A smile is on his face, his voice is neither too high nor too low, his enthusiasm is moderate, and he allows customers to feel at ease. These are the basic qualities of doing business. Liu Changan is serious about selling fans.
It's a pity that the third wife didn't show up, Zhu Juntang didn't show up, and even Zhongqing didn't come. The three big fans of Baolong Center were silent today.
Of course, Liu Changan couldn't send a message to ask them why they didn't come to eat fans today. He was not an impatient person. Although he was very interested in Mrs. Karnstein, even if he had contact with Mrs. Karnstein a hundred years later, he would not
It took too long for him to feel.
If Mrs. Karnstein is dead a hundred years later, it means that there is nothing worth wondering about her. She can't even live for a thousand years, which is too rare and ordinary. Liu Changan thought of a turtle he once raised.
, its name is "Li Wang", why is it called "Li Wang"? Because Liu Changan thought it was very strong and could eat grass, so he named it "Li Wang".
"King Li" died less than 300 years old when Liu Changan thought it should still be a child. From then on, Liu Changan no longer believed in the thousand-year-old king and the 80,000-year-old turtle. He also preferred to raise some animals and plants that are not easy to die. He once
A thing now called "Antarctic sponge" was discovered on the bottom of the Antarctic. After wandering around Antarctica for a hundred years, he went to check it out. When he went back a thousand years later, he found that those things were still innocent, lively, healthy and happy.
However, things like "Antarctic sponges" are not suitable for migration and cultivation, not to mention that they did not show any affection for Liu Changan after a long separation. Liu Changan lost interest after visiting them a few times.
There are also some animals that live a long time, such as round clams. Liu Changan even found some round clams that were more than 600 years old. After eating them, he found that the taste was average and nothing special.
In fact, sea cucumbers and abalone have different grades in different years. They all taste the same and have similar nutritional values. To say that the very high-grade varieties are more nutritious, it is the same if you eat more of the low-grade ones. Everyone has different grades of the same species.
Growing up happily, the genes are the same after all.
As for the taste of food, things like sea cucumber and abalone have no taste at all. They rely on cooking ingredients. In the art of "eating", they are expensive and cheap ingredients.
Liu Changan was selling his own bowl of red soup spicy rooster noodles for ten yuan. He was thinking about sea cucumbers and abalones, and wondering if he could fish for something by himself next time he went to the beach. Unfortunately, Zhou Dongdong couldn't dive. If he took her to the bottom of the sea,
Maybe I will grab the coral reef and nibble on it, after all, many coral reefs look delicious.
Liu Chang'an was just thinking about all this when he suddenly heard Zhou Shuling scream and turned around quickly, only to see a tall black bald man overturning the steamer in front of Zhou Shuling with one hand.
The hot bun flew up and hit Zhou Shuling's arm. It was so hot that she jumped to the side, shocked and angry, "What are you doing!"
Liu Changan pulled Zhou Shuling behind him, moved forward, and slapped her.
Ordinary people will not die if they are photographed by him, but they will definitely be knocked to the ground by him, like a kitchen knife slapping garlic on a chopping board.
The bald man smiled coldly and actually avoided Liu Changan's slap.
Liu Changan was a little surprised. Zhou Shuling pulled him, and Liu Changan pulled her hand away, walked forward step by step, and looked at the bald man coldly.
"Who are you out of your mind? Do you think you can act recklessly just because you are a foreigner?" Zhou Shuling said angrily, touching her red arm.
"Is your hand okay?" Liu Changan asked.
"It's okay." Zhou Shuling shook her head aggrievedly. Making a living was not easy, and it was common for small business people to encounter mean people who liked to make things difficult for others, but there were very few people who would come up and start trouble at every turn.
"In the pharmacy opposite, go buy some burn plaster and apply it. The scar will be ugly." Liu Changan pointed to the pharmacy in front of him and said.
Zhou Shuling was stunned for a moment. Liu Changan couldn't easily question Liu Changan's commanding tone, so Zhou Shuling had no choice but to run over.
"What are you doing!"
"It's nothing to bully a woman!"
"Call the police!"
"Do you think this is southern Guangdong?"
"beat him!"
The people around were filled with indignation, because many of the regular customers and residents of the community knew that Zhou Shuling was a single mother with a bouncing little girl.
The bald black man took a bun, smiled coldly, took a bite of the bun, threw it away, then turned around and ran away.
"Help look after the stall and wait for Zhou Shuling to come back."
Liu Changan casually spoke to an acquaintance and chased after him.
The bald man was wearing a pair of Nike and OW co-branded shoes. As he ran, he looked back at Liu Changan. Fortunately, he made a layup in time, and then suddenly accelerated his speed and started running wildly.
Liu Changan looked around and accelerated suddenly, but the bald man suddenly got into an SUV with the door opened.
The speed of cars in the city is not too fast, but Liu Changan's running speed is already a bit scary, but the speed of the car slows down, as if he doesn't want Liu Changan to catch up, but he doesn't want to get rid of Liu Changan.
Liu Changan sneered, but slowed down and followed the car leisurely.
I ran from Taiping Street to Wuyi Road, crossed Juzhou Bridge from Wuyi Road, passed Rongwan Town and Yinpenling, and gradually became quieter, and the car drove into a dilapidated factory building.
This is the Junsha Zinc Factory, which belongs to the memory of the old Junsha people. It is probably known to the new generation of young people because the Happy Boy filmed a promotional video here in 2009.
Of course Liu Changan knew this place. It was also a good place where many photographers had invited Oser to produce some industrial punk and heavy industrial style films.
It is surrounded by places facing demolition, desolate, and all the factories have not been taken care of all year round. The floors are covered with ivy, and the strands and threads are entangled, seeming to seal up the history and stories together, leaving them to be opened by future generations.
, all you see may be just dust.
The car stopped, the black bald man jumped out, and a white man with a stronger figure stepped out of the driver's seat. He stood on both sides of the car, and then slowly walked towards Liu Changan.
From the corner of his eye, Liu Changan noticed that there was a drone on the roof of a factory building, and there were some cameras vaguely hidden around it.
The other party is trying to lure him here. Who is watching him behind these cameras?
"No matter what your purpose is, as far as I'm concerned, it's just that you destroyed my neighbor's breakfast stall, paid for it, and apologized." Liu Changan was reasonable and reasonable.
The black man and the white man looked at each other, couldn't help but laugh, and even wanted to rap. Unexpectedly, Liu Changan not only had no vigilance against such an obvious trap, but instead pursued trivial matters.