Chapter 730

On the other side, a certain someone did not seem to be doing well.

"A bowl of shredded meat noodles and a drawer full of Soup Dumplings."

The cashier quickly reported a number, "A total of sixteen yuan. Would you like to eat here or pack?"

"Sixteen dollars?" Fang Yuesheng paused for a moment, looked at the 10 yuan in his pocket, gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's not eat the Soup Dumplings, how much is the shredded meat noodles?"

The boss was confused for a moment, but he still called out the price, "11 RMB for a bowl."

One more... Fang Yuesheng was used to spending lavishly previously, he had some money previously, but after hiding for a few days, he spent a lot of money. That's why he only had ten dollars on him.

And these ten dollars couldn't even afford a bowl of shredded meat noodles.

Fang Yuesheng was still thinking about that and that, but the owner of the checkout box couldn't wait any longer. He still had other customers behind him, so he had to think about whether he should start a business or not. Looking at the man in front of him, who was dressed in wrinkled clothes, with messy hair and a beard that didn't even have a shave on his chin, he had lost his patience.

"I say, are you going to eat or not?"

Of course Fang Yuesheng would eat them, but the problem was that he only had ten dollars on him right now, so he couldn't afford to eat them. He thought about leaving, but his stomach growled a few times and made him stop.

Therefore, he looked up and hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Boss, I only have ten dollars in my pocket, can you give me a discount of a dollar?"

His words caused the owner's expression to change immediately. He looked at Fang Yuesheng as if he was looking at a person who was coming to eat for free. His fat palm slammed on the table as he pointed at Fang Yuesheng's nose and scolded, "Why did you enter my store with only 10 yuan in your pocket? Do you think I'm a charity worker? "If you don't have money, then don't eat. Scram, get the hell out of my way, don't hinder my business!"

After he finished speaking, the boss even called for the shop assistant and chased Fang Yuesheng out with a broom in front of everyone.

"Go, go, go away." Go, go away. The shop assistant took the broom and chased Fang Yuesheng away from the breakfast shop for a long time before he put away his broom.

Fang Yuesheng who was powerlessly in a sorry state simply hated him to the bone. However, because of the torture he had suffered previously, he did not have the strength to fight others.

Not only could he not afford to eat in a breakfast restaurant with a better environment, he even rubbed his dignity on the ground. Fang Yuesheng no longer chose to seek for self-humiliation. Although he was unwilling, in the end, he sat down at a small stall that had an incredibly terrible environment.

After ordering a bowl of soup powder and a basket of steamed buns, which costed exactly ten dollars, when the dishes were served up, Fang Yuesheng, whose stomach was already rumbling with hunger, immediately picked up the chopsticks and ate a steamed bun.

The next second, he vomited something out of his mouth.

It didn't matter if this Steamed Bun had a strange taste, there was even sand mixed in. Fang Yuesheng, who had a great experience and was far away from being able to control his anger, pointed at the stall owner and said fiercely: "Is this bun for others to eat? What kind of pig food is this!? "

Fang Yuesheng originally thought that the people setting up the stalls were easy to bully, but he never expected that after he said that, the stall owner immediately raised his head, with a fierce expression on his face. He then took out a kitchen knife from the stalls and chopped down heavily on the stalls.

"Since I gave it to you to eat, then eat it, what's there to be dissatisfied about? This is for a pig like you to eat!"

Being scolded by a person holding a kitchen knife like that, what was there to be unhappy about?

He could only swallow down all his complaints. He hesitated for a few seconds when he saw the unpalatable thing in front of him. In the end, he still picked up his chopsticks and obediently ate it. There was nothing he could do, he was too hungry.

As he ate, a kind of uncontrollable sorrow suddenly emerged in Fang Yuesheng's heart.

He had lived a luxurious life for a long time, and the breakfast he ate must have been of both Chinese and Western style.

He had thought that as long as there was one life remaining, there would definitely be a day when he would be able to rise again. But these past few days, other than hiding, he couldn't do anything else. How could he revive his former glory in this kind of days?

Could it be that he, Fang Yuesheng, would have to live this kind of life for the rest of his life?

Once this problem appeared, Fang Yuesheng's entire body turned cold. He felt that it was too scary, no, he couldn't be like this, he still had to think of a way to get up, he couldn't live this kind of life!

Fang Yuesheng bit the disposable chopsticks in his mouth, and the force actually crushed it. After that, an indescribable taste spread out from his mouth.

This made him even more determined that he must think of a way to prevent himself from going on like this!

But who should he look for? Fang Yuesheng frowned, he racked his brains to think for a long time, and in the end, chose a person's body.

That afternoon, Mike who was in a good mood sat in his office and received a call.

"You said someone was looking for me?" Mike frowned, and then said doubtfully: "FYS? "Who's the FYS?"

"This is what this man asked me to tell you. I don't know. He says you'll want to see him when you hear the three initials. "

Mike was getting impatient, he was just about to tell the man at the front desk to scram, but a second before he gave the command, he immediately understood the meaning of the three letters.

"Okay, get someone to bring him into my office."

After saying that, Mike hung up the phone, and after waiting for two or three minutes, someone knocked on the door to his office. After he invited him in, a person walked in.

"It really is you." Mike looked at the approaching person and narrowed his eyes.

Fang Yuesheng closed the door, then took off his hat, raised his head and looked at Mike: "It's me."

"Fang Yuesheng, your current state is really embarrassing." Mike stroked his chin, looking at his miserable state with interest, "If you don't know, then I thought you came back begging from somewhere."

Begging? These two words of ridicule caused Fang Yuesheng to open his eyes slightly. Although he looked a bit embarrassed, but on the way here, he definitely would not think that he was here to beg. It was obvious that Mike wanted to humiliate him like this.

If it was the past, Fang Yuesheng would definitely ridicule them, but now, he had come for a request from Mike, so he could not fuss about it.

Fang Yuesheng swallowed his sarcasm and said softly: "Mike, I have something to discuss with you this time."

"Oh?" Mike looked very surprised, but the curve of his lips was extremely mocking, "Discussing? What are you trying to discuss with me? Don't you, Fang Yuesheng, think that you're number one in the world, and you still need to discuss things with an ordinary person like me? "

If it was said that he was just being sarcastic before, then it was clear that Fang Yuesheng finally realized that something was wrong with the sarcasm and sarcasm. Even though his relationship with Mike was normal, under normal circumstances, Mike wouldn't know how to treat him, so what was wrong with him?