Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1197 1186. We Are Not Short of Money
"Drunkard...Drunkard..." Arno's face was gloomy.

He walked out of the buyer's store while muttering to himself.

As I walked out of the store, I thought of some plans in my heart, and also of some "old friends" I had recently contacted.

He sneered again.

Little drunk, do you think you win just by winning once?

You are only on the first floor.

Bianchi, ah Bianchi, short-sighted guy, if you were not useful... Well, Bianchi is on the second level.

And the great Mr. Arnault is on the third floor.

It's a good thing that the drunkard is famous...

Back in the office, Arnault ordered Bianchi to increase orders, win the game in Milan as soon as possible, and speed up publicity...

Bianchi was going crazy with so much work at once.

Additional orders are easy to handle.

Let Federico place additional orders.

What? Requesting for the final payment of the previous payment?

Give it to us. We have money.

What? Expedited fee?

Give it to me, we have plenty of money (gritting teeth).

Federico loved doing this the most, and the order for the second batch of 500,000 bottles and four tons of perfume concentrate was placed immediately.

And only 20 days were given.

This time it’s Liulichang’s turn and they’re going crazy.

……

Win the battle in Milan quickly?
How to win?

Give those mall counters an irresistible price and you'll win instantly.

NND, give it to me, we have money (continue to grit your teeth).

……

Propaganda?

How to promote fake products?
Is it still possible to advertise directly?

Fortunately, we now have new media, and what’s even better is that the new media department is in Bianchi’s hands.

Even better, Yake's investigation into the mole hasn't yet reached the new media department...
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Just when Bianchi was working so hard and overtime that his hair was falling out, his subordinates were complaining.

Luo Yihang was driving leisurely, feeling very happy.

Because he came here to give gifts, big gifts.

I love doing things that benefit others and myself...

"Master Xu, I'm here, please come out."

Luo Yihang didn't even need a navigation system and drove directly to the gate of an old residential area in the north of the city.

Master Xu lives here.

It’s hard to find a parking space in the community, so let the old man go out by himself.

five minutes later.

Master Xu, wearing a gray cloth jacket and trousers, walked out of the community leisurely with his hands behind his back and holding a box.

He looks like a little old man.

If you don't tell him, no one would be able to tell that he is a Chinese cooking master.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I just got back, and you don't even care about the old man's long journey."

Master Xu started complaining as soon as he opened the car door, and kept complaining until he got in the car.

He casually threw the box to Luo Yihang, "Yours."

Luo Yihang took it and asked, "What is this?"

"The carrot cake from Fuzhou, made by Gao Yunshou from Antai Tower." Master Xu answered casually.

What is carrot cake?
Luo Yihang didn't know.

But it sounds like Fujian dim sum.

Luo Yihang didn't know what Antai Tower was or who Gao Yunshou was.

But he is definitely a famous chef.

This is definitely something you can’t find easily.

Master Xu specially asked someone to make these souvenirs.

He said it so lightly on purpose, and was quite arrogant.

Luo Yihang expressed his gratitude and put it away solemnly.

By the way, I took the opportunity to say, "If you bring me some snacks, then I have to give you something too."

Master Xu became nervous when he heard this, "What are you up to, kid?"

"We are such good friends, what's wrong with me giving you something?" Luo Yihang felt that his reputation was damaged, so he drove away. "Don't." Master Xu fastened his seat belt with one hand and shook his other hand violently, "You have a criminal record. Last time, you said you would show me something good, and made me cook sweet potatoes in front of the camera for a day. This time, you came to my house to give me gifts as soon as I came back. There must be trouble."

"This time is different. It's definitely a good thing. You will definitely like it." Luo Yihang emphasized, and then changed the subject, "Why do you always go to Xiamen and stay for such a long time?"

Master Xu was startled for a moment, "You are still in a hurry."

Luo Yihang shut up immediately.

Why is this old man so smart?

Who are you guarding against?

He really did say it.

When summer came, Master Xu took his wife to Xiamen to escape the heat.

Luo Yihang originally planned to give him a surprise.

In the end, he never came back. He has been here for three months and still hasn't come back.

If he doesn't come back, the surprise will turn into shock, and Luo Yihang should pull him back.

Fortunately, Master Xu said yesterday that we would arrive at Tianhan today.

I arrived in the morning and Luo Yihang came to my house in the afternoon.

The car drove all the way into the city and into the city center.

"Going to Piaoliang BBQ? Why not take the bypass?" Master Xu asked puzzledly.

Luo Yihang shook his head, "Not going to Pretty BBQ."

"Where is that going?"

"You'll know in a moment."

After driving for a while, we entered North Street.

Master Xu began to feel awkward and fidgety.

He walked this road for decades, from youth to middle age, and then to old age.

There are too many memories and heartbreak.

He remembers every blade of grass and every tree on this street.

Don't want to come here.

When they reached the middle of North Street, Luo Yihang stopped the car on the side of the road.

Master Xu felt particularly awkward.

"Why are you here?" Master Xu asked in a cold voice.

Outside the car is an antique three-story building.

There is a sign hanging on the top with three big characters "Fanrenju" written on it.

Master Xu's sad place...
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Luo Yihang opened the car door and got out.

Pointing at the ordinary person, he said proudly: "This is a gift for you. Do you like it?"

Master Xu got out of the car, frowning, with no sign of joy on his face.

He asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

"I can't afford the compensation." Luo Yihang said helplessly, "Tianhan Tourism is so popular. Tianhan is the largest and most high-end restaurant in the past. It is insolvent."

One wrong step, one wrong step.

Sometimes, you can’t fly even when the wind is blowing.

"Alas." Master Xu sighed, shook his head, and asked, "Where is the old boss?"

"After selling the assets and paying off the debts, there was some money left, so the whole family immigrated to Canada. His son had studied in Canada before and found a job." Luo Yihang replied.

"Ah." Master Xu sighed again, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I asked, and your old boss said he was too embarrassed to see you. Just treat it as a dream and forget it all."

It’s actually a pity for Luo Yihang, the heir of the mortal residence whom he met at the beginning.

I accompanied Master Xu to get the ingredients. There were so many things, and the young man gave them away right away, even the refrigerator.

Unfortunately, it's too stubborn.

At that time, it couldn't be said that he was wrong to turn Fanrenju into an Internet celebrity store. After all, Fanrenju was getting worse day by day at that time, and there weren't so many rich people in Tianhan.

But he shouldn't have forced himself to open an Internet celebrity store after tourism has become popular, because tourists have money.

Master Xu has become famous again, what a great signboard.

All of this is Luo Yihang's fault...

"So, it was you who bought Fanrenju." Master Xu did not use a questioning tone when he said this.

He knew Luo Yihang's character too well.

Luo Yihang smiled slightly, pointed at the Mortal Residence, and drew a big circle on both sides, "I bought this piece..."

"Is this a lot?" Master Xu was shocked this time.

Luo Yihang said proudly: "We are not short of money..."

(End of this chapter)