Time has quietly come to three days later.
It's another rainy day. It's already October. As the saying goes, the autumn rain brings cooler weather. Slowly, the hot and humid summer is coming to an end.
Although it is still a bit hot, there is a hint of coolness in the weather.
Zhou Yi stood in front of the window looking at the raindrops outside. He actually liked rainy days like this.
There has not been much progress with Zhou Xinran, perhaps due to her own reasons. An investigation is underway there.
And now, Zhou Yi is getting ready to go out, as today is the day when Mr. Fang returns to Jingzhou.
After driving all the way to Jingzhou Airport, Zhou Yi began to wait quietly.
You can keep seeing news on your mobile phone. Although there is still some time before Double Eleven, major platforms and merchants have already started warming up for the Double Eleven activities.
In the past, Zhou Yi had the idea of participating in this event, but now, he decided to give up.
It’s simple. In the early years of Double Eleven, you could really see big promotions.
But now, it’s no longer Double Eleven, it has become a math problem, with pre-sales, red envelopes for discounts, deposit inflation, direct discount red envelopes, rebates, and so on.
It makes you feel that you will lose money if you buy it, and you will lose money if you don’t buy it.
So Mr. Zhou just gave up and said, "Let them do whatever they want. I won't participate anymore!"
In addition, there are various anchors selling goods and various splash screens. Zhou Yi even has the idea of uninstalling the shopping software.
Wait until after Double Eleven and then install it back.
While thinking about these inexplicable things in his mind, Zhou Yi suddenly saw a figure walking out.
He is still as tall and strong as ever. I didn't notice it before I read Fang Dazhuang's information. Now I think about it, a 1.8-meter-tall strong man has a strong sense of oppression even if he has never learned Sanda.
If this happened in ancient times, it is possible that he would be a player like Confucius who could both convince you and dissuade you.
"Mr. Fang, this way!"
Zhou Yi shouted.
Fang Dazhuang is tall and always walks very fast. No matter when, he gives people the feeling that he is going to the battlefield.
"Hey Zhou Yi, I told you you don't need to pick me up."
"It's been a while since we last met, so let me give you a test. Zhang San and Li Si got into an argument while eating, and Zhang San injured Li Si. What if the injury was minor? What if the injury was serious?"
Good guy! The brother who heard the conversation between the two people exclaimed.
This is an airport, and you two are talking about such a serious topic right away?
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Mr. Fang is back!
The second chapter of Thirst Quenching, thanks to book friends 1201, Wenchi Big Brother, Fat Cat Story, Tianlang, What's Wrong with Straight Men, Yue Fengying, Haidong 123, and thanks to brothers for the rewards.
Jiujian will be resting tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so I won’t say anything more. Tomorrow the guaranteed minimum is 16,000, let’s see if I can get 20,000!
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