Jiang Wang calmed down by himself for a few days, and did not rush to find Ji Linqiu again.
He has never dealt with this kind of friendship, so he has to find a clear time to think about it.
Ji Linqiu's daring to understand his words to this point is also his only trust.
Jiang Wang squatted on the balcony and thought about it, and concluded that he should eat and drink.
If Mr. Ji was as solitary as in his previous life, and really lived like a wild goose, then he would have nothing to do, walk the wild goose to feed it, and stroke the wild goose depending on the situation to show friendliness.
If he finds a suitable boyfriend by accident in the future, he will also help Zhang Yan, just like treating other friends.
Jiang Wang's strategy at the beginning was to be cautious, and he felt stupid after smoking half a cigarette.
Ji Linqiu is such a transparent person, he can tell at a glance that he is deliberately taking care of his feelings.
It's better not to take care of it, just be rough.
Jiang Wang didn't tell him many stories, and he might not have a chance in the future, so he simply turned all his emotions into being good to this person.
His memory is different from that of Peng Xingwang.
Peng Xingwang suffered for a while when he was a child, but now he is surrounded by his elder brother, and his life is safe and prosperous, and he can quickly let go of any sad things in the past.
Jiang Wang's past was gloomy and cold, only being illuminated continuously and firmly by one person.
When he thought of this, his heart would beat slowly as if being stretched open, and it was a little sore.
During the time when Jiang Wang was sorting out his thoughts, the business skyrocketed due to the start of the summer vacation, and the customer service was so busy that two or three keyboards were broken, and they had to find someone to urgently train a new batch of help on shifts.
The bookstore is now operating in full accordance with the plan. The front end is treated as a small book bar, the middle is a display stand and milk tea shop, and the back end is used as a warehousing and logistics distribution point for the physical store of the online store.
Since the little boss Wangzai has not come back after going out for a long time, Boss Jiang has been watching the shop for a long time, and from time to time, he will help the staff to dismiss some difficult customers.
That's the annoying thing about being a brick and mortar store.
Some uncles tried to bargain the price of thirty-five books to ten yuan. If they didn't agree, they turned their faces and threatened to burn their shop down one day.
There was a child who wiped his nose on a new book while eating sticky candied haws. After a few reminders, he turned his face down and cried, and the parents immediately cursed.
But compared to these people, what guys are most afraid of is the teacher.
From elementary school teachers to middle and high school teachers around this block, without exception.
Even if these teachers are dressed in casual clothes and dressed exactly like the parents of the students, the shop assistants who look at the store can still spot them at a glance.
——The temperament and eyes are too prominent.
No matter what their facial features are, they must have a pair of straight and sharp eyes, even if they are fat old men with rosy noses, they look around like police officers and can scare away students who are reading.
Generally, I will first look at teaching aids and reference books, carefully select a few to read, and then decide whether to buy.
Then I walked around the entire bookstore just like inspecting evening self-study, and naturally regarded the place where the students existed as my own territory.
Girls who read romance novels, students who play card games, and elementary school students who read comics and see ecstasy, will all feel cold sweat.
There are also a few teachers who will sit by the water bar and chat with the guys who make milk tea. Among them, there is a male teacher surnamed Kou who talks a lot.
The United States has attacked Iraq, and he will be filled with righteous indignation and sigh.
The housing price started to rise quietly, and he wanted to shake his head again and again and then slap the table to get angry.
Reading magazines and newspapers, and seeing robbery and murder somewhere, and the gap between rich and poor is too big, Mr. Kou can talk nonsense with his buddies who are busy making coffee all afternoon.
The latter was in a hurry to hand over the order to serve the coffee, and at the beginning he had to deal with it a few words, but then he mechanically praised him, and was too embarrassed to offend others.
Mr. Kou is not surprised, probably he has already annoyed a lot of people, and he always comes here to order a cup of coffee and then point out the country. It can be regarded as a leisurely summer vacation.
The bad thing is that the teacher's sense of justice is overwhelming.
Mr. Kou was not satisfied with talking social news to the robot for a long time. He taught him a few words to care about current affairs and then went around the store with his hands behind his back to see if there were any students he knew playing here.
Just happened to catch a girl reading a romance novel.
The junior high school student also recognized that it was the smart guy from the class next door, his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly found an excuse to slip away.
Before Mr. Kou could open his mouth to reason, the clerk next to him who was repeatedly told by Jiang Wang quickly came to collect the table and save the scene.
The moment Mr. Kou was distracted by the guy, the junior high school girl didn't even bother to ask for the books she bought, and turned around and ran away as soon as her schoolbag was copied.
"Hey, stop, which class are you in!!"
"Sorry, I'm going to wipe down the table here, be careful of splashing dirty clothes."
The male teacher became very angry, he copied the books bought by others, flipped through most of the books, skipped and read, and put the gaudy cover on the table.
"What's all this in your store?? Teenage boys and girls riding a bicycle? Do you want to kiss each other?"
"Call your boss!!"
On the first day, the buddy was able to cope with the fact that the boss was on a business trip. On the second day, the teacher came over aggressively to check the 'bad books'. On the third day, he still frowned to defend justice.
At that time, Jiang Wang was still on a blind date with Teacher Ji in the provincial capital, his eyebrows twitched and he thought that something had happened, so he ordered the waiter to coax him back to clean up.
—Of course this kind of thing can happen. I'm afraid that the male teacher's anger will only make things worse and affect the impression of the nearby school teachers on this bookstore.
So you must not head-to-head, you have to find a way to drive people away.
After he left the hotel, he made a special phone call with the teacher and made an appointment to meet him one afternoon.
The words are sincere and polite, and there is no fault at all.
Of course they agreed.
Not only did he agree, he also picked out all the books in the romance section and comic section with the idea of benefiting the new generation, and waited to report them to the boss for him to clean them up.
The buddy rolled his eyes more than a dozen times behind Mr. Kou's back, and he still pretended to be his grandson to make him happy.
However, due to the turmoil before and after, nearly half of the store's business was lost, and many children were afraid to come to play, and naturally the milk tea snacks could not be sold.
Hongshan Elementary School had the best performance among the four stores before, and the employees had a good face when they received red envelopes in meetings. When this happened, several people in the store were angry.
What a goddamn god came.
After Jiang Wang returned to the city, he didn't see this person immediately, so he sat in the office and thought about the countermeasures.
He had too many things to think about recently, and he didn't go in to look at the real estate certificate of his new home a few times, so he could only think slowly while smashing walnuts by himself.
Why are there so many nonsense in this world
When the day came, Jiang Wang deliberately dressed like a dog and went to see the teacher, as if he was going to attend some transnational economic summit.
Teacher Kou usually drank milk tea and was reluctant to part with chia pudding. How could he afford the custom-made suit he was wearing
Then he brought over the books stored in the buddy aggressively, and a dozen books were scattered on the table in a clatter.
a few brave students
I had heard the rumors a long time ago, and today I came to see how Boss Jiang ended up.
… It’s so difficult to find a shop where homework is comfortable and coffee is delicious.
Boss Jiang glanced casually.
"What happened to the books?"
"Messing about the relationship between men and women! Immoral! They are all poisonous weeds, poisonous weeds!!" Teacher Kou quickly sprayed his saliva on his face, full of confidence: "As long as you are really for the sake of these children, you should take them all off the shelf!"
Jiang Wang nodded peacefully, motioning for him to sit down first.
"Let me see, which one do you hate the most?"
Teacher Kou was stunned for a moment, and quickly found a book with a boy and a girl holding hands intimately on the cover.
He was afraid that Jiang Wang would not give him a chance, so he took out another cartoon with exaggerated skeletons.
"This! And this!"
"That's it," Jiang Wang nodded, "What's wrong?"
"The bad thing is—the bad thing is that he instigates the students to fall in love! He is bloody and violent!"
Jiang Wang looked curious: "Then have you complained to the publishing house?"
"I've already called the publishing house, and I've called four times in a row." Mr. Kou didn't hear the irony at all, and said firmly: "Start with you first, and we can't sell this kind of ghost thing anymore!"
Jiang Wang groaned, and asked curiously, "Then if something happens to these children in the future, will you be responsible, or will I be responsible?"
"What?" Teacher Kou was stunned for a moment: "What is responsible for?"
"I said," he repeated very slowly: "If these children who don't read books are deceived in love, humiliated when they encounter school violence, and can't find a job, they will jump off the building in despair."
"Ms. Kou, you are in charge, or I, the owner of the bookstore, are in charge?"
Teacher Kou looked puzzled.
"Why should I be responsible??"
"Children read bad books and have wrong influence. It must be as you said. The publisher and I, the book seller, must bear the responsibility."
"But if they encounter more painful and desperate dangers because they haven't read these books, will it be your responsibility or mine?"
The male teacher reacted for a while as if he had heard some strange words, and then asked, "It's a good thing they don't read these books, why did they encounter accidents?"
Jiang Wangping calmly shook his head, and randomly picked up a love novel.
"Actually, before I buy the goods, I will also read a few books at random as a pastime."
"You know that some little girls have always been short of love because of their families."
"When they get along with their families in reality, they may even be scolded and reprimanded for being stupid because they drank a few sips of water while taking the medicine, as if they should never be protected and taken care of."
"And when they read these books, they will find that there are many girls who treat the world in a completely different way from them."
"Even if they encounter passionate pursuit, domineering possession, large pieces of champagne roses or hot air balloon confession, the protagonists in the book may not accept inappropriate love."
"These books have at least become one mirror after another, telling them how other people face the choices at the crossroads and the corresponding results."
"If I destroy all these books as you ordered, whose life should these children refer to?"
Teacher Kou's eyelids twitched several times, as if he met a mental patient.
"You, what nonsense are you talking about?!"
"Isn't it arrogance to influence the students' life references so easily?"
Jiang Wang laughed: "You don't have to accept my point of view."
"As long as you write a public statement of at least 800 words in your own hand, expressing your willingness to be responsible for the lives of all children who don't read these books, I will burn all the books in front of you."
Mr. Kou stared at him with staring eyes, as if he was blocked and had nothing to say, he slapped the table and shouted.
"You are making trouble for no reason!"
After speaking, he picked up his bag and left without looking back.
Presumably they will never come back.
Jiang Wang stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and the staff next to him hurriedly handed him a piece of paper to wipe his saliva.
There were sounds of relief from many students around.
"It can be regarded as sending this fairy away," the assistant wiped off his sweat, "It's also thanks to you who edited "The Overbearing Demon King and Pretty Princess" overnight last night. I couldn't hold it after reading two pages."
"It's not just "The Overbearing Demon King and the Pretty Princess," Jiang Wang said with a blank expression, "I've also finished watching "The CEO's Stealing Kitten" and "The Rebellious Daughter Runs with the Ball."
The staff next to him applauded.
The boss is awesome! Really awesome!
Jiang Wang breathed a sigh of relief after taking care of this trouble, feeling inexplicably fulfilled.
He decided to go to Teacher Ji with two boxes of fried noodles.
I haven't seen you for several days, and I guess I'm writing a report again.
... Why being a teacher seems to be writing reports all day long.
Jiang Wang carried two boxes of hot sausage fried noodles downstairs, and stood at Ji Linqiu's door calmly knocking on the door.
After a while, Ji Linqiu came to answer the door.
"What are you doing?"
The two spoke at the same time: "Write a report."
Jiang Wang smiled proudly: "Look how much I know you."
Ji Linqiu found that this guy's skin was itchy all day long, even though he was fighting with Peng Xingwang, the door was not fully opened.
"Is something wrong?"
"Take a look, I haven't contacted you for a few days. I'm not in trouble with the bookstore after being busy for a while, and you'll be like this when you look back." Jiang Wang looked regretful: "Mr. Ji, this is not good."
Ji Linqiu actually felt guilty when he came out for the first time. He read several text messages in the past few days but they were all empty. He was relieved when he found that this person took the initiative to run in front of him again.
Fortunately, he didn't leave.
Ji Linqiu's personality is introverted, he doesn't take the initiative to provoke others, and he has few friends, so his life is really cold.
After he met Jiang Wang, he inexplicably felt that life was like the curtains in the bedroom being pulled open with a bang, and it became noisy, annoying and happy.
He was not used to Jiang Wang disappearing with Xing Xing in the past few days.
So the two went to the kitchen to get disposable bowls and chopsticks as usual, and ate fried noodles face to face.
Jiang Wang was inexplicably happy when he noticed Ji Linqiu's uneasiness.
Teacher Ji cares about me very much, which is great.
In order to explain why he went these few days, Jiang Wang talked about the incident with Mr. Kou.
"I saw a big head when I read a book yesterday, and thought that the cover of this book is also very fresh. Why is the plot so boring and crooked..."
Ji Linqiu suppressed a smile and nodded, and added orange juice for him: "If you put the hat on to such an extent, people will probably be stunned, smart."
Jiang Wang sighed: "It's not easy to do business."
He took two sips of orange juice, and brought up the topic again.
"By the way, would you like to visit that house with me?"
"It's dark at night, and the third floor is empty again. I'm afraid of ghosts."
Ji Linqiu took a look at Jiang Wangjin's thin body, and his biceps that could carry a chainsaw, and slowly regained weight.
Repeated.
"Are you afraid of ghosts?"
"Ji~old~teacher~"
"You are exactly the same as Peng Xingwang." Ji Linqiu supported his forehead and said, "There is nothing you can do about it."
"Do you look like it?" Jiang Wang was a little surprised: "I feel that I am quite different from that child, we are completely two people."
Ji Linqiu had an expression of 'what are you talking about'.
"Don't talk about this lively energy," he pointed at Jiang Wang's left ear: "You have a mole that looks exactly like a star, is it a coincidence?"
Jiang Wang immediately reached out to cover it, and began to feel guilty.
There is a small black mole on his neck near the earlobe, sometimes when the hair grows, it can be slightly covered up, so it is not regarded as a piercing.
It's a good thing I don't have a birthmark or anything, otherwise I really can't explain it clearly.
"That's nothing," the man said stubbornly, "Compared with Xing Wang, I'm much more stable and reliable."
Ji Linqiu held his chin and gave a weak reply.
The narcissism is exactly the same, hey, it's really whoever raises who.
They drove there together, and when they entered the community, they were still reviewing the thoughts they had chatted on the national highway.
Ji Linqiu always felt that adding a slide would be too pampering for children, but in fact, Jiang Wang just wanted to sit on it, and he didn't have the nerve to explain.
Similar ideas include a deep fryer in the kitchen for junk food, a secret door in the study with a twist switch, and a game room in the basement full of arcade machines.
Anyway, any naive idea can be blamed on Peng Xingwang, he is doing it to take care of the children, there is nothing wrong with it.
Ji Linqiu listened to it all, but didn't let it go. Occasionally, he glanced at Jiang Wang, with a smile that was not a smile.
After the car was parked, Jiang Wang led Ji Linqiu to open the door.
"This building is my choice—fuck."
Ji Linqiu took a closer look at the layout in the living room, and said with a smile on his face, "Mr. Jiang has good taste."
Jiang Wang is going crazy.
What about the Nordic style when I checked the house?
What about the frigid and simple design? ? What about the Morandi color scheme of the curtain sofa? ? ? ! ! !
Fuck, what is this golden chandelier that looks like a bath center? !
When you enter the door, you will see a giant cross-stitch of blooming and rich flowers. The festive red koi shakes its head and tail, and the lucky bamboo and peonies are ostentatious.
There is also an ink painting of galloping horses hanging on the wall diagonally opposite the door. Looking at it is a second-hand imitation made by students of the Academy of Fine Arts, the horse's eyes are wide open and his face is dead.
The most amazing thing is the TV background wall. Originally, there was only a hidden backlight but not too much design. Now it just uses spray-painted wallpaper to paste a computer background landscape that I don’t know where to find. The textured plastic color is sprayed.
Jiang Wang looked at the blood pressure of the new home style of the northeast big flowered jacket style bathing center, and stepped back three steps straight to look at the house number.
Then the expression became more desperate.
Fuck, it's his house, right.
A certain person brought a teacher here today, which is actually quite embarrassing, a little bit of a peacock spreading his tail to show off.
It's broken, it's all broken.
Ji Linqiu looked around leisurely with his pockets in his pocket, then turned to look at Jiang Wang.
"Boss Jiang wants to come in and sit down."
Jiang Wang held back for a long time, pulled him out of the middle-aged and elderly health-preserving living room, and called a friend in the small courtyard that hadn't been destroyed.
"Old Xu, my family..."
"Boss Jiang! I'm looking for you! I personally designed your home's soft furnishings, and less than half of the funds were spent. Did you go in and have a look today?!"
The designer on the opposite side was very energetic, and his voice was a little broken because of excitement.
"Let me tell you, your house was as cold and sick as a mental hospital before, and it took me a lot of effort to change it for you!"
"But… "
"The house you bought is not popular at all. First of all, my idea is to be high-end! It must be high-end! It must meet the grade of a business person like you!"
The designer spoke happily, and didn't give Jiang Wang a chance to speak: "You must go to the bedroom to see what the curtains in the bedroom were hanging before. The dark gray looks like it will be buried in the ground."
Jiang Wang was almost out of breath: "Will you replace it?"
"It's changed to a European-style floral photo curtain with super long tassels. Hey, that's a foreign style!"
Old Xu is also worried that he has no place to practice, now he completely regards Jiang Wang's home as his favorite work, and he can't stop talking about it.
"Don't look at the small space in the storage room. I even got a laser light. You can turn on the bedroom stereo and shake it. Hey, just shake it and you're done. It's exactly the same as a nightclub!"
Jiang Wang couldn't wait for him to finish speaking, so he couldn't bear to hang up the phone.
Then he saw Ji Linqiu standing beside him with a calm face.
"Don't act," the man said with a sullen expression, "you can laugh now."
Ji Linqiu laughed until he couldn't straighten up.
"The two of us are really the same type who gloated when we fell into trouble." Jiang Wang finally admitted his failure, and opened the door again to see the changes.
Everything that should be changed and changed has not been moved, but everything that suits his wishes has been withdrawn.
It is awesome to be able to answer the questions with zero points.
Ji Linqiu looked here and there, with a particularly rich expression.
Jiang Wang bit the bullet and explained: "The main reason I don't like to use other people's soft furnishings is that I change them to a new set. Who would have thought he would mess around."
"What are you going to do after that?"
"Find a reliable one, dismantle it all and rebuild it." Jiang Wang counted the months, with a sad expression: "It's over, I guess it won't be in time for the New Year in the new home, Xing Wang and I squatted in the pigeon house and pulled down the instant noodles. "
"That's all, I'll help you." Ji Linqiu was in a good mood: "I'm saving lives."
"If the house is decorated like this and then sold out, it is estimated that people may not even want to pay for it."
Jiang Wang raised his head immediately.
"Teacher Ji—"
"Okay, don't act like a spoiled child." Ji Linqiu looked at the room full of local tyrants and Jin also had a headache: "The friend you're looking for is also dead."
Jiang Wang's blood pressure dropped a lot, he nodded and gestured kindly where he needed to be dismantled, as if someone was finally willing to tell him the truth.
Just as he was speaking, there was a sudden ringing of the doorbell on the first floor.
"Brother!! Teacher Ji!! I'm back!!!"
"It's Xingwang!" Ji Linqiu reacted: "The kid sees that there is no one at home, and he can realize that we are here."
Jiang Wang hurriedly went downstairs to open the door.
"You come back today, I almost forgot about it."
The moment the door opened, the man's expression froze.
Standing in front of them was a Shamat kid whose head looked like a red, green and blue triceratops.
There is also a skull stripe sticker on the face.
"Big Brother!" The child yelled imposingly, "Come and hug me!"
Jiang Wang slammed the door expressionlessly.