"I don't want this dress. You give me the money back. My daughter read it online. This dress sells for 20 online, but you're too embarrassed to sell it to me for 30!"
"Auntie, the clothes cannot be returned. The styles on the Internet are the same, but the materials are different."
"Little girl, that's not what you said. How do you know that the material is different? I see the picture is exactly the same, and I haven't broken the dress, why can't I return it?"
Huang Dan turned around and looked at him, a little surprised.
He thought that the aunt with a loud voice, a foreign accent, and a relentless aunt would dress casually, with a face full of wind and frost, full of traces of caressing, and young girls should be inexperienced, young and immature, and dressed simply.
In front of Huang Dan, it was a different scene.
Those two people should be people with good life. Although the aunt is wearing simple clothes, she is very well-matched.
Huang Dan looked at it from the perspective of design. Aunt's clothes were chosen in mild colors, which made her look mature and restrained. The temperament of her whole person was that of a highly educated person.
The young girl dressed in fashion and drove a van parked on the side of the road, but it was filled with all kinds of clothes from the front to the rear of the car, apparently using the car as a container.
"Auntie, the packaging of this dress is gone, it's not easy to sell it again."
"It's a good place to sell. Isn't the packaging of your clothes the same. Just find a bag and wrap it around, isn't it, little girl."
"Hey, okay, auntie, it's really hard for me to do business like this. Give me your clothes and I'll give you back."
The young girl did not bother with the aunt any more.
The aunt laughed, "That's right. Although the money for clothes is small, it is reasonable to say so. You say so."
The onlookers gradually dispersed.
Huang Dan thought to himself that it is also a roadside stall to make money. For the poor, it is their livelihood, their children's tuition fees, and their parents' yào fees.
For the rich, setting up a stall is nothing but a life experience.
For leisure after work, I don't care how much I can earn. What I care about is just the word "principle" in life.
Huang Dan thought of the people who shared the apartment.
On the surface, everyone behaves very rationally, doing their own things in a well-behaved manner, and there is nothing unreasonable.
But Huang Dan knew that behind these reasonable performances, there must be someone secretly doing extremely unreasonable things.
And Huang Dan's task is to find this person.
"Who the hell is..."
Huang Dan went through all the faces in his mind, Ayu who worked in the bath center, Chen Qingqing who resigned from a beauty salon, Wang Hai who was engaged in graphic design, Zhao Fuxiang and Jianghuai who had unknown occupations, and many years of two The landlord family of the landlord business, do they have anything unreasonable
Or, did Huang Dan overlook something? Did he veer off course
Huang Dan thought about it all the way, and saw a little fire under the building of the community, flickering on and off.
He asked the man sitting on the steps smoking a cigarette, "Are you here waiting for me to get off work?"
Jiang Huai exhaled a puff of smoke against the night sky, "I didn't have enough to eat."
Huang Dan said, "Oh."
Jiang Huai got up and patted his buttocks and walked into the corridor, "What kind of broken company you are, working overtime so late."
Huang Dan said, "The project is in a hurry. It will be better after waiting for a while."
There are induction lights in the corridor, and they turn on when you stomp your feet.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Jiang Huai stretched out his long legs and climbed the stairs step by step.
Huang Dan was a step behind, and his eyes unconsciously stopped on the man's butt, "You called me twice at night, did you think I was outside?"
Jiang Huai snorted coldly, "Don't be selfish, your number is very similar to that of a friend of mine, it's just one digit away, I just dialed the wrong number."
He suddenly stopped and turned around, "What are you looking at?"
Huang Dan said, "Let's go back to the last thing. I remember that I didn't tell you the number. How did you know?"
Jiang Huai put the cigarette between his fingers, flicked the ashtray and said, "Who wants to tell you the last thing, now it's this thing, where did you just watch it? Huh?"
Huang Dan told the truth, "Your butt is very upturned."
Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed, "Boy, you are courting death."
Huang Dan said, "You won't hit me."
The youth's tone was firm, Jiang Huai was stunned again, and he laughed strangely, "I'm not a good person."
Huang Dan said, "Don't lie, you are."
The curvature of Jianghuai's lips solidified, he stopped smiling, but stared at the young man with strange eyes.
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