MTL - Reborn as a Good Child-Chapter 7 Must be a fake young master!

Bai Yihan walked aimlessly, thinking about things in a random way. From the lessons of his life, he thought that he could rely on Bai’s family to live without worry. It’s too naive, 100 feet tall. For a moment, it is only necessary for a person to hold something in his hand. Even though his ideal state is to be a happy rice worm, there is no long-term concern, and there must be near-worry. For the long-term, it is still a bit of an industry. Although this may not be auspicious, in the future, if there is anything wrong with Baijia, he will not be at a loss. Seeing that the family will become a poor man in an instant, if you have a small industry that is safe to live, you can at least guarantee the life of the family. Even if it is not enough, it will be better than the next.

But what are you going to do? The principal is no problem, but from the lessons of the blood of the previous generation, I am not a business material at all. Shopping malls such as the battlefield, such people, even if they have the capital, will only be filled with people.

Looking for a job? After the bankruptcy of Bai’s family in the past, he tried to make up for his mistakes, but he also tried to find a job. His own education is basically mixed up. All the results are floating at low altitude. The resume is very unattractive, so everywhere When I hit the wall, I didn’t even have the work of a small clerk. I already know the result, and I don’t have to do it again.

He turned a big circle on the street, but found that there is nothing in the industry that is suitable for him. What should he do? Bai Yihan was on the side of the road, scratching his head with distress, his mind would not become savvy because of heavy work once, and things that could not be done before could not be done now. When he was upset, his stomach screamed, morning His thoughts were chaotic, he only ate a bowl of porridge, and then he was a little hungry.

He walked down into a small restaurant, called a bowl of beef noodles, pulled out a napkin and wiped some greasy tables, one hand holding the gang, frowning and waiting, while continuing to ponder.

At noon, it was a meal. The small restaurant was full of people, and it was like a vegetable market. Bai Yiming was still undisturbed. He still thought about his own affairs. When he came, he took it from the chopsticks on the table. Put a pair of disposable chopsticks open, pour some vinegar into the noodles, stir and stir.

The back of the bodyguards followed by the bodyguards: "..., they silently picked up the chin that was shocked. I thought that the young master was not dropped. I don’t want to let this ancestor go to such a place to eat, just let He looks at his eyes and wants to lose his temper. In such an environment, he is expected to go in? Dreaming! There are oil stains on the table, expect him to sit down? Imagine! Also a disposable chopsticks? What is it? How can this monk know? The people who use the home are all sterilized ivory chopsticks! And look at the dirty vinegar bottle, how can the white little master touch it? But now look at him, eat it quite... fragrant?

This young master must be fake! Identification is completed!

In fact, Bai Yihan is only habitually entering such a small restaurant. His brain capacity is only so big, and he has just reborn. Many things have not been adapted. He has been thinking about things, and naturally follow the habit. A relatively cheap place to eat.

When he finished eating, he realized that ah, now that the Baiji enterprise is still alive, he can eat a little better, but there is nothing. These snacks that he used to look down on before have eaten more and feel quite fragrant, and the money is good. The province is a little bit, so thinking, he patted the belly, satisfied out of the small restaurant, continue to chaos, digestion: in the habit of not wasting that was born in the last generation, he ate the bowl of noodles The result is a bit supportive.

The secret bodyguard A and B: "...this must be a fake young master!