Jiang Ming was still wondering why the system has not assigned him tasks for so long.

Thinking about it now, it was because he deviated from the main line... he would not take the Erwuzi path.

The system is called the Undercover System, so naturally it will not recognize its business path.

So what?

I am not alive to get the system recognized. As long as the incineration mechanism is not enabled, I will do whatever I like.

"Cousin, is this a coincidence?"

"What a coincidence, I came to find you."

Song Shichang was very straightforward, "There is something that needs to be discussed with you."

"Okay, let's talk about it when you go up to my house."

Jiang Ming took Song Shichang to his small broken apartment.

Song Shichang looked at the moldy walls and the light rail railway with extremely noisy outside the window and frowned slightly.

"Did my uncle immigrate only leave you with such a place?"

"My dad left nothing for me." Jiang Ming said truthfully, "I rented this apartment myself."

Song Shichang heard about this incident with Jiang Ming and his parents, and he thought that the whole family would have been in trouble for a few months.

Now it seems that both sides are playing real.

"Well, to some extent, I envy you very much and didn't follow the route planned by my parents."

Jiang Ming sneered in his heart.

md, he is obviously a fool who is rich and doesn't want it, but he can still be described as so sunny and determined.

"Cousin, what's the matter with me?"

"I heard you are going to enter the catering industry?"

Jiang Ming was slightly stunned: "You know all this?"

"Of course, I, Song Shichang, can eat well in Hong Kong because of my knowledge.

You know if you change the boss when Lingtong goes to the temple street, a broken steamed bun shop has changed?

What a scam.

"What kind of catering industry is a steamed bun shop." Jiang Ming said modestly.

If you think about it carefully, it doesn’t seem to be humble at all, it’s just a steamed bun shop.

"I'll stop talking nonsense, my relatives." Wang Shichang picked up a box and placed it in front of Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming estimated the weight of the box and frowned and said, "It won't be another box of money..."

Wang Shichang smiled confidently and opened the box.

Oh, not money.

It's gold...

Jiang Ming was a little dizzy.

"What does this mean?"

"Download." Song Shichang took out a gold bar and wandered in front of Jiang Ming. "I have carefully investigated this steamed bun shop and felt it was promising."

After hearing this, Jiang Ming didn't know whether to cry or cry.

"Cousin, if you really investigated it, you should know that the steamed bun shop... will have a future?"

Song Shichang coughed twice in embarrassment.

Of course he had investigated. When he learned what Jiang Ming had recruited for the steamed bun shop, he laughed and fell down from the second floor.

To put it bluntly, the chef in the shop is just an acrobatic, holding the dough high and low every day.

Such people are all in a circus and they look better than her.

The so-called marketing director is a real estate agent who often tricks ignorant bosses into buying haunted units, and they cannot get on the table at all.

The counter is suspected to be Jiang Ming’s future mother-in-law, a gambler, and asked her to take care of the money. No matter how much she earns, she won’t give it to her Ma Pavilion in the end.

As for the legal counsel, it is a ruthless man. The problem is... if the bean order is a steamed bun shop, can the neighbors buy steamed buns at a 20% discount and have to go big?

A broken steamed bun shop with three wastes and one large amount of material...

Cousin, you are idiot...

"Well... don't ask for a way out for heroes. Sometimes, when some people who seem very incompatible come together, they will have unexpected chemical reactions." Song Shichang said hypocritically.

"So...you want to invest?"

"Yes, I pay the money, you are responsible for the management, with 400 shares, we strive to open 200 branches in Hong Kong Island within half a year!"

If it were a second person, no matter how the pie was smashed from the sky, I would like to say it if I agree.

But the system's tasks have already made Jiang Ming understand that my cousin has other plans.

Isn’t it just to ensure that Zhao Guomin is guilty of another way to protect Yang Qianer?

Jiang Ming curled his lips: "Cousin, you also said that everyone is a relative, so you should be more straightforward."

Song Shichang himself thought this reason was too unreliable and did not expect Jiang Ming to believe it.

"I want you to stay in my house for a month and protect my girlfriend until she goes to court, no, until Zhao Guomin is convicted."

really...

Song Shichang sighed inwardly: "Things in the bathroom... Although you overreacted a little, the facts prove that your judgment of Zhao Guomin is correct. He really dares to kill someone to silence him."

That's right, otherwise the system will not assign new tasks.

The question is...whether it is...

Jiang Ming thought for a while and decided not to make a decision.

"Cousin, how is my sister-in-law's recent situation?"

"Since you saved your life in the mall, you have been scared and stayed at home every day and never came out."

"Then...you should strengthen your home security, right?"

"Yes, I hired sixteen top bodyguards with high salary, but Yang Qian'er didn't like them and fired them all in less than a day. Now there are only two policemen who are protecting him."

Jiang Ming was shocked: "All fired? Including the one from the north?"

"North?"

"Yes, you don't have to rely on your relationship. Come back from the north with a top bodyguard?"

"Yes!" Song Shichang slapped his head and said suddenly, "Why didn't I expect this day to go north tomorrow, so I must try it!"

No need to try it. With the contributions of the three generations of the Xu family to the country, it will not take a minute to send a bodyguard.

However, everything in the north has to apply for approval and approval procedures. It should take several days before Xu Zhengyang arrives at Hong Kong Island.

During the time when he was not here, Yang Qian'er was in danger...

The little kindness in Jiang Ming's heart began to cause trouble again.

Plus a box of gold in front of you.

Plus two hundred branches.

Adding 4,000 redemption points, together with the balance, is just enough to unlock the Spell Mall...

In addition, I have a trump card in my hand.

The horizontal and vertical steamed bun shop will need one month to decorate, otherwise I will go and die?

"Okay, my relatives, I will definitely help if I can help."

Jiang Ming thought for a while and then said, "But I have a few requests."

"you say."

"First, except for the people sent by the police to protect, please do not invite other bodyguards."

Song Shichang smiled bitterly: "I want to invite Qian'er to do this, but I won't let you go."

"Second, prepare an office and several bedrooms for me at home. Tian Zaixin Mantou Shop is in the preparation stage. I often have to hold meetings with shareholders. If it is too late, don't let shareholders go home."

It's just an excuse...it's mainly to give the ace an excuse to stay in the villa.

Amei is Jiang Ming’s trump card.

With her in charge, Wang Jianjun and others should not be the opponent...

"Of course there is no problem with this. I will participate when I have time. I will give you some advice."

After hesitating for a while, Song Shichang said Xuxuly: "Cousin, I have a request, too."

"you say."

"That...you also know Qian'er's temper."

"I understand, I will inevitably be sarcastic this month, right?"

"No, on the contrary, since the mall, Qian'er's attitude towards you...what to say... plus I'm almost not at home for the next month...so..."

Song Shichang said one left and one right, but never explained it clearly.

A short while later, his eyes suddenly became fierce.

"Anyway, I only be your cousin, not your big cousin, do you understand?"
Chapter completed!