Feng Nanshu looked at him with clear eyes.
Asking for a monthly ticket.
Jiang Qin looked at Feng Nanshu seriously and said to himself: You can deceive yourself, but can you deceive others? You can touch your conscience and tell me what kind of cup this is.
But Feng Nanshu held the cup and refused to let go.
She was wearing that white down jacket, and the fluff on the hat had a touch of pink, which made her whole body look particularly smart and pure. Under the orange light of the supermarket, her cold and pretty face had a hint of stubbornness. She bit her red lips lightly with her teeth, and her water-colored eyes were firm.
“I have no money. I have been burning money on promotion recently, and I have to spend money on food.”
Jiang Qin blushed and started shouting about poverty.
“I have money, I will buy it for you.”
The little rich woman is so smart that she doesn’t even blink when talking about spending money.
Before he could say the words “obey me and don’t buy it”, Jiang Qin suddenly thought for a moment, how should I respond if she calls her brother?
I, can’t cope.
The final result must be that the couple’s cup was bought, and the brother shattered another piece of cement, losing his wife and losing his troops.
Hey, it’s really easy for a girl to make money, especially a girl like this who falls into friendship.
She just wants to collect more things that are related to you, and works hard to put traces of you into her life, as if she can’t throw it away or forget it, and she doesn’t care whether it’s worth it or not.
So, in the final analysis, what she bought was the cup, it was the pure and beautiful bond.
She is still worried about whether a good friend can last a lifetime, so she wants to leave everything that can be related to you in her life.
“Boss Jiang, how much do these two cups cost?”
“Thank you for your patronage. It’s 99 yuan. I’ll give you a zero and make it 90 yuan.”
“No need to wipe it. I don’t like the difference. I’ll give you a hundred. Stop looking for it!”
Jiang Zhihua got a piece of Grandpa Mao with a smile on her face and said to herself, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, if I had known that your biggest weakness was this pretty and outrageous girl, why would I have bothered to create a study star to make you happy? Woolen cloth?
I should have written your name on every product, just like those milk tea cups, and made a lot of money from your family!
After watching the two people leave, Boss Jiang came out from behind the counter, laid out a new pair of couple cups, tore off the old price tag, and wrote a selling price of 100 on it.
She didn’t pay attention to the price issue at first, but she learned about it after Jiang Qin reminded her.
Who is willing to buy a love that is worth only one dollar? This is not auspicious at all.