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Chapter 9 The First Hole Card (Second Update)

Guilt came over like a tide, instantly drowning Mrs. Ren to the top.

Even when she was betrayed by that person back then, she never felt so uncomfortable.

Maybe I already had a hunch!

From the moment she fell ill, the man went from caring to growing impatient to disappearing for weeks and months.

When I heard the news from the housekeeper that he was going to marry the second wife, I felt like the dust had settled.

She can't ask that person, but she can help this young girl!

Mrs. Ren exhaled slowly, got out of the car, and went straight to the fruit stand, mango pineapples, watermelon cherries, and strawberries!
It's all Bolai fruit!

Buy whatever is expensive!
In the end, the driver Xiao Chen, who was in his prime, said that he couldn't lift it anymore, so Mrs. Ren gave up.

When the car arrived downstairs at Song Huanxi's house, Mrs. Ren took out a gold-plated business card from her handbag and handed it to the driver: "Pick up the fruit and give her my business card."

Mrs. Ren paused, and said seriously: "Tell her, if there is any difficulty, you can come to me at any time!"

The young driver answered solemnly, stretched out his white-gloved hands, and respectfully took Mrs. Ren's business card.

This is Mrs. Ren's promise!

Regardless of the fact that Mr. Ren's main business is in Macau, none of these rich men in Hong Kong have ever dealt with them!
Who can not sell Mr. Ren's three-point thin noodles!

Although Mr. Ren is the only one who loves the second wife now, as long as the divorce is not divorced for a day, Mrs. Ren will still be Mrs. Ren!

……

After seeing off driver Chen, Song Huanxi spun in the living room. At this moment, she was Cinderella at the Prince's Ball!
She vaguely knew that Mrs. Ren had a lot of background. In the past, Principal Chen had revealed in a few words: Mrs. Ren was one of the major shareholders of the school.

It's just that she didn't care about things before, and she chose Lion Mountain to live here because of illness in the past few years.

After Mrs Ren came, the classrooms, equipment, and venues of the school began to be constantly renovated.

It is said that Mrs Ren's next plan is to rebuild the office building.

Every renovation plan here is in units of tens of thousands.

million...

Song Huanxi grew up so big, he didn't know how thick the [-] banknote was!

She held this gold-plated business card in both hands, and looked at it with joy amidst the fragrance of fruits in the room——

Such a hole card, of course, can't be used casually, it's better to be like a father, and leave favors to future generations!

Wait, Mrs Ren seems to be much older than her?

The girl suddenly became worried: I don't know if Mrs. Ren's children will accept this promise——

Anyway, with this Mrs. Ren's business card, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Song Huanxi cheered up, looked around, and always felt that nowhere was safe.

Finally, she moved a chair, randomly picked out a book of civil law from a pile of law textbooks, carefully put the business card in it, and carefully put it back on the bookshelf.

Well, the neighbor of Civil Law is that guy named Jurisprudence - that rich upstart!
Song Huanxi's mind was relieved, and when he looked at the house again, everything was not pleasing to the eye: the curtains haven't been washed for a long time, the windows should be wiped, and the corners are full of dust——

Before, she was busy with the law preparatory exams, and the house cleaning was done hastily. Now that she has time, she might as well do a big cleaning!
This busy, is a few hours.

When she straightened up and saw that the room was clean and shiny, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon!

Mrs gave enough, it was rare for Song Huanxi to be generous.

She picked a mango, grabbed a handful of cherries, and washed three or four strawberries, orange and red, and put them in small blue and white porcelain dishes, and put them on the table in front of the window. up!

Song Huanxi was a little reluctant to eat.

She picked up a bright red strawberry and took a small bite. The sweet and sour strawberry juice bloomed in her mouth, and the girl's eyes narrowed unconsciously——

This small dish of fruit took me a quarter of an hour to eat.

For the first time since her father died, she felt happy.

I washed another plate of fruit and put it on the table, so that my siblings can eat it immediately when they come back.

At the same time, they also limited the amount of fruit they ate, otherwise, according to A Yun's temperament, she could finish eating these two large baskets of fruit in one day!
Song Huanxi washed the rice and put it on the stove, and the fish was cooked and stewed in the pot. When Ayun came back with her younger brother, the steamed rice was ready to eat.

Seeing that the hour hand was gradually approaching the five o'clock mark, she hurriedly changed into long trousers and short shirt——

Going to work in a noodle shop every day to supplement the family income has long become a habit. Yesterday I had to ask for leave, but today I can't delay any longer.

The noodle shop is not far away, a few streets away, and it only takes half an hour to walk there.

There is a garment factory and a vegetable market next to it. People come and go every day, and the business is very good.

It is said that a semiconductor factory will be built here in the near future. A few days ago, a few yellow-haired Yankees came to choose a site and asked the boss for directions.

The boss said that he couldn't understand their ghost calls, so he just pointed in the direction. Anyway, the most urgent thing to ask for directions is to find the toilet, and pointing to the direction of a public toilet can never be wrong.

Song Huanxi felt a little regretful. It would be great if she was here, and I could test her current English level.

This road has long been familiar, and Song Huanxi remembers clearly which shops he passed along the way: next to the laundry shop is a roast duck shop, and past it is a longevity shop.

The owner of the laundry shop is very fierce, always scolding the owner of the roast duck shop because of the smell of roast duck on the newly washed clothes.

With the owner of the longevity material shop watching the excitement, he would not do it.

The two bosses, one speaking Shanghainese and the other speaking Cantonese, scolded, if you don't listen carefully to the content, it's a bit like a duet in Western music.

Song Huanxi arrived in front of the noodle shop amidst the undulating duet all over the street.

From a distance, the noodle shop occupies two shops by itself. It is meal time, brightly lit and crowded with people, which is a bit more smokey than the nearby shops.

This is also an old store. The owner and his wife started to make a fortune by pushing a two-wheeled cart and selling Chezi noodles.

Now that they have rented a shop and opened a shop, they dislike the rusticity of Che Zai Noodles and focus on Wonton Noodles. Even the name of the shop is Chi Kee Wonton Noodles.

The proprietress is stingy, but the boss is well versed in the way of management and is willing to put ingredients. In the signature shrimp wonton noodles, each wonton contains a whole shrimp, fresh and springy, and served with a bowl of fresh soup——

I don't know how many old gourmets came here!

Now, diners only know that Chi Kee’s wantan noodles are delicious, but they don’t know that the boss’s Che Zai noodles are also a must.

Only the regular customers who have been here since the trolley era will order a bowl of Chezai noodles.

When Song Huanxi arrived, the tea room was already half full, and the boss poked his head out from the dining opening profusely in sweat, and shouted happily: "A Huan! You've come! Hurry up, your Aunt Chi is here again!" Get your face wrong!"

The proprietress Aunt Chi rolled her eyes unhappily, handed the pencil and order book to Song Huanxi, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Why didn't it arrive at a quarter past five?!"

Song Huanxi immediately responded with a smile, "Don't worry, Aunt Chi, I'll just leave for a quarter of an hour tonight."

(End of this chapter)