guessed that they, as cultured people, didn't have much money.
Birds of a feather flock together. It makes sense for people from well-off families to play together.
They order whatever they like, not because they want to take advantage of the seasonal menu, but because they don't have to worry about money.
The late-night snack shop owner was touched and said, "Thank you, brother, I will definitely treat them well." He made them feel at home and encouraged them to come again in the future.
Ji Li: "Serve the girl's order first. She doesn't want to go back to sleep because she's not full."
"Your sister?"
"almost!"
The owner of the late-night snack shop thought it was about the cousins, "You are such a kind brother."
The owner of the late-night snack shop looked inside and saw that she was surrounded and talking, and everyone was treating her like an ancestor (which she wasn't).
As long as her face looked a little unhappy, they would try their best to talk and laugh with her to cheer her up.
The owner of the late-night snack shop said with a sheepish expression, "The little sister is very cute"
Ji Li did not try to stop the boss from misunderstanding and told him to make sure everything was clean.
"Don't worry about me doing the work." The boss went into the kitchen.
Su Xiaocai was chatting with someone when she suddenly looked outside. Several tables of men and women turned their heads guiltily. "They're secretly filming."
Su Xiaocai raised her finger.
After being discovered, those people scattered.
The vegetable farmer was stunned and very angry. It was late at night and these reporters were still hanging around.
Two young reporters remained where they were, and they nervously walked to the door of the box.
They did not deny that they had taken the photos secretly and wanted to use them as tomorrow's news.
But they had heard that Su Xiaocai liked to settle scores later, and there was no guarantee that she would sue them for invasion of privacy once the news was released.
When we go out for a midnight snack late at night, they still don't stop. It would be annoying for anyone.
I'm afraid Su Xiaocai will pursue the matter, so I'd like to apologize first.
"I'm sorry, we are reporters. We have wanted to interview Mr. Su for a long time. We are really sorry to disturb your meal." The two reporters had sad faces and just stood at the door with their feet nailed to the ground, not daring to move another step.
They looked very young, with immature faces. After several days of wind and sun, their skin was red and their noses were a little peeling.
They must be graduates who have just entered society and have not seen the sinister nature of human nature.
Hu Ping's lips curled up, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes. He said coldly: "So you secretly took pictures of us?"
The two reporters looked at each other, lowered their heads, and admitted their mistakes in a good manner.
"The company wants us to get photos of Su Xiaocai and ten vegetable farmers and write a news article."
"Tell me, what do you want to write?" Feng Wansha went straight to the point.
"We don't know, we're only responsible for taking photos. But we're from a legitimate newspaper, the Century Daily. We wouldn't write anything random. At most, it's just that Mr. Su and the vegetable farmers went out for a late-night snack, and we added a headline: 'A meal cost over 100,000 yuan...'"
It’s hard to say what others will report. They will probably say that Su Xiaocai is extravagant, or that she deliberately cheats men out of their money.
The more they spoke, the more embarrassed they became. In this world, news is hard to attract people without some gimmicks.
If this report comes out, Su Xiaocai will have to endure another round of headline storms.
People who are prone to being hot topics are the talk of the town wherever they go.
"Come in, ask whatever you want to ask, don't be sneaky. The report should be written by the two of you, don't write anything random." Su Xiaocai named two people for an interview.
The two were startled, then their faces lit up with joy, and they were told to write, thinking they were going to get rich.
As expected, if you want to interview a young boss who is difficult to arrange an appointment with, you can't take the usual approach.
They rushed in and sat on a very low little bench.
"Hello, Mr. Su, I'm Deng Xianbao from Century Daily. This is my press card."
"I'm Duti. Can I record it?"
Su Xiaocai first looked at their press credentials, and then checked the reporters listed in the Century Daily. They were just two interns, no wonder they were the only ones allowed to take photos.
"Give me the recording microphone. You can't record other people. You only have ten minutes. Ask."
Deng Xianbao: "Please... Mr. Su, under what circumstances did you come up with the idea of creating the Extraordinary Island New World?"
“I want a place where I can have fun without leaving the house.”
It’s a very simple and direct statement, and it’s what most people think of first.
It turns out that Mr. Su’s way of thinking is not much different from that of ordinary people.
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