"Just here," Duan Feifei stopped the car. "What do you want to drink? There is a supermarket where you came in. If you want to drink and eat ice cream or something, I'll go and buy it."
"No," Jiang Kuo looked at the front, "the front is empty. If you drive forward, I can't see the screen clearly."
"Do you really want to see it?" Duan Feifei was stunned.
"I didn't see why I came here?" Jiang Kuo said.
"I don't know," Duan Feifei smiled, "I thought you were just here to be romantic."
"It's very romantic to go to the front row to watch a movie," Jiang Kuo said.
"Okay, then go ahead and drive a little further." Duan Feifei nodded.
When the car drove forward, Jiang Kuo knew why Duan Feifei didn't plan to drive in any further. He drove to the most comfortable place with a few cars parked in front of him to see the most comfortable view of the screen, and he had to pass the sight of many people.
Because I wasn't watching the movie seriously at first, so if there was any movement, someone would turn around and look at it.
Especially since their car is still moving.
Jiang Kuo leaned back in the chair and smiled: "Hey."
"Is it alright here?" Duan Feifei stopped again.
"Okay," Jiang Kuo said, "what do you want to drink? I'll buy it."
Duan Feifei turned off the fire and looked at him: "Where did you buy it?"
"Over there," Jiang Kuo pointed to the fruit stand a few meters away, "I see juice, freshly squeezed."
"It's not necessarily hygienic," Duan Feifei reminded him, "this is not the freshly squeezed juice you usually order in a place that your six relatives don't recognize."
"I'm very adaptable," Jiang Kuo unfastened his seat belt. "Look at me eating everywhere with you, and I've never eaten a bad stomach."
"Okay," Duan Feifei opened the car door, "I'll go."
"Me, me, me," Jiang Kuo grabbed him, "I'll go buy it, I can really see that you're tired, I'll just go in these few steps, you're so numb today, Uncle Kuo loves you."
Duan Feifei laughed: "Okay."
There are still quite a few varieties of fruit on the fruit stand. It seems that the fruit store outside is set up here.
Jiang Kuo asked for a mixture of mango, orange and passion fruit juice. To be honest, the boss's juicing machine is not very clean. There are a lot of dripping juice and pulp residue on it, but Jiang Kuo can barely bear it. Anyway, drink it. It came out of the machine, not from the outside.
But the boss was very hygienic and took a look. He wiped the outside and surroundings of the machine with a rag overnight. Jiang Kuo suddenly felt nauseated, and quickly turned to look at the screen over there.
"Okay." The boss put the juice in front of him.
He quickly grabbed the juice and left.
When he opened the car door, Duan Feifei seemed to be taken aback, and turned his head after jumping.
"Asleep?" Jiang Kuo handed him the juice.
"No," said Duan Feifei, "I was confused for a while, and the door opened suddenly and startled me."
"Then next time I'll knock on the door first." Jiang Kuo got into the car.
Duan Feifei squeezed his waist with a smile.
"This juice is really hygienic..." Jiang Kuo looked at the glass of juice in his hand, "You can't watch the process of this thing."
"You can't drink it for me." Duan Feifei said.
"That's not enough, just take two sips and forget it," Jiang Kuo adjusted the seat back, opened the window halfway, and looked at the screen, "What movie?"
"...I didn't read it," Duan Feifei said, "I don't know."
"It's like a horror movie," Jiang Kuo snorted, "It's so romantic for young couples to watch horror movies on the top of the car with the wind blowing at night."
"If you're scared, you can give me a hug." Duan Fei leaned towards him, resting his arms on the back of the chair.
"You can throw yourself into my arms if you're afraid." Jiang Kuo glanced at him.
"Okay." Duan Feifei smiled and nodded.
The one shown in front was indeed a horror movie, and it was quite an old one. The quality of the picture was lower than that of their squad leader. Jiang Kuo watched and complained.
Duan Feifei responded from time to time beside him.
"If you close the car window, you won't be able to hear the shocking sound," Jiang Kuo drank his juice, "you won't be afraid at all."
"Okay." Duan Feifei said.
Then the window was closed.
Jiang Kuo glanced at him, Duan Feifei leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes half-squinted looking forward, Jiang Kuo could guess from his expression that his eyes were slack.
"Tired?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Not sleepy." Duan Feifei said.
"Come back," Jiang Kuo put down the juice, "change, come here and I'll drive."
"Huh?" Duan Feifei suddenly woke up and turned to look at him, "What's wrong? Didn't you watch?"
"No," Jiang Kuo reached out and touched his face, "You are so sleepy, go back to sleep."
"...No," Duan Feifei rubbed his face with a smile, "It's okay, I was confused for a while now and now I'm sober, after a while, I finally found a place."
"It's not a bad place," Jiang Kuo laughed. "It's very much like an entertainment venue in the town, it doesn't feel like a road movie."
"That's easy to say," Duan Feifei said. "We will drive out in the summer vacation and give you a real road movie experience."
"Okay," Jiang Kuo slapped his leg, and asked again after thinking about it, "It's time for your dad to come out, do you still have time to go out?"
Duan Feifei opened his mouth and said nothing, then fell silent.
"Hey, let's see later," Jiang Kuo took his hand, "It's not like going out for a month or two, there is always a chance in three or five days."
Duan Feifei held him with his backhand, tilted his head back, and sighed softly, "I don't know what my dad will be in when he comes out, it was the final stage of the demolition, I guess everything was messed up in the store. Done."
"Duan Feifei," Jiang Kuo looked at him and hesitated for a while before opening his mouth, "Actually, you don't need to worry so much. Uncle and the others can handle a lot of things themselves."
Duan Feifei looked at him: "No, the business in the store can't stop, there must be someone busy all the time. If there are other things to do, I have to go."
"Where's Duan Ling?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"She goes to work." Duan Feifei said.
"Then you have class too." Jiang Kuo said.
"I didn't go to class either," Duan Feifei smiled. "After class is over, there are still weekends."
Jiang Kuo didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to shut up.
Duan Feifei took a few sips of juice, reached out, scratched his head twice, and gently rubbed his thumb between his eyebrows: "Wrinkles are about to appear."
Jiang Kuo smiled and said nothing.
"I know what you mean, but you think I'm taking care of things in the store too much," Duan Feifei said. It's big, but after so many years of exhaustion, my body is not very good, I can do some things, after all, they have been taking care of me all these years, with... "
"Like my own son," Jiang Kuo frowned and turned his head. "My own son is really not like this. Look at Duan Ling, that's the real daughter."
Duan Feifei looked at him.
"I'm not talking about how old uncle and the others are. They are really kind to you, but they treat you well, and you try to repay every point you give," Jiang Kuo said, "you're afraid that they will treat you well. Your contribution is not equal to your return to them, you are afraid that what you return will not match what they pay... "
"Jiang Kuo..." Duan Feifei sighed.
"Isn't it?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"Let's not say whether it is or not," Duan Feifei said, "then what should I do?"
Jiang Kuo was stunned.
yes.
then what should we do
"I don't like being so tired either," Duan Feifei said, "but some things can only be like this. You are right in part, I do... I am afraid that they will not be able to repay their efforts. They have worked hard these years. One person has an extra expense, especially when I was a child, the business is not as good as it is now, they are afraid of losing money to me."
Jiang Kuo took a sip of juice in silence.
"My friend also said before, that if it weren't for you, wouldn't they do what you're doing now?" Duan Feifei rubbed his forehead, "But the point is, with me, I used to live at my grandmother's house, and my grandmother raised me. No, my old uncle took me over, this is a big burden, what else can I do other than try to reduce the burden on them?"
Jiang Kuo lowered his head and wiped his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei reached out to touch his face.
Jiang Kuo turned his head away.
"This movie can make you cry?" Duan Feifei said with a smile, "I thought you were so bold, Jiang Xiaokuo."
"Go away." Jiang Kuo said in a nasal voice.
"When my dad comes out," Duan Feifei tapped his finger up and down his ear, "The new store over there is open, I won't do anything in the store, the old man and the others will do it themselves, if the online store goes well , if the shipment volume is larger, we will discuss it and see if it becomes independent. If it is not possible for the time being, I will invite workers to help them.”
"Yeah." Jiang Kuo replied, "Actually, you can also open a branch, and open it in a farther place, and the two online stores will supply part of the goods at the same time, so it will be easier, and your father doesn't have to bother to go there. Learn the operation of the online store."
"Ah..." Duan Feifei smiled and stretched, "This is the best, but we also have to see if the online store can be done well. It's easy to open a store, and you have to make money to maintain it. It's really not easy. ."
"No problem," Jiang Kuo said, "you have to learn from me and be optimistic."
"Okay." Duan Feifei said.
"Aren't you angry?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Why are you angry?" Duan Feifei also asked.
"I just said those words," Jiang Kuo said. "Actually, after you explained it to me, I still think that you... worked too hard, too persistent in repaying your kindness, but I can understand it. Will you be angry? That's just me. idea."
"No," Duan Feifei squeezed his neck, "what's wrong with this, what you said is true, anyone else would have such an idea, but I have no solution for the time being."
Jiang Kuo didn't speak anymore, and Duan Feifei didn't speak anymore.
The two of them leaned back together, looking at the screen in front of them.
I don't know if I suddenly talked about those things just now, and although Jiang Kuo was not tired these two days, he was really a little bored because of boredom, and now he started to feel sleepy.
He stretched out his hand to Duan Feifei, and Duan Feifei quickly took his hand.
Duan Feifei's hand was very warm, and the warmth quickly ran to the whole body along the palm of his hand, feeling very comfortable.
I don't know when the movie will end, nor when this open-air theater will end.
Anyway, when someone knocked on the window, they were still sleeping together in the car.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo stared at Duan Feifei in bewilderment.
"Li Xiao." Duan Feifei lowered the car window.
Who is Li Xiao
It sounds a little familiar, it should be from their class.
However, Jiang Kuo saw the face of the man outside and did not match the name.
"Aren't you two going back to school?" Li Xiao asked.
"Back," Duan Feifei rubbed his eyes and glanced outside again, "Are they all gone?"
"The barbecue stalls have been withdrawn," Li Xiao said. "I don't know, I thought you two were security guards."
Duan Feifei laughed: "I fell asleep."
"Driving a luxury car and sleeping in an open-air cinema," Li Xiao nodded, "it's a life we can't understand."
"Fuck off," Duan Feihan stuck his head out and looked, "Are you alone?"
"Two," Li Xiao said, "she went ahead, I'll come and call you."
"Do you want to take it back?" Jiang Kuo asked in a low voice beside him.
Duan Feifei felt that President Jiang was going to hear this sentence, and he might have to sigh that his son had changed so much, even Duan Feifei was a little surprised.
"What's the matter with you?" he asked Li Xiao, "Want to take you for a while?"
"Let's go back for a walk, it's a good night," Li Xiao looked at the back seat of the car, "sitting in the back seat is like praying to Buddha, forget it."
"Then you two go for a walk!" Duan Feifei smiled and closed the car window.
The car turned around and drove back the same way.
Jiang Kuo looked outside, and there was indeed no one there. All the stalls were withdrawn, and even the screen was gone. When the car drove to the intersection, he saw the last few people who came out sparsely.
"Who is Li Xiao?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"114, the last time Lu Haobo found fault was that Li Xiao wanted to change dormitories," Duan Feifei said, "Remember?"
"I remember," Jiang Kuo said, "he's not from our class, is he?"
"No, from the next class," Duan Feifei glanced at him, "Is your ability to recognize heads a little too rude..."
Jiang Kuo smiled, then suddenly turned his head after thinking about it: "Did we hold hands just now?"
"Well, hold each other tightly, love is stronger than gold..." Duan Feifei said.
"Damn." Jiang Kuo frowned and sighed. Although he didn't care about being seen, he didn't want to be seen by people in the school and then spread the word.
"Just kidding," Duan Feifei said, "you took your hand back a long time ago."
"Me?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"Well, maybe it's hot," Duan Feifei said, "I couldn't even pull it, so I pulled it away with great determination."
Jiang Kuo turned his head and laughed for a long time.
Although they should not have been seen sleeping hand in hand, many people still know about Duan Feifei and Jiang Kuo sleeping in the open-air cinema on the bar street with Jiang Kuo's 911.
Tang Li knew it, which meant that there was still a certain amount of strength in this communication, at least among their classes.
But okay.
At least the people around me responded well.
For example, Li Zirui's reaction is very good.
"You two really drove there to watch a movie and fell asleep?" Li Zirui turned around and asked.
Jiang Kuo glanced at the English teacher in front of him and nodded.
"What do you think?" Li Zirui began to laugh.
Duan Feifei sighed.
Tang Li pulled on Li Zirui's clothes: "Don't desert, listen to the class."
Duan Feifei's birthday was still two days away, and Jiang Kuo never thought of what gift he should give him.
When Li Zirui was talking to him, he was lying on the table worried.
Thinking about gifts could be as simple as falling asleep while watching a movie.
He had already given practical gifts. After a month, if he gave something too practical, it would be meaningless, and there would be an illusion that Duan Feihan had nothing.
But he really can't think of a practical romantic gadget.
He is not a person who can do romantic tricks. Duan Feifei, who seems to be busy in and out of the Chai Mi, Oil and Salt Store, is dozens of times stronger than him.
A person who can sing and play put together a small party.
Although…
At this moment, a Duan Feifei with a rose in his mouth flashed through his mind.
He couldn't help lying on the table, buried his face in his arms and laughed wildly for two minutes.
"Why?" Duan Feifei asked quietly beside him.
"No." Jiang Kuo was about to speak, but when he turned to see Duan Feihan, the picture in his mind suddenly became three-dimensional, and he immediately lay back and began to laugh.
Duan Feifei clicked his tongue: "My high school classmate just sent me a message. On my birthday, the hotel is ready. In his hotel, I can book a conference hall."
"... Conference hall?" Jiang Kuo stopped smiling, "How many people are there?"
"More than 30," Duan Feifei said, "the conference hall can fit three large tables."
More than 30, catching up with a class, Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifei, who was poking his mobile phone quickly under the table. This person was a classmate and friend invited for his birthday. It is estimated that he has spoken more than nine years of compulsory education plus three years of high school. There are many people.
"There are so many people," Jiang Kuo said, "Do you have birthday gifts as well?"
Duan Feifei glanced at him, then lowered his head and smiled for a long time: "No, there are many of my junior high school and high school classmates in the local area, plus a few friends from the market, including Dong Kun Dingzhe and the others, the three tables are alright, it's going to be New Year's Eve There is no problem with gathering five or six tables when we are there.”
"Are you familiar with them?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"We're very familiar," said Duan Feifei, "I've known each other for so many years, and I'll be angry if you miss out."
Jiang Kuo lay back on the table, looked at Duan Feifei, and sighed in his heart.
"There were a lot of people that day," Duan Feifei said, "I will definitely be taken away, you will..."
"Don't take special care of me," Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand and gently dipped his little finger on the back of his hand twice, "Don't keep thinking about what will happen to me, whether I will do it again."
"Okay," Duan Feifan pinched the tip of his little finger, "Got it."
In the end, Jiang Kuo prepared a gift for Duan Feifei that was neither practical nor affordable, but rather romantic the next day.
Duan Feifei is busy with Niu Sandao today, and will close the store tomorrow afternoon, so some things have to be done today.
Jiang Kuo packed Duan Feifei's gift at the second gate on the tenth floor alone.
The previous method of wrapping rolls has been used, and now he is holding his mobile phone, flipping through the videos one by one, what "simple gift wrapping", what "creative gift wrapping", what "packaging that makes the gift instantly taller" "…
None of them were easy to use, including the "hand-teach you six ways to wrap gifts that elementary school students can learn". He opened it for a long time and didn't even understand the first step.
Jiang Kuo, elementary school students are not as good.
When the phone rang, he had already given up, and he was ready to pack the beef just like Niu Sandao used kraft paper to pack the beef.
The news was sent by Jiang Liao, a few pictures.
Several logo designs, several packaging designs, and two videos are ready-made sample displays.
Jiang Kuo admired Jiang's ability to act, and said that he only had half an hour of work a day, but he even made samples in a few days.
And from the point of view of him, a layman but very picky, he looks pretty good.
Several of the logos are deformed based on the head of a cow, and the other two look deformed to the extent that you don't say it's a cow, and you'd think it's a fork at best, but they're all cool and eye-catching.
The packaging bags are made of more conventional red and green. There are two designs with pictures of sauced beef, but Jiang Kuo's understanding of sauced beef can tell at a glance that this is not sauced beef.
"That picture isn't beef with sauce, I'll tell you first." Jiang Kuo called Jiang Liao.
"Are you ill?" Jiang Liao said, "I just found the picture just for the purpose. Did you give me the picture of the sauced beef? It's impossible to lower the price, Jiang Kuo."
"No," Jiang Kuo laughed, "I'll tell you that it's not sauce beef."
"Understood," Jiang Liao said, "You can see if you can do it, pick one that looks pleasing to the eye, and try to adapt to it if it doesn't. I won't make major changes, and only accept changes in color schemes and fonts."
Jiang Kuo didn't speak and looked at the packaging bag in the video.
"Hang up." Jiang Liao said.
"Wait," Jiang Kuo said, "you can send this bag to me, and send it to the next morning right now."
"Why?" Jiang said.
"Don't ask," Jiang Kuo said. "Send them to me right away. I'll get them before dinner tomorrow."
"No time." Jiang said.
"Tomorrow's Duan Feifei's birthday," Jiang Kuo said, "I want to use these things, you can help me send them."
"Ah..." Jiang Liao lengthened his voice, "Jiang Kuo, you are so annoying..."
"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said.