EBE Chapter 37 We can't sell weapons at the entrance of the mall, can we?
Chapter 37 We can't sell weapons at the entrance of the mall, can we?
Jiang's mother finally realized what was happening and slapped Jiang Cheng's hand, saying, "Look at you talking nonsense! Who lets someone else pay the bill?"
"You're paying tomorrow. If you can't afford it, you can go wash dishes in the back!"
Then he smiled at Shen Youqing and Ye Lingxi, "My two little sisters, please sit down, I'll go get you something delicious to eat."
The more I look at these two girls, the more I like them; they're so pleasing to the eye. I wonder where this silly boy found them and brought them back.
“Okay, Auntie.” Ye Lingxi replied sweetly.
Shen Youqing was rather reserved, her face flushed, and she didn't dare to look Jiang Ma in the eye, nodding and humming.
Jiang's mother turned around and went inside to get something to eat. As she turned around, she glanced at the direction where Old Li's plump wife was sitting in the chair.
Old Li's plump wife sat down in a chair and observed the area like a village intelligence agent.
Suddenly, Jiang's mother felt more energetic when walking!
comfortable!
So what if your son brings his girlfriend home? My son brings two at once!
"Who is it?"
As soon as Jiang's mother went in, Jiang's father asked in a low voice.
Jiang's mother was also excited, and she pulled her husband towards the kitchen: "I didn't know either, you'll see how pretty those two girls are when you go in!"
“You’ve made some progress!”
……
After splitting the money, Li Minghao and Zheng Junjie left Yonghui Mall, found a fried rice stall, ordered two fried rice dishes, and then started discussing their strategy.
Several problems lie before them.
The first question is that the blind box business today involves more than just the two of them; there are many other people helping out.
How should they divide the money?
Jiang Cheng said he would pay wages.
So how much should I pay?
The two of them seemed a little dazed at the second question.
He had over 7000 yuan in his pocket!
Keep in mind that this is someone else's annual salary!
The two of them sat at the stall, feeling like everyone was watching them from all sides!
But in reality, this is of course a psychological effect.
Li Minghao clutched the money tightly, which startled him when the owner brought out the fried rice.
“Li Minghao, I feel like all the money is yours, and I get a salary too. Jiang Cheng originally said he would help you make money, and I just went along out of curiosity,” Zheng Junjie said earnestly.
Li Minghao said without hesitation, "Don't talk nonsense. We've already started, and if we agreed to do it together, then we'll do it together!"
Didn't you hear what Jiang Cheng just said?
"The two simplest ways to make money are to seize opportunities or follow the right mentor!"
"He mentioned these two points, and now that we have them, it proves that Jiangcheng is willing to take you on!"
"If you don't give me your share, what kind of person do you take me for? Aren't you trying to make Jiangcheng look down on me and cut off my future?"
"Ah...me."
"Let's not talk about this anymore, let's just be together!"
Then the two of them began to discuss it seriously.
Anyway, I felt a little scared, because before this afternoon, they could only ask their parents for money to go to internet cafes to play games!
After spending a day with Jiang Cheng, they came out to find everything had changed, and they started discussing business operations.
After discussing for quite some time, the two finally came up with a definite solution.
After dinner, everyone went home.
However, Li Minghao did not completely seal away the 7000 yuan in his pocket.
They only took out 2000 yuan, and each person received 1000 yuan.
Adding the 200 I got this morning, I have a total of 1200 tickets worth 100 each.
Li Minghao went home with the money in his pocket. He felt a great responsibility, as Zheng Junjie's money was still with him.
Li Minghao's family runs a restaurant business. He went back to the restaurant with the money in his pocket and ran into his mother there.
My mother was dressed in a cheongsam, black stockings, and high heels; she looked elegant and poised.
But seeing his son made him angry for no apparent reason, and he reached out and grabbed Li Minghao.
"Where have you been again? Spending all day at an internet cafe playing games instead of coming home?"
Playing games at an internet cafe?
Ha ha.
Li Minghao gave him an arrogant look.
"Where am I going?"
"I didn't go anywhere."
"I'm standing right in front of you now. How much do I look like I used to?"
"Hey, you're itching for a beating, aren't you!"
"Ouch, be gentle, be gentle!"
"Why don't you learn from Jiang Cheng? Look how well Jiang Cheng studies and how upright he looks!"
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Zheng Junjie, on the other hand, is more honest.
Although he didn't do well in school, he rarely caused trouble. In the eyes of his teachers, he was the kind of honest child who didn't cause trouble but also didn't make any contributions.
The main reason is that his father works in the government and doesn't lack pocket money. He is a loner at school and no one bullies him.
As soon as I got home, I saw my parents watching TV.
"What have you been doing back so late?" Zheng Junjie's mother asked.
Her tone was gentle, and she didn't seem to think her son was messing around outside because he came home late.
Zheng Junjie honestly took out 1200 yuan from his pocket and put it on the table.
When the parents saw 1200, their eyes flickered, and they immediately sat up, energized.
"what happened?"
They noticed that their son's expression seemed a little different.
"This is the money I earned today," Zheng Junjie said honestly.
Actually, he was only half honest, because he earned more than 1200.
Zheng Junjie's mother was shocked. She jumped up from the sofa, grabbed 1200 yuan, and anxiously asked her son, "Don't scare your mother. What did you do today?"
His father also frowned and stared at him.
1200, that's more than most people earn in a month.
You could say that even his take-home pay is only this much.
This does not include some unspeakable income, of course.
Then Zheng Zhijie honestly explained what he had done that day.
As for the details, he of course did not say anything, only that he followed Jiang Cheng to set up a stall at the entrance of Yonghui Mall.
"Is the Jiangcheng you're talking about the one with the best grades in your class?" Zheng Junjie's father asked.
In fact, he often made sure to find out more about his son's class, and he knew who the students were, whether they were good or bad at their studies.
“Yes,” Zheng Junjie said.
Zheng Junjie's mother was about to say something when his father stopped her and said to Zheng Junjie, "Go wash your hands and eat something first."
Zheng Junjie said, "I've already eaten, I'll go back to my room first."
"Well, let's go."
After Zheng Junjie left, his mother anxiously grabbed his father and said, "What's wrong with you? Why didn't you ask clearly? This is 1200 yuan! We're not short of money. If our son does something illegal, it will be a big problem!"
"Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't I just say they'd set up a stall in front of Yonghui Mall? I'll go check it out tomorrow and we'll know."
His father worked in the government system, and the people he interacted with were mostly business people.
I've witnessed all sorts of people rise and fall, from overnight riches to the collapse of buildings.
So he was surprised, but not unable to accept, that his son earned 1200 yuan a day by setting up a stall.
Moreover, setting up a stall at the entrance of Yonghui Mall is not considered excessive, regardless of the reason.
You can't exactly sell weapons at the entrance of a shopping mall, can you?
So I'll go check it out tomorrow to find out what's going on.