Chapter 165 The Most Miserly Girl in History

"I said little sister, do you want to worry about whether we can eat or not?"

Seeing that the waiter at the food stall interrupted Li Changheng's mood of picking dishes, the mouse immediately said dissatisfiedly, "Are you worried that the Sirs won't pay?"

Unexpectedly, although the little girl with long hair didn't nod directly, her eyes and expression were no different from nodding directly.

"Fucking me", Mouse Ming just scolded, but was stopped by Chen Xijiu with his eyes.

Then I saw that Li Changheng had turned his head sideways to look at the order girl who had kept her head down, her long hair covering most of her cheeks.

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Shuo Ming and Chen Xijiu looked at each other excitedly and expectantly.

Lei Luo and Lan Jiang wanted to find a suitable woman and introduce them to Li Changheng. They had told Chen Xijiu, Shu Ming and other confidants this morning.

But how can it be so easy to find a girl who meets the aesthetics of ghosts and is knowledgeable, beautiful, quiet or special?

Chen Xijiu even offered a reward to the nine wives, whoever found a suitable candidate would be rewarded with 50,000 yuan directly.

But I didn't expect that things are often so unexpected, and the headache-provoking tasks are solved by themselves.

If the little ghost Henry really likes this little girl, then Lei Luo and Lan Jiang will definitely jump for joy.

Then things went as they both hoped, and Li Changheng was sure that the familiar face in front of him was exactly what he had imagined.

He actually asked, "What's your name?"

Probably because the suit he was wearing was not as baggy as it was in this era, coupled with his handsome and sunny appearance, it made the little girl who ordered dishes blush all of a sudden.

Covering his face with the menu, he peeked at Li Changheng several times with his big eyes.

Then he whispered, "Ruan, Ruan Mei".

Well, when I heard the name, I looked at the 18-year-old girl who looked like Zhou Xiaomin.

Li Changheng easily thought of the extreme miserliness in "Big Times", who could save so much that he couldn't bear to throw away the leftovers that had gone bad overnight.

In the end, I got a woman who was sick and had to be hospitalized.

It seems that it was said on TV that this woman is good at cooking, apart from what her mother and grandmother taught her, it is probably because of her experience working in a food stall.

Thinking of the girl's extreme frugality, Li Changheng couldn't help laughing and teasing, "Then how many dishes do you think are suitable for 16 of us?"

"Of course it's 8 dishes." After speaking, Ruan Mei covered her mouth and shook her head again and again.

Guilty glanced at the big partner boss who was cooking, then peeked at Li Changheng, and said in a low voice, "Yes, why don't you order another rice, and order the dishes according to the dishes you just mentioned?"

"Let's have steamed grouper, typhoon shelter crab and fried beef river."

Now not only Ruan Mei, the order girl, but also Li Changheng, a foreigner, was surprised.

Even Chen Xijiu, Shuo Ming, Zhang Tianzhi, etc., who grew up in Spice Harbor or lived for many years, were surprised that Li Changheng could order typhoon shelter crabs and fried beef river.

The food in the typhoon shelter is very famous in the future, but in this era, it is just the home-cooked food of the bottom boat households.

People who are not familiar with Spice Harbor may not even know what a typhoon shelter is, let alone the food made by the boatman himself.

But he didn't know that Li Changheng was only thinking about Dingxie at this time, and in the six months before the stock market crash in a certain year in the future, Dingxie would be so lucky that he could win 8 games in a row when buying a horse.

When buying lottery tickets, you can be so lucky that you can win the first prize casually. Even during the stock market crash, all speculators in the market lost money, and he alone bought and sold hundreds of millions.

This made Li Changheng, who personally created a pound crisis that should not have occurred at all, instantly lose the worry that the future may have changed.

Staring at Ding Crab from now on, it is very likely to avoid the stock market crash and make a fortune again.

As for the black charcoal head named Fang Zhanbo in the big era, let's not say how powerful he is.

But no matter how accurate and powerful this protagonist is in terms of finance and market judgment.

In the end, how much money can you earn compared to the last stock market crash?

Moreover, the extremely frugal Ruan Mei in front of her may be the best housekeeper.

For the land exchange of the Tongzilou, a person who can care about even a penny is needed to be in charge of checking the accounts.

However, it is impossible for Li Changheng to mention this to Ruan Mei directly.

After eating a few mouthfuls of the nostalgic dry fried beef river, I decided in my heart that I will come to this food stall for supper when I have time in the future.

After going back and forth for a long time, I can naturally get acquainted with Ruan Mei.

After supper, the mouse made a phone call and called the people from the ferry company again.

Take Li Changheng's car back to the pier in Kowloon by ferry.

On the way back to the hotel, Li Changheng, who thought that it was not a problem for him to stay in the hotel all the time, patted the back of the passenger seat.

He said to Zhang Tianzhi who turned his head, "Starting tomorrow, you call Chen Xijiu or Shuo Ming to help me find the best villa or a large Chinese-style courtyard."

"Understood, boss."

After Zhang Tianzhi finished speaking, Li Changheng smiled and said, "I'll give you a monthly salary of 200 pounds, how about it?"

"This..." Zhang Tianzhi, who had no experience with British pounds and US dollars, scratched his head in embarrassment, "Boss, you should just tell me how much your monthly salary is in Hong Kong dollars."

"3200".

"so much!"

Zhang Tianzhi suddenly felt that working for the rich was indeed more profitable than pulling rickshaws and playing black boxing.

At this time, the salary of the working class in Spice Harbor is generally between 200 and 600, and 3200 per month is equal to the income of at least 5 or 6 white-collar workers.

With an annual income of nearly 40,000, let alone supporting one child to study, it is no problem to raise ten.

For a moment, Zhang Tianzhi had a feeling in his heart that his ability was not in vain, let alone the idea of ​​being underestimated.

If Li Changheng really sent his son Zhang Feng to study in London, maybe Zhang Tianzhi would really help him block the bullet.

Back at the hotel, tip the driver £10 after a busy day.

Another 10,000 Hong Kong dollars was given to Zhang Tianzhi as the activity fee, and Li Changheng ignored the two excited men, took the elevator back to his room, washed up and fell asleep.

At nine o'clock the next morning, while having breakfast in the restaurant of the Peninsula Hotel, standing behind Li Changheng was Zhang Tianzhi in a suit, white shirt and tie.

Zhang Tianzhi, who had already replaced himself as a bodyguard, didn't think there was anything wrong with standing behind Li Changheng and guarding him.

On the contrary, Li Changheng, who thinks after decades, is really not used to being watched by others while eating.

"Master Zhang, you should have breakfast with me."

Li Changheng pointed to the surroundings and continued to persuade, "This is the Peninsula Hotel, so there will be no problem with safety."

Afterwards, Zhang Tianzhi and Zhang Tianzhi, who had a grateful look in his eyes, had breakfast together, when Edward walked in with a bad complexion.

PS: Everyone, how is Zhou Xiaomin?