Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

This would make his relationship with Jiang Ermao unpleasant.

Instead of this, it would be better for everyone to make money. Jiang Ermao could also help him collect the goods.

Who would have thought that this young man would not give the goods to Jiang Ermao, but took the goods to the Hollywood Hotel.

I heard that some time ago, this guy named Jiang Han sent a lot of good things to the Hollywood Hotel.

This harms his interests.

Boss Qian was still smiling. "I thought you were like the other villagers, selling some clams to me. I don't have time for that kind of stuff. It's different now that you have a large shipment. Just send it to me directly from now on, and I'll give you a good price."

Jiang Han also smiled at Boss Qian. He originally wanted to refuse bluntly.

But considering that the Hollywood Hotel and the store he had acquired were next door to each other, harmony was paramount in business. It would be bad if his actions caused unpleasantness between the two families.

"Boss Qian, the restaurant owner's sister is my friend. I won't be purchasing my goods through normal channels."

Selling your own goods to your friends is no longer a simple relationship of profit.

At this moment, Meng Guo just came out of the restaurant, "Jiang Han, you are in town!"

"I didn't go home last night." Jiang Han winked at Meng Guo and said, "Talk to Boss Qian and ask if we can be friends."

Meng Guo patted Jiang Han on the shoulder and said, "We are not friends, then what is it?"

After she finished speaking, her little face turned red.

Boss Qian was stunned. Why did this look like a young couple flirting?

If they are in a relationship, it is normal to bring this young man to the restaurant.

Maybe because of their relationship, those things were half-sold and half-given away.

Boss Qian felt sad when he thought about it, and felt that he had lost a lot of money.

The smile on Boss Qian's face turned awkward. "You guys chat."

After saying this, he closed the shop, rode away on his electric scooter, and no one knew what he was busy with.

"Have you had breakfast? Do you want to join us?" Meng Guo blinked her big eyes and asked Jiang Han in a soft and cute voice.

Holiwang Hotel does not serve breakfast.

But sometimes, Jiang Han and Zhang Haidai want to have breakfast in their restaurant.

Meng Fei would also make seafood noodles or seafood fried rice for them.

There are definitely no things like steamed buns.

Jiang Han originally didn't plan to eat breakfast.

It has been like this for many years.

This breakfast is served sporadically, and it doesn’t seem to matter whether I eat it or not.

"I haven't eaten yet, let's go eat together."

There is a bun shop in the town.

In addition to selling steamed buns, they also sell pancakes, fried dough sticks, sesame balls and fried dumplings...

The boss didn't hire any outsiders, he only used his own family members.

Jiang Han hasn't eaten pancakes and fried dough sticks for a long time.

She asked the boss to serve a large pancake and fried dough sticks, plus a bowl of soy milk. Meng Guo ordered two large seafood buns in addition to the tofu pudding.

Jiang Han took a picture of the pancake and soy milk and posted it on his Moments.

The post was accompanied by the text: [I've been feeling a bit tired of seafood lately, so I'm going to try something light.]

At once, several classmates commented on his circle of friends.

[Hu Danzhen: I'll give you two minutes to delete this and repost it.]

Liu Bohong: You can get tired of eating seafood. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?

Tian Chengwen: Even though I'm a wealthy second-generation kid, my family only eats seafood a few times a month!

Yu He: Are you trying to stir up hatred?

【Ma Xiaomei: Envy.】

[Ma Xiaomei: Let’s eat seafood together again if there’s a chance (shameful face).]

……

Of course, Jiang Han couldn't delete this and repost it. He posted on WeChat Moments just to record his daily life.

Jiang Han was very satisfied with the breakfast. When Meng Guo wanted to pay, she found that her share had already been paid by Jiang Han.

"Thank you, Jiang Han." When Meng Guo smiled, there was a cute dimple on her cheek.

"Why are you being so polite to me? Every time you round up the money for me, it's enough for me to treat you to several breakfasts."