The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 932 The Fourth Person
Although He Minhong and Yu Chuhui were eating noodles, they had been secretly observing Zhu Zhe and Wang Gang.

When Zhu Zhe introduced Wang Gang just now, he said he was his younger brother, but one's surname was Zhu and the other's surname was Wang. They didn't look like siblings.

Women naturally love gossip, and He Minhong and Yu Chuhui are no exception.

What's more, as the landlord, Zhu Zhe wants to find a more reliable tenant, and as the tenants, He Minhong and Yu Chuhui, of course, also want to find a better landlord.

"Xiao Yu, eat slowly, there's still not enough." Wang Gang reminded Yu Chuhui when he saw that he was eating in a hurry and almost choked.

"Brother Wang, the noodles you ordered are so delicious." Yu Chuhui swallowed the last bite of noodles with a smile.

At this time, there was still more than half of the noodles in He Minhong's bowl.

"Xiaogang's noodle shop has recently been on the popular food list." Zhu Zhe said proudly.

Yu Chuhui said with a pity look on his face: "Brother Wang's store is too far away from our company, otherwise I really want to eat a bowl every day."

Wang Gang asked curiously: "Where does Xiaoyu work?"

Yu Chuhui said: "Brother Wang, just call me Ah Chu. I work at Nanxin CNC as an assistant engineer."

"Nan Xin! That's a public institution. Many people want to get in but can't. Xiao Yu is young and promising!" Wang Gang nodded.

"What's so good about a public institution! The wages are so low and there's so much work to do, but you can't even make any money." Yu Chuhui said with a pout.

"You can't say that. The public institutions offer good benefits, good remuneration, stable work, and little pressure. It's pretty good." Wang Gang said with a smile.

Zhu Zhe chatted: "That's right, I really wanted to enter a public institution back then, but unfortunately my academic qualifications were too low and I didn't even have the qualifications to take the exam."

Zhu Zhe has always struggled with a vocational high school degree. She worked as a housekeeping manager in a five-star hotel for several years, but she couldn't get promoted because of her academic qualifications.

"Sister Zhu, I envy you! You can buy a house in Shanghai." Yu Chuhui said bluntly: "If I can buy a house at the age of 30, I will laugh out loud in my dreams."

Zhu Zhe's mouth twitched. Although he knew that Yu Chuhui didn't mean to make fun of her age, he was still a little bit offended.

"Thanks to Xiaogang, I bought it when the house price was not that high, but I also incurred a lot of debt." Zhu Zhe said with a wry smile.

"That's better than me. I don't even have the courage to look at the house, let alone buy it!" Yu Chuhui patted his chest and said, "With the current housing prices in Shanghai, even if I work hard for ten years, I still can't afford a toilet."

He Minhong put down his chopsticks and argued: "House prices in Magic City are high, but there are also cheaper places, such as Chongming."

Yu Chuhui said disdainfully: "House prices in Chongming are cheap, why don't you buy it?"

"I didn't say I wanted to buy a house!" He Minhong said, "Didn't you say you wanted to buy a house?"

"Is that the point? What I want to say is that Sister Zhu can buy a house, which is great!" Yu Chuhui raised his neck and shouted.

Seeing that Yu Chuhui and He Minhong were about to quarrel again, Wang Gang quickly changed the subject.

"Xiao He, what do you do?"

He Minhong turned around and said, "I work as an editor in a media company."

"What a literary writer!" Wang Gang said with a smile: "Xiao He's writing style must be very good!"

He Minhong scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm just a little editor."

Zhu Zhe asked: "What articles has Xiao He written? Can you show it to us?"

He Minhong hesitated for a moment, then opened a website on his mobile phone, pulled out the manuscript he had written, and showed it to Wang Gang and Zhu Zhe.

Wang Gang took a casual look and knew that Ho Min-hong's writing style was not bad, but it was a common problem among some literary and artistic youths that the articles were empty and weak, and did not keep up with current events, so the click-through rate was not high.

Zhu Zhe's literary level is average, but it can also be seen that the articles written by He Minhong are difficult to attract people.

Wang Gang compared the two of them and found that as tenants, the financial strength of He Minhong and Yu Chuhui was actually quite average.

Yu Chuhui is a little better. He works in a public institution and has a stable job. Although his salary is not high, paying rent is not a big problem.

It's hard to say about He Minhong. With her current level of writing, if she doesn't make a breakthrough, her career is almost foreseeable.

Wang Gang found an excuse to call Zhu Zhe outside the store and told her his opinion.

After thinking for a long time, Zhu Zhe decided to rent the room to the second daughter and only received a one-month deposit.

"I can see that A Chu and Xiao He are both good kids. They are both new to the workplace not long after graduation. Their income is a bit low now, but as long as they work hard, they will be fine in the future."

Zhu Zhe may have seen his former self in Yu Chuhui and He Minhong, and felt pity for them.

"The house is yours, so it's up to you to decide who to rent it to." Wang Gang said nonchalantly:
"But I said, you don't have to work so hard. With your current salary, plus the monthly dividends from my store, it's more than enough to pay off the mortgage."

Zhu Zhe shook his head and said: "I want to work hard to save money and pay off the mortgage as soon as possible. Also, don't give me money in the future."

"Didn't we agree at the beginning that the beef sauce recipe would count as your technical investment?" Wang Gang said.

"Xiao Gang, I know you want to help me, but I don't feel comfortable taking this money. My beef sauce recipe is not worth the money!" Zhu Zhe insisted:

"My current income is enough, so don't help me anymore."

Wang Gang stared at Zhu Zhe with burning eyes and said, "Sister Zhu, why do we need to know the difference so clearly?" Zhu Zhe was flustered by Wang Gang's eyes and deliberately turned his head away.

"Anyway, I won't accept any more money."

Wang Gang frowned and sighed: "Okay then! Will you return to Ode to Joy later? Do you want to come together?"

"You don't need to be busy with the store?" Zhu Zhe asked curiously.

"No, the store's business is on track now, and there aren't many things that require me to be busy." Wang Gang shook his head.

Zhu Zhe advised: "Xiao Gang, no matter how good the business is, you have to keep an eye on it and be careful of the people below who are acting in disguise."

"The reputation of Xiaogang Noodle Shop has been established. Now I just need to control the secret recipe of toppings and the finances." Wang Gang said nonchalantly:
"By the way, I'm going to open another branch. You decide where to open it."

Zhu Zhe smiled and said: "Your business is getting bigger and bigger, and you have opened a third branch?"

"It's just a small business." Wang Gang said modestly: "If it weren't for ensuring quality, I would have opened branches all over Shanghai."

Wang Gang was not boasting. Even before the epidemic, someone wanted to invest in Xiaogang Noodle House and open a franchise store. Wang Gang thought about it for a long time but still did not agree.

He is no longer so keen on making money. He opened a noodle shop mostly to pass the time and find something to do. Now the net profit of the two noodle shops is about 300 million a year, so he only needs enough money to spend.

"You plan to buy the property of your third noodle shop, but don't plan to rent it?" Zhu Zhe asked.

Wang Gang said: "It's better to buy it! You own the store. You don't have to worry about the landlord suddenly increasing the rent and the business will not be able to continue in the future. You can live off the rent and leave it to your children in the future."

Wang Gang emphasized the word "child". Zhu Zhe heard it, but pretended to be confused.

"I went in and signed the lease with them." Zhu Zhe found an excuse and walked into the noodle shop.

Wang Gang looked at Zhu Zhe's back and shook his head, knowing that she still had concerns, so he followed her slowly into the store without forcing her.

When Yu Chuhui and He Minhong heard that Zhu Zhe had given in and agreed to pay one deposit, they were overjoyed and signed immediately. They also expressed that they wanted to visit Ode to Joy and plan the room layout.

"Wait for me, I'm just about to go home and take you with me on the way." Wang Gang said to the three women.

"That's great. It saves another bus fare." Yu Chuhui said happily.

He Minhong was a little embarrassed and said: "Would it be too much trouble for Brother Wang? Otherwise, we will pay the fare."

"It's okay. We all live in the same building anyway. It's just a matter of passing by." Wang Gang said nonchalantly.

Wang Gang went into the kitchen to explain some things, then changed his clothes and came out. His car was parked in front of the store. It was a Haval H9.

Yu Chuhui and He Minhong felt a little strange when they saw Wang Gang's car.

"Brother Wang, is this your car?" Yu Chuhui said bluntly, "I thought a big boss like you would definitely drive a good car."

Wang Gang smiled and said: "I'm not a big boss. Besides, the car is just a means of transportation. As long as it can be driven."

Zhu Zhe didn't want Wang Gang to be looked down upon, so he said to Yu Chuhui: "Xiao Gang's car usually has to be used to sell goods. There is no need to buy a too good one. Besides, we have to support domestic production."

"Get in the car quickly!" Wang Gang invited everyone to get in the car.

Yu Chuhui and He Minhong are not people who hate the poor and love the rich. They are just surprised that the business of Xiaogang's noodle shop is so good, but the car Wang Gang drives is so ordinary.

Wang Gang drove the three girls back to Ode to Joy. He was about to park the car in the parking space, but found that the parking space was occupied.

The car that occupied his parking space was a good car, a BMW M8. The cheapest one cost more than 200 million.

Wang Gang parked the car next to the M8, and the three women also got out of the car. Zhu Zhe found a phone number left on the glass of the M8.

"You guys go up first, I'll call someone to come down and move the car." Wang Gang said to the three women.

Zhu Zhe turned to look at He Minhong and Yu Chuhui, and asked, "Are you anxious? Please wait for a while."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

"I'm not in a hurry. I'll wait for Brother Wang to park the car."

Just as Wang made the call, a female voice came from the other side.

"Hello, who is it?"

Wang Gang felt that the voice was familiar, but he didn't care.

"Hello, your car has parked in my parking space."

"Sorry, I'll come down and move the car right away."

The other party's attitude was very good. Wang Gang didn't say anything and hung up the phone.

Soon a woman ran to the garage in high heels. When Wang Gang saw her face, he couldn't help but be startled.

"Wang Manni! Or Jiang Shuying?"

(End of this chapter)