[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

Connected.

I became an employee of the Plane Shop 'has everything'.

My boss's brain is a bit big.

I have mixed feelings.

Shen Jingbing looked at the man in front of him who couldn't be described as handsome except for the word handsome, and moved his eyes from the soft-shell thick notebook in the other's hand to the cotton coat that belonged to him under the man's buttocks.

These two coats are beautiful and, likewise, expensive.

It took him two months of hard-earned money as a tutor.

Sanqian Dayang was put under his butt just like that.

fuck.

your uncle.

Shen Jingbing didn't care what the other party said about being qualified, she rushed up and dragged the man up.

Then, holding his cotton coat and diary, he glared at the man angrily.

Then he said, "I'm not pork."

The man who was dragged staggered: "...?" What?

Shen Jingbing is very serious: "I don't need you to stamp the pass."

The scum that can sell himself without stamping!

The man was a bit unable to react to Shen Jingbing's brain circuit. He looked at the young man holding a cotton coat and staring at him with wide eyes. He turned his eyes around the store and fell back on a soft recliner. superior.

"You took things from my store—I think, a red bean paste bread, and an umbrella." The man paused after speaking, "I almost forgot, you sold the umbrella, but it shouldn't be Your money."

Shen Jingbing's round eyes widened.

He didn't pay attention to what the man said at all, he looked in amazement at the big reclining chair that appeared out of nowhere and the storefront that suddenly expanded a bit with the appearance of the reclining chair.

I always felt like I was in some special place.

The man knocked on the armrest of the reclining chair, looked at the young man who had completely ignored his words, raised his eyebrows, got up and carried the young man who was a head shorter than him, walked to the warehouse door, opened the warehouse door and threw him went in.

Then close the door and lock it.

The action is complete.

After finishing all this, the man sat back at the cash register and tapped the table lightly. Wherever his fingers touched, soft ripples appeared on the black table top, and several lines spread out, quickly showing on the table. some complicated information.

The man's eyes swept across the notebook lying quietly on one side, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He reached out and clicked a button, looked at the 3D image floating on the desktop, leaned against the soft back of the chair, reached out and hooked his fingers to the tea that had been brewed in the corner.

The teacup flew steadily to his hand.

The man squinted his eyes, looked at the young man in the image who was huddled in a ball at the door of the warehouse, looked around with open eyes and was about to cry, and took a sip of tea comfortably.

Shen Jingbing usually puts all kinds of play on his lips, but today he finally realized what idle play is.

It's not nice at all.

The small black house of Guanren is simply sick!

Shen Jingbing slandered the man outside like this—it seemed to be the manager of this convenience store, her body clinging tighter to the cold iron door behind her.

As a man, it's too shameful to show your fear of the dark in front of strangers, he thought.

Then he closed even the eyes that were last open.

Hey Ma Ma here is so scary QAQ.

The man looked interesting from the outside, but thinking about the fear revealed in the pair of dark eyes when the young man hesitated at the warehouse door, he felt that it was enough to scare him a little bit, and it would not be good to be bitten back if he was bullied hard. up.

Thinking of this, the man waited for a while, looked at the motionless mass like a rock in the image, and felt that it was almost done, and reached out his hand to touch the control button of the warehouse light.

After seeing the notification that the warehouse was powered on on the desktop, he got up and walked towards the warehouse, and then - directly passed through the wall.

Shen Jingbing, who closed his eyes tightly, felt that his surroundings seemed to light up. He opened his eyes in surprise, and looked around in the moving light, but his smiling face cracked in the next second.

Mom, mom, mom, there are ghosts QAQ!

Shen Jingbing jumped up as if he had been scalded, his numb legs didn't seem to affect him at all, he scrambled away from the humanoid creature that had entered through the wall, and took out the bag from the pocket of his cotton coat with shaking hands. Yan, without even looking at it, threw it at the opponent forcefully.

After finishing all this, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Then halfway through his relief, his expression cracked again - because the salt he threw out and hit the opponent's face...wasn't opened.

Shen Jingbing looked at the gloomy face of the man in front of him, turned his gaze away from the red mark on his face where the salt had smashed it, shivered, shrank his neck in guilt, and stared down at the bag that fell on the ground. Yan, a large herd of alpacas is rushing in his heart, but he has a cute look on his face.

Let you go through the wall scary!

Is it my fault for being hit by salt?

The man glanced at the bag of salt that fell on the ground, and felt a dull pain in his face from the direct hit.

Finally, the man took a deep breath and touched the wall of the warehouse. The gray wall was just like the desktop before, and the changes of various parameters were jumping. dark.

Shen Jingbing was stunned, and when the last point on the wall showing parameters was about to disappear, she finally couldn't help stretching out her hand to the dark figure in front of her.

"Hero, I was wrong!!"

The man squinted in the darkness.

"Hero, I really know I'm wrong. Look at my sincere eyes." Shen Jingbing opened her eyes wide, trying to make the person on the opposite side see clearly, "I think it's too dark here, you must not be able to see clearly, why don't we turn on the light and talk ?”

The man snorted.

After hearing this sneer, Shen Jingbing felt that she was going to curl up alone in the dark again.

It's really sad.

Then the light is on.

In the light, Shen Jingbing felt that this man in black was really a good person.

The man opened the door of the warehouse, glanced at Shen Jingbing, "come out."

Shen Jingbing nodded quickly, and by the way looked back at the warehouse he had been curious about.

After watching it, he wished he could poke his eyes out.

The rows of ammunition are simply terrifying. Is this really a convenience store?

Couldn't really be terrorists or something.Shen Jingbing's body swayed, feeling a little soft on his feet, are the current terrorists so cool that they have established an arms reserve in Two-dimensional...

It seems to know something very important.

The man—that is, the owner of the suspected secret munitions base of a terrorist organization, sat on the swivel soft chair at the checkout counter, swept his hands across the desk of the checkout desk, activated the system, tapped a few icons, and then looked up. Shen Jingbing with a cute face.

"name?"

"Shen Jingbing."

The man paused in his hand, looked at the association combination of the input method under his hand, and pursed his lips.

"It's Shen Jingbing, Shen from Shenyang, quiet Jing, the one who handles things impartially." Shen Jingbing said with some breakdown, "It's not crazy or Shenjingbing!!"

Don't everyone who enters his name put on such an indescribable expression!It's so frustrating to see!

The man looked at him, as if he couldn't hold back a low laugh, then coughed twice and cleared his throat, "Age?"

"……twenty."

"Are you married?"

"..." Shen Jingbing was silent for a while, thinking of his 20 years of love life like a blank drawing paper.

"No." The man nodded affirmatively, and then asked, "What industry did you work in?"

"..." Shen Jingbing was silent again.

It's embarrassing to ask such a question, he thought, and he really didn't want it to be known that he hadn't done anything but tutor for 20 years.

Oh, and even the tutors are teaching elementary school students.

Even his mother dislikes him, but Shen Jingbing has always loved him deeply.

"It won't be pornography..."

"Although I haven't read any books, you can't bully me like this QAQ!" Shen Jingbing couldn't bear it!

"If you haven't done it, you're a vagrant."

"Uncle policeman, although I don't have a job, I'm definitely a good citizen!" Shen Jingbing raised her hands high.

"First, I'm not a policeman. Second, I don't think you have any ability to keep you from getting involved in a crime after committing a crime." The man kept typing.

"Then can I go home?" Shen Jingbing asked cautiously even though she felt that she was being subtly discriminated against.

He has seen the warehouse full of ammunition, so he won't be killed... QAQ "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back—at least not for the time being."

Really, really going to be killed mom QAQ.

The man looked at his sluggish look, and raised his eyebrows amusedly, "First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Qi Yu, the owner of this plane store."

"Planet store?" Shen Jingbing looked at Qi Yu blankly.

Plane store or something, it sounds very high-end and foreign.

"Secondly, starting today, I'm your boss."

"Why?!" Shen Jingbing couldn't calm down anymore, since you won't kill me, send me back!

Maybe my mother has prepared winter melon ribs soup and is waiting for me!

Really anxious!

Qi Yu looked at him with a smile, "Because you can't go back by yourself, you can only rely on me if you want to go back."

"I beg you, hero!" Shen Jingbing immediately threw off her integrity, "I want to go home and drink winter melon pork rib soup!"

Qi Yu still smiled brightly, and then cruelly rejected Shen Jingbing's request.

"My ability is not enough to send you back." Qi Yu said, "The level of the store is not enough, the level of the plane you are in is too high, I can't designate to enter such a high plane."

Shen Jingbing felt that he understood something, he looked at Qi Yu with a sad face: "So?"

"So we have to work together towards a better tomorrow." Qi Yu stretched out his hand to pull up the statistical table on the desktop, and pointed to the 3D stereoscopic image projected on the desktop, "This is what we lack."

Shen Jingbing scanned through a bunch of messy nouns, expressionless: "Haha."

"Things are not difficult to collect, but none of the planes I can go to produce these things." Qi Yu said, "But these can be bought from merchants in other planes."

Shen Jingbing's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand aggressively: "Buy!"

"So we need money." Qi Yu looked at Shen Jingbing, smiled brightly again, and then swiped his hand, the numbers on the image kept scrolling, and finally the scrolling numbers stopped, Qi Yu pointed to the string Numbers say: "We're short of so much."

Shen Jingbing looked at the string of numbers, stared at them for ten seconds, and then gave up thinking about the numbers, "Did the system mark the wrong decimal place?"

Qi Yu smiled without saying a word.

Shen Jingbing laughed twice, "It's just the two of us, want to get this number?"

Qi Yu still smiled without saying a word.

"Your snake spirit is sick!!!!!!!!!!!!"