I attacked the god of learning

, just because I suddenly developed a strong liking for roller coasters. "Pan Yangwen blinked his eyes, shrugged his shoulders and turned his head, and said charmingly: "Then what will you do if your younger brother is not here tomorrow?"Don't cry ha. "

"Pan Yangwen."

"Here." Pan Yangwen said in a charming manner.

Jian Xing silently put a stack of books between them: "Next time you have a problem with calculus, don't ask me."

Pan Yangwen: "..."

"Father, grandpa, ancestor!" Pan Yangwen hurriedly moved the stack of books away, "I was wrong, I shouldn't complain about your intention to surprise my junior, please forgive me."

Jian Xing looked at the book pushed back on his desk, opened the desk a little bit, and said with a smile, "Dream."

That night, Jian Xing ignored Pan Yangwen.

After Cheng Xinglin returned from the interview, he fell asleep without chatting with the future Jian Xing for a few minutes - he got up at five o'clock the next morning.

Taking the earliest bus, Cheng Xinglin arrived at Happy Valley at six o'clock and began to help prepare the goods.

He was busy until 07:30, when Cheng Xinglin put all the goods in the designated place with labels, and looked at the vendors around him when he had time.

The place where he is located is a relatively concentrated shopping area.

Next to it are those who paint oil paints, make shapes for children, buy some around Happy Valley, and sell other kinds of food.

Seeing Cheng Xinglin come out to walk around, a young lady next to him who was shopping around waved at him: "Hi, are you new here?"

"Yes, sister." Cheng Xinglin said politely.

"Hello, hello—are you a weekend worker or do you come here every day?" The young lady asked enthusiastically.

"I'm a weekend worker, and I come to work on Saturdays."

"Ah...?" The young lady's face changed.

"What's the matter, sister?" Cheng Xinglin keenly captured the momentary change and asked.

"No." The young lady forced a smile, "Then, what kind of contract did you sign? It should be the one with the basic salary?"

"...What's wrong? I signed the commission."

Miss: "..."

"Then congratulations, you have become his test product." The little brother who was doing styling for the children also came over, showing sympathetic eyes.

"...Why?" Cheng Xinglin's heart skipped a beat.

"We heard him call last time, saying that he wanted to test a new product, but he was not sure how the sales would be, so...we planned to arrest someone and spread the cost for him." The little brother said.

Young lady: "Did your contract say that if it is not sold out, it will be given to him at the cost price?"

The young lady had just finished speaking, but Cheng Xinglin hadn't had time to answer.

The boss who signed the contract with Cheng Xinglin had already driven over again.

"Look, I will let you carry the goods as soon as I get off the car." The young lady whispered to Cheng Xinglin.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Cheng Xinglin was dissatisfied, but he could only walk over.

His boss got out of his SUV, but instead of asking Cheng Xinglin to move the goods, he threw a T-shirt to him: "I'm so speechless, why did you come here wearing a school uniform—change to the black T-shirt of Happy Valley, Work hard."

"Eh?" The young lady was also surprised in a low voice - she didn't talk about goods, this boss, has changed his sex?

Cheng Xinglin thanked the boss, went in and changed his clothes, and after changing, he stayed in the room to tidy up.

Cheng Xinglin had just moved a drink case to a high shelf and put it away when the boss, smoking a cigarette, walked over and knocked on the window of his food stall impatiently.

"What are you doing in a daze?" The boss was displeased, "You changed your clothes and came out to move the goods."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

When Cheng Xinglin walked out, he saw that the boss's SUV had been opened, and there were several barrels of green apple-colored drinks with avocado written on them in transparent barrels, and several other boxes of frigate-shaped lettuce sandwiches.

The lettuce sandwich is served with cucumbers and carrots. I don’t know if it’s intentional.

Cheng Xinglin was speechless.

Not to mention how many guests who come to have fun will choose to eat vegan sandwiches and drink avocado drinks.

Even if the customers like it, the amount of these boxes, plus the amount of items in the store, is far greater than the traffic that Cheng Xinglin saw yesterday.

"...Boss, there are so many new products in such a large quantity, do you think they are sold out?"

"Oh? Can't you sell it all?" The boss smiled and asked mockingly, "Then what commission contract do you sign if you can't sell it all?"

Cheng Xinglin was stunned by how shameless this boss was.

"But the running water and the usual goods case you showed me at that time are not like this at all?"

"So?" The boss took a puff of cigarette and sprayed it on the glass that Cheng Xinglin had just wiped. "You will sell whatever I give you. Isn't that what the contract says? What I want to sell, I have to negotiate with you." This part-time job report?"

"You are clearly—" Fraud.

"I'm clearly doing things according to the contract - if you can't sell it, it means that you are not capable enough, you are not capable enough, why sign those contracts? It's very funny."

"you are right."

It was not Cheng Xinglin who answered the boss's shameless ridicule.

The others were so angry that they couldn't say anything.

It was Jian Xing who answered the boss.

When Cheng Xinglin heard this voice, he turned his head in surprise, and he could only see Jian Xing standing against the light in less than ten meters away, wearing casual clothes, bluetooth earphones, and a fisherman hat.

"...Senior?" Cheng Xinglin asked in surprise.

Jian Xing smiled at him, showing a comforting expression, and then walked towards him.

While walking, Jian Xing said: "I also think he is capable enough, and he will definitely be able to sell out."

"However, the quantity is too large. If he is really sold out, will you give him more money?" Jian Xing asked.

In fact, according to the degree of profiteering of a person like the boss, he would definitely not respond to this sentence.

But don't know what's going on...

Maybe Jian Xing's aura is too strong?

Or something else.

The boss was suppressed in an instant, he opened his mouth in a murmur, finally broke free from that suppression, and said angrily: "If you add more, add more, if it can be sold out, I will add two more to him on the basis of today." Hundred."

"Two hundred?" Jian Xing laughed.

The boss was offended by Jian Xing's laughter, and said: "Then add five hundred, but first, you have to sell out!"

"Verbal agreement, is this okay?" Jian Xing asked the Bluetooth headset.

"Okay, I'll record it for you, and I'll ask him for it later." The other side of the phone also said to Jian Xing.

Jian Xing said good, turned off the phone, and asked the boss: "I'm with my friend, is it okay?"

The boss's momentum weakened: "...no problem."

"No, no, no." The boss is fine, but Cheng Xinglin has a problem, "Senior, why are you here?!"

"Come to Happy Valley with my classmates." Jian Xing said, "I saw you, so I happened to come over and have a look."

"Then, then, go and play." Cheng Xinglin said immediately, "I can do it by myself here! Really!"

Jian Xing walked towards the trunk of the SUV, ready to move the goods, and said casually, "I'm playing a trading game, it's very fun."

... what a trading game! !

Cheng Xinglin quickly ran to the front of Jian Xing, taking advantage of the second before he reached out to carry the goods, he stretched out his hand and blocked the front of the SUV trunk.

Cheng Xinglin was a little anxious, and he didn't know whether it was because he was anxious or just basked in the sun, and his back was flushed.

"No, senior, I'm fine, I really don't need your help..."

Cheng Xing was cut off.

Because Jian Xing suddenly leaned in front of him.

With a very focused gaze, he looked at his face.

There is no more than ten centimeters between two people.

Obviously through a mask.

But Cheng Xinglin felt... the warm breath that Jian Xing exhaled... rushed towards him...

Cheng Xinglin froze there.

Let Jian Xing look at his glasses and mask.

I don't know how long Jian Xing looked at it, but finally, he stretched out his hand - touched his hat, and took it off.

The next moment, Jian Xing put the fisherman hat he took off on Cheng Xinglin's head.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Seeing Cheng Xinglin put on his hat, Jian Xing smiled, and suddenly asked, "Do you know what I was thinking when I saw you just now?"

Cheng Xinglin shook his head stiffly.

Jian Xing stretched out his hand, and pulled back the fisherman hat he put on Cheng Xinglin - in this way, it completely covered Cheng Xinglin's back.

No sun at all.

After Jian Xing adjusted his hat, he raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Xinglin with a smile: "I was thinking, I am really happy to see you this weekend."

"So, let's play trading games together." Jian Xing said seriously, "Is it okay?"