I went down the mountain to hide from my senior sister, but my stunning fiancée took advantage of he

"shameless!"

Suddenly, a discordant whisper interrupted Ye Nan's rare philosopher state.

"That's awesome!"

"Look, you're making fun of the guests again!"

"No wonder business is good!"

"Oh, I'm so jealous. I blame my parents for teaching me so well. It's better to be a bit meaner and make money!"

The owners of several nearby breakfast stalls were already full of aggression.

Two middle-aged women, purely jealous and powerless.

A middle-aged man, purely greedy.

Shumei is the only one with a store.

The rest of the breakfast shops all have one stall.

It seems that Shumei's business is indeed good.

When Shumei heard the comments around her, her body trembled slightly and her eyes looked slightly panicked.

But she quickly adjusted and returned to normal, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Apparently, she was used to such vicious slander.

Moreover, I am also used to being patient, not taking action, and not fighting back.

"I don't know if there was any medicine in her buns!"

The middle-aged woman spreading pancakes next to her curled her lips with a mean look on her face and continued to speak out.

Shumei's patience did not bring peace of mind.

"That's for sure!" Another woman making steamed rice continued with a smile, "Don't you smell the steamy and fragrant smell of the steamed buns?"

The two of them were talking, covering their mouths with pride and laughing "secretly".

The wretched uncle who was frying fried dough sticks on the other side was aroused by this conversation. His inverted triangular eyes were steaming, and he fiercely gouged out several parts of Shumei's body.

Shumei's body trembled even more.

The eye sockets are also a little moist.

The busy hands were no longer as nimble as before.

She bit her lip and tried to maintain a calm expression.

Hey...what a dog's life is...

Ye Nan sighed softly in his heart.

He is not the Holy Mother.

Ever since he was young, he has always said that his heart is in a refrigerator.

After many years of bloody killings, it has long been moved from the refrigerator to the freezer.

but......

Who told him that he had already made friends with Meng De’s soul god just now...

Ye Nan took out a bun from the plastic bag in his hand as if nothing had happened, opened his mouth and took a big bite.

"Oh my god, it smells so good!"

Ye Nan is not exaggerating. Shumei's steamed buns have thin skin and large fillings. I don't know what kind of sauce is used for the meat fillings. They are very fresh and refreshing.

Hearing Ye Nan's heartfelt affirmation, Shumei's eyes, which had been wronged, finally revealed a hint of relief and a sense of accomplishment.

She was about to say it again: If it tastes good, please take care of the business more often in the future.

But as soon as he moved his lips, his whole body trembled, he glanced timidly at the breakfast stalls on both sides, and closed his mouth.

"Boss Boss, you are so awesome!"

"Gaga fragrance!"

Ye Nan gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

The owners of several nearby stalls all showed jealous but helpless expressions.

Country bumpkin!

I have never eaten anything good in my life!

A few steamed buns, look at them!

"Thank you!"

The moisture in the corners of Shumei's eyes rose to another level.

She was no longer an innocent little girl. Of course she could see that the clean but not very sunny young man in front of her was deliberately trying to cheer her up.

"How many are left?" Ye Nan said vaguely as he grabbed the buns and ate them.

"What?" Shumei was stunned.

"Baozi." Ye Nan pointed to the steamer, "Plus the ones that have been wrapped but not yet steamed."

"More than a hundred..." Shumei replied subconsciously.

She opened the shop by herself, preparing the ingredients every night and getting up early in the morning to package them. She could sell out about 200 yuan every day.

"I've got them all." Ye Nan took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code, "I'll take the steamed ones away now. If not, steam them quickly and send them to Villa No. 8 in Area C."

"Beep! Alipay has arrived, 5000 yuan!"

A loud notification sounded in the store.

"what?!"

Shumei is stupid!

All...all? !

What does it mean......

The mean women and wretched uncles in the nearby stalls even stared with their eyes wide open.

The woman spreading the pancakes was so dazed that her fingers involuntarily touched the surface of the frying pan, which made her howl like a ghost.

"Not enough?" Seeing Shumei in a daze, Ye Nan calmly lowered his head and tapped his fingers a few times.

"Alipay arrived, 5000 yuan!"

Another notification sound, like a naughty thunder, bounced back and forth in the hearts of several other stall owners, even exploding into a rhythm.

"Gudu!" The woman making steamed rice swallowed hard, her eyes showing uncontrollable greed.

The wretched man frying the fried dough sticks tilted his mouth, and a drop of saliva dripped into the boiling oil pan, making a "sting" sound.

"Not enough?" Seeing that Shumei was still in a daze, Ye Nan asked calmly.

This bitch is just calm on the surface.

In my heart...

Cool!

It's cool to send it!

Is this the happiness of the boss?

Is this the pleasure of throwing money at people?

Is this the confidence of Long Aotian, Ye Chen and other seniors?

He didn't realize that if he used a mere 10,000 yuan to hit someone, Senior Long and Senior Ye would find it embarrassing and kick him out of the group chat.

Does Ye Nan feel bad for 10,000 yuan?

This is the entire amount in his account.

The service fees of the five senior sisters have not yet been paid.

Haiqing Group’s wages have not been paid yet.

Before, even if Ye Nan was killed, he wouldn't dare to pretend like this.

but now.

What a panic!

A black card lay quietly in his trouser pocket.

Small size, big energy.

So warm and safe!

Mr. Qi, actually my right cheek is slightly larger, so I can throw two at once~

"enough!!"

Shumei finally came to her senses and almost took off as if she had stepped on a switch.

"No, no, no!" Immediately, she waved her hands again, her face full of panic, "Too much, too much! I can't even ask for that much..."

"Keep it." Ye Nan waved his hand calmly, his tone was three points casual, three points pretending to be compared, three points pretending to be comparing, and one point pretending to be comparing.

"I want all the buns every day from now on."

"When you run out of money, ask me to renew."

The stall owners nearby were almost going crazy with jealousy when they looked at Shumei, and Ye Nan was secretly happy.

Because they also gave Ye Nan part of their gaze, it was awe!

"But this...this..." Shumei was completely panicked, her bare hands repeatedly wiping on her apron, panicking.

Ten thousand yuan is already two months of net income for her.

"What's the problem?" Ye Nan raised his eyebrows, "You can't make money even if you have money?"

"Ah! No!" Shumei quickly waved her hand.

She needs money badly.

That panicked look was actually a bit girly and cute, making it even more alluring.

"Then why are you standing there? Pack it up." Ye Nan smiled softly.

"Oh, oh, okay..." Shumei hurriedly began to pack all the steamed buns.

Her heart was beating too fast.

If her body hadn't forced her to limit her speed, she would have walked halfway by now.

Ye Nan nodded with satisfaction, glanced at the three gossips around him like a master, and hummed slowly, "Boss, I really envy you. You got off work early in the morning."

"It's not like us workers who have to work hard to do business, hey..."

He said "us" and looked at "them".

The three sand sculptures suddenly felt as if they had their heads pressed and force-fed Ollie, and then their faces were all muddled, and their faces were all darkened.

There is an urge to vomit blood.

The eyes of the three people wandered back and forth between the mobile phones in Shumei's and Ye Nan's hands no less than ten times.

Ten thousand yuan!

Nothing has been done, ten thousand yuan!

But if you think about it carefully, the three of them earned this ten thousand yuan by helping Shumei.

Without their mean words, Shumei would still be a normal day today.

Thinking of this, they even have the urge to die, regret, worry, and want to scratch the wall!

The gears of fate sometimes turn like this.

When Shumei heard this, she was stunned for a moment and looked at Ye Nan blankly. The little pearl, which could no longer control her impulse, popped out of her eyes.

If she didn't understand that the young man in front of her was venting her anger on her behalf, she would have been beaten by society for so many years in vain.

The sadness, grievance, unwillingness, and helplessness in my heart were all squeezed into my throat in an instant.

She had a strong urge to tell everything to this young man she had never met.

My throat was choked with sobs, but I couldn't even pronounce a syllable.

But even if you can make a sound? Will she say it?

will not.

There is something that will stop her.

The scientific name is: A fool’s sense of proportion.