After school, Yan Yong and Liang Wensao go to the library to engage in the learning materials of Jin Munuli, Li Southern Golden Monroe sesual contact. Lu Yida sent a red envelope reimbursement dinner, and he walked into the school outside the school.
But if you have a middle school, you can't sell snacks outside. In the main entrance of Chengnan Middle School, there were several trolleys, carrying big coal stoves, and the coal furnace on the shelves of the cooker, the swatches in the oil pan.
The peak of school, string, sausage, tenderloin, flesh and other well-known spicy chicken food, hot tumbling in the oil pan; the box is filled with spicy chicken food that has just come out, and it is smashed in the world. . "Do you have any Alipay?", "Which of the sausages" this kind of question is scattered in the air in the spray.
The students can't resist the temptation of spicy chicken food, arched in front of the booth, and the scene is hot.
Dear storeders ushered in the highest peak of business, busy steering, only a middle-aged uncle stands in the bleak autumn wind, there are not many hairs left in the top of the head. He has no one in front of his eyes, there is no one in the oil pan, the box is full of cold strings, and the 45-degree corner looks at the sky, very depressed.
If he is full of face, it may be like a poet.
Lu Rong stood in front of him: "Lao Wang."
The eyes of the old king fell: "You are coming." The cham lifted, pointed at the grilled skewers in the box, "Take it." Said that he took a smoke, repeated 45 degrees. day.
Lu Yao was going to take it, but the old king smoke, the soot fell on the tulten, Lu Yao stretched half of the handworked back.
The difference between the old king is not unreasonable. He is short and fat, the hair is not a few words left, bald a big brady, full face, and the whole image is interpreting the four words "middle-aged greasy".
He still does not talk about hygiene, takes the soot as a cumin powder.
Hey, Chen Yulian, Mo. Zhang Luo, whether it is a joyful or whisker, or a heart, it is like a heart. Lao Wang is a bitterness to live, reluctantly do this, no enthusiasm, work is not active. He is the kind of money that collects your money, and it is not good to roast the kind of launch of him.
"Looking for the smoke, go to the vegetable farm." Lu Rong proposed.
"Okay." The old king came out of the board, from top to the next one, white pendant vest, apron, flat-angle shorts, leg hair, and flip. He lost the cigarette butts on the ground, and smashed the words with the character, and quickly packed the board slowly, pulled it in the garage not far away, and pushed in.
Before Lu Yao and the old king walked through the booth of the business, the big mother was loud and asked whispered.
Lu Yong: "She named Chen Yulian, made a meal at the school gate in the morning, fried the tenderloin in the evening, I have been doing it here for 7 years, that is, she is 11 years, 11 years of wind and rain Her family has three sets of rooms, annual income of more than 1 million, when we let go of the summer vacation, she goes to the Maldives vacation, her son is as big as me, in the American high school. "
The old king took a smoke and spit out, and the gas is so long, and even the hair he has no hairdress.
Lao Wang: "The big husband is not a five-bury rice."
Lu Yao: "My mother is case."
The old king is immersed.
Lao Wang: "What is the husband and wife."
Lu Yao: "I remember this sentence. I will go to my house in the future and kill it directly."
The old king's footsteps suddenly.
He is a college student in the 1990s, and it is sensitive, and the character is justified. It can't do it in the newspaper, change the taxi.
He is a literati proud. I feel that the opening of the car is not in line with my identity. It is uncomfortable, driving is not active, so there is still no way to get rich by driving for so many years.
Before the year ago, the old king was robbed, and people were fine, but they got PDST for taxi. When they went to the taxi company, they went back to the 20-year-old car, and looked at the balance of bank cards: Mom, I have been there. Do you have anything? What about money?
After that, I will do a lot of live, not for a month, the month ago, the coal furnace and oil pan, started the baked skewers.
Old Wang is in the grilled skewers, the heart is in literature, often thinking about a question: I have learned the five cars, how to fall into this B?
I think that he is also a famous high-school student, studying Russian literature, holding Tolstott's book, there are also many school girls.
Nowadays, there are still four hundred, and the money has not earned a few, the hair is less than one day.
I haven't yet been working.
For so many years, the Dream of the old king gradually gradually from the school girl, to the young woman, to middle-aged divorced women.
Lu Yili's mother is sunny is a flower, single boy, and the old king lives next to his home, and I want to make a sunny next door.
Lu Yong is not available. The love of middle-aged and elderly people, he did not take the initiative, no refusal, not responsible.
Old kingstone is doing his mind, he can't let this potential you have been so cold. Otherwise, if you really have to give the old king, others say: "Hey, the school gate sells strings behind you?" He faces no light.
He is later, even if you sell strings, you have to sell the king in strings.
Lu Rong drove to go to the vegetable market. At the peak of the next get off work, the people in the vegetable market were crowded. He still pushed his Jiiante women's bicycle for a moment, and this place was bicycles in the stone in the water. The stone can also listen to a sound, the bicycle is gone, then it is true.
On one side of the land, the land is bought, while the old king: "Everyone sells the tenderloin at the school, you are also selling or new, there is no gender advantage, the image advantage, you only have two possibilities, in the competition Winning. "
The old king hit him: "Say."
Lu Rong: "One is price cut, you are cheap than everyone, the buyer will choose you. But this is not a long time, once you fight the price war, don't sell a string, you should sell strings Partnership isolate you, hit you, drive you away. "
Lao Wang closed his eyes to listen, suddenly "", jumping up and put a fist.
"Neuropathy!" The woman who sold onions later was smoked by his hand, he was.
Lao Wang Li Zheng stood well, quickly recovered, the maturity was stable, and did not eat the fireworks in the world.
Lu Rong watched the old king, and the vegetable market was also his voice. He said: "Second, you provide scarce goods, everyone does not sell things."
Old King: "The cries in the school entrance is a consensus. Trading new products, customers are not necessarily accepted."
Lu Rong: "Don't worry about this, popular new products, I have already thought about it."
Lao Wang: "What new product?"
Lu Rong: "The formula is three thousand."
Lao Wang: "A formula you have to sell me three thousand, you grab money ?!"
Lu Rong: "Buying and selling pays for you. You don't want, just tighten your own money bag, can't grab your money."
Lao Wang: "..."
Lao Wang: "Cheap!"
Lu Rong: "I can don't charge you money. But you will sell a 10% commission in the future."
Lao Wang: "Lying in the trough. You are stupid. This is definitely 3,000 bought cheap!"
Lu Rong: "If you give me 10%, even if I enter the share, I guarantee that you have returned to the store in the store for half a year for half a year."
Lao Wang: "... I don't know if I can go back to the store in the store for half a year for half a year, but I know that you can really blow."
Lu Rong passed all kinds of fish, posing in the bicycle box: "You go back and think about it."
Old King thought for a while: "What is your mother?"
Lu Yao: "Well. As far as I observe it."
Old Wang wants to think, take out Alipay: "3000?"
Lu Yao does not speak.
Lao Wang: "3000 is 3000." is ready to transfer.
Page Display: Insufficient balance.
The old king changed several cards, and both the balance was low.
The old king rose red face, and the evil smile on the land, and the brain took out fine sweat. In the end, she hid the mobile phone to the trouser bag, and pulled out the smoke.
Lu Yong's face: "I haven't admitted yet."
The old king had to retreat to the smoke.
In the sunset, Lu Rong pushed the bicycle and took him with him, patted his shoulders comfortably: "Think of the good, we will be a partner."
Lao Wang: "Roll."
The two went to the tubing floor and stopped Qi Qi. At this time, a car stopped here should not appear here, the paint is bright, reflecting the evening glow in the sky, the champagne white face is like a flame.
Lu Rong took a bicycle, and the old king was on the same time, staring at the cream-like silky face.
Staring staring, the old king lifted his hand, and she was reasonable to have a few unwanted hair left.
Lu Yi looked at his own reflection: "Binli Mun is still a long-range luxury top match, thousands."
Lao Wang: "Which hakey will buy this kind of car?"
Bear kids in the tuber is holding a stone to scrape.
Lu Rong grabbed his hand and his eyes wonderful: "Don't touch it!"
The old king took the child and pushed behind: "It can be understood that the psychology of Qiufu, don't be so fierce, this is not your car." The parents are four.
Lu Rong Road: "You don't know if you will be developed in the lower half, you don't know where you will open this kind of car. If this is your Bentley, you are scratched, you can't hurt?" It's all over the floor with a bag of peas.
Lao Wang leaned against the door, lit a smoke, looked at the back of Lu Rong, and moved to the sky: "How did this child in your mouth?"
Bentley's window has dropped.
Driver: "Trouble you don't rely on the car."
Lao Wang: "... Oh."