Wu Yali rushed to the gate of Zhongtian Clothing City and saw Wu Daguang sitting on the steps, looking at the passing pedestrians boredly. She was mixed in these crowds. Wu Daguang actually ignored her existence.

"Wu Daguang." Wu Yali shouted in a low voice. Until she appeared in front of Wu Daguang, Wu Daguang did not react at all, which made her a little unhappy.

Wu Daguang was shouted like this and his thoughts were pulled back from the sacred tour. Looking at Wu Yali's handsome face from bottom to top. In Wu Yali's undecorated face, he was a little fascinated by her untouched face. She had the beauty of a mature woman when she worked, and in private she had the playful and cuteness of a little girl.

Wu Yali was stared at by a man for the first time, and her smiling face turned red again: "Wu Daguang, what are you looking at? Is there anything on my face?" Wu Yali covered her face with her hands.

"No." Wu Daguang stood up from the steps and noticed that Wu Yali's face was flushing: "Why are your face red? Do you have a fever?" As a future person, why didn't he know that Wu Yali was blushing when he was staring at him? He just wanted to tease this little girl.

Wu Yali patted her face clumsyly, and her eyes shyly moved away from Wu Daguang, looking at the sun in the sky: "It should...it should be because the sun is too hot, so it's shining."

Wu Daguang smiled and said nothing, pointing at Zhongtian Clothing City: "I have three shops on it."

Wu Yali had not yet come to her senses from her heartbeat just now: "This place is good, I'm also in this shop."

"You have also bought it. How much does it cost per month?" Wu Daguang asked.

"Five hundred." It was 200 yuan less than Wu Daguang.

Before Wu Daguang asked, Wu Yali took the initiative to say: "My father and the person in charge of this shopping mall are friends. I want to come and open the store, so I told me to open it for two months first and then pay the money after two months. I was sorry, so I gave it according to the market price."

"Then where is your shop?" Wu Daguang asked.

"It's on the second floor, women's clothing will only be opened at the end of the month."

Wu Daguang patted his heart: "I'm relieved. I'm still thinking whether it's right or wrong to open a store here. Seeing that you've opened it here, it's definitely not wrong. Let's go, I'll take you to eat steak."

"Steak?" Wu Yali frowned. When she thought that a steak was enough for her to eat for a week, let alone Wu Daguang, she was only willing to eat it once a month.

"What's wrong? You have to spend money. This money is just paper in your hand. Spending it is called money. Only by spending it can you achieve the greatest value."

"But……"

"Why are you so stupid? Let's go." Wu Daguang urged Wu Yali like he urged Zhang Erlai.

Wu Yali once again became a living map. Wu Daguang's standards this time were higher. He didn't count the Western restaurants he found casually, so he had to have a lot of restaurants.

After two hours of going around, the two of them found a restaurant that satisfies Wu Daguang. The food city in the city, all the shops are open from 6 am to 10 pm. During this period, the customers are endless. The prices of dishes and the purchase prices of raw materials are several times higher. Those who can come to such places are middle-class people. Opening in such places is equivalent to consumers who have abandoned the price of ordinary people. Of course, consumers have a place to go. The reason why the food city is called the food city is that there are many street stalls and snack shops around it. Personally, I feel like a small colony of ants living at the foot of an elephant.

This place can be said to be a relatively large alley. One side of the alley leads to the long-distance bus station and the other side leads to the train station. The Food City is located between the two.

After a glimpse, Wu Daguang took Wu Yali into the largest Western restaurant. The decoration inside was European and American, elegant and gorgeous, and first-class, giving the dining people the illusion of aristocratic. Of course, Wu Daguang was not included. Whether it was before or now, the little civilian atmosphere on Wu Daguang was always there. This made him feel uncomfortable, as if a person who did not belong to this place had to stay here, which was awkward.

But Wu Yali didn't feel discomfort. She liked this kind of place very much. In her heart, she felt that it was of high quality and eating Western food with her lover with music was romantic enough.

There is nothing to say about competition in this place. The more prosperous the place is, the more vivid the sentences of the strong prey on the weak and the survival of the fittest.

During the meal, there was no romantic confession that Wu Yali wanted. Even Wu Daguang didn't say a word. He kept staring at the door outside, or a Chinese restaurant opposite. The traffic in the restaurant was OK. If it was much deserted compared to other stores, if calculated based on his traffic, it was very likely that the restaurant would not make any money. Why is the restaurant still open now? Either the house belongs to him or it is stupid.

After dinner, Wu Yali took the initiative to chat with Wu Daguang.

"Daguang, how about this Western restaurant?"

"fine."

"How about opening a family in your county?" Wu Yali held her chin with her hands, looking like Wu Daguang's little fan.

"impossible."

"How is it impossible?"

Wu Daguang then withdrew his gaze and met Wu Yali's eyes: "We are counties and districts, and the consumption level of the people is limited. I don't see this. The appetite will be changed in a short time. I ask you, can I eat Western food every day?"

Wu Yali shook her head.

"But can you eat Chinese food every day?"

Wu Yali nodded. In fact, she was indeed eating Chinese food every day.

"I dare not say that in the next few hundred years, at least twenty or thirty years, Chinese restaurants will still dominate. As for Western food, they have already made Feng Shui. I think I have this ability. Will there be such a chef to treat them?" Wu Daguang said. In fact, he can make some Western food more or less, but he has never been abroad in his life, but he still has a special liking for Chinese food. If he insists on adding it, he may combine Chinese and Western. After all, hundreds of years of inheritance cannot be lost.

Wu Yali pouted: "Okay, you're right, then where do you think you want to go next?"

Wu Daguang pointed to the Chinese restaurant shop opposite: "That's it."

Wu Yali turned her head and looked at it: "Why do we still have to go after we have eaten?"

After looking over, Wu Daguang raised his hand and said, "Waiter, pay."

It was a luxury for two people to eat fifty dollars in a meal.

The two came out of the Western restaurant and went straight into the small restaurant opposite. The decoration in the small restaurant formed a sharp contrast with the western restaurant opposite, which was shabby.
Chapter completed!