Luo Qianyu's face hit Lu Jiuchuan's hard chest. Before she could recover, his voice came from above her head again:

"There's nothing interesting about dealing with a corpse. It will save you from nightmares at night."

Everyone around was paying attention to what was happening on the execution ground, and no one paid any attention to them.

Luo Qianyu herself felt embarrassed, as she always felt that everyone was looking at them.

"Is it okay if I don't look? Let me go."

Only then did Lu Jiuchuan let her go, holding her shoulders and turning her around.

Seeing the blush on her face, Lu Jiuchuan also felt a sense of loss, his heartbeat quickened, and he became uncomfortable:

"Ahem~ I didn't mean it..."

Qiu Zheng had been paying attention to Luo Qianyu's performance. He came over and teased as usual:

"Oh, I'm sorry to bother you two, but I still have to go to work. Sorry."

"Where are you going next? I'll take you there and then to the bureau."

Lu Jiuchuan coughed again pretendingly:

"Ayu, the oxcart is still in the guesthouse. Shall we go back to the guesthouse first?"

Luo Qianyu half lowered his head and nodded.

Qiu Zheng smiled and said:

"Then hurry up and stop being sour."

The two of them took a three-wheeled vehicle back to the guesthouse without speaking a word along the way.

After Qiu Zheng left, Jiang Shili came out from behind the tree where they tied the cows, grinning with his big white teeth:

"Brother Chuan, sister-in-law, I have been waiting for you for a long time. I have done that thing."

"Do you want to go inside and talk or come to my house?"

Luo Qianyu was also delighted when he heard this:

"Go to your house, check out other things, and get on the bullock cart."

Lu Jiuchuan started to untie the reins tied to the tree, and Jiang Shili was very tactful and jumped onto the shaft first:

"Brother Chuan, give me the reins. You and sister-in-law can sit in the back."

Lu Jiuchuan did not refuse. He threw the reins to him and jumped behind the ox cart.

He shouted as the ox cart started moving, and then excitedly told Luo Qianyu:

"My parents both agree that I should work with my sister-in-law. They have heard of her name and know that she is willing to teach me skills. They both told me to study hard and not to worry about the money."

"My dad is busy today, so I bought some food and asked my mom to cook for you. Brother Chuan, sister-in-law, please don't be polite."

He kept talking excitedly all the way, Luo Qianyu occasionally answered a few words, and Lu Jiuchuan would either agree or not.

We chatted all the way until we entered his house.

As soon as he closed the door, he quickly took out a neatly arranged stack of big unity notes from his pocket, held them in his palm and smiled:

"Sister-in-law, guess how much we got from selling the TV yesterday?"

An 18-inch black-and-white TV sells for about 880 yuan when it's new in a department store, which is equivalent to almost two years' salary for an average worker.

Seeing that he had a lot of money in his hand, Luo Qianyu made a bold guess:

"Four hundred and five?"

He shook his head mysteriously and stretched out his fist in front of Lu Jiuchuan:

"Brother Chuan, you guess, be bold."

Lu Jiuchuan said calmly:

"I can't guess. Just tell me, how much did you sell for?"

His enthusiasm remained undiminished, and he raised his fist:

"Six hundred and five, a full six hundred and fifty yuan, sister-in-law, here you go."

A rare look of joy appeared on Lu Jiuchuan's face.

Luo Qianyu was even more delighted with a smile, looking like a money-grubber. This price was really beyond her expectations.

I bought a bunch of stuff for eight dollars, only repaired one big item, and made that much money by reselling it.

"Da Li, how did you sell it? I didn't realize you were good at business."

Jiang Shili could not hide his smug look on his face, but he said modestly:

"I was lucky. Yesterday I went to the TV section of the department store and happened to meet someone who wanted to buy a TV. We couldn't agree on the price because of a difference of twenty dollars."

"I followed the man and asked him if he wanted a second-hand one that was 90% new."

"He was hesitant at first about the price I offered, so I told him that I would be responsible for repairing it if it broke down in the future. As long as he could find the parts, I could fix any problem."

"Hey, he agreed as soon as he saw the goods, and he didn't even bargain. Am I awesome?"

He spoke with great joy.

Luo Qianyu applauded and praised enthusiastically:

“Awesome, really awesome!”

She really picked up a good employee.

Jiang Shilin was able to come up with the idea of ​​winning over customers by providing after-sales services when after-sales services had not yet been implemented nationwide. He is truly a sales genius.

She counted out a hundred yuan from the pile of money in her hand:

"Here, these are your commission and bonus. Don't think it's too little and don't refuse it."

Jiang Shili never thought that he could get so much. He waved his hands in fear:

"That won't work. Didn't we agree yesterday that we would sell first and then decide the salary?"

Luo Qianyu shook the money in his hand:

"I told you this is a bonus, a bonus for a successful start. It has nothing to do with salary."

"In addition to your monthly salary of fifty yuan, you will receive five points of profit for every item you sell. If you purchase or repair the items, you will get an additional five points."

"After the thrift store opens, you will be in charge. I will give you a bonus every month depending on the performance. Just work hard."

"Future acquisitions will also be left to you. You can find someone..."

She spoke eloquently, wishing she could help Jiang Shili to grow faster.

Jiang Shili was stunned by the salary she offered.

Before he had time to be happy, he immediately found a pen and paper and wrote down her words in a crooked hand.

Only Lu Jiuchuan seemed like an outsider throughout the whole process. Sometimes he watched Luo Qianyu being happy, and sometimes he felt jealous.

He didn't even notice that all his emotions were controlled by Luo Qianyu's every frown and smile.

This situation continued until the afternoon, when all the old goods were repaired and we returned to the guesthouse.

Luo Qianyu finally took the initiative to talk to him:

"We haven't finalized the warehouse lease yet. I can't go home today. Will mom and the others be worried?"

He was feeling a little upset and wanted to talk to Luo Qianyu, but was stopped by Zhang Weimin.

Things kept happening, and these people came one after another, as if they were deliberately not giving them a break.

He frowned, somewhat displeased:

"What's up? Why are you still hanging around in the guesthouse before you get off work?"

Zhang Weimin hadn't seen Lu Jiuchuan with a stern face for a long time. The instinct of being trained in the army made him scared, and he thought that Lu Jiuchuan was dissatisfied with his absenteeism.

After explaining a few words, he said with an embarrassed look:

"I made an appointment with Wu Chunsong to meet before or after get off work today on behalf of my sister-in-law, and I came here specifically to pass on the message."

Luo Qianyu glanced at Lu Jiuchuan with a reproachful look, then said to Zhang Weimin with a smile:

"Thank you for your trouble. We'll be there now."

Zhang Weimin did not give way. Instead, he walked around Lu Jiuchuan and came to her side and started chatting in a low voice.

"Sister-in-law, I want to remind you that Wu Chunsong is not easy to deal with. He has many tricks up his sleeve."

"What do you mean?"

"I asked someone about the situation..."

Even though the two of them were still maintaining basic social distance, Lu Jiuchuan was still jealous.

So close! Anyway, it’s closer than I am.

Why does Luo Qianyu smile and speak enthusiastically to every man, but be cold to herself?

When she snuggled into his arms in the morning, he still thought that last night's communication was very effective.

The result? He turned away and ignored me.

The air pressure around him was getting lower and lower, and his face became so dark as if the whole world was against him.

Luo Qianyu turned around and was about to tell him to start the car, but when he saw his expression, he was filled with questions.

"Lu Jiuchuan, do you... have anything to say?"