"I've eaten fruit dumplings before. It's very common in big cities, but we don't have many here. But you opened a little late, and they have already been there on the pedestrian street." Pei Yuze looked at Jiang Zhihao, who was busy inside, and asked: "
Is that your clerk?"
"It's my husband." Zhong Jiawei replied.
Pei Yuze was stunned for a moment. He was really unhappy at first when he was constantly rejected by Zhong Jiawei. But later he got more exposed to society and he figured it out.
A beautiful woman like Zhong Jiawei must be looking for a rich man. How could she fall in love with a poor boy like herself?
Therefore, Pei Yuze has been working very hard. He hopes that he can achieve something and make those who looked down on him regret it.
But he didn't expect that Zhong Jiawei got married, but not to a rich man.
Otherwise, how could I open a fruit fishing shop with my husband?
As for the few supercars parked at the door, Pei Yuze saw it and didn't take it seriously. There is no way a couple who make a living by driving fruit can afford a supercar, and he doesn't know which rich second generation
Came here to hang out.
Thinking of this, the grievances that Pei Yuze had suppressed for many years were suddenly released.
The goddess who made him unable to reach high no matter how hard he worked, actually fell into the human world, full of fireworks, which made Pei Yuze suddenly feel indescribable joy in his heart.
"By the way, where do you live now? If I have time, I will visit you at home later. After all, we are old classmates." Pei Yuze asked again.
"That side of Manjiang Road." Zhong Jiawei replied.
"Manjiang Road?" Pei Yuze thought for a moment: "Isn't that a house that was built many years ago? It hasn't been demolished yet?"
"No." Zhong Jiawei shook her head.
Pei Yuze laughed. The houses on Manjiang Road are not much better than the shantytowns on Xichang Road. At least the shantytowns are self-built houses of two to three hundred square meters. Although Manjiang Road is commercial housing, they are all sixty or seventy square meters.
It's a small apartment and has a history of at least thirty years.
Living in a house like this, you can imagine what kind of economic conditions the family has.
Pei Yuze's sense of superiority has been improved by several levels.
At this time, Jiang Zhihao noticed the man at the door, so he came over from the bar and asked, "What's wrong?"
Pei Yuze looked at him and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Pei Yuze, Weiwei's high school classmate, and I happened to pass by here."
"Hello, sit down there." Jiang Zhihao invited him politely.
"No, there are a lot of things going on in the company, and I'm still waiting to meet a big customer. If this deal can be concluded, there will be at least millions of profits every year in the future." Pei Yuze said with a smile.