“Okay, it’s not good for me to date just one girl, so you should bring her with you!”
Lao Cao’s dinner party must be full of pretentiousness, especially since he has a girlfriend, so he will act unscrupulously.
Jiang Qin didn’t want to be spoiled by him, so he had to take the little rich woman to suppress the situation.
“It’s too troublesome to build your own distribution.”
“It is more cost-effective to establish a cash settlement model with cash on delivery.”
“The forum’s combination boxing can only be carried out to Linchuan. The cost will be high after going out, so the circle must be broken in advance.”
“It’s easy to do things on a small scale, but when it gets larger, all kinds of problems will arise.”
In the warm afternoon, the store gradually became quiet. Fang Xiaoxuan, the manager of Xitian, looked at the boss and his wife sitting under the parasol at the door with longing through the glass window.
The boss was holding a piece of paper, writing and drawing, and mumbling something.
The proprietress wore a pair of large sunglasses that covered her face and sat leisurely on a recliner, her little feet wrapped in stockings swaying.
After a while, the lady boss handed the milk tea cup in her hand and gave the boss a sip.
After a while, the lady boss handed it over again and asked the boss to take a sip.
Sometimes the boss doesn’t want to slurp it because he thinks it’s too sweet, so the wife will hum and pass it forward, and the boss has no choice but to sip it.
“Ah, it’s sweeter than the milk tea I made.”
Fang Xiaoxuan feels that the boss always has a seriousness and maturity far beyond his peers. He is not at all different from other college students. Whether it is his eyes or his tone, he lacks the vitality and longing of young people. Instead, it has a bit more adult depth and sharpness.
But as long as the boss lady appears, the boss will return to normal.
Sure enough, the only person in the world who can defeat a creature like the boss is the boss’s wife.
“Come on, little rich woman, I’ll show you around.”
After a while, Jiang Qin put the pen on the table, folded the paper and stuffed it into his pocket, and decided to go to 502 to inspect.
Feng Nan let out a sigh of relief and stood up to put on his shoes. As a result, he felt that his little foot was gently held by a warm hand. When he came to his senses, one of the shoes had already been put on.
“Helping others is the basis of happiness.”
Jiang Qin muttered, with a benevolent and righteous look on his face, and solemnly held the other stockinged foot, rubbed it twice before putting on her shoes.
“It’s done, let’s go!”
Feng Nanshu looked at his shoes blankly: “Jiang Qin, my shoelaces haven’t been tied yet.”