Li Ye was taken out for a lavish meal by Fu Yiruo and Li Juan. When they arrived and he looked up—Lanzhou Ramen.
Li Ye was so annoyed he laughed. "You two are really penny-pinching to the bone. I'm a man with countless tens of thousands flowing in and out every minute, and you're treating me to noodles?"
Li Juan walked inside without a care, saying as she went, "A bowl of noodles costs six yuan. My reimbursement limit is only five yuan, so I'm even paying one yuan out of pocket!"
Li Ye froze for a moment and muttered, "A bowl of noodles already costs six yuan?"
In Li Ye's memory, Lanzhou Ramen in the capital had started at two-fifty, then three yuan a bowl. In just a few years, it had somehow doubled.
And when a bowl of noodles cost ten or twenty yuan, the memories of his two lifetimes would begin to overlap.
When that time came, without his ability to foresee the future, would Li Ye still be able to remain as calm and composed as he was now?
Seeing Li Ye blank out, Fu Yiruo hurriedly linked her arm through his and pulled him inside. "No, Brother. We chose this place because we were afraid it would be inappropriate if someone came over later and paid for an expensive meal."
Li Ye asked strangely, "Someone's paying? Aren't you two treating me?"
Fu Yiruo shook her head. "No. Two people want to discuss something with us, but eating someone else's food makes your mouth go soft. We can't exactly invite them to dinner, can we? So we picked this suitable noodle shop."
"Discussing business in a noodle shop—you two really are different from the rest."
Li Ye smiled and entered the noodle shop. Together with his