"Mint, get to the point! Then what massage chair did you buy?" Mao Ruimin was anxious.
Did they wait foolishly for a day today? The medical expenses for heatstroke are not all in vain!
Xia Bohe took a sip of the zero-sugar happy water, and wiped her fingers gracefully.
She even bought it for the patron's father, and she was going to return it!
Not to mention giving it to a kid who doesn't know how to be grateful
One hundred thousand yuan, why don't they grab it
Xia Bohe thought about it, and then thought about the one hundred thousand yuan that was gone forever.
Failed to return the product, the worst overturn in the world.
Heartache!
Her eyes were red with pain, "Mom, I didn't buy it. Yangyang is now in his third year of high school. Could it be that he is taking online classes at home and studying at home for twenty hours a day? Mom, I don't know, I thought Yangyang was at school , I thought about not being able to put massage chairs in school, I would be scolded by the teacher!"
"Could it be that Yang Yang should be moved to the last row of trash bins? There is a lot of room there, and it can fit something as big as a massage chair."
"Although it stinks a bit, I can indeed massage while in class, and maybe I can ask the teacher to sit down after class."
"Mom, Yangyang, what do you think?"
As she spoke, there was a strange suffocating silence on the other end of the WeChat phone, only the rapid exhalation of the three members of the Xia family.
While attending class, the chair was vibrating tut tut tuk.
I don't know if the teacher watching on the podium wants to come down and smoke Xia Zhengyang!
Xia Bohe screwed on the cap of the happy water bottle, covering her raised pink lips.
"Then I'm going to place an order now? Well," she said in an instant, her voice became more crying, "but I have no money now, and the money in my card for this month is only more than two hundred, really, or else... Mom, can you lend me some first?"
There was a bang, on the other end of WeChat, it seemed that something fell down!
In an instant, a roar almost pierced through the phone.
"Xia Bohe, then who did you buy the massage chair for? If not for your own brother, who did you buy it for!? You prodigal daughter, don't know how hard it is to make money? You just take such an expensive thing Sent it to someone else!?"
After hearing this, Mao Ruimin focused on this, and cursed loudly.
"The reason I raised you so much is to let you drive me and your father into the hospital? Your father is still on a needle!"
Xia Zhengyang was also very upset, "I use it in the classroom, Xia Bohe, do you think I'm stupid? You can deliver it to your home, I'm at home on weekends, and I don't use it normally, so my parents can use it too."
At this time, he knew that he was using it for his parents. He seemed to have lost his memory before.
But after counting and counting, there is no sister who is the money maker!
Xia Bohe was completely refreshed by this company.
No wonder Yuanshen has a weird personality and gives up on himself.
"Mom, Yangyang, listen to my explanation..." Xia Bohe wiped away her 'tears' sincerely.
In the middle of 'crying', her palm was empty.
The phone was pulled from above by a broad palm covered with dense palm prints.
Xia Bohe was taken aback for a moment, raised her face sobbingly, and smelled the light fragrance of pines and cypresses dyed as green as winter snow, which was very close at hand, but...
She subconsciously stretched out her hands to cover her small face.
Ah, she was caught fake crying, right
Xia Bohe tried her best to close her eyes, trying to squeeze out some tears.
But in the next second, a gentle palm pinched her clean chin and lifted it up gently.
The man's voice was hoarse and low-mellow, but there was a touch of gentleness in the command.
"I told you not to cry."
Xia Bohe's eyelashes trembled, and the tears that had just been squeezed out were frightened again.
And the three members of the Xia family on the other end of WeChat, looking at the hung up WeChat phone, almost went to heaven with anger!