Didn’t Mr. Jiang’s ridiculously pretty little weakling come over?
That’s it. Don’t even think about getting a dime from him this time.
“How are online sales today?”
“It’s about 40% less than offline orders.” Boss Jiang responded.
Jiang Qin nodded: “This is also normal, because school has just started, and everyone buys things as they pass by. It is normal for online sales to be lower, but tomorrow’s order volume should return to the level of a year ago.”
“Mr. Jiang is eyeing the New Year’s money of college students again, right?” Jiang Zhihua revealed the secret.
“Nonsense, I only have the thought of serving my classmates. I just enrich myself while making it easier for others.”
After hearing this, Jiang Zhihua felt that her scalp was numb, and she thought that if she could say these words, this Mr. Jiang would definitely become the best among people, because he could even lie to himself, and he didn’t even blink.
“By the way, Mr. Jiang, do you want to buy another couple cup? I just bought a new model, and it looks better than the last one.”
Jiang Qin glanced at her: “I don’t know what kind of couple cup, I’ve never bought one.”
“I bought it the day before Christmas Eve. You are such a noble person and forget things.”
“How is that possible? I never saw you that day.” Jiang Qin was invincible.
Jiang Zhihua thought he didn’t want to spend money, so she quickly added: “I haven’t seen my girlfriend for such a long time. If I buy her a school gift, she will definitely be very happy.”
“…”
Jiang Qin pretended not to hear, and casually took out two ham sausages from the snack rack: “Is this delicious?”
The corners of Jiang Zhihua’s mouth twitched, thinking that instead of tricking him, he would be tricked: “If Mr. Jiang wants to eat the worthless things, just take them.”
“Then I won’t be polite.”
Jiang Qin waved his hand with the ham sausage, turned around and walked out, arriving at the entrance of the entrepreneurial base.
Back-to-school gift?
You don’t have to spend money to buy it.
Jiang Qin peeled off the wrapping paper and broke the ham sausage into several pieces as he walked, scattering them randomly on the road, basically every two or three steps.
Then, he pulled up his trouser legs, squatted on the curb and started playing with the snake.
In this way, time began to pass slowly, disappearing bit by bit quietly, but the road in front of me was always quiet.
It wasn’t until ten minutes later that Jiang Qin slammed the snake’s head against the wall and frowned slightly as he looked at the ham on the floor.