When he went to bed at night, Zhao Xiaohai kept thinking about how to develop his business.
Zheng Xiaoxue asked as she listened to the sound of rolling back and forth.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I plan to renovate the house. I don't have enough money, so I plan to go out and buy some best-selling goods to earn more money." Zhao Xiaohai replied.
"What goods are you planning to import?" Zheng Xiaoxue asked.
"Electronic watches or something like that."
"The last time you took the train, was it to purchase goods?" Zheng Xiaoxue asked.
"Yes, we bought little last time, just some electronic watches. This time we plan to get more," said Zhao Xiaohai.
Then he told Zheng Xiaoxue about how he had exchanged the electronic watch for the house.
"Can you please not go? Now we have a house and a convenience store, and life will get better slowly. I saw it last time, it's too dangerous on the train, money can be earned slowly, let's not do those dangerous jobs." Zheng Xiaoxue said anxiously.
"Go to sleep. I have my own ideas. There are some things you don't understand. You can adapt to the convenience store for two days, and then I will go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang to purchase goods." Zhao Xiaohai had made up his mind and no one could persuade him.
Zheng Xiaoxue did not try to persuade him again, but just wanted to find a good opportunity to persuade him.
As soon as the sun rose, Zheng Xiaoxue got up early to clean the store and vigorously cleared all the unsanitary corners in the store.
Sure enough, a bachelor’s living environment will be greatly improved after he has a woman.
At the very least, single men can make do with a sloppy living environment, but women are unwilling to do so.
Zhao Xiaohai was also happy when he saw it. Perhaps his happiness level had been improved to some extent, and people are always in a good mood.
The day passed really quickly. Zhao Xiaohai and her talked and laughed, and the day was over in no time.
I introduce him to every acquaintance who comes, and everyone comes to the same conclusion: people who are educated and cultured have good vision.
Zhao Xiaohai said modestly: "Don't mention it, it's my sad story."
Zheng Xiaoxue looked at him quietly when she heard this.
When they finished work in the evening, Zhao Xiaohai asked her how she felt today.
She said it was much easier than she had imagined and everyone was very friendly to her.
Zhao Xiaohai said that no one in this world would be unfriendly to beautiful women. She stretched out her pink fist and hit Zhao Xiaohai's chest. This signal indicated that the two of them had begun to become familiar with each other, at least it was a beginning.
"Yes, brother, have you ever been to school?"
"Well, after graduating from high school, I ended up going to a martial arts school and started learning martial arts, and then I ended up being like this now."
"No wonder your temperament is different from others. I noticed it the first time I saw you."
Zhao Xiaohai glanced at Zheng Xiaoxue with suspicion, and she quickly explained: "I didn't lie to you. You can tell from what you said and all your behavior. If you think I'm talking nonsense, you can ask someone else."
"Hehe, well, I believe everything a beautiful woman says."
After listening to this, Zheng Xiaoxue hit Zhao Xiaohai on the chest again and then asked.
"I don't even know your name yet."
"My name is Zhao Dahai. Isn't it rather tall and straight? Isn't it nice to have something impressive, even a name that sounds grand?"
Zheng Xiaoxue laughed so hard that her body shook. She said, "You're really good at talking. I don't know how to respond."
Zhao Xiaohai then asked her, "According to your aesthetic point of view, what do I look like?"
Zheng Xiaoxue smiled ghostly and said, "You are super handsome, a beauty killer."
Zhao Xiaohai laughed out loud after hearing this. Although he was quite confident about his appearance, he knew that she was mostly joking. After all, even the dumbest person would say a few compliments when someone asked about their appearance.
Zheng Xiaoxue saw the billiard table in the yard and insisted on learning to play billiard with Zhao Xiaohai.
Zhao Xiaohai was also bored, so he simply explained the rules. Zheng Xiaoxue remembered them immediately, picked up the pool cue and hit it a few times, and she actually played quite well.
"Shall we play two games?" she said.
"With your level, you'd better not fight me. You will definitely lose." Zhao Xiaohai said.
"I've learned how to underestimate others. You don't dare to fight me?"
She was suddenly filled with fighting spirit, and a sense of fearlessness arose naturally. The two of them simply ate a few bites of dinner and then started fighting.
Zheng Xiaoxue’s fighting was indeed quite good, but there was still a big gap between her and the master Zhao Xiaohai, whose face and neck were red from being beaten.
After playing a few games, Zhao Xiaohai suggested stopping, but Zheng Xiaoxue refused.
Zhao Xiaohai said that it was okay not to do it, but if they played, there would be a bet, and he would take off a piece of clothing for each round he lost.
Zheng Xiaoxue said yes fiercely, but ended up losing several games again. She didn't even have enough clothes to take off to go to the North Pole.
She said that they should take them off together, and Zhao Xiaohai agreed.
When it was over, her face was as red as a ripe apple, but she did not forget her promise and began to take off her clothes.
He took off his coat and started to act like a spoiled brat, saying that Zhao Xiaohai must have cheated when playing billiards and that these things didn't count.
Zhao Xiaohai laughed heartily and said, "Okay, that's enough. It's time to go to sleep."
Zheng Xiaoxue breathed a sigh of relief, came up and bit Zhao Xiaohai's arm, and said, "I'm tired today, let's fight again tomorrow."
Zhao Xiaohai said: "You still owe me eleven pieces of clothing."
Zheng Xiaoxue bit Zhao Xiaohai again and jumped onto her bed to sleep. Zhao Xiaohai pulled the curtain, took off his clothes and got into bed.
The night is still the same night, but with one more person, it is no longer peaceful.
Zhao Xiaohai looked at the ceiling and lit a cigarette.
Someone started coughing playfully, with a smile mixed in with the cough.
Zhao Xiaohai asked her: "Why, can't you sleep?"
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