Chapter 32 He made an excuse for himself.
The words were vague and unclear, and Jingge only had a partial understanding of them.
Before she could figure it out, Amanda had a new assignment, so Jingle went off to work.
Throughout March, Jingge devoted all her energy to her work.
Sheng Man and Cai Zhi's mothers often called her, and Jing Ge coaxed and lied to her, managing to keep her living in the dormitory a secret.
I heard that Li Zhan was called home once, and Old Master Li personally whipped him and gave him a severe beating.
This is considered an explanation to the Jing family and to Jing Ge.
But what they didn't know was that Jing Ge received a message from Li Zhan on the very day he was beaten up.
The arrogant man believed that she was complaining.
Praise her for being awesome.
They say she only allows officials to set fires, but forbids ordinary people from even lighting lamps.
Jing Ge immediately blocked and deleted him.
In the bright spring sunshine of April, Jingge avoided the market area and went to the store she had arranged to meet online.
After calculating the costs, the shop owner was willing to do the order with her: "I don't mind giving you the wholesale price, but you have to promise to think of me when you have large orders."
Jing Ge said solicitously, "Don't worry, that's absolutely necessary."
"Also," the proprietress said, "you'll have to find someone to do the packaging and delivery yourself; it would be a loss for me to find someone to do it."
If her shop weren't in such a quiet location, she wouldn't have taken on such a troublesome order.
Jingge: "I'll do it myself."
The proprietress looked at her thin arms and legs: "Are you sure you can manage?"
Jingge: "It has to be done."
“…I give up,” the shopkeeper shook her head. “You have to inspect the goods yourself. I can give you a refund or exchange for quality issues, but I’m not responsible for anything else.”
To save costs, the goods were delivered to the store in large plastic bags. The first batch was lightweight but bulky.
Jingge sat in the shop's corridor, inspecting and taking photos to prepare data, then packing and labeling the items.
She didn't even bother using Lalamove; instead, she called a scrap metal collector's electric tricycle outside the market, paid him a small fee, and had it delivered to the Womei warehouse.
For several days in a row, I kept my head down inspecting the goods, and I couldn't straighten my back.
The proprietress couldn't bear to see her like this, so she would help her pack boxes and organize things when she had free time.
Although the goods weren't heavy, the proprietress was still terrified when Jingge carried them onto the tricycle, always worried that the enormous thing would crush the little girl.
With half the container of goods almost finished, Jingge received a call from an unknown number.
It is a fierce battle.
His opening line was sarcastic: "Blocking me, is that what you meant by being available at a moment's notice?"
Jingge sat on the cold market floor: "What is it?"
"..." Li Zhan visibly choked for a moment, "Who are you getting impatient with..."
Jingge slammed the phone down on him.
The phone rang again.
Jing Ge still says the same thing: "Get to the point."
Li Zhan: "Jing Ge, don't take yourself too seriously..."
Jing Ge called him again.
After five attempts, Li Zhan finally got straight to the point: "Get me to 602, 15th Street, District 1, now."
Jingge frowned: "I'm busy..."
"I don't care what you're busy with," Li Zhan said harshly. "How could you have promised me..."
Jingge hung up on him for the Nth time.
I took off and headed towards Zone 1.
Business in Zone 1 is indeed booming compared to other zones, and the shops there are many times more expensive.
The bright lights illuminated every fiber of the light. Jing Ge was wearing a tracksuit that should have been discarded long ago, along with half-new and half-old sneakers. Her long hair was casually tied into a bun, and she was wearing white gloves for inspecting goods.
The image of a laborer who has just finished housework.
Li Zhan stared at her outfit, frozen in place.
Last time I saw her, her face was chubby, but this time her chin is so sharp, and she's dressed so poorly, in clothes that nobody would even pick up if they threw them in the trash...
Fan Mingjie coughed: "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"
"Busy," Jing Ge didn't bother to say another word. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Fan Mingjie touched the tip of his nose.
He kicked Li Zhan, signaling him to speak.
"What are you so busy with?" Li Zhan's voice was harsh. "Are you busy begging? Doesn't your family give you money? Are they just going to watch you wear these rags..."
Jingge interrupted him: "What is it!"
Li Zhan's eyes suddenly turned cold. He didn't bother with any other conversation and waved for the young girl behind the counter to come forward.
"Her English isn't very good, could you teach her?"
The girl's eyes were ambiguous, and she put her hand on his arm, but Li Zhan didn't react much.
Jingge hesitated for a moment, then said, "Languages can't be learned overnight. You should hire a professional teacher for her."
"Then what am I supposed to do with you?" Li Zhan asked. "What can you do for me? You can't coax me, you can't be cute or charming, what else can you do?"
“…” Jing Ge stared at him, “I can still do whatever I want to you, you son of a bitch!”
Fan Mingjie coughed suddenly.
Li Zhan gritted his teeth: "Who taught you to swear...?"
Jing Ge snatched his phone away and slammed it hard onto the bright floor tiles.
The phone was smashed to pieces.
Jing Ge clapped his hands, his breath coming in a calmer tone: "Alright, beautiful lady, which of the 26 letters do you know?"
"..." Li Zhan's face turned ashen. "You're going to die..."
Jing Ge: "Consider the broken phone as tuition for your girlfriend."
Then, she glanced at the time and said, "From now on, it's one hour every day at this time, for a month. If you can't learn it, ask your boyfriend to teach you. It has nothing to do with me."
After saying that, he turned and left without staying a second longer.
Fan Mingjie scratched his head, glanced at the girl's hand on Li Zhan's arm, and clicked his tongue: "That's enough, what boyfriend and girlfriend? Is there such a thing?"
Li Zhan stared at the phone on the ground: "Go follow her, see where she is, and how she got here so quickly."
"...It wouldn't be in the market, would it?"
"I don't want to learn English...it's so hard..."
Li Zhan looked at her coldly: "Did I ask you to learn English or to hold my hand?"
girl:"......"
Seemingly upset, Li Zhan strode away.
"Don't take it to heart," Fan Mingjie comforted him, "He has a terrible temper..."
Girl: "I don't want to learn English..."
Fan Mingjie: "You, you can just learn from him casually. He's at odds with his fiancée, and since she won't give him a way out, he's finding one himself."
“I’m serious,” the girl said sincerely, “rather than me learning English, I’d rather teach him how to get along with girls.”
"...How so?"
The girl bluntly stated, "If he continues in this state, he's just courting disaster. No girl would like that."
Jingge walked very, very far, from the bustling streets to a quiet, deserted corner.
He wiped his eyes hard with a white glove.
There's no time for her to be sad; sadness is a luxury, it requires time and free time.
She has to keep running around non-stop.
While passing through the stationery section, Jing Ge received a call from Cai Zhi, who said that it was Li Zhan's birthday at the end of the month and the Jing family had prepared a gift for him, reminding Jing Ge not to forget to prepare a separate gift.
Jing Ge calmly replied, "I understand."
Next door is the most upscale leather and stationery store in the entire market.
Jingge turned and went inside.
I picked out a decent-looking calfskin wallet for Li Zhan.
The LED strip lights illuminated the fountain pens in the shop window, making them shine brightly.
Jingge paused: "How much is this pen?"
"6300".
"......"
I can't afford it.
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