Since the government encourages everyone to get rich, stalls are practically everywhere in the town. As long as they don't affect traffic, the urban management officers won't bother with them.
Jiang Mian's stall was just a small one, but luckily he had the foresight not to bring too many pomelos. Now he could easily gather them up, put them in a basket, and carry them away.
Have you eaten?
Jiang Mian was busy with her work when she asked him a question.
“No,” He Yubai squatted down to help, “I’m tired of the food at the airport. It’s good to meet you here, so we can try some local cuisine.”
Depend on!
How hurtful those words are!
Airports are expensive places, and even small restaurants there charge at least 100 yuan a meal. How can someone say they're tired of the food? It's so annoying!
Resentment of the rich!
He really wants to hate the rich all the time!
He Yubai glanced at Jiang Mian and saw her clicking her tongue in disapproval. He suddenly asked, "Are you cursing me in your heart again?"
"How could that be? Young Master He is handsome and rich, he might not even be interested in the food in our town."
Although Jiang Mian wouldn't admit it, her sarcastic tone was practically written all over her face.
"Little lamb," He Yubai said with a smile in his eyes, "have you never been on an airplane before?"
"So what if I've never taken it before?" Jiang Mian said somewhat unconvinced. "I can take the high-speed rail to school from my hometown."
The main problem is that he has to transfer to a bus to get to the suburbs near the city when he takes a plane. It's like he has to cross half the city to catch a flight. Why go through all this trouble when the high-speed rail can solve the problem?
In addition, Jiang's mother was also unwilling to let him take a plane, saying that it was not safe for that thing to be flying in the sky. She estimated that if Jiang Mian really took that thing, she would be worried all day long.
He Yubai raised his hand to deny it: "I didn't mean to laugh at you, I just wanted to explain to you."
"Explain what?"
He Yubai coughed twice in a serious manner: "I always buy business class tickets when I fly. As a VIP, I have free buffet meals to eat as much as I want."
"so?"
"So I don't need to spend any more money on food."
"that's all?"
"Okay, that's settled."
"Damn it!" Jiang Mian was furious. "You were just showing off your wealth on purpose!"
"Ha, so you finally admit you're resentful of the rich?"
"Hmph, don't wrong me. I'm a person who values thrift," Jiang Mian defended herself. "I just thought you were too extravagant. Having money is great, but flying economy class is also very affordable."
“Yeah, I also feel like I’m wasting my time,” He Yubai said, extending his hand to him. “Then you can take it back.”
"Refund what?"
“That three thousand yuan just now,” He Yubai said, feigning thoughtfulness, “I suddenly feel that the pomelo is still too expensive. If we save the money, we can go to a five-star restaurant and have a half-full meal.”
"How can you renege on your debt like this?!"
Moreover, he would rather spend the money at a five-star restaurant than buy his pomelos.
What happened to the camaraderie we were supposed to have in the dorm?!
Jiang Mian covered her phone, looking indignant.
"I have to thank Master Jiang for your words, which were like a sudden enlightenment to me."
He Yubai's smile was so irritating.
"Don't even think about it!"
Jiang Mian snatched the pomelo from his hand, threw it into her basket, slung the basket over her shoulder, and turned to run away.
However, He Yubai, with his long arms and legs, grabbed the basket, causing him to stand still.
"release!"
"No, keep running."
That's so ridiculous! How can someone be so childish?!
Jiang Mian wondered if He Yubai was deliberately putting pressure on her, but the basket on her back felt incredibly heavy!
After a long stalemate, Jiang Mian was too exhausted to run any further.
"I'm not playing anymore, I give up. I'm exhausted. I'll give you your money back."
He was about to take out his phone to transfer the money when he suddenly felt a weight lift off his shoulder.
He Yubai grabbed the basket and hoisted it onto his back in a very professional manner.
"Just kidding," He Yubai raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "I'm hungry, let's go, where are we going to put these pomelos?"
"Let's send him home first."
Jiang Mian rubbed her sore shoulders, silently complaining to herself, "What an immature young master!"
He Yubai was already taller than her, so when he stood in front of her, Jiang Mian had to look up slightly to see his face.
Because he wasn't used to the loose shoulder straps of the basket, He Yubai could only use his right hand to grab the shoulder area to keep it steady.
Jiang Mian could clearly see the veins on the back of his hand that were slightly bulging from the force of his grip.
"What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and lead the way."
He Yubai turned to look at him and saw Jiang Mian staring at his right hand: "What's wrong with my hand?"
“Here,” Jiang Mian pointed to the bulging veins, “I’m wondering, if I were to insert a needle, would it spurt blood?”
He Yubai was speechless: "..."
Then, unable to resist, I pinched his cheek and said, "Lead the way!"
"Speak properly, why do you people always like to pinch my cheeks?"
Jiang Mian protested, rubbing the area where she had been pinched.
"It feels pretty good."
He Yubai felt the softness and texture from his fingertips and gave a fair assessment.
"Then I should thank you, right?"
"You can thank me if you want, I'm listening anyway."
"Get out! Get out! Get out!"
The two went back to Jiang Mian's house, and as they had expected, neither of Jiang's father nor mother were home.
Jiang Mian helped He Yubai put down the basket on his back: "I knew my parents weren't home. You're out of luck; you won't get to taste my mom's cooking."
"I'm not in a hurry to leave."
He Yubai unloaded the basket from his back and patted his dusty hands.
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