After the reputation has improved, it is much more convenient for Chen Zhan to go out, mainly because he does not need to wear a mask to avoid being beaten.
Yin Ronglan has the habit of running in the morning. After staying with him for a long time in the crew, Chen Zhan inevitably got the same habit. I slept well last night, and when it was slightly dawn, I ran around the community several times.
When I came back, I met the old man opposite the door, who was carrying a bag full of plastic bottles.
Not seeing the stubborn dog, Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Send away?"
The old man nodded: "Wait for him to train and send it back to me."
There is no doubt that this drudgery fell on Yin Ronglan's head.
The new furniture ordered by Chen Zhan just arrived today. Although the old man refused repeatedly, he still sent an overly soft sand.
Xiao Tong was ridiculed by the whole network after him, and Chen Zhan didn't have time to get down to work and prepare for the opening of the online store.
At least one customer service and after-sales service is required to operate. Some of them are held by the boss in the early stage. Chen Zhan's reputation is increasing day by day, and it will definitely be too busy to work alone on product launch.
At present, the store only sells amulets, and it is not cost-effective to hire someone specially.
After thinking for a while, Chen Zhan came up with an idea: "1000 whitewash value, hire you as a customer service."
After a short period of silence, a voice that could almost be called irritable sounded:
[System: ... What nonsense are you talking about?]
Use it to whiten the hair and then go to prostitute it
Chen Zhan: "You have experience, and you are usually fine, not to mention that the system is not just customer service?"
What's the difference
In the next five minutes, Chen Zhan heard almost all the foul language he had heard in his life.
When it was almost vented, Chen Zhan just casually brought up the old story: "In 20XX, it was known that he was absent from work and returned to his hometown to visit relatives for three days."
[System: Do it!]
Although it was suspected that it was cursing, but the purpose was achieved, Chen Zhan did not care about the details.
In mid-November, a sleet quickly blurred the boundaries between autumn and winter, and the store officially opened on this day.
The amulet doll is unexpectedly popular with its ugly and cute image, and the pre-advertising was well done, but it has sold thousands of sales in a few minutes, and the online reviews are mixed:
"I heard that it can prevent persecution, so I bought one, hoping to avoid the invigilator."
"It's exposed upstairs."
"Reported."
"I advise you not to do this. You won one in the reader meeting before. I took it with me in the knowledge competition. After cheating, I won the first place in the school. Now I want to represent the school in the autonomous region competition."
"Ask the Son of Heaven upstairs, is he still alive?"
After seeing it, Chen Zhan shook his head, calculated the income, and remitted 10,000 yuan to Yin Ronglan, indicating that it was the share of selling the dolls, and thanked the other party for introducing a reliable factory.
The system does not have the function of shipping, so Chen Zhan is not willing to waste time on it, so he simply spends a small extra cost to let the manufacturer ship directly.
After successfully developing a new business, I finally got a breather.
During the period, he insisted on running in the morning, but it seemed to be completely useless. When he pinched his weak wrist, Chen Zhan couldn't help but wrinkle his brows.
- Increased appetite and no weight gain.
In the face of the cruel reality, he was going to use a free exercise method to go to the old man opposite the door to scavenge waste together.
The door was ajar, with a piece of cloth hanging as a curtain, and there was a rather soft sound of music.
After Chen Zhan entered the door, he disagreed and said, "This is not safe."
The old man waved his hand and didn't care: "I don't have a lot of valuables in this room."
"A thief is not empty-handed." Chen Zhan reminded.
After that, I started to popularize security for him.
The old man was helpless, so he could only nod his head again and again.
He spends his day picking up rubbish, reading books and drinking tea, and is comfortable and comfortable.
After learning Chen Zhan's purpose, the old man smiled happily: "What kind of exercise is picking up garbage, you might as well run a few more laps around the community."
Chen Zhan smiled: "It's boring to exercise alone."
The old man had already figured out his way of life, nuanced in some places, but loose in many respects. Suddenly he thought of something and asked, "Is the note I gave you last time still?"
Chen Zhan's conditioned reflex: "What note?"
The old man narrowed his eyes: "The one with the lawyer's information."
Chen Zhan rubbed the tip of his nose lightly, and the answer was self-evident.
"The matter of the will must not be sloppy." The old man said solemnly: "It may not be used in a short time. But maybe the Minglou collapsed, you just escaped the disaster, at least you know how to take over my inheritance."
"… "
What kind of weird metaphor is this
"Will?" A voice came from far and near.
Someone opened the curtain and stepped in.
Chen Zhan's expression suddenly became complicated, and he said slowly: "One of the benefits of closing the door is to prevent eavesdropping."
The old man nodded and agreed with him on this point.
It was Yin Ronglan who came. He was wearing a pair of very ordinary black casual trousers today, but his legs looked straight and slender. At this moment, he was staring at the old man with a frown: "Are you feeling unwell?"
The old man said helplessly: "Why are you here?"
Yin Ronglan didn't answer. The old man knew that he was not easy to fool, so he simply explained the whole story: "Although some of my body's indicators are not up to standard, it is still generally healthy."
Signed so he didn't have to worry.
After a long while, Yin Ronglan said slowly, "That's good."
The old man and Chen Zhan breathed a sigh of relief. However, at the next moment, Yin Ronglan sat on the small sofa sent by Chen Zhanxin, his eyes kept secret: "What's the matter with the will?"
Chen Zhan just realized that this breath of relief was too early.
Not knowing the doorway, the old man explained casually: "Just in case, an heir has been appointed."
A simple sentence completely clarifies the central idea.
Yin Ronglan recalled the day when Chen Zhan's attitude towards him changed, and the look in his eyes became more and more meaningful: "So it is."
"I refused." Chen Zhan gave the white lotus answering skills in the textbook version.
Yin Ronglan suddenly stood up, on the surface, he was arranging the door curtains that were blown up by the wind, but his eyes stayed on the embroidery in the center of the door for a long time... The picture of the weasel greeting the chicken for the New Year is still there.
Yu Guang glanced at Chen Zhan's expression, and it was rare to see a little embarrassment.
Chen Zhan also felt that the other party was looking at him, turned his face slightly, and pretended to look at the floating clouds in the sky outside the window.
Yin Ronglan turned around, looked at the old man half-jokingly, "Should you leave me something?"
The old man was amused by him and pointed to Chen Zhan: "This is the person you should ask for."
Chen Zhan coughed lightly and looked solemn: "I decided to give up the most valuable thing here."
Yin Ronglan raised her eyebrows slightly, and made an appearance of listening intently.
Chen Zhan looked up at him and said calmly, "Yes, it is the custody of the dog."
After a brief moment of silence, the old man leaned forward and backward, clapping his hands continuously.
Contrary to him, Yin Ronglan sighed softly. Chen Zhan is a good player who can adjust the atmosphere. If he did not choose to start his own business and entered a company, he would have developed well in the personnel department.
Chen Zhan stopped, looked at Yin Ronglan and changed the subject with a smile: "How is that stubborn dog trained?"
Hearing that, the old man also stopped smiling, and said melancholy: "I just saw it and felt like a match. It's a pity that it's so fierce that I don't even want to enter the house."
Yin Ronglan said calmly, "I see results at first."
The old man's eyes lit up: "Can you shake hands?"
Yin Ronglan shook his head.
"What about upside down?"
"Won't."
Old man: "Then what will it be?"
Yin Ronglan replied lightly, "Eat."
Contrary to the atmosphere created by Chen Zhan's cold joke, there is now an awkward silence.
Thinking about the embroidery that was specially sent to warn the old man, Chen Zhan felt guilty again and cheered: "It means that the dog has gradually trusted you."
The old man didn't have the ability to open his eyes and talk nonsense. After looking at the time, he yawned and said, "I'm going to take a nap, you can do it yourself."
The two walked out one after another, and Chen Zhan closed the door. After the door closed, he leaned against the door panel: "Come and sew dolls for me?"
It's all jokes inside and out.
Yin Ronglan said, "Please eat."
Chen Zhan fell into deep thought, calculating how likely it was that the meal would turn into a Hongmen banquet after knowing that he had cut off the inheritance that originally belonged to him.
"You called for a lot of labor costs before." Yin Ronglan's starting point was on two channels with him, and he said in a gentle voice: "Please have a meal."
Chen Zhan: "I went out in the morning and saw that the owner of the beef noodle restaurant was busy, and it will not open until next Tuesday."
Yin Ronglan pondered: "Then go have a good meal."
There is no reason to push the food delivered to the door. In line with the principle of saving if you can save, Chen Zhan nodded: "But I still have some work to do, which may take about 20 minutes."
Yin Ronglan: "I'll wait for you."
If he knew that there would be a treat at noon, Chen Zhan probably wouldn't choose to waste his time this morning.
After pouring a cup of tea for Yin Ronglan, he sat down again and started coding.
Since "Confessions" entered the charging stage, Chen Zhan's workload has doubled than usual.
Yin Ronglan saw that there were already more than 5,000 words in the statistics, and said slowly: "Actually, there is no need to hurry."
According to his current popularity, the number of readers is increasing day by day, and it is beneficial to delay the completion time line for a longer time.
"You have to hurry up." The keyboard taps continued, and Chen Zhan explained: "While the heat does not dissipate, there are two more to be arranged later."
Yin Ronglan was startled: "Two?"
Chen Zhan switched the input method, looked up and introduced to him during the period: "A book of "The Years I Persecuted the Actresses", and "Chou Fu Made Me Destroy the President of the Giants Many Times".
Rubbing the pulp of his left finger lightly, he pondered the opening: "The number of words in each book is limited to 350,000 words. The trilogy is just a series of millions of novels."
The moment before, Yan Yan was still smiling, but at this moment Yin Ronglan's silence came without warning.
Chen Zhan frowned: "What is your expression?"
Yin Ronglan lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she couldn't see the expression just now, as if it was just an illusion. The smile returned to its usual gentleness: "I just think you are very thoughtful."
Chen Zhan moved his hand away from the mouse and held his chin: "I hope to find more suitable materials before the end."
Yin Ronglan's expression remained the same, and he looked at the computer screen to change the subject: "How much is it?"
Chen Zhan realized that he was distracted, smiled apologetically, and took the time to start coding.