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015: Rongsu is a good age, Shao Hua

Tong Shuyao, who returned to Yingtian early due to a dispute with her father, rented a house directly.

Anyway, she wasn't going to go back to the dormitory anymore.

Tong Shuyao's college entrance examination score in Pingjing can actually go to Pingjing University or Shuimu University, two of the best schools in the country.

But she would rather run to Yingtian than watch her father linger among the flowers in Pingjing.

Tong Shuyao's father, Tong Yunchao, is the director of a law firm second only to those red circle firms in China.

The so-called red circle firms are the top law firms in China. There are only eight firms in the country that meet this standard.

In addition to these eight firms, the Yunchao Law Firm established by Tong Yunchao is the highest-level.

The year Tong Yunchao's wife died, Tong Shuyao was only six years old, and Tong Yunchao was only 30 years old.

As the saying goes, thirty men are like a flower.

From Tong Shuyao's appearance, it can be seen that her father must have exceeded, or even far exceeded, the average appearance standard.

In addition, Tong Yunchao earns a lot of money, is engaged in a lawyer's profession that requires a high level of knowledge, and speaks elegantly. It would be really strange if he didn't have some luck.

Tong Shuyao also knew this, but she knew clearly that after her biological mother died, her father became a flower among thousands of flowers, and every leaf was covered with it. Tong Shuyao still found it difficult to forgive Tong Yunchao emotionally.

Speaking of Li Jianghe, if the coffee shop is an unexpected birthday gift, then meeting Tong Shuyao here is an unexpected chance encounter.

He remembered that Tong Shuyao was from Pingjing, and it was still a month before the school started. It took almost half an hour to go to school by bus here. He never imagined that he would meet Tong Shuyao here.

Yao.

For a moment, he thought he had recognized the wrong person.

Tong Shuyao's facial features are very three-dimensional, with two full red lips, and a pair of almond eyes that are not attractive. She is also very white, but it is different from Ruan Xiang's tender white, but a porcelain white without any blood.

But no matter how attractive she is, the first impression she gives people is one of pride and a cold sense of distance.

She has a slender neck, and because she wears sports tights, her figure is fully exposed.

Shao Hua is in a good age, and his jade has buds in spring.

This line from Zhang Shao's poem popped up in Li Jianghe's mind unconsciously.

It was indeed Tong Shuyao. Seeing this, Li Jianghe came to a conclusion and quickly turned his head away, hoping not to be recognized by her.

Tong Shuyao was also very surprised. After all, she had seen Li Jianghe once at the old dean's house. In fact, she later realized that Li Jianghe was the student who acted bravely.

Li Jianghe didn't believe it was Tong Shuyao at first, and Tong Shuyao didn't believe it was Li Jianghe even more.

Li Jianghe was wearing a long windbreaker that he bought for the Chinese New Year today, and he was thinking about "business issues" again. He was not at all the shabby person who looked a little reserved and wearing old clothes at that time.

Many times, wealth brings temperament.

Especially after noticing the direction of Li Jianghe's eyes, he sneered in his heart, turned his head away, and continued his morning run.

Just like that, the two people passed side by side.

Li Jianghe, who recognized Tong Shuyao, estimated that it was almost time and left the community.

When he turned back to the building, he saw people working in the office building starting to go to work in twos and threes.

He stood at the intersection for half an hour, estimating the number of white-collar workers in the office building, and wondering whether these white-collar workers would buy his coffee.

Returning to the cafe, he took the paper and pen to the first floor, sat in the middle of the shop and started planning.

Uncle Pancake told a very important message: people in the office building get off work late.

Working late means there is a need for a pick-me-up.

But how can we make them pay attention to this cafe not far away? Li Jianghe bit his pen and fell into deep thought.

"Alas", Li Jianghe finally sighed.

It might be a bit difficult to get those white-collar workers to take the initiative to notice the cafe. He planned to take the initiative and study how to enter the building to sell.

After all, if I can’t get over the mountain, I’ll go over there.

He looked around the environment in the coffee shop and shook his head again.

This is not so much a cafe as it is a small restaurant with a slightly more refined decoration.

The bar, chandeliers, tables and chairs, wallpaper, oh, this store didn't have wallpaper before, in short, everything basically needs to be replaced or renovated.

Li Jianghe took out the envelope left for him by Li Jun from under the pillow upstairs.

Ten thousand yuan is a lot for a student, but not much for a coffee shop owner.

How to decorate in an elegant and economical way is a common worry among all business owners.

He took out a tape measure and measured the width of the cafe wall and the length, width and height of the bar. After writing it down on paper, he went out again.

Target: Decoration market!

Li Jianghe still asked for directions and found out where the decoration market was.

After nearly an hour of bumpy ride on the bus, Li Jianghe finally found his destination.

By the time he came out of the decoration market, another two hours had passed.

Li Jianghe, exhausted both physically and mentally, sat on the side of the road and began to think about expenses.

He was interested in two wallpapers, one with a color similar to black marble, and the other with a red brick pattern.

But no matter which one is cheap, it is beyond his psychological price range.

Li Jianghe hesitated for a while and looked at his phone. It was already dinner time.

After buying steamed buns from a random store, Li Jianghe plunged into the decoration market and started looking for them.

It took another two hours, but Li Jianghe still couldn't find a suitable wallpaper, but he did like a set of chandeliers.

It is a hollow chandelier with fine hemp ropes wrapped around the ironwork. The set of chandeliers are staggered in height and have five hollow street lamp-like light stands.

Literature and art!

Although Li Jianghe couldn't put it down, he didn't decide immediately. He still had to look at the final wallpaper and the overall style of the bar.

After another hour of bumpy ride back to the cafe, Li Jianghe spread out on the single bed, preparing to have dinner later.

Li Jianghe was lying on the bed, imagining that a set of five chandeliers lit up the dim light in the room. In the blurred halo, the small yellow hemp rope and the lights complemented each other...

"Damn", Li Jianghe suddenly sat up from the bed and slapped his thigh suddenly, "Yes, hemp rope."

Pasting hemp rope on the wall as wallpaper is unique and cheap, but it is not the thin hemp rope used for lamps but the thick hemp rope.

In this way, only the upper part can be wallpapered. Compared with the expensive and exquisite wallpaper, the thick hemp rope is almost free of charge.

Li Jianghe cheered for his genius idea, and the fatigue of the day seemed to be swept away.

"Am I a decoration genius?" Li Jianghe stroked his chin, which had just sprouted stubble, and giggled.
Chapter completed!
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