61. A powerful alliance is secretly rising...
Lao Wang was chatting with Lu Rong on his mobile phone.
He sent screenshots of Alipay and WeChat wallets on his mobile phone to Lu Rong: "Damn it, middle school students make a lot of money!"
Lu Rong wrote lightly: "Anyone's money is easy to make."
Lao Wang: "I used to think that you were just pretending to be aggressive, but now I believe it, I really believe it. He is a Wenqu star in the sky, and you may be the God of Wealth descending from the sky."
Lu Rong: "I made more than 700 in the morning, it's still a gross profit, takeeasy."
Lao Wang: "Damn it, I used to drive a taxi for a whole morning without paying 200 yuan."
Lu Rong: "Stop chatting, hurry up and fry pancakes, there will be no shortage of people at noon. After this period is over, go back and stock up quickly, and fight the rush hour after school in the afternoon."
Lao Wang just wanted to tell him to reassure him, but the hungry Chengnan students across the street were already rushing towards him like zombies out of cages.
Old Wang hurriedly put away the phone, put on his sunglasses, and blew up fish cakes in a cool way.
Some people came here for the little fish cakes, some people came here for today's love fortune, and some people came here to pay homage to the legendary black-clothed killer.
Lao Wang kept his face sullen and tried not to speak, maintaining his own personality, except asking for a few cakes and collecting money, he didn't say much.
Because 20 can be fried at a time, the queue in front of Pharaoh's stall is very fluid.
Ask for cakes, pass cakes, take money, and leave, convenient and quick.
"How many?" Lao Wang asked the customer in front of him just as he was sending off a little boy who was running out of breath, rolling the cake with a rolling pin in full swing.
Customers do not speak, interrupting the rhythm of the assembly line.
Lao Wang is a little annoyed, he only sells one product, and he can choose phobia even if he wants a few cakes. The psychological quality of high school students nowadays is a bit poor, right
Lao Wang raised his eyelids in displeasure, trying to urge the person in front of him to hurry up.
Once he saw who was in front of him, Lao Wang's expression froze.
The person in front of him is the child's mother—Xiao Zhuqing!
Xiao Zhuqing looked at him contemptuously: "Is this what you said about appreciating my talent and wanting to link up with Oto?"
Lao Wang was sweating coldly: "You devoted yourself to writing those pioneering love literatures, and you have less than 1,000 downloads. I see it in my eyes, and I am anxious. Put it here, we sold 170 copies this morning alone. There are more than 170 copies of tissues and more than 170 copies of Amway. Think about how many copies of Amway can be sold in 365 days, is it true that you are printed in print and widely circulated?"
The students in the back have been waiting impatiently for a long time: "Can you hurry up?"
Xiao Zhuqing kicked Pharaoh's electric scooter with a gloomy expression, louder and louder: "This is the large-scale restaurant chain project you mentioned, 5% option cooperation?"
The students in the back shrank back cowardly when they saw the fighting spirit in the front row.
Lao Wang mechanically recited Lu Rong's words: "One month pays back the capital, three months enters the store and opens a chain for half a year, and the trademark is registered: Explosive Little Fish."
Xiao Zhuqing: "I don't know if the little fish will explode or not, but I know very well that you are about to explode."
Old Wang: "..."
Lao Wang dared not speak back.
Others don't know how ruthless Xiaozhu's heart is and how poisonous his mouth is, but Old Wang knows it. Old Wang is 40 years old, he has never experienced any wind and rain, and he has never seen anything in the world, but after reading Xiao Zhuqing's 100m yellow essay yesterday, he felt that this thing should be banned by 41.
Facing Xiao Zhuqing's sharp eyes, Lao Wang took out 35 yuan from his pocket tremblingly, and handed it to her with both hands in a respectful gesture.
Lao Wang: "The large-scale restaurant chain project may not be achieved for the time being, but the 5% option, today's dividend is here."
Xiao Zhuqing: "..."
Xiao Zhuqing: "Don't you think that you can buy me off with just 35 yuan?"
Lao Wang: "This is only for the morning, and there are two dividends at noon and afternoon. 35 times 3 is 105 yuan. 105 times 30 is 3150 yuan."
Xiao Zhuqing: "..."
After a fierce battle between heaven and man, Xiao Zhuqing snatched the banknote from Lao Wang's hand, stuffed it into his school uniform pocket, and then grabbed two small fish cakes: "Don't tell Lu Rong that I paid dividends! "Leaving the booth without looking back.
Gan! Just writing these few sentences and printing them on a napkin can earn more than 100 yuan a day, but her little Huang Wen, who has worked so hard, can only generate electricity for love! What is happening to this society!
However, this money can be used to buy the personal blog of the great god, so that she can feel more influenced by the Tanmei culture, write better Tanmei articles in the future, and form a benign and sustainable development...
There is no way, literati, you want to have a meal.
Xiao Zhujiao, like any serious literary worker, deeply felt the shame of Qiafan, but couldn't resist the temptation of money. You must know that as a high school student, her monthly pocket money is only 300 yuan, and this is just a three-day dividend from the small fish cake stall!
She spurned herself who had degenerated into a complete commercial author, resented that Lu Rong had tarnished the purity of her power generation for love, and hurriedly left the stall that made her ashamed.
The students in the back saw Xiao Zhuqing kicking the car and stealing money. Before leaving, they didn't forget to grab two cakes to eat. They were so frightened that they whispered: "The rotten girl in class 8 not only wrote about the role of a man, she also started to be a school bully." developed… "
"Oh my god! Does that mean that if you don't pay her protection fee in the future, it will be written as an np general subject??"
"Hooligans are not scary, but they are cultured!"
"Yeah yeah… "
Lao Wang sent the rotten girl away, heaved a sigh of relief, and put more than 20 cakes on the draining rack in one breath: "Come on, the students in the back have a small fish cake to calm the shock."
Cheng Naner: "Uncle, aren't you a killer on the road? Are you also afraid of rotten girls?"
Old Wang: "Yes. Why, is there a problem?"
Chengnan Er: "No, no."
A rotten girl is really a woman standing at the top of the food chain!
When Xiao Zhuqing had money, he went to the supermarket to buy fried noodles with ufo flying saucers. When he was paying, he opened WeChat and saw Ji Wenfeng's friend application.
The rotten girl carefully recalled what happened in the morning.
Thinking about it now, at that time Lu Rong was undoubtedly in order to divert her attention, so he deliberately revealed his "first night" with Ji Wenfeng, so that she would no longer notice the landslide and tsunami caused by her love slogan in the academy.
He also knows that this kind of behavior is unforgivable for a proud little pornographic author—although it can be compensated with money.
Lu Rong's words are also very particular.
He deliberately dumped the blame for "Chuye" on her, causing her to feel guilty.
In this way, it is hard to say whether there is even a "first night". It is entirely possible that Lu Rong made it up from beginning to end, which not only disturbed her mind, but also left a way out for herself.
In case she finds out about this, Lu Rong can also use "I am a wounded man" to escape the confrontation with her.
Hehe, this little bastard has a really dirty heart.
Xiao Zhuqing sneered, accepted Ji Wenfeng's friend request, and asked straightforwardly: "Have you ever had sex with Lu Rong?"
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
Ji Wenfeng: "We are still at the age of going to the zoo in autumn, thank you."
Xiao Zhuqing gritted her teeth: She knew it!
Ji Wenfeng: "If there is anything abnormal about him, it's just because he was scared out of his wits because he read the little pornographic book that some people wrote to us without permission. Now he doesn't even pay attention to me. Do you think this kind of person is hateful?" hateful?"
Xiao Zhuqing: "I'm sorry, it was me who backfired and affected your relationship as a husband and wife—how can I make up for the mistakes I made?"
Ji Wenfeng has long wanted to take advantage of Xiao Zhuqing's powerful love experience: "Tell me, what kind of small attack does Xiao Shou like."
When Xiao Zhuqing saw this sentence on the screen, he was so excited that he almost fell off his seat: Fengrong CP is so rio!
Ji Wenfeng seemed to feel Xiao Zhuqing's excitement from the other side of the screen, and sent countless messages to explain what he just said—
"I'm not interested in him. I don't like him either. Not to mention that I am his attacker and he is my victim."
"Just as his master, I think he doesn't respect me a little bit."
"I don't want to use money to solve it. My financial situation is not very good recently."
"A rebellious teenager like him is really difficult to get along with."
"I just want to build a good relationship with him, and borrow some interpersonal skills from your field."
"Don't get me wrong that I mean something special to him."
Xiao Zhuqing: "Damn it! You are still the relationship between the gold master and the little slave!"
Ji Wenfeng: "..."
Xiao Zhuqing began to type with his ten fingers flying.
You know, she can write an academic work of 200,000 words on the question "what kind of Xiao Gong does Xiao Shou like?" If "Science" opened up a Danmei academic section, she would be able to recommend it to Tsinghua University and Peking University.
Typing and typing, Xiao Zhuqing's typing fingers gradually slowed down, slowed down, and finally stopped.
Do you really want to help Ji Wenfeng chase Lu Rong
Xiao Zhuqing looked back at Lu Rong's neat desk for a while. There was a notebook spread out on the desk. The notebook was densely filled with words. The title was "Exploding Little Fish—Oto Plan".
Xiao Zhuqing: "..."
Lu Rong carefully planned, step by step, grasping her true feelings for Fengrong CP, and deliberately used the excuse of learning the way of the husband to get her fine yellow essay, and then extracted the golden sentences of love from it to make today's love fortune.
Immediately afterwards, he deliberately dressed up Lao Wang to deceive her trust, making her think that she was appreciated by the rich, and successfully obtained her power of attorney.
No matter what, Lu Rong made her a deal.
Xiao Zhuqing doesn't like the feeling of being manipulated.
The rotten girl always pays her debts.
Xiao Zhuqing gritted her teeth, cut off the last trace of controlled attachment, turned her head away, and threw herself into Ji Wenfeng's arms—from then on, she was no longer an ordinary rotten girl, she was a Niu Hulu rotten girl, she To become an emotional attack, Lu Rong will be beside Ji Wenfeng to advise him and make tricks for him!
Lu Rong lost his own mother, and is about to reap an experienced wicked mother-in-law!
Xiao Zhuqing believed that with Ji Wenfeng's good looks, hard work, and his resourcefulness, it would be easy for Lu Rong to lose this war called love!
Xiao Zhuqing: It's actually very simple to please boys.
Ji Wenfeng: I would like to hear the details.
Xiao Zhuqing: Eight characters, playing hard to get, retracting freely.
…
Ji Wenfeng and Xiao Zhuqing were making detailed arrangements for the upcoming autumn outing plan, and Ling Ren ran in and asked him, "Boss, Class 8 invited us to play, are you going?"
When Ji Wenfeng heard about Class 8, he immediately put down his phone: "Go, why don't you go."
Theory and practice must be combined with each other to make great progress.