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"You said you were introduced by Xiaoyue? What's your relationship?" the store owner handed Qian Yiqian a bottle of water and asked.

"We are friends who work together. Last time I heard that the things you printed for her were pretty good, so I also wanted to come to you to print something." Qian Yiqian did not dare to drink the water given by the other party, but just held it in his hand.

The shop owner nodded after hearing this and said modestly: "These are all cooking techniques, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Qian Yiqian looked at the other person, smiled, and asked again: "Boss, can you help me print something?"

The shop owner nodded: "You can print it, but... my price is not cheap."

"The price is negotiable. As long as you do a good job, after printing the invoice this time, I would also like to ask you to print the thing that Xiaoyue printed before..." Qian Yiqian looked at the boss after finishing speaking, wanting to get it from him. There are some clues on his face.

The store owner looked normal, but did not show any rejection.

"Boss, can I see your previous works now?" Qian Yiqian asked tentatively, seeing that the boss had no objection.

The boss thought for a moment and brought a folder over.

"This is the invoice, you can take a look." The store owner turned a page and pointed to a place quickly.

"What about the one Xiaoyue printed before? Show me that one too. I won't bother you next time and just print it directly."

When Qian Yiqian asked this, he didn't dare to say anything for fear of showing his cowardice.

The store owner frowned, but still took out another folder.

"Have you already seen what Xiaoyue has in her hand, why are you still worried..." Although the store owner sounded a little impatient, he still opened the folder based on the principle of "the customer is God".

"Look, this is what Xiaoyue and the others printed last time." The store owner said, turning to a page, Qian Yiqian's eyes widened slightly.

Sure enough, this sample was the movie ticket from last time.

"I saw it on Xiaoyue's hand before, but I just took a rough look at it. Now that I look at it like this, I feel that your skills are better." Qian Yiqian praised it and wanted to get closer to the store owner.

"Can I take a photo?" Qian Yiqian asked again: "Because I am also running errands for the boss, so I can take a photo so I can go back and deliver the work."

"Of course you can't take pictures of this!" Upon hearing this, the store owner quickly closed the folder, put away both folders, and put them back in the drawer.

"I've been doing this for a long time. You're not the boss, you're just an errand boy. Next time, ask your boss to come over in person." The shop owner's impatience became more and more obvious.

Qian Yiqian was shocked and secretly cursed himself for being stupid and inexperienced for saying such a wrong thing.

She accompanied her with a smile: "Boss, just let me take a photo. Our boss is very busy and doesn't have time to come here in person."

The shop owner still persisted and shook his head: "You don't have time to do such a profitable thing, so your boss is really a busy man..."

The store owner's words were profound, and Qian Yiqian could tell that he seemed to be under suspicion.

"Oh, I don't know anything about this boss." Qian Yiqian saw that the situation was not right and stood up slowly: "Since you don't take photos for me, boss, then I will go back and complain. If my boss If needed, I’ll come find you again.”

"Stop!" The shop owner suddenly raised his voice:

"I've discovered you have a problem a long time ago. Don't you know? In this business, we all need to speak code words. Do you understand the code words for invoices?"

Qian Yiqian: "..."

Of course she doesn't understand.

"Moreover, your boss can entrust you with such an important matter, but you know nothing about his affairs. You think I am a fool!"

Qian Yiqian said again: "..."

It seems that my mistake is not just a little bit.

"What do you want?" Seeing that he couldn't escape, Qian Yiqian looked at the store owner and asked.

The shop owner snorted coldly: "Whose person, of course, ask someone to take it away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was some movement outside, and Qian Yiqian heard Xiaoyue's voice...