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Under Cheng Nuo's persuasive persuasion, Mu Leng finally reluctantly accepted the big fluffy bear.

Cheng Nuo was carrying a bag of dolls and looking for a suitable stall location, while Mu Leng and Su Xiaoxiao followed Cheng Nuo with a big fluffy bear in their arms. Mu Leng is about a head taller than Su Xiaoxiao. The one-meter-tall bear Mu Leng just hugs him peacefully in his arms, but Su Xiaoxiao is more tragic. The big bear almost buries Su Xiaoxiao's petite body in it. . From a distance, it looks like a teddy bear standing and walking on the street, and the picture is very joyful.

Cheng Nuo, have you found a place yet? Su Xiaoxiao said resentfully. Today's sun is glaring, after walking for a while, Su Xiaoxiao is already dripping with sweat.

We'll be there soon. Let's set up a stall by the bridgehead. There will be a lot of traffic. Cheng Nuo pointed not far away.

Cheng Nuo, what will we do if the city management comes? Until now, Mu Leng still felt that setting up a stall to sell dolls was a bit unreliable.

It's okay. Cheng Nuo waved his hand, not worried at all, The city management came, I just rolled up and ran away, you two pretended to be shopping customers. Besides, we shouldn't be so lucky!

With that said, the three of them had already reached the bridge. Cheng Nuo directly put a bag of dolls on the ground. Then tear open the mouth of the bag and spread it on the ground, and more than a hundred dolls are stacked on top of it.

On both sides of the bridge is a crowded area. There are naturally many natural people who set up stalls. Sell ​​snacks, sell accessories, sell specialty products, everything that one expects to find. The three of Cheng Nuo set up a stall here, which naturally attracted the attention of the resident vendors.

Young man, are you selling these dolls? Just next to Cheng Nuo, an aunt selling pancakes asked curiously.

Cheng Nuo replied with a smile, That's right, ma'am, these are all for sale, do you want to buy one?

How much?

Not expensive, five yuan.

Okay, young man, bring me one of that Mickey Mouse, I'll give it to my daughter to play with. Then, the aunt handed Cheng Nuo five dollars from the pocket of her apron.

Okay! Cheng Nuo smiled and handed over a Mickey Mouse puppet.

Cheng Nuo suddenly remembered something, and said to the aunt with a smile, Ma'am, do you have any useless cardboard boxes?

Yes, yes. Seeing that the three of Cheng Nuo looked like students, the aunt couldn't help but feel a sense of love, You wait, I'll get it for you right away. If you need anything else, let me see Can it help you?

Auntie, thank you, no need, we just need a cardboard box.

After getting the cardboard box, Cheng Nuo tore it open, leaving only the largest side, and then wrote a few words on it with a black signature pen.

Five yuan each, pick whatever you want!

Cheng Nuo put a simple signboard at the front of the booth. Then, waiting for the door...

The price of a doll for five yuan is about the same as the price of dolls on the market.

Cheng Nuo, can we do this?

Su Xiaoxiao gently tugged at Cheng Nuo's sleeve and whispered.

Look at other people's booths, that ones are not very well-made signboards. But they're, uh...a piece of cardboard, so rudimentary.

Regarding Su Xiaoxiao's worries, Cheng Nuo laughed and said, It's okay, having you two beauties standing here is equivalent to the most eye-catching signboard.

What Cheng Nuo said was good. Su Xiaoxiao and Mu Leng stood side by side, one cute and cute, the other cold and ethereal.

Two big beauties stood there, and they were extremely youthful and energetic like the sun, no matter where they were, they could attract the attention of others.

Sure enough, not long after, many people surrounded their booth.

Beauty, how do you sell this doll? A young man said to Mu Leng like a pig.

It says,

Five yuan a piece, pick whatever you want. Cheng Nuo replied indifferently.

The young man was unhappy, Hey, I'm talking to the beauty, it's none of your business! The young man smiled and said to Mu Leng, Beauty, do you have WeChat? Do you want to add one?

Mu Leng didn't even look at the young man, and simply said a word, Get lost!

Hey, brother, don't make trouble, okay? Cheng Nuo took advantage of the moment when the young man was stunned, and forced him out.

Of course, such troublemakers just talk less after all. The whole process was pleasant and perfect.

In just ten minutes, half of the dolls were sold.

Su Xiaoxiao is responsible for collecting money. Looking at the white banknotes in his hand, he was so happy that he almost lost his way.

Fifty, one hundred, one hundred and fifty,... two hundred and five!

Hee hee hee, this can buy a lot of snacks!

More and more people gathered around the booth, and this wonderful process will continue until the shout.

The city management is here! The city management is here!

A sharp voice suddenly sounded at the bridgehead.

In an instant, the vendors on the bridge looked like they were facing an enemy, and they packed up their equipment one by one. That speed is definitely practiced.

No way, buddy is so unlucky today, I really met the city management!

Cheng Nuo felt like he forgot to read the almanac when he went out today.

I was almost hit by a car when I was running in the morning, and now I have the urban management to check the booth!

Cheng Nuo, what... what shall we do? Su Xiaoxiao's face was tense and she looked flustered.

Mu Leng also looked at Cheng Nuo anxiously.

Cheng Nuo cleaned up the booth and said, As agreed in advance, you stand here and don't move, I'll go... Bah, no, I have to run away!

You can just stay here, the city management is gone and call me!

Cheng Nuo carried the remaining thirty or forty dolls on his back, waved to the two girls, and ran towards the distance with vigorous steps.

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Guan Cheng hummed a ditty, took small steps, and walked to the bridge in his urban management uniform.

As an ordinary urban management officer in Qingcheng City, Guancheng patrolled the commercial street as usual today according to the instructions given by his superiors.

Suddenly, Guan Cheng's dark eyes froze.

In his line of sight, a young man was packing up the booth suddenly and ran towards the bridge.

Hey! This kid!

Guan Cheng became angry in an instant. Running under my nose, do you think I don't exist? !

Seeing me chasing this kid back, I must discuss it carefully.

Guan Cheng was young, twenty-four years old, and had just become an honorable urban management officer earlier this year.

Young and energetic, full of vigor and vitality, this is the state of Guancheng.

For the other 30-40-year-old urban managers, they might just wave their hands when they encounter this.

Guancheng? This kid, if I don't catch him today, I'll write my name upside down!

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