Title: The rice bucket next door
Author: Jiu Xiaoqi
Copywriting:
The rice bucket next door, you have eaten so much of my food, what do you plan to pay back
money? I don't need money, I only want people.
Content label: urban love made by heaven
Search keywords: protagonist: blue shirt ┃ supporting role: ┃ other: Jiu Xiaoqi
☆, 1 chance encounter
After the Ching Ming Festival, the northern sky has just been washed away by a light rain. At this moment, it is blue and clear, like the clear blue water of the Maldives.
The weekend is a good day to go out and fool around with friends.
Lanshan walked out of the subway and wanted to take a taxi. Today's exhibition center is absolutely hot. According to the urinary nature of the traffic in City B, it will be blocked at the moment.
So she decided to walk past her slender and sexy legs.
Sure enough, she did not expect it. Along the way, the cars on the road are like dumplings cooked in a soup pot, swelling, floating, and crowded in densely packed places, all immobile. Occasionally, there was a squeeze and stoppage, which caused a horn around, accompanied by waves of curses, although the tone was irritable, but it was so lonely and resentful.
Poor! Lanshan sighed sympathetically, but did not stop.
The drivers stuck on the side of the road saw the beautiful women passing by, one by one, they honked their horns frantically. Lanshan didn't know that they were pressing for her, and she felt that these people were too idle.
A young man with a gray camera head rolled down the car window and looked at the blue shirt with a grin, "Beauty, appointment?"
Lanshan rolled his eyes, "Ask your uncle!"
The young man was scolded, and was not angry, but seemed to have gained some great honor. He smiled, "My uncle is old, so I can't make an appointment. Why don't you try me?"
The blue shirt did not answer, bent down to pick up a small stone under the tree, and threw his hand up.
"Ouch!" the young man cried out in pain, clutching his forehead.
The blue shirt clapped his hands, flicked his hair triumphantly, and left.
***
Little Rape stood outside the International Exhibition Center, looking at the surging flow of people in the distance.
The nickname "Little Rape" was given to her by Lanshan. Lanshan said she was too talented and had to call her Little Rape.
Far away, Xiao Rape saw the blue shirt at a glance.
—It’s so easy to recognize. Girls who can grow to one meter and seven meters are rare these days.
The blue shirt is dressed casually today: a melon-red printed sweater on the upper body, which matches the color of the skin; the lower body is sky blue denim trousers, wrapped with straight and slender legs; bean-green flat shoes, plus a handbag of the same color; no accessories .
In short, beauties, just wear them casually.
Her hair was thick and jet-black, with big waves perming, and was now draped over her shoulders. The spring wind is like a little hooligan, blowing slowly, constantly blowing her hair.
Lanshan stopped and looked around, hoping to find a small rape in the vast crowd.
There are too many people to find...
Seeing Lanshan taking out his mobile phone and wanting to make a call, Little Rape had to walk over by herself, "Lanshan, you didn't see me again!"
Lanshan put away the phone and touched her head, "Goodbye."
Good girl...
Little Rape slapped her hand away, "Let's go, sister will take you to meet the world."
Of course, the exhibition center is for exhibitions. The exhibition will naturally increase people's knowledge, but today this exhibition...
Full name: B City Cultural and Art Festival.
At first, Lanshan was embarrassed when he heard Xiao Rape say that he was coming to watch, but then he felt bored. Sexual culture, isn’t it XXOO something, it’s worth holding a cultural festival
Xiao Rape seriously criticized her prejudice, listed the popularity of the previous sex culture festivals, and finally said: Our goal is pure, just to open our eyes.
Well, an eye-opener. So the blue shirt came.
After walking in the exhibition center for a few times, she found that she was quite knowledgeable. All kinds of health care knowledge, kidney advertisements, sex toys, etc. There are also model shows and exchange activities, and it is said that a few well-known porn stars in the industry have been invited.
The exhibition center is divided into several pavilions, among which Hall D is the exhibition area for sex toys, which is very large and has several partitions. Lanshan and Little Rape were amazed as they watched, lamenting that there is really no lower limit to human creativity. The big JJ is weak in everything. There are some things they don't know. They have to brainstorm together to guess what it is for.
Walked, walked to the inflatable doll exhibition area.
Well, I know all of these.
But what surprised Lanshang is that in addition to inflatable dolls, there are also non-inflated dolls. The inflatable ones are much more expensive than the inflatable ones.
Yes, I've learned a lot again.
There are some so-called hyper-simulations, which are really real, enough to be fake.
Little Rape pointed to a scratching doll at the corner, and said angrily, "Look, blue shirt, this thing costs 998,000! If there is money to buy this, who would buy this?!"
Uh, this seems to make sense...
Lanshan walked over and poked the doll's Mimi. She glanced out of the corner and swept to another super-simulated doll in the corner.
Although the place is remote, the doll immediately attracted her attention.
It was sitting on a chair, wearing a white shirt, brown trousers, and its hair was cut short, neat and clean. It was hanging his eyes slightly, as if thinking, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his eyes were clean.
It's so realistic. If it weren't for its dull eyes, the blue shirt would have thought it was a real person.
However, real people certainly can't grow so good-looking.
Little Cole also found him. She pulled her blue shirt arm very excitedly, "That's a man! There are also male inflatable dolls here? Oh, yeah..."
As he said, he pulled the blue shirt and ran over to look.
The blue shirt was also a little excited.
I just glanced at it not far away, and it already felt good, but after I got closer, it was even more shocking.
The complexion is very white, but it is not pale, but it reveals the luster and complexion that a normal human should have; the facial lines are relatively soft, and the facial features are very delicate, but it is not the beautiful, delicate and handsome of the mother. It looks like a noble boy born out of the genes of generations of beauties; the nose is tall, the eyebrows are black, the eyelashes are thick, and the eyes are dark... It sits in the dark, and the whole thing looks like a static sketch. The painter has worked so hard to draw light and shadow with lead-colored lines, striving for perfection in every detail.
However, no matter how good-looking, they are all fake, just like those handsome guys in anime. Thinking of this, the blue shirt was not so excited, touching his chin quietly admiring it.
"Lanshan, do you think it is a man?" Little Rape is a little confused. The dolls here are all beauties, why suddenly a handsome guy pops up? Is it a female man designed for heavy taste users? Thinking of this, she looked at it again, and the more she looked at it, the more possible it became.
Lanshan didn't know which of her tendons was wrong, she suddenly touched the handsome guy's chin and smiled squintingly, "It looks so good-looking, it must be a boy's paper!"
"Boy Paper"'s eyes moved slightly, but Lanshan was talking to Little Rape but didn't notice it.
And Little Rape is now looking between its legs, trying to find more convincing evidence to determine the sex of the doll.
It's a pity that the pants it wears are looser, and the hem of the shirt is long enough to sit down and cover the important parts. In short, I just can't see it.
After Lanshan touched its chin, it felt good in the hand, so he patted its face again, and said while patting, "I said little rape, now this technology is more and more developed, and this face is still warm. You might as well Buy one and go back and sing song every night till dawn, how about?"
The little rapeseed is still studying, "I have to make sure it has a handle first, and don't buy a female man back then."
The blue shirt said, "It's easy to handle, you can't figure it out if you take a look at it."
It’s not that Little Cole has never thought about picking up pants, but it’s not good to pick up people’s pants. Although it is just a simulation doll, the doll is also dignified... She looked up and looked around. There is even a staff member nearby. No.
Originally there were, but the porn stars came and many staff ran to see them.
Too unprofessional! Little Rapeseed was a little annoyed, and was entangled in whether to pick up his pants, and suddenly heard a male voice above her head saying, "How can you do this?!" The voice was very close, and it was the imitation doll.
Little Rapeseed was very excited, "Lanshan, you see it will be irritable! Hahaha will it be irritating..."
The blue shirt was already shocked and speechless. Little Rapeseed only heard it "squeaky", but she clearly saw it move, hiding her hand with her head turned!
And the look in its eyes suddenly seemed to regain consciousness, frowning at this moment, looking at her condemningly.
No matter how advanced technology is now, it is impossible to make such subtle expressions realistic.
It's so clean, what kind of evil is this...
Little Rape finally made up his mind, "Blue shirt, I have decided, it is up to you to perform this glorious task, come and pick his pants!"
The blue shirt just wants to run now.
She hadn't implemented the retreat strategy yet, and saw it, ah no, it should be "him"... He suddenly stood up. Because of the too much movement, the calf hit the chair, and the chair was forced to move back a few centimeters. The huge exhibition area sounded harsh friction and impact.
Little Cole sat on the ground in fright, looking at him in horror.
His face was very ugly, and it was as heavy as a plume cloud.
Lanshan helped the little rapeseed and apologized to him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb you, you... Pick slowly, hehehehe, slowly..."
After finishing speaking, he took the small rapeseed and fled.
Until she walked out of Hall D, Little Rape's expression was still a bit unreal, she was in a daze, "Blue shirt, is that inflatable doll mature?"
Blue Shirt was dumbfounded, and pulled her head, "That's a big living person!"
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☆, 2 revenge
Qiao Feng didn't expect to encounter such a frantic female hooligan.
In broad daylight, the universe is bright, and the courage is too big. This is a national exhibition full of people.
He looked around and found that he seemed to have broken into no man's land.
... how about people
There are no real people, but there are a lot of fake ones. All of them are hot and sexy.
He is inexplicable, how did he get here
The memory slowly moved forward. He is here for a blind date today. The other party is a girl who is engaged in art, and he made an appointment here to meet him. He came first. The girl was stuck in traffic on the road and was late. He waited for a while, bored, so he came in and strolled around by himself. After walking for a while, I suddenly thought of an interesting proposition. I thought about it as I walked, and finally saw an empty chair and sat down unconsciously.
Then the old monk entered samādhi.
Oh, forgot to mention that he is an associate professor and his research field is quantum physics.
Then he was molested, and the other party not only touched his face, but also wanted to strip his pants...
Such hooliganism refreshed Qiao Feng's understanding of the world. The woman also said to let him "slowly pick". As for what to pick, it was obvious.
Thinking of this, looking at the simulation toys around, those big eyes that were originally sluggish are full of provocative gazes at the moment. He was a little uncomfortable and left quickly.
The entire exhibition area is not empty, but the place where he stayed just now is not crowded. When the staff sees such a high-quality handsome guy, it is inevitable to look twice; and feel that the porn stars are here. This handsome guy is not in a hurry to see, is he not interested in women...
The blind date girl finally came, and the two went to lunch first.
At the dinner table, the girl inevitably had to question Qiao Feng. What do the parents do, are there any brothers and sisters in the family, whether there is a car or a house, is the house full? …
Qiao Feng's answer was very concise. What should I ask and answer: My parents are both college teachers, and I also have an older brother who has no car, a house, and full payment.
The girl nodded, and then asked, "You are in good conditions. The house must have been bought early? Is it in the city center?" This is very important.
Qiao Feng's house is on the North Fourth Ring Road, close to where he works. In his opinion, North Fourth Ring Road is not a city center, so he shook his head, "Not here."
Ah, is that in the suburbs? The girl was a little disappointed. After a while, she asked again, "Then how many fixed assets are in your name?"
Qiao Feng's knowledge of his own property situation is never as clear and precise as Planck's constant. He shook his head again, "I don't know too well."
The girl automatically translated this sentence into: Except for a house, I basically have no fixed assets.
After some conversation, the girl gave Qiao Feng points in her heart. Other conditions are so-so and pass, it is this appearance, the score is too high, and the average score is raised to a certain extent.
In short, we can continue to investigate.
After lunch, the two went to see the exhibition together. The girl asked Qiao Feng here for her consideration—seeing how he behaved when facing the exposed models on the booth, you can generally judge the lust of this person.
Qiao Feng basically didn't look at the models—they dressed too little, and it was rude for him to stare at others. He kept looking ahead, or looking at the ground, and looking into her eyes when talking to her.
The girl is very satisfied with this. His eyes are beautiful, black and white, and clean, and when he looks at her, she feels like she is wrapped in clear water.
They talked as they walked. The girl talked about her art theory, and talked to him about Foucault and Derrida. Qiao Feng listened quietly. The girl thought he didn't understand, so she was so proud. She smiled embarrassedly, turned her face away charmingly, and asked, "Do you think these are boring if I say this?"
"No," Qiao Feng shook his head, "It's very interesting. You can talk about Lyotard, Hamabeth, Feyerabend, I really want to hear it."
"..." Is this handsome guy really just as simple as a physics teacher... The girl couldn't hold her face, and she didn't have the confidence to speak as before.
Seeing that she had a bad face, Qiao Feng thought he had said something wrong, so he changed the subject, "Actually, I don't know much about postmodern art. Let's talk about the Renaissance?"
Next, the girl said less and less.
Inexplicably cold, Qiao Feng didn't know what was going on. However, he has been cold a lot, and now he has exercised, and he can deal with it calmly.
The two slid to the collection exhibition area, where there is a wide variety of things, showing the cultural level of people at home and abroad, ancient and modern. Among them are some ceramics and paintings, which are very precious antiques.
Qiao Feng could look at these things seriously, and he wouldn't feel embarrassed. Instead, it was the girl who blushed and her eyes fluttered beside him.
After leaving the collection exhibition area, he had to pass the hall again. Qiao Feng glanced in the corner inadvertently and saw two familiar figures.
Lanshan thought it was amazing. If she saw these things on other occasions, she would be quite embarrassed. But now she has been swimming in this sea of heavy flavors for a long time, and suddenly there is a kind of calmness. Thinking about it carefully, love between men and women is a very common thing, in fact, there is no need to be too evasive.
In the lobby, advertisers were distributing free models, and the blue shirt and the small rape received a large JJ made of foam. Because the model is too long, it can be used as a weapon, and I don't know who started it. In short, the two began to use the model to fight each other.
It didn't hurt to hit the foam anyway, and the two of them had a great time.
Qiao Feng stopped.
These are the two people who want to pick up his pants.
The blind date girl walking by his side looked at him and immediately laughed, her smile reserved and slightly disapproving.
Qiao Feng's gaze stopped for a moment on the camera diagonally above Lanshan's head. He took out his cell phone silently.
After one minute and thirty seconds, Qiao Feng glanced at the big screen.
The blind date girl whispered, "Why are you ignoring me?"
"Huh? I'm sorry I didn't hear clearly, what are you talking about?"
"I said, they are so courageous!"
Qiao Feng agreed, "It's quite big."
Someone in the hall has found something wrong, pointing at the big screen, joking. The blind date girl also saw it, and she covered her mouth in surprise, "What's the matter, look at it!"
Qiao Feng collected the phone and said, "Let's go."
Hidden merit and fame.
More and more people are discovering the change of the big screen. The original commercial was gone and turned into a picture with messy colors. The background of the picture is almost still, there are only two women...
Little Rape was having fun, she accidentally glanced at the big screen, and then screamed, "Look at the blue shirt, there are two two hundred and five on the big screen taking JJ each other!"
Blue shirt: "..."
She turned to look at the big screen. The woman on the screen can only see her back, dressed exactly like the two of them. She raised her hand unwillingly, and the tall woman on the screen also raised her hand.
She looked around again, um, many people were looking at them.
Little Cole was also stupid, she looked up to see if there was a camera nearby.
Then, Lan Shan saw the face of Little Rape on the screen.
It’s too late to think about what’s going on, Lanshan now has only one thought in his mind—
"run!"
The blue shirt gave an order, and the two threw the model away and ran away.
There are ten steps to run out, and the blue shirt stepped on a discarded flyer. The paper surface of the flyer itself is smooth, and then it touches the smooth ground, running and stepping on it is like stepping on a skateboard.
Her feet slid wide, and she was about to fall.
Little Rape pulled her a hand, but did not hold it, only pulling her around half of her body.
So she fell down on her side, her shoulders landed first, and her head tilted down for a moment. Then, there was a soft "crack" in her neck.
…
Lanshan walked out of the National Exhibition with his neck tilted. The girl's look is too unusual, attracting countless people's attention along the way.
Little Rape stopped a taxi and helped the blue shirt in. Lanshan was forced to turn her head sideways, her black hair covered half of her face, and she was too lazy to tidy up, leaning on the seat embarrassedly.
The driver saw that she was inconvenient to move, and asked, "What's wrong with my sister?"
Little Rape replied, "Don't mention it! Master, please take us to the hospital."
"Okay," the driver replied, and then said, "The road conditions are a little better now, the porcelain that was blocked this morning."
Little rape looks at the driver's master from the rearview mirror. A very young guy with a pale face. It is strange that a piece of green on his forehead. She was surprised, "Master, can you see your Yintang? It's... but it's very blue." Long green leaves.
The master chuckled, "Don't worry, I'm not entangled by evil, but I just ran into the plague god. Today I met a beautiful girl, she was so smooth, and she was bright, and I was poor with her. Sent, the girl got so angry that she hit me with pebbles."
Little Rape grinned, "Who's girl is so ruthless?"
"Who knows... In fact, it's nothing, it's not good-looking, it's slowing business. There were a few people today. When I pulled the car door and saw my Yintang turned green, I turned around and left."
Little rape is amused.
The driver also said that if the girl dared to ride in his car, he would surely take the person to Yanqing and throw it under the Wild Great Wall to let her walk back by herself.
Little Rape asked, "What if she meets a bad person?"
"It's okay, I drove next to her and followed her."
With that, both of them laughed.
Lanshan held his neck with one hand and pulled his hair with the other, trying to cover his entire face. At the same time, tears of bitter X were left silently in my heart. What is going on this day...
☆ Three gods
Lanshan arrived at the hospital and took a film, his bones were not injured. The doctor corrected her, put on plasters, and prescribed other medicines to let her go home and rest well. Don't move her neck in the near future.
Injury has the benefits of injury, for example... She can take sick leave.
Her immediate boss is called Lao Wang, a middle-aged man who is divorced and has a baby. Lao Wang heard that Lanshan was going to take a week of sick leave. He yelled through his mobile phone, wishing to catch her back and throw her into the alchemy furnace.
Lanshan frowned because of his quarrel. She took her phone away and replied calmly, "Okay, then I'll go to work tomorrow. But I'll be the first to speak, I am now wearing a plaster that smells, smells, smells, and nose. Your neck is still stubborn. If you are not afraid that your customers are worried that our company will only ask for sick scorpions, I will immediately go back and saddle you with hard work."
Lao Wang complained a few more words, and had to agree to her request.
A week later, Lanshan recovered and returned to work gloriously.
Colleagues and subordinates were very enthusiastic when they saw her, and greeted her with pleasure and condolences. Regardless of whether it was true or false, the blue shirts were all received, and the muscles of the corners of the mouth were stiff with laughter.
She went to the Personnel Department to sell the fakes first, and Xiao Liu, the personnel commissioner, saw the blue shirt and smiled, "Oh, Sister Lan, you can count it."
The blue shirt was happy, "Why, miss me?"
"That must be," Xiao Liu is from the Northeast, and he speaks with a hometown accent unconsciously. He is quite humorous. "Not only I think, who doesn't want you in the whole company. Look at Mr. Wang, if you don't come, he is like losing his arm. of."
Lanshan knew that Xiao Liu was complimenting that she was Mr. Wang's right-hand man. She followed Xiao Liu's accent and said, "Don't bury me, I'm stupid."
Xiao Liu smiled and said, "You are too modest. Who doesn't know, with your talents, let alone marketing, it's just a pyramid scheme. That's appropriate."
"With your talent, you should talk about cross talk."
After spending a while with Xiao Liu Peng, Lanshan rolled back to the sales department. The company she works for is a 4S shop of a certain brand of automobiles, with a medium scale. The chief of the sales department is Lao Wang, and the two supervisors underneath, one of which is the blue shirt. The two supervisors each led a sales team. During non-holidays, one team was on duty in the exhibition hall to receive customers, the other team was engaged in customer development outside, and the two teams took turns on duty.
This week it is the turn of Lanshan and the others for reception. When Lanshan came to the exhibition hall, he saw several sales consultants chatting together at the front desk. She hadn't been here for a week, and they obviously relaxed a lot.
The blue shirt brought them back to work.
So they stopped chatting and started playing with their phones with their heads down.
The blue shirt is not easy to control too harshly, and it attracts complaints. Anyway, today is a working day, and there are no customers yet. She made a cup of coffee and sat down and touched her neck. She was very flexible and good, and she smelled it hard. Not bad, there was no trace of the plaster.
After a while, customers came to visit one after another. A few sales consultants get busy, entertain them warmly, inquire about their purchase intentions, show people around, watch cars, and so on.
Selling a car is not like selling cabbage. Hundreds of thousands of transactions are often not completed in a short while. The sales consultants sent away three waves of customers, but did not make a single order, only entered the information, and went back to follow up.
Lanshan was afraid that they would be lost, and teased them for a while.
Another person opened the door and walked in. When the people in the exhibition hall heard the movement and looked up, they all looked at the visitors like a ghost.
He was tall and wore the inferior camouflage uniforms commonly seen on migrant workers. His exposed skin was bronzed. At first glance, he often worked. There was a large sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and his hand had a root that burned half of the smoke.
His clothes are dirty, and they don't know where they are stained with white ash.
Such a person walked into the bright and clean high-end automobile sales showroom.
The sales consultants looked at each other, and no one planned to leave to meet him.
To do their job is to meet people and eat dishes. Our cars are only sold to wealthy people. If you can't make money, we won't waste resources on you.
A new sales consultant said to him, "My buddy, we don't sell tractors."
He wasn't angry, he grinned, showing his neat white teeth, "Can't you just look at it?"
Lanshan glared at his low-mouthed subordinate. She walked over, smiled politely at him, and glanced at the cigarette in his hand, "This sir, this is a no-smoking area, please pinch the cigarette first."
"I'm sorry," he said, and put the cigarette out in the ashtray.
Lanshan raised his hand and made a "please" gesture, "Please go here, let's sit down and talk."
He was a little surprised, but soon followed Lanshan to the reception area. Lanshan asked him what he was drinking, and he replied with tea, so Lanshan personally made him a cup of tea.
The people in the exhibition hall looked at them puzzledly.
The blue shirt didn't realize it, and smiled and talked with him.
This gentleman's surname is Wu, and this time he is here to show his brother the car. His brother is a bit bored and stubborn.
"You have to wave yourself." He complained.
Lanshan already had a judgment in his mind. The message revealed by this remark is that even if he doesn't shake the number, he has other ways.
Either power or money.
The blue shirt remained silent, and asked, "Does your brother have any models in the picture? Or what preferences does he have?"
"He, he likes to be low-key, he doesn't like to be ostentatious."
Lanshan smiled, with a brisk tone, "Then you can choose right, our brand is a typical low-key luxury with connotation."
He took off his sunglasses, clicked on her with the sunglasses, and smiled, "It's really good, I like it."
When Lan Shan saw his face, he was a little stunned. This guy is pretty handsome. The facial features are tough and deep, very masculine, and not as rough as ordinary masculine men.
Good professionalism made Lanshan quickly recovered. She recommended him a model with a good price/performance ratio, "How about the A4? We are a very popular one here."
He asked, "Beauty, are you afraid that I came from the construction site and can't afford your car?"
Lanshan smiled and replied, "Look at what you said. Even if you come from the construction site, you are the construction prince."
He was amused. "You are quite interesting."
Lanshan thought to herself, if my sister really treats you as an ordinary migrant worker, you will be in vain all these years.
If your eyes are not poisonous, you won't be able to sell. It is not wrong to judge a person's social status based on his clothing, but this is not a golden rule. What really reflects a person's identity is his conversation and temperament. This person is not cramped at all after entering the door, his presence and aura are very strong, it can be seen that he has not been under people for a long time; after being ridiculed by others, he did not embarrass himself or refute impatiently, but travelled well, showing his self-confidence and calmness; being asked to pinch Shishi was able to apologize and obey, which shows that he is well-educated...
In short, she couldn't make a mistake.
He took a sip of tea, put down the cup and said, "I don't watch the A series, do you have an R8?"
Even though he knew that this person was not poor, Lanshan's heartbeat speeded up a bit when he heard this.
The new R8 bare bare car costs more than two million yuan.
Lanshan took him to the test drive in awe.
The test drive result is quite satisfactory. He wants a white one, which happens to be in stock. Lanshan was about to urge him to finalize the contract today, but he didn't expect him to say first, "It's not bad. Let's take this one. I'll give you a deposit today, and I will pick up the car in a few days."
… Refreshing!
Lan Shan took him to fill in the information, and she saw that he had written two mobile phone numbers in the contact number column.
"One is mine and the other is my brother's." He explained.
The next step was to sign the contract, pay the deposit, and the various processes went down, and the blue shirt led his subordinates to send him a warm welcome.
When returning to the exhibition hall, the eyes of several subordinates looking at the blue shirts were full of admiration.
***
When he got home from get off work, Lanshan was still a little excited. It's not that she's never had a good car, but it's really rare for her to be as simple as today's local tyrant and not even return the price. The commission for car sales is gradual. The profit margins for each car and each salesperson are different. The company only stipulates the lowest affordable reserve price for a certain car, and the specific price is controlled by the salesperson. For the part that exceeds the reserve price, she can get a 35 percent commission. Adding in the commission below the reserve price, the money is considerable. Moreover, she can get extra bonus this month...
The more she thought about it, the happier she became, so she called Little Rape, thinking about it.
Little Rape answered the phone, and without waiting for her to stop, she called out, "Blue shirt! I saw an animal today!"
"It's a mule or a horse? You've never seen the world before, but how excited are you?"
"It's a human! I rub, you don't know how hateful he is! He went to university at the age of fifteen, and he went to the best university in the country. He is only twenty-five years old this year, and he is already an associate professor!"
Ah, it turned out to be an elite monster, and the blue shirt calmly replied, "There are so many cows... How did you know him?"
"I don't know him, I only see his information. Our company is planning a big project recently and would like to hire a senior consultant. Our leaders attach great importance to this matter, let the elder sister of our department ask grandpa to tell grandma. He still betrayed the hue, in short, he must be dealt with. You don’t know, this animal has been targeted by our competitors..."
Lanshan thought she was a bit exaggerated, "Is there such a god?"
"Yes, really! This animal, do you know what is the most evil thing? Ah is actually teaching physics, and for us this is purely a game of play. Damn! People can play tickets like this, How can we mortals mix?"
Lanshan also felt that this kind of thing was indeed a bit smashing, and she comforted her, "You are not engaged in research and development."
"Fortunately, I'm not in research and development. You don't know how wonderful the expression is when the boss of our R&D department looks at the information of that animal today. If someone is not there, he will definitely kneel down and watch it! But unfortunately, there is no picture in the information. , We can't see the face of the great god."
Lanshan said, "It must be ugly. People are like this. If the face is no matter how good it is, will he leave a way for others to survive? He must have no way to survive. He has been poisoned by his roommate 108 times a long time ago. NS."
Little rape takes it seriously.
After chatting with Little Rape for a while, Lanshan told her about the big order she took today. Little rapeseed is also very happy-can kill the blue shirt again!
As soon as I hung up, someone rang the doorbell, and the takeaway ordered by Blue Shirt arrived. She was too excited when talking on the phone, and she was not hungry at all. She glanced at the food and had no appetite, so she pushed aside and stopped eating.
That night, Lanshan had a dream, dreaming that he was sleeping on RMB.
☆ 4 strangers
At noon, as soon as Qiao Feng prepared the food, his brother came.
His brother's name is Wu Wen, and the two brothers have one with his father's surname and the other with his mother's surname.
There is a tradition in their family that no matter how busy they are, they always take time out to eat with their family every week. But now, their parents are not in city B.
His father, Professor Wu, works in the Department of Civil Engineering of University A. He is currently a well-known scholar in Japan as a visiting professor and will stay in Japan for a period of time. His mother, Professor Qiao, works in the Department of Folk Literature of University B, and now takes the students to Guangxi. Folk songs are collected in ethnic areas, and the jargon is called "field work".
You can't meet up, you can also video. Professor Qiao’s communication was inconvenient and he had no access to the Internet, so Qiao Feng only connected to Professor Wu.
The time difference between China and Japan is only one hour. They both postpone and postpone them for half an hour and have lunch together.
The brothers sat at the dining table, Qiao Feng pressed the TV remote control, and Professor Wu's face appeared on the widescreen monitor.
Professor Wu was very excited, "Sound! Long time no see!"
Qiao Feng corrected him, "Dad, we only met last weekend."
Wu Wen said, "Old man, how long have you been to Little Japan, and your accent has changed."
"What do you know, this is an internet buzzword... Let me see what you guys are eating?"
Qiao Feng picked up another smaller remote control and pressed it. The camera attached to the top of the TV was lowered, shaking his head and shaking his head, like eyes, gazing around the dinner table. Wu Wen saw a switching screen in the lower right corner of the TV screen, and the screen was full of dishes on their own dinner table. Shredded lettuce salad, spinach egg, crystal shrimp, sweet and sour pork ribs, and a carp tofu soup.
Wu Wen clipped a piece of ribs. The surface of the small row of inches is wrapped in amber thick juice, scattered with a few sesame seeds, exuding bursts of fragrance, which makes people move their index fingers. He asked, "The camera is good, new one?" As he said, he lowered his head and took a bite of the ribs. The sweet and sour mellow, fragrant but not greasy.
Qiao Feng stared at the TV screen and replied, "No, I modified it myself."
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