Wear to the time when the male god was young [MTL] [NO EDIT]

When the top beam is crooked , the bottom beam will be crooked.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for the Fang family.

After listening to Lu Ning's explanation of the whole story, Song Chunmei and Fang Zhigang were not so scared that they fainted, but it was not much better than fainting.

Song Chunmei looked at the rental contract and business license that her son had placed on the coffee table, and her name was clearly on it.

She looked at the envelope of money handed over by Zhou Jiayu - she was very familiar with this money, and she had counted it and handed it to the other party in person these days.

She felt her mind go blank, because this matter was completely beyond her imagination.

After a long time, she suddenly grabbed her husband's arm and shouted: "Old Fang, pinch me to see if I am dreaming."

Fang Zhigang pinched her very cooperatively: "Pinch me too."

After the two pinched each other hard, the pain from their bodies confirmed that they were not dreaming.

"Let me think it through." Song Chunmei took a deep breath and raised her hand to calm herself down. "Ningning, you said that you took the money that your uncle Fang was going to give to the factory director out of the cigarette box and opened Meiji behind our back?"

Lu Ning smiled and nodded: "I don't want to see you give the money away and let it go down the drain. But the store was able to open thanks to the help of Brother Jiayu and others."

Song Chunmei asked again: "So the situation now is that the three thousand yuan did not go down the drain, but became a restaurant? Meiji is not opened by Jiayu, but our family's restaurant?"

Zhou Jiayu smiled and said: "Aunt Song, don't blame Lu Ning for hiding it from you. He didn't want you to worry. He will tell you when the store is on track."

Lu Ning nodded: "I just got the business license today and I just came back. Seeing that you are so worried about being laid off, I quickly told you so that you don’t have to worry about money. "

Zhou Jiayu looked at the family of three, and after making sure that no shocking accidents would happen, he stood up and said goodbye with a smile: "Aunt Song, Uncle Fang, my mission ends here. You work hard, and I wish Meiji's business will become more and more prosperous."

Song Chunmei was stunned for a moment, then reacted and quickly stood up to see him off: "Oh, it's a good thing that you helped, otherwise Ningning would have been left alone. I don't know what would have happened."

Zhou Jiayu smiled: "We just contributed our efforts, and the ideas were all thought up by Lu Ning." He then gave Lu Ning a meaningful look and said, "I'm not saying Aunt Song, but your Ningning's little brain is really unmatched by most people."

Lu Ning: "..." Thank you for your compliment!

After sending Zhou Jiayu away, Song Chunmei quickly closed the door, pulled Lu Ning back to sit on the sofa, patted his shoulders twice in a bluffing manner, and her face was twisted into a ball, not knowing whether to cry or laugh: "You kid, you didn't discuss such a big thing with us!"

Lu Ning said: "Let me discuss with you, will you use the money for the gift to buy the store?"

Song Chunmei and Fang Zhigang looked at each other and touched their noses at the same time.

Lu Ning held his mother's arm: "Mom, don't think too much, just run the store seriously in the future. You are the boss of Meiji now. The store is not full of staff. If uncle is really laid off, it's just right to help the store."

Fang Zhigang smiled and said: "I don't have much work on hand now, I will go to the store to help tomorrow."

Song Chunmei finally calmed down a little, picked up the business license on the table, looked at her name on it, touched it lovingly, and took out the money in the envelope and counted it carefully. The total is 2,400, and there are still a few hundred left in the store to pay for the ingredients and for the change.