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    "At first, what my dad didn't let me talk about was their own sect. Do you still remember kidnapping our father and son? The two were locked up and haven't been sentenced yet, but the old guy and his eldest son ran away, and my dad received  phone call, saying that there is a problem with that cookbook.¡±  Mei Yunyun was obviously very worried that those two people who ran away would come back and cause trouble.

    "Then we need to call the police on this matter. They are fugitives. I thought they would have to escape far, but I didn't expect to dare to come back."  Mo Xiaoyu frowned and asked.

    "I said the same thing, but my dad disagrees."

    "The old man does not agree, why? There is no way to solve this matter except calling the police. At least you can monitor the old man's mobile phone and know who the other party is and where he is. Then he can be arrested. Those two guys are accomplices in the kidnapping case. They must be arrested."  Catch it."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "I know, but that's what my father said, what can I do?" Mei Yunyun frowned helplessly, poured a cup of tea for Mo Xiaoyu and handed it to her, then looked at Mo Xiaoyu, and Mo Xiaoyu looked at Mo Xiaoyu with a smile.  A little uncomfortable.

    Mo Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her, only to realize that she was not looking at herself, but was distracted.

    "Ah? What did you say?" Mei Yunyun came to her senses and asked.

    "I didn't say anything. I think you are too tired. You should take a good rest. This restaurant has been open for a long time. Otherwise, you should find a lobby manager to take care of it for you, so you can save yourself from running back and forth. You are too tired."  , now your task is to take care of the old man."  Mo Xiaoyu sipped his tea and said.

    "You said lightly, where should I go to find this person, I don't know what to do and dare not use it, what if it is sent by the opponent, the signboard is difficult to stand up, if you want to smash the signboard, it is very easy  ".  Mei Yunyun said troubledly.

    "That's not bad. Hey, just now the old man didn't know what happened. He told me to come over at night when I was free, and he wanted to teach me a few dishes. What does that mean? You want me to be your chef?" Mo Xiaoyu  joked.

    "Really? Then you study hard, and come to me as a chef after you learn it. I just don't know if the hand holding the pen can lift the iron pot."  Mei Yunyun said, looking at Mo Xiaoyu's hand.

    Indeed, the hands that work are different from those that don¡¯t. Every time Mo Xiaoyu goes back to his hometown, his uncles and aunts will say, look at Xiaoyu¡¯s hands, they look like a little girl¡¯s, with delicate skin and tender flesh  , and those of his cousins, their hands look like iron pincers because of their work.

    "Try it and see if you can move the pot."  Mo Xiaoyu was not far from Mei Yunyun, so he stretched out his hand and let Mei Yunyun touch it.

    It should be said that this kid is getting bolder and bolder. When he was with Luo Jia before, it was better for Luo Jia to take the initiative, but now it is better. The means of picking up girls are getting more and more, and there is no trace.

    I don't know if Mei Yunyun pretended not to know, or if she just thought that way, she really reached out and took Mo Xiaoyu's hand, smoothed his palm, and then slid her hand back and forth on his hand  , Mo Xiaoyu suddenly had a feeling of being fooled, crap, are you the one who molested or the one being molested?  This moment is a bit messy.

    "Actually, if my dad and I were always running here and there, I would also like to learn art. My favorite thing is to draw, but my dad said it was useless and couldn't make a living, so he wouldn't let me learn it. He thought  Asking you to cook, it seems that I am afraid that you will have nothing to eat in the future."  Mei Yunyun laughed.

    "Really? The old man is so kind to me that he is willing to give me a bite of food. By the way, sister Mei, what is your major?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "Accounting, my father said that this major can make a living. What I don't like the most is calculation, so I just let me study accounting."  Mei Yunyun said helplessly.

    After hearing this, Mo Xiaoyu said, "Well, actually my major is computer, but I have changed my career now, and I don't like it, but I can't help it. Computers can't make a living, but this painting can make a living. I'm going to open a gallery. You  how do you feel?"

    "Open a gallery? Are you okay, are you selling your paintings or someone else's?" Mei Yunyun asked.

    "Anyone can do it, and whoever makes money sells it."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    He thought it over, since Ding Anyi's gallery can't continue, he will take it over. Although he doesn't paint many paintings now, he must have a decent source of money.  Any business, how to deal with those shady money?

    "I can't see that you have an economic mind?" Mei Yunyun laughed.

    "It's okay, yes, sister Mei, after my gallery opens, you can be my accountant and help me do the accounting every month, is it okay?"

    "It's a piece of cake, but how about drawing me a picture for free when the time comes?"He is a literary youth, but Mei Wenwen advocates applying what he has learned. He thinks that things like music and art cannot make a living, so he firmly disagrees with letting his daughter take this as a career.

    "This is also a piece of cake, but, Sister Mei, I think my level may not be enough. You are so beautiful, I am afraid that you will be painted ugly."  Mo Xiaoyu's inadvertent words raised Mei Yunyun to the sky, flattery is the most comfortable.

    "Then you should study hard, and then draw for me after you have learned it."

    "Sister Mei, can I ask a question?" Mo Xiaoyu scratched her head and said.

    "What? Tell me?"

    "Sister Mei, why do you like to wear cheongsam so much? Look, it's cold now, and you still wear it like this. Isn't it cold?" Mo Xiaoyu said, looking at Mei Yunyun's body, the fiery eyes seemed to make her  This cheongsam is roasted, and its exquisite and charming figure is fascinating.

    "When I was young, my father said that I looked good in a cheongsam, because my mother also liked to wear a cheongsam, and my father said that I looked very similar to my mother in a cheongsam."  Mei Yunyun said with a blushing face.

    "Oh, it turns out that's the case."  Mo Xiaoyu nodded, thoughtfully.

    Ding Anyi's gallery was in a mess. The owner of the shop was looking for someone to clean it up and was about to rent it out again. Mo Xiaoyu parked his car on the side of the road and walked in.

    "Sir, are you going to rent a house?" The landlord asked when Mo Xiaoyu came in.

    "Is this house yours?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "Yes, that's right. It turned out to be a gallery. The contract has expired. I'll pack it up and rent it out. What do you want to do business, this Chunxi Road is the most prosperous place in this area, where you can do a lot of business" Fang  The master saw that Mo Xiaoyu was interested in the store, so he couldn't help but introduced it endlessly.

    "But how did I hear that this house is still three years away?" Mo Xiaoyu looked around, almost smashed it, and turned to the owner who was following behind.

    Upon hearing this, the homeowner knew that Mo Xiaoyu was not here to rent the house, and probably knew the original tenant, so he couldn't help asking, "Do you know Ding Anyi, sir?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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