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Wuxie was looking at the shop honestly, and her little brother was accompanying her. She was so idle every day that even if people came in to look at the shop, they would not buy it, they would just take a look and touch it before leaving.

Wu Xie sighs every day, how come people in this industry can make so much money, but why can’t they do it now? What's the problem?

"Are you short of money?" The little brother heard him sigh every day, and his ears almost became calluses.

"It's in short supply. Water and electricity in my shop, as well as food and drink, all cost money. It's hard to save a hero even for a penny. Why doesn't my third uncle leave some start-up capital for my plan for me?"

As he was talking, someone else came into the store to look around. Wu Xie slumped on his chair and did not go to greet the customers. This kind of customers were just looking for freshness and were not here specifically to buy goods. Five or six of these kind of customers could come in every day.

"Boss, how do you sell this small item?" the customer asked.

Wuxie glanced at it and said: "10, no counter-offer."

As expected, the customer said that it was so expensive to buy fake goods because he was too poor to grab money, and then left. Yes, this kind of thing happens four or five times a day.

At first Wuxie could recognize a few words, but after visiting the shop intermittently for a year, Wuxie only smiled and said nothing.

The younger brother also looked like he knew this would happen. "If it's fake, it will definitely not be sold."

"You've been with me for a year after visiting shops and you concluded this truth?" Wuxie asked him: "How many genuine products can there be in this business? They are all imitations."

"I can take you to get the real thing."

Wuxie raised her eyelids and looked at him without speaking.

It has been more than a year since they broke up on the Iron Triangle Road. In the past year, Wuxie has been monitored by his second uncle, who has been guarding the shop honestly.

Nowadays, I have to worry about making money. This is a bit disappointing. Is it so obvious that I am so bad at it?

"No, anyway, we have other identities, such as appraisers and consultants. Don't worry, we won't starve you to death. At worst, we can borrow money from Xiaohua, and we will always make ends meet."

The little brother frowned and then started to fiddle with his phone. That cell phone was bought for him by Wu Xie. It was a Nokia, and now he only has this kind of cell phone.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Wuxie slumped on the chair and slept in. Suddenly I remembered something. At this time, Lichu and the others should be in junior high school...

Lichu is a very uncontrolled child with dangerous thoughts. In this scheme, he is important or not very important. What is important is the person in this plan; what is not important is that this person can be anyone. But Licu is the only one who succeeds. Before there is no other choice, this child must be controlled.

At his age, trust and admiration are the most direct.

Just like me, I fell into a trap since I was a child, which is really pitiful.

The blind man likes to bully his little apprentice from time to time. Obviously, he can no longer achieve worship there.

"Brother, little brother, I need to go to the middle school recently to find a child. How do you think you can make a child worship you quickly?"

The younger brother shook his head slightly: "I don't know, I haven't."

Do you still need to admire others? Pull it down. It's better to ask the fat man than to ask you.

Wuxie called Fatty and asked for advice.

The fat man said, three suggestions, one, why don't you try to save the beauty as a hero. Not only gained trust, but also adoration.

Second, do good deeds to others and do them at his home. This will impress him and make him think from the bottom of his heart that you are a law-abiding citizen who loves life and is willing to help others.

Third, if you do this to him, just beat him down and make him your younger brother.