It is impossible to calm down from the current situation.
Liu Zhong sighed, since he came here, he has never encountered such a thing.
Chuzheng: "He wakes up and calls me again."
"Yes."
Chuzheng returned to his shop, and the robot followed behind, muttering a few words from time to time.
"What are you reading?"
The robot immediately stood up and saluted: "Master, I want a tall and mighty body."
Chuzheng: "… "
roll!
The robot rolled away with a 'boom,' and rolled back a few seconds later.
On the stairs, Chuzheng saw Zhi Zharen lying on his side, facing up with a strange smile.
Chuzheng stepped on it mercilessly and went upstairs without looking back.
"Master is in a bad mood." The robot's short legs struggled to climb the stairs, humming up one step at a time: "Don't block it here."
The paper piercer didn't move.
The robot snorted, learned the way of Chuzheng, and passed over the paper Zharen.
-
the next day.
Chuzheng lay on the bed and didn't want to move, and the robot rolled around on the ground, making a lot of noise.
"Be quiet!"
"Master, it's time for you to get up." The robot said in a milky voice: "Exceeding the sleep time is not good for your health."
"… "
The robot rolled twice, remembered one thing, and spread its arms and legs: "Oh, by the way, master, you have forty-six orders that have not been processed!"
"Why so many?"
The robot's little head tilted: "Isn't it normal for so many orders recently?"
Many of the gadgets that Chuzheng sells are defensive and can save lives.
Even if you can't, you can still give people psychological comfort.
Chuzheng sat up irritably from the bed, washed and went downstairs.
Zhi Zharen changed his position to lie down, and now he was lying at the gate... that kind of sideways.
It's like dying here.
Seeing this scene early in the morning is very exciting.
Chuzheng opened the store, some orders have been placed for a long time, and Chuzheng has not been shipped, causing the other party to keep urging.
The news piled up a lot.
Chuzheng opened the backstage of the store, slid to the store rules, and pulled down again, and at the end added the sentence 'I don't accept the reminder, you can refund the order by yourself. '
If there is no delivery, the refund background will automatically accept it.
But people are here for her things, who will refund the order.
The robot looked at the increasingly long shop rules and covered her face with her hands. The rules were entirely based on her mood.
After Chuzheng has added the latest rules, return to the news page.
In the pile of news, I saw that blue robe again... It's been so long, why doesn't he stop
Chuzheng thought about it and blocked the person.
Some people are suitable for earning a life.
robot:"… "
After Chuzheng finished all these, some did not, and then they were packaged according to the order requirements.
Xingqiao knew that Chuzheng was there, so he wanted to go down and read a book, and by the way asked about the parts he didn't understand, but who knew that Chuzheng would catch a strong man.
Star Bridge: "… "
It turns out that these things can really be sold.
For so long, he always thought that these things were just decorations.
The children didn't talk much, and with that cool expression on their faces, they began to pack like Chuzheng.
Chuzheng saw that Xingqiao had learned it and handed over all the packing tasks to him.
She sat down at the table, took out the contract, and began to fill it out, holding her chin in one hand and holding a pen in the other, filling it out very perfunctory.
"life?"
Xingqiao put the last package away, and when he came over, he saw what was written on the contract of Chuzheng, and his face was full of doubts.
This contract was familiar to him, and he also signed one.
But the content is different...
What is this life expectancy
"Master, why is the price a lifespan? Is it the lifespan I understand?"
"Ok."
After Chuzheng wrote the last word, he opened the contract and continued to write the next one.
"These things... do you have to use your life to buy them?" There was a little crack on the child's face.
"if not?"
The place itself was different from the world he knew before.
His master is a mysterious person.
So it doesn't seem strange to be able to trade with lifespan.
Singbridge was silent for a moment, then asked a rather idiotic question: "Will someone really buy it?"
"No one bought it, so I gave it to the ghost you just packed?"
After Singbridge asked, he realized that he had asked a silly question.
He watched Chuzheng fill out all the contracts, then stuffed it into the package, and finally called the courier company to pick it up.
Xingqiao was stunned again: "Just send it like this?"
Chuzheng said confidently: "What's the problem? The courier doesn't let them deliver it, who will deliver it?"
Star Bridge: "… "
I don't know what to say to express my feelings at this time.
-
Chuzheng sent Xingqiao to endorse it below. She slipped to the door, saw Xie Shi crouching at Liu Zhong's door, and asked casually, "Is Bao Lei awake?"
"Not yet." Xie Shi blinked: "Brother Yueli just showed him, there is no danger to his life for the time being, and he should be able to wake up soon."
"What are you doing here?"
"... er." Xie Shi was at a loss: "Can't you squat here?"
He came over to see if Bao Lei was awake. He just came out and squatted for a while. Is that okay
Chuzheng glanced over coldly: "Is there nothing to do?"
"...Yes, yes." Xie Shi covered his clown hat with both hands and ran away in a hurry.
Chu Zheng waited for Xie to disappear, and strolled to Liu Zhong's shop for a breakfast and lunch.
Liu Zhong: "..."
"Girl, have you seen the news?" Liu Zhong was an uncle who was stinging his feet at this time, sitting opposite Chuzheng, with no image to speak of.
"what."
"Here." Liu Zhong turned out the news and showed it to Chuzheng: "The CEO of Fanxing Group seems to have an accident."
In the news, there is a picture of Xingjia Manor, and many reporters are around there.
This is not the same as those reporters who were making jokes last time. Now they are reporters, famous or not, and they are all here.
These reporters seem to have accurate information.
Something happened to Xing Jue, the man in power of the Fanxing Group.
Chuzheng didn't seem interested, she lowered her head and took two mouthfuls of rice, but soon she put down her chopsticks again: "I'm going out, the surnamed Bao wakes up and don't touch him, wait until I get back."
"Hey..." Liu Zhong looked at the unfinished meal: "It's a shame to waste."
-
Chuzheng entered the manor through the back door, and Hu Shuo was making a phone call.
"What do I want you to do, now the group of people outside is blocking the manor, trying to find a way! I don't care, you can find a way for me to support you for dry food?!"
After Hu Shuo roared, he cut off the call.
"what happened?"
Hu Shuo suddenly heard Chu Zheng's voice and was startled: "Chu... Miss Zheng, why are you here?"
"The employer doesn't look very safe." Chu Zheng's tone was calm.
Am I being weird here as a bodyguard
Hu Shuo didn't have time to say anything else, and quickly said the matter again: "The media has no idea where to get the accurate information. They know about the situation of Mr., and now they are all here to get the first-hand information."
*
Hu Shuo: Why is it so difficult for me, you still haven't voted for a monthly vote, huh huh!