The Kid Is A Little Polite, But Not Much!

photographer at this time.

He was humming a little tune and scrubbing his snack cart.

Wash and wash.

The photographer seems to have reacted.

He murmured to himself, and asked the question to the air that he had finally realized.

"Speaking of which, how to develop cold noodles nationwide? There are also foreign industries...I think foreigners...maybe, probably, probably won't like to eat cold noodles."5

Photographers are really worried.

All his sorrow was written on his face.

The photographer just squatted down.

Su Ming, who is thinking about whether to make extra money.

Step forward slowly.

He tapped the photographer on the shoulder.

Used the maximum effort.

The photographer grinned in pain.

Even the wound at the corner of his mouth was pulled.

No reason.

Because this little brat shot the side with the cast.

Su Ming said seriously: "One can't live without dreams and pursuits! Baking cold noodles is also a great undertaking. It inherits history and has full characteristics. It is a spiritual intangible cultural heritage!

The photographer was a little stunned.

Aunt Jane was also inexplicably attracted to her attention.

Su Ming continued: "And you, Wang Ziyan! Will carry forward this technology! Become the most outstanding one among the successors for thousands of years! The problems you see now are the ones you will overcome in the future. Target!

As soon as this word comes out.

It was very sudden.

The photographer was a little excited.

He opened his mouth to speak.

But Su Ming raised his hand.

motioned for him to remain silent for the time being.

"Is it an ordinary snack truck in front of you? No! In front of you is the key to open a brand new business empire, the cornerstone of your complete proof of your talent, and the origin that people will think of when they mention you hundreds of years later. Ah!" 5

blah blah blah.

Su Ming gushed endlessly and said a lot in one go.

This brainwashing was very effective.

The photographer was in tears.

right.

Su Ming was right.

He is the inheritor of the great technique of roasting cold noodles.

How can it be for the small difficulties in front of you.

Do you choose to question or doubt?

The photographer wiped away tears with the back of his hands.

He made a solemn promise: "I will work hard! I will not let the craft of baking cold noodles be buried"~!

Su Ming nodded approvingly.

Surprisingly.

Even Aunt Zhen on the side was infected by this atmosphere.

She immediately took out her wallet.

In addition to the discarded bank cards used for the facade.

There is also a huge sum of five hundred yuan.

Aunt Jane took out the money without hesitation.

Hand it to the photographer.

"This great cause, I am willing to share with you!

The two men held hands.

They were all excited about each other.

even.

Tears flowed down my face.

Su Ming watched all this quietly.

He raised his hand.

Start applauding!

——Clap clap clap clap clap!

【Popularity】+1+1+1+1+1+1…

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[Good guy, another lame!)

[Su Ming: What a good show. 】

[(covers face) Is it because Su Ming's ability to fool is too strong, or whether the staff of this show group are very...(thinking)]

[Woooooooo, I am a 996 programmer, I didn't know what the meaning of my life was until I heard Su Ming's words! I have decided to resign now, and I want to devote myself to the great cause of baking cold noodles !】

[… One-click inquiry of mental status. 】

[Upstairs upstairs, you have to be calm! Don't be impulsive! (Frightened)]

[I also feel that I have found the meaning of life, take me one! Let me also devote myself to this great cause! 】

【Isn’t this really a cross-talk? Don’t be too outrageous!】

in the next few hours.

Photographer and Aunt Jen.

Had a deep conversation about saving the cold noodle business.

Although it hasn't been discussed yet.

But the fire in their hearts has been ignited.

During this period.

Su Ming was hungry again.

Called the hotel restaurant and ordered a mediocre snowflake steak.

As for the money...

Of course he didn't pay for it!

The photographer and Aunt Jen scramble to pay for him.

No reason.

Just for Su Ming to point them out the right path in life!

Be reasonable.

Su Ming couldn't bear it anymore.

He couldn't help asking: "You...really decide to go sell cold noodles together?"

Su Ming used a fork to fork the steak all over.

Questions from the soul were issued.

"right!"

"No more persuasion!"

The two spoke in unison.

"That's fine.

Su Ming shrugged.

He bit down on the steak and chewed it.

He was persuaded.

What happened has nothing to do with him.

at the same time.

To open up a whole new business empire.

This pair of crouching dragon and phoenix chicks can't wait.

Under the witness of Su Ming.

The photographer and Aunt Jane packed up the snack cart.

They feel that life cannot be wasted!

Since you want to devote yourself to the cause, you must cherish every second!

"come on.

Su Ming gave blessings.

"Yes! We will become the most authentic inheritor of Baked Cold Noodles, and we will make it available to the world!"

Aunt Jane spoke very passionately.

It seems like now.

In front of them was no longer the food truck.

It is the business card of the World Gastronomy Association.

They are about to go out into the world!

The photographer and Aunt Zhen had blood on their faces.

As for their jobs...

It's not important anymore.

How much money can you earn by working for someone else a month?

The three photographers wanted to resign.

He left the camera in the hotel room.

Meteor striding outwards.

Su Ming wanted to remind them of something.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.

'~ Probably this is life, there are always some people who have more Waterloo.

He tapped his pocket full of bills.

Pleasantly turned over.

two hours later.

Su Ming was lying on the bed and was sleeping soundly.

the other side.

The director of the "Little Men" program group suddenly received a call.

It's from the city management office.

The other party: "There are two small vendors who sell cold noodles. They say they are from your program team, and they also gave their contact information."

"???"

The director's head buzzed.

The person on the other end of the phone continued: "But they are penniless, and the card can't be swiped. When do you think you will come to pay the fine? By the way, take the person back. 99

This time.

A lot of little stars appeared in front of the director's eyes.

But the difference is.

These little stars seem to have long faces.

smiling at him.

Why is this face so familiar?

The director recognized it carefully.

Oh……

It was Su Ming...

Boil!

The director was so angry that his blood pressure increased, and he fell on his back.

"Damn it! The director burps!"

Don't know who shouted in the office.

The program team was suddenly busy.

The director had his eyes closed.

suddenly opened again.

However.

He had very severe hallucinations.

The staff who were concerned about him seemed to have disappeared.

Everyone turned into Su Ming's appearance.

Form a circle and smile at him.

"Gan, why are there so many Su Ming...

Finish saying this.

The director's head tilted.

Completely stunned.

And the culprit at this time, Su Ming.

He also turned over and tugged at the quilt.

Sleeping thief is fucking sweet and sweet!