The girl's hands were very soft and delicate, with a little coolness on her fingertips, which was a very strange feeling, as if she could reach the depths of her heart, making her feel a little bit vague.

What surprised Song Beicheng even more was that the little girl knew about handshake gifts. Not only did she know, but she also knew very well. She only half held her palm and quickly released after a light grip. She was both polite and not embarrassed. It was so just right that she seemed to have undergone professional training.

If the other party is a famous lady, it would be fine, but the other party is just a noodle seller...

After letting go, Ni Yan continued, "I wonder if Boss Song is coming to find me?"

Song Beicheng spoke slowly, "Ms. Ni should be very clear about Song's purpose."

In fact, compared to the title of "Miss", "comrade" is a little more popular in this era, but because Song Beicheng is a businessman and an international one, his thoughts are much ahead of the Chinese.

Ni Yan is a smart person, so she naturally knows what Song Beicheng means. She opened her red lips lightly and refused politely: "Thank you, Boss Song, for your kindness, but Boss Song is doing it for that matter, I have to say sorry. I am afraid I will let you down."

Song Beicheng curled his lips and smiled slightly, "Ms. Ni really won't think about it anymore?"

Ni Yan shook her head slightly, her tone was simple, "No need."

Song Beicheng's eyes narrowed and said warmly: "I heard that Miss Ni's business is very good. People come to queue up every morning. Song calculated roughly. If Miss Ni could sell 600 bowls of noodles every morning, each bowl of noodles costs 30 cents, then, with the cost, Miss Ni's daily income is about 180 yuan, and in a month it is 5,400 yuan. In this way, the monthly salary of 100 yuan that Song had previously offered was indeed a little less..."

I didn't know before, but I was shocked when I calculated it!

Although this little girl is young, she is quite capable of making money!

No wonder I didn’t like my monthly salary of 100 yuan before.

It seems that this person does not love money, but that he has not satisfied her appetite.

Song Beicheng looked at Ni Yan and then said, "Before, Song was not sincere enough. Song apologized to Miss Ni here. Now Song is willing to hire Miss Ni with twice the current monthly income of Miss Ni. I wonder what Miss Ni wants?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Gongcheng was shocked.

Double the income?

Second Master just said that Ni Yan’s monthly income is 5,400 yuan.

What is that twice?

Li Gongcheng calculated in his heart, and after finding the answer, he looked at Ni Yan in shock, his eyes full of incredibleness.

Ni Yan is just selling bowls of noodles. Can she really earn 5,400 per month?

And the second master...

He really wants to use more than 10,000 yuan to hire a chef who makes noodles?

If the second master is not joking, he must be crazy!

Even if you have money, you can't stand it!

Ni Yan's face was still faint, not even a trace of turmoil. "Sorry, Boss Song, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I still said the same thing."

Not to mention ten thousand yuan, even if it costs 100,000 yuan a month, Ni Yan would not consider it.

The monthly salary offered by Song Beicheng is indeed very attractive, but she has her own ideals and ambitions. Working for others and getting a stable salary is not suitable for her.

However, having said that, Song Beicheng is indeed willful enough and is willing to hire a chef for ten thousand yuan.

Sure enough, no matter what era the proportion of the rich and the poor is seriously unbalanced.

Some people are still bargaining for a dime bun, and the rich have been willing to spend tens of thousands of dollars to hire a chef to satisfy their verbal desires.

She doesn't understand the world of rich people.

However, the laws of survival will not change.

Destiny will not treat those who work hard, and time will give you everything you want.

Ni Yan never believed in fate or anyone, she only believed in herself.

"Reject?" Song Beicheng frowned slightly, a little displeasure flashed in his eyes, and then he spoke, "Ms. Ni, this salary is really not low. Looking at the entire capital, I am afraid that only I, Song, is willing to hire you for tens of thousands of dollars."

Not satisfied with ten thousand yuan, this little girl looks so well-behaved, but she didn't expect her appetite to be so big.

Ni Yan smiled faintly, "Boss Song, you misunderstood. This is not a matter of money..."

Before Ni Yan could finish a sentence, Song Beicheng continued, "Twenty thousand!"

He doesn't believe it, and there are still people who can't handle it with money!

Ni Yan's eyebrows were as usual, "Boss Song, I have already said it very clearly. This is not a matter of money. Even if you add 100,000 and 200,000 today, I won't..."

"Fifty thousand." Song Beicheng then spoke, his tone as plain as if money was just a number in his eyes...

Song Beicheng has always been accustomed to being arrogant. He has even settled tricky foreigners in the business world. Could it be that he can't even settle a little girl?

Men all have bad habits, and they are born to like to conquer!

Conquer everything.

Ni Yan smiled slightly and said bluntly: "I don't have any comments. Boss Song, I have something to do, so I won't be with you." After the words came, she lifted the small stool and walked towards the shop next door.

"Miss Ni," Song Beicheng stepped up his long legs and directly reached out to block Ni Yan's way. "I'm very serious now, not kidding you."

Ni Yan raised his eyes slightly, "I didn't joke with you anymore. Boss Song, I think you should understand one thing."

Song Beicheng frowned slightly, "What's the reason?"

Ni Yan curled her lips and smiled slightly, and said word by word: "I am willing to buy a thousand gold coins."

After saying that, he walked around Songbeicheng and walked over there.

Song Beicheng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly followed Ni Yan's footsteps.

Li Gongzhi was stunned on this side.

He never expected Ni Yan to refuse...

That's a total of 50,000!

The money that ordinary people can't make for several years...

Here at the shop.

Liu Wei sat in front of the door reading a book as usual. When he saw Ni Yan coming, he quickly stood up, his eyes full of smiles. However, when he saw the man in a suit and tie following Ni Yan, the smile in his eyes dimmed again.

Not only did the man give birth to tall Daying, but he was so majestic that he looked like a man and a man. When he walked with Ni Yan, he felt like a man and a woman was beautiful. For a moment, Liu Wei felt ashamed of himself.

But he didn't understand a little. How could such an excellent man fall in love with Ni Yan?

Apart from being a little more beautiful, Ni Yan doesn’t seem to have any other advantages, right?

No education, no family background...

Maybe, they are not the kind of relationship they imagined.

Thinking of this, Liu Wei felt much better. He walked to Ni Yan and took the bench in her hand, "Ni Yan, you are here."

"Yeah." Ni Yan nodded slightly, and did not hand the bench in his hand to him, but said, "I can do it myself."

What should I say? Her relationship with Liu Wei has not been good enough to let him take a bench for him.

Liu Wei's expression changed slightly, and he continued: "Ni Yan, is this comrade your friend?"
Chapter completed!