Transmigrated as the male lead's roommate's vicious girlfriend

The day's work at the car dealership ended at noon.

After Meng Yizhen finished explaining the follow-up work arrangements, Zhang Tailai's voice called out to He Kezhou from the entrance of the car dealership.

Dong Xiangzhang also came in with them.

The two were dressed in inexpensive, quick-drying clothes, with wide-brimmed fisherman's hats pulling their eyes down, and their sneakers were covered in mud.

He didn't exude any of the ruthlessness one might expect from a businessman.

Zhang Tailai placed a white plastic bucket in front of He Kezhou. "Old Dong and I went fishing secretly. We didn't dare bring it home. Xiao Zhou said your girlfriend is a great cook. Take it home and make fish soup."

The medium-sized plastic bucket contained quite a few large crucian carp and a grass carp weighing two or three pounds.

Zhou Zhishui offered the chair to Zhang Tailai.

Zhang Tailai didn't stand on ceremony. "Old Dong, find yourself a place to sit."

His air of being the master of the house prompted Dong Xiangzhang to kick the plastic stool under his buttocks.

Zhang Tailai offered him a chair and asked the three of them, "Have you eaten? We just got back from fishing and came over for a meal."

Zhou Zhishui was thinking about decent restaurants nearby.

Meng Yizhen stood up and led the group, each person buying a boxed lunch and a cup of mung bean ice.

Passing by a fruit shop, he asked the owner to give him a chilled watermelon.

For this meal, the table was a temporary board set up, and the table legs were plastic stools.

It was no different from their usual work meals.

Zhou Zhishui shoveled rice into his mouth, feeling that this meal was very down-to-earth.

After finishing their meal, everyone ate a slice of chilled watermelon.

After Dong Xiangzhang and Zhang Tailai finished their ordinary, inexpensive boxed lunches, holding watermelons in their hands, their relaxed and satisfied expressions made Zhou Zhishui scratch the back of his head.

Even the most powerful bosses are, in the end, just ordinary people. They each have their own temperament and preferences, just like everyone else. They also have vibrant emotions and desires. Stripped of their sharpness in the business world, they are just approachable and down-to-earth.

Dong Xiangzhang casually chatted with Meng Yizhen about his car dealership.

The initial phase was just the beginning, with dilapidated street-front car dealerships expanding by acquiring neighboring shops and renovating them into flagship stores, marking a transitional period.

Meng Yizhen's gaze was calm. "The old stores are just the foundation, and the flagship store is just a transit point. Next, we plan to rely on the customer base of the stores to test the waters of intelligent driving supporting business, and when the time is right, we will establish an intelligent driving technology company."

When Dong Xiangzhang saw the car dealership, he knew that these three young men were people who got things done.

"He has a steady temperament, but deep down he is quite ambitious. What's commendable is that every step of his plans is well-implemented and meticulously planned."

Meng Yizhen chuckled, "Running a car dealership isn't just about focusing on the immediate business; you have to follow industry trends and cultivate your business further to ensure long-term success."

The two hit it off immediately.

Zhou Zhishui continued eating watermelon, but listened attentively.

You can learn something from listening to people chat.

He Kezhou lost the watermelon rind and searched for crucian carp soup recipes on his phone.

Zhang Tailai glanced at his screen. "Searching for tutorials? Getting ready to make fish soup for your girlfriend?"

He Kezhou found a notebook, hummed in agreement, and began taking notes.

Zhang Tailai laughed, "Your brother Zhang may not be good at much else, but he's good at cooking."

"Don't watch those videos online, I'll teach you."

Zhang Tailai got up, scooped a large crucian carp out of the bucket, and taught He Kezhou how to prepare the fish.

"Do you have a knife? I'll take care of it for you while I'm at it."

Zhou Zhishui quickly got up and used his connections to borrow two sharp knives for He Kezhou and Boss Zhang.

Outside the shop, some people were cleaning fish; inside, others were chatting.

With nothing else to do, Zhou Zhishui continued to eat watermelon.

Hearing Boss Zhang instruct He Kezhou on how to cook these crucian carp, and how to cook grass carp, he was immediately impressed.

Zhou Zhishui's mouth watered just listening to it.