Peng Yi frowned slightly. Skin-friendly? So, she had given Guo Jiang the wrong razor?
She hadn't thought about it that much.
Because he was thinking about these things, Peng Yi ignored Jiang Yanmin's words "Madam".
"Which one do you want?" Peng Yi asked again.
"I want you to keep an eye on that one." Jiang Yanmin said.
He thought that since Peng Yi was staring at it, he must like this model.
Peng Yi really liked this model before, so he bought it.
"You should change to another one." Peng Yi said.
"Pack it up for me. Pay for it." Jiang Yanmin said.
The waiter was already happily packing it. Peng Yi thought again and decided that since neither of them knew about it, it didn't matter if they gave the same gift.
Logically speaking, you shouldn't give such things to others.
After Peng Yi paid, Jiang Yanmin was happier.
Jiang Yanmin wanted to invite Peng Yi to dinner in the evening, but Peng Yi said he wanted to watch a movie, read a book, and write a paper in the evening.
She only has one year in the United States, and she needs to make good use of it.
Jiang Yanmin sent her to school and left!
Jiang Yanmin cherishes this razor very much and has been using it all the time.
Every time I use it, I feel very happy.
He didn't know that on the other side of the ocean, Guo Jiang was also using the same razor.
Whenever Jiang Yanmin used this knife, he didn't know that he had become the landlord's stupid son.
…
It is said that on this day, Qiao Zhengye officially took office.
In fact, the appointment had been made a long time ago, but he had not yet officially moved into the office.
He was packing up his things in his old office, ready to take anything he didn't need home.
While tidying up, I found a book - Goethe's "The Sorrows of Young Werther".
Qiao Zhengye looked at the book.
The midday sun shone on the book, and Qiao Zhengye's eyes were a little moist.
Decades of time pass by in an instant.
This was a book that he and Zhou Zi both loved.
The two of them went to a bookstore together and bought two books as a token of their love, one for each of them.
That was the feeling of a young boy who was just beginning to fall in love.
On the title page Zhou Zi wrote: Main business.
On the title page of Zhou Zi's book, he wrote: Zhou Zi.
Compared with all the experiences that Qiao Zhengye had later, this was a beautiful youthful feeling.
Later, he was displaced, but he could never find such a beautiful girl again.
Qiao Zhengye thought that after moving the office, this book would no longer fit his role as deputy director.
He took it home and put it in his study.
Unfortunately, that day, Qiao Shiyu read it, opened it, and saw the words "正业" written on the page.
That was thirty-six years ago.
The handwriting is not Qiao Zhengye's. Thirty-six years ago, it should have been Zhou Zi's.
At that time, Qiao Zhengye was less than ten years old, in the prime of his life, and had a crush on a rich girl named Zhou Zi.
Without getting a reply from Qiao Zhengye, Qiao Shiyu took the book to her room.
Qiao Zhengye knew that Qiao Shiyu had taken it, but didn't say anything.
Qiao Shiyu was slightly pleased.
On this day, Zhou Zi was also reading in her study.
Jiang Jingcheng doesn't like reading very much. He doesn't like reading to gain knowledge.
All his knowledge is the result of his own experience, summarizing the lessons of others and living it into his own experience.
Jiang Jingcheng is a person who is extremely confident, super confident.
Therefore, deep down in her heart, Zhou Zi worshipped Jiang Jingcheng, but she never expressed her admiration for him, as Jiang Jingcheng would definitely become complacent.
He never hides his pride, and when he is proud he tends to be arrogant.
Therefore, Zhou Zi suppressed Jiang Jingcheng every day.
Zhou Zi usually stays alone in the study.
One day, when she was looking for a book, she unexpectedly found The Sorrows of Young Werther.
Opening the title page, it was written by Qiao Zhengye: Zhou Zi.
Zhou Zi's eyes were a little moist.
It’s not because of Qiao Zhengye, but because thirty-six years have passed.
At that time, she was only seventeen or eighteen years old.
People are so insignificant in the face of time. Zhou Zi stared at the book, feeling a little dazed.
Coincidentally, Jiang Jingcheng walked over from here, saw Zhou Zi, walked in, and read the book in Zhou Zi's hand.
As soon as Jiang Jingcheng saw the book, he was furious. He snatched the book from Zhou Zi's hand, ran to the stairs and threw it down.
When Zhou Zi came to her senses, the book was downstairs.
Just then, Jiang Yanyuan saw that the book almost hit him on the head. He picked it up and hid it in the corner of the sofa.
When Zhou Zi came down, the book was gone.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Yanyuan asked.
"Your dad has been suspicious all the time. It's been like this for many years." Zhou Zi complained.
"Dad is jealous. He's been jealous for so many years. You should know this." Jiang Yanyuan smiled. "It's not safe to leave this book here. I'll take it back."
Zhou Zi nodded and said, "That's all in the past. The book is safer with you than with me. You can take it." So Jiang Yanyuan took the book "The Sorrows of Young Werther".
Like Jiang Jingcheng, he rarely read books and would just put them aside after taking them home.
…
Recently, Jiang Yanmin Company has developed a small product - a small desk lamp.
This desk lamp was an unexpected discovery of Jiang Yanmin's company. Originally, they wanted to use another patent, but the researchers found that this patent could be used to make a small desk lamp.
The small desk lamp was made. It was very small but the price was not cheap.
Jiang Yanmin's company decided to try selling online.
These matters were all matters of the sales department. Besides, a small desk lamp was not something that could alarm Jiang Yanmin.
However, sales online are very poor.
Because this desk lamp uses special voice control technology, and it only recognizes children's voices.
In other words, this small desk lamp is only for children to control, not adults.
The sales volume was zero, which was what Jiang Yanmin expected.
Children rarely go online, so who would buy a desk lamp that doesn’t listen to their own controls?
So, sales are zero.
But for Jiang Yanmin's company, this is a business as small as a penny, so Jiang Yanmin doesn't care.
On that day, Deng Yao said in the three-person group chat, "The small desk lamp you gave me a few days ago is very nice. But I haven't turned it on yet——"
"Then what do you say?" Jiang Yanmin's tone seemed speechless.
Quite angry.
"Why rush? I'm going to use it when I have a child."
"Xing Lanyi gave birth to you?"
"Don't you mind what I said? You are a novice in online sales, so let the experienced ones teach you." After saying that, Deng Yao also tagged Peng Yi.
Peng Yi was teaching a class just now.
Jiang Yanmin sat on a chair in the office.
Peng Yi saw the message from his boyfriend after class and thought to himself: What an idiot!
But she didn't write this sentence. Instead, she wrote two words in the group: fake orders!
After a long pause, Jiang Yanmin replied, "I don't understand. You do it."
Peng Yi replied: I have to go to class.
Jiang Yanmin: Hire you. The salary is very high.
Peng Yi: How much?
Jiang Yanmin: One hundred US dollars a day.
Peng Yi: It’s even more important to delay classes.
Jiang Yanmin: One thousand US dollars.
Peng Yi thought about it and decided it was suitable.
She said: It’s amazing.
Give Jiang Yanmin one day, and the purchasing agent will take seven or eight days.
She is not a rich person and she doesn't have a problem with money.
Jiang Yanmin, on the other hand, is truly rich and willful.
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