Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

By the time Jiang Xiaobai and others returned to the door of the store, it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening, almost ten o'clock.

Without Jiang Xiaobai's arrangements, Li Xiaoliu went back to the house and fetched two bottles of wine.

"Come on, let's drink a couple of sips each to warm up. After the car is unloaded, I'll invite everyone to dinner. Zhou Guomin will go and tell the restaurant to cook the meal quickly, warm the wine, and make a pot of ginger soup."

Jiang Xiaobai ordered.

"Okay." Zhou Guomin responded, turned and walked towards the small restaurant in the alley not far away.

Although the small restaurant should be closed at this time, Jiang Xiaobai and the others are tired and hungry, and if they don't eat something warm, they may be sick tomorrow.

The wine bottles were worn in the hands of everyone, and the two bottles of Erguotou were wiped out by everyone in a circle.

I also felt the heat on my body, Jiang Xiaobai said, and everyone started to unload the car.

On the other side, when Zhou Guomin came to the small restaurant, needless to say, the small restaurant was closed, and the lights in the room were all off. It was obvious that he was resting.

"Bang bang bang." Zhou Guomin stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Uncle Zhang,"

"Boy Zhou, what's the matter?"

"Uncle Zhang, we will pick up the goods in the afternoon. We just came back and haven't eaten yet," Zhou Guomin said.

There was silence in the room for a while. Obviously, after being disturbed to sleep in the winter, no one was in a good mood.

Then the lights in the room came on, there was a sound of footsteps, and the door was opened?

"Come in, how many people are eating, what do you want to cook?"

Uncle Zhou greeted that Jiang Xiaobai and the others ate with them all day long, and they were their biggest customers.

Although Da Dong had already fallen asleep at night and didn't want to get up, but when Jiang Xiaobai and his big client came, he still got up and greeted him warmly.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Uncle Zhang, I asked you to wake up so late. There are more than 20 of us in total, try to make it as rich as possible. Warm a few bottles of good wine and boil a pot of ginger soup." Zhou Guomin explained.

"It's okay." Uncle Zhang listened to the number of people eating at Jiang Xiaobai's side, and the enthusiasm he had pretended to be sincere all of a sudden.

If it's just cooking for one or two people, getting up at night, cooking on fire, and not earning much money, no one will be in a good mood.

But there are twenty or so people, according to Jiang Xiaobai's usual consumption, then tonight, excluding the cost of ingredients, he can earn at least 10 yuan.

Jiang Xiaobai ate at his place at noon, and there were quite a few people there. He earned more than ten yuan, and another ten yuan at night.

Coupled with the scattered customers, this day, I can make a net profit of more than 30 yuan.

What is this tiring?

"Damn it, get up and pick up... Cooking?" Old Zhang was so excited that he almost didn't call out the word pick up.

"Deng Xiaofang, you haven't come home yet?" Jiang Xiaobai and others carried the goods into the store only to find that the waiter Deng Xiaofang was still there.

"Well, there's nothing wrong at home. It doesn't matter if you haven't returned home after picking up the goods, so I didn't leave." Deng Xiaofang said.

"Okay, then help me organize the goods." Jiang Xiaobai nodded, keeping it in mind.

Half an hour had passed by the time Jiang Xiaobai and the others put the goods on the third floor.

It was past 10 o'clock in the evening, Chen Zhengyue and other decoration workers, old Yu the first-class truck master, and Jiang Xiaobai and others were all exhausted.

Even Deng Xiaofang was sweating profusely.

After washing up a bit, Jiang Xiaobai paid the cart master's wages directly.

Holding three yuan in their hands, the cart masters all showed smiles on their faces.

Although I had been busy all night, my work was not in vain.

As far as pulling people every day, it costs about one yuan a day. If you are unlucky sometimes, you can’t earn even one yuan.

And in half a day today, I earned three yuan.

"Let's go and have a meal." Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand and said.

When we arrived at the small restaurant, looking at the table full of meat dishes and rice, we had a climax.

Even Old Yutou, the leader of the cart master, swallowed.

"Aunt Zhang, where's the ginger soup? Is it ready?" Jiang Xiaobai yelled towards the kitchen in the back room while beckoning the dazed people to sit down.

"Okay." Aunt Zhang came out with a large bowl of ginger soup and gave everyone a bowl.

Old Yu picked up the ginger soup and drank it, but his eyes were fixed on the food on the table.

"Pfft." Old Yu just drank it and spit it out again. He was only thinking about the rich food on the table, and he didn't notice that the ginger soup was too hot.

Not only Lao Yutou, but also several other cart masters. Even during the holidays, the meals at home are not so rich.

Plates of meat dishes and bowls of juicy rice made them salivate secretly.

How long has it been since I had a meal like this, oh, it seems like never.

At this moment, Uncle Zhang also brought up the warm wine and opened it for everyone.

The scent of wine rushed into everyone's nostrils again, making it even more unbearable.

No matter how hot the ginger soup was, everyone couldn't wait any longer. They just wanted to drink the ginger soup quickly and then start the banquet.

Old Yutou thought about it secretly, maybe the two tables of meals would cost no more than 30 yuan.

But Lao Yutou didn't postpone it either. In the past, after finishing work for the owner of a rich family, what happened to enjoying a table of noodles.

"Just four words, eat well and drink well." Under Jiang Xiaobai's expectant eyes, everyone started to fight as soon as he finished speaking.

After the meal, the snow fell even more.

"It's snowing heavily, if you don't want to go back, you can just lay the floor in the store if you don't mind." Jiang Xiaobai said looking at the heavy snow outside.

"It's okay, I'll take my leave." All the truck masters left one after another, and Lao Yu was the only one left.

"That's a good relationship. I'm alone in my house. It's not like if they don't go home and someone is worried, I just sleep here. Your floor tiles are cleaner than my bed."

Old Yutou said, with an indescribably lonely tone.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, and asked Zhou Guomin to carry a quilt for the old man, then turned and said to Deng Xiaofang.

"Do you want to go home or can you sleep here? If you sleep here, go to my office and spend the night, and I will arrange someone to take you home?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Then I'll sleep in the store overnight. I don't need to go to your office to live up to it. I'll just go to the financial office." Deng Xiaofang said.

"How can I do that? I have a bed in the office, you can just go to sleep, here is the office key." Jiang Xiaobai said and threw the key to Deng Xiaofang.

The bed in his office was also newly bought, and it had always been on the floor before.

As for throwing the key to Deng Xiaofang, it is to make the girl sleep at ease.

Fortunately, there was heating in the room, so no one caught a cold when they woke up the next morning.

Jiang Xiaobai began to take people to make final preparations in the store, sorting the goods and loading them into the store.

It is also necessary to study how to match clothes, so that people's desire to buy can be further aroused.