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Chapter 66

Unhappy

Author: Qing Jiuyi

Unhappy

Li Luo carried the goods in a big circle to the place.

He took out his notebook again, walked to the easiest place to escape, sat down, and started shouting.

She sells all the stationery at half the price of the stationery store, and many of the people who visit the market in private are people from work holding pens.

As soon as I heard the hawking sound, I stepped forward to confirm the price and asked to test the lubrication of the pen.

While introducing, Li Luo bundled up the pencil calmly. "Buy three ballpoint pens and get a pencil for free. This ballpoint pen writes very well, look." She said and wrote. Her handwriting was beautiful and she held it together.

The pen you hold will also gain points.

The other party thought it was cheap and cost-effective, so he immediately paid for it.

Where there is one there are two.

Li Luo's stall gradually gathered a lot of people.

The business began to go smoothly. Three large boxes of goods were sold out in most of the day, which attracted the envy of the nearby stall owners who were not doing well. When Li Luo was closing the stall, several people came over and asked her about the source of her stationery purchases.

Li Luo motioned to several people to talk privately: "You can buy them from here, 10 pencils per dozen, 10 dozen per box, 50 boxes per box. The purchase price is 35 yuan per box, ballpoint pens..."

Li Luo explained the price in detail, and then said: "Pencils are sold for retail, one cent each. When a box is sold, the purchase price is deducted, and the net profit is 15 yuan. Ballpoint pens..."

Everyone was very excited to hear this. This girl earned about fifty yuan in half a day.

Running out in the morning, noon and evening, you can make decades of money in a month.

"You are right, but a box costs dozens of yuan. Who can buy the whole box?"

"Yeah, what should I do if I can't sell it? The best way to sell it is to mix it up with more varieties."

"Can you match this for us?"

Li Luo: "Of course, you can tell me how much each item costs, and I will prepare it for you when I deliver it."

Everyone declares one by one.

Li Luo wrote it down in a small notebook, then agreed with everyone on the time and place of delivery, and then left the trading place and went home to close the door and count the money.

A full fifty-three dollars and fifty-six cents.

Sent.

She organized the money and began to worry. There was such a big pile of change. The change she received from selling soap was exchanged at the factory, and the money earned from selling stationery was exchanged at the factory. Will her lies be exposed?

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, and she panicked: "Who, who?"

"It's me, Deng Cuiping."

Li Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and there were voices outside. She looked at the time, and it was already half past four. The workers were getting off work. Qin Mian got off work a little later, but it was soon. She put the money away while returning. "

What's up?"

"I'm going to watch a movie with my colleagues later, and I'd like your help with eyebrows and eyeliner."

Li Luo responded and opened the door bolt. "Wait a moment, I will steam the rice first."

"good."

While Li Luo was washing rice, Aunt Liu said, "Have you slept at home all afternoon?"

Li Luo: "No, I just came back from running outside at 3:30, and I slept for less than an hour."

Aunt Liu said some envious words.

Li Luo smiled politely, steamed the rice and put on makeup for Deng Cuiping.

Three minutes later, Li Luo said: "Okay."

Deng Cuiping looked in the mirror and was very satisfied: "Your hands are so skillful, your eyebrows are misty, just like real ones. The eyeliner was done in two or three strokes. No matter how much I mess around at home, I can't get it neat."

Li Luo encouraged: "Practice makes perfect, just practice a few more times and you'll be fine."

After Deng Cuiping left, Li Luo was busy washing, cutting and cooking vegetables.

After working hard for nearly half an hour, I prepared dinner for two people.

Qin Mian almost came back with a pinch.

As soon as he got home, he had hot meals to eat. He was in a good mood and smiled like a spring breeze: "How long have you been working? Are you tired? You are sweating profusely."

The house is not soundproofed, so if you speak a little louder, people in the yard can hear you.

Aunt Liu interjected and joked: "Luoluo just got up and cooked for you, what can make you tired? It's hot in summer, and you sweat even if you sit still. It's like those of us who work for a day and still have to cook and wash when we come back.

Tired."

Li Luopi was smiling but not smiling. You are tired, so you want to make me tired too, right? "You can choose not to work."

Aunt Liu didn't understand the sarcasm in Li Luo's words, so she continued: "If you don't work, what will you eat? There are no parents-in-law to help, and the salary of the employer is not very high. There are still two elderly people to support at home, and the children have to go to school. Spend money everywhere."

Money. Unlike you, you don’t have to support your family, and your parents-in-law still help."

Li Luo: "If you have time to complain, why not think about your job and how you can be promoted to a supervisor and get more money." You have been an ordinary employee for a year or two. When you get older, aren't you afraid of being overtaken by younger people?

Aunt Liu is still negative: "I'm almost forty, why should I get a promotion?"

Li Luo didn't want to listen, and decided to stay away from the other person. People who complain about the bad life all day long are terrible and will take away the enthusiasm of people around them.

After dinner, Li Luo sat at the table and planned tomorrow's stall route, as well as possible emergencies if he encountered during the delivery, and worked out a way to escape.

Qin Mian came closer and said, "What are you drawing?" There is a little man running on the streets, and the arrows are pointing in the shortest and smoothest direction. It is especially like a suspect with anti-reconnaissance capabilities, drawing an escape route.

Li Luo turned her head subconsciously, and her lips accidentally touched his face. She covered her mouth in shock and stammered: "You, why are you so close to me? This is my first kiss, so I give it to you."

Qin Mian was also stunned, his heart beating fast out of his throat. He didn't expect her mouth to be so soft and electric, rubbing half of his face numb and itchy.

But her words made him feel unhappy.

If you don’t give it to him, who do you want to give it to?

Li Luo closed his notebook and said, "I'm going for a run." She ran.

Just when I came out of the alley, there was another person beside me.

It was the young man who caught up with her. He organized his words a little and was about to speak to her.

Ren Weigang appeared in sight and greeted them.

"Are you going out for a walk?"

Li Luo didn't know she was being targeted yet, so she smiled and said, "Yes, are you looking for Han Qiuyu?"

"Well, she is here, right?"

"I didn't pay attention." Li Luo replied with a few words and continued on.

Ren Weigang turned his head to look and received a slash from Qin Mian.

After Li Luo ran for a while, he already thought about kissing Qin Mian's face accidentally. It was just a kiss, and there was no missing piece of flesh. Moreover, they slept together a few days ago, and her saliva even flowed.

In his mind, he may move to a new house assigned by his work unit and go one step further.

After she was relieved, she gossiped with Qin Mian: "Why do you think this man always comes to Han Qiuyu at night?" Han Qiuyu doesn't go to work, so can't he come during the day?

It's late at night, and people who are alone are not allowed to go out together.

Did he come to talk to Han Qiuyu about his relationship, or to have a family affair with the Han parents?

"He always gives away things. He spends at least one yuan a day, right? A soldier is so rich? Is he a soldier?" She still didn't look like it.

Qin Mian's eyes narrowed slightly to cover up the darkness in his eyes: "I don't know."

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