Chapter 03 Flower Market Strategy
Chapter 3
The alarm clock rang, interrupting their conversation. Ming Yao was on the second half of the night shift, and after briefly explaining a few things about removing makeup, he hurried to his workstation at the urging of his colleague who was handing over the shift.
It was already 1:30 a.m. when Wen Xi removed his makeup and changed his clothes. His working hours at Niye were from 6 p.m. to 1 a.m., exactly eight hours, and now it was time to get off work. Wen Xi put the oranges that Ming Yao brought him from his hometown into his schoolbag and clocked out.
He arrived at Kangcheng Pharmacy at exactly two o'clock, and his colleague Ji Shuya had just sent off a group of riders.
"Sister Shuya, I'm here to hand over my shift. You can leave now." Wen Xi took out two large tangerines from his schoolbag and handed them to her. "They are local specialties my friend gave me."
"This tangerine is really good. I'm so bored, I can't sleep and no one comes." Ji Shuya took it, peeled it and ate a slice: "So sweet, really good. Wenxi, you try it."
Wen Xi took it and put it in his mouth, looking at Ji Shuya and nodding in agreement: "It's delicious, it's really sweet."
Ji Shuya didn't believe it and ate another piece, but she grimaced because of the sour taste: "Wenxi, you have learned bad habits, and now you can lie to people."
Wen Xi put on a white coat and skillfully took the order, packed the medicine, and heard Ji Shuya's words, blinked and snorted: "It's only a little bit bad."
At 6:30 in the morning, the streets were bustling with people.
Wenxi packed the last order. He was busy all night and didn't sleep. His head was fuzzy. After watching the rider leave, Wenxi prepared to make a bag of coffee to refresh himself. As a result, after opening the bag, he found that the water dispenser in the store was out of water. Without hesitation, he tilted his head and swallowed a bag of coffee powder skillfully.
The bitter taste rushed to my forehead along my taste buds, and my drowsy mind became much clearer.
At seven o'clock, after the store manager checked the evening's orders, Wenxi finally finished a night's work.
As soon as I sat down in the classroom, I received a message from Ming Yao.
[If you are unhappy, you will be a superman]: I have lived another day and finally got off work. Now I am lying on the sofa in the lounge and don’t want to do anything.
[溪流成海]: I just finished my work at the pharmacy and am now in the classroom teaching 8am.
[If You Are Unhappy, Then Become a Superman]: Until noon?
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: There is only one class. I will go to assist the manager on duty at 10 o'clock and get off work at 12 o'clock.
[Superman If You Are Unhappy]: Oh my God, baby, we just made 220,000, can't we take a break?
[Streams Become Seas]: Cat’s Determined Face (I Want to Work Hard for My Career)
[If You Are Unhappy, Be a Superman]: I work at the club from 6pm to 2am, and then I work at the pharmacy from 2am to 7am the next day. I also have to go to work at 8am, listen to weird stuff like mechanical manufacturing, and then go to the teacher's office to be an assistant.
[Unhappy is Superman]: [You are trying too hard gif.]
[Become a Superman When You Are Unhappy]: Wenxi, aren’t you sleepy?
[Stream into the Sea]: A little sleepy, but I have a bag of coffee
[Streams become seas]: Dry food (showing off muscles)
[Streams Become Seas]: In fact, chewing ice cubes can also quickly refresh you. Next time you feel sleepy, you can try it.
[If You Are Unhappy, You Will Be Superman]: Forget it. The teeth I spent 30,000 yuan on don’t support me going through so much trouble.
[Unhappy is Superman]: If you really can't do it, just fire the assistant manager. It's not cost-effective. Although I know you are short of money, but if you do this, your health will not be reliable. If it really doesn't work out, I will lend you my savings from the past few years to repay your debt.
[溪流成海]: It just so happened that we all got together today. Usually the three shifts are staggered. Occasionally we work all night, but it’s not a big deal.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: You should go home and have a rest, the teacher is here.
[If You Are Unhappy, You Are Superman]: OK, I will send you the link when I get home.
[If You Are Unhappy, You Are Superman]: Sleep a little longer in the afternoon. I’m afraid you will die suddenly, classmate Dahai.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Don't worry, I'm very strong.
[The stream becomes the sea]: (Kitten holds a rose)
*
The energetic Wen Xi got off work on time at twelve o'clock and had a simple lunch. After a busy day and night, Master Wen Dahai finally returned to the dormitory.
As soon as he put down his schoolbag, his roommates Chen Qiao and Ning Haoyu came back playing and fighting.
"You guys are back."
"I'm back. It's so hot today. Turn on the air conditioner." Chen Qiao was looking for the remote control in a hurry. He couldn't see it anywhere. "Where's the remote control?"
"I'm here." Wen Xi turned on the air conditioner, glanced at the empty bed opposite, and asked casually, "Yan and Su haven't come back yet?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen it." Chen Qiao shook his head.
"Don't you have class in the second period?"
The four people in Wenxi dormitory are in the same major, but in different classes. Although they are all juniors, Wenxi is in the junior class, so the class time is different from the same.
Ning Haoyu fell on the gaming chair and waved his hands: "I didn't see him in class. I don't know where he went. We thought you were busy competing together."
Wen Xi shook her head: "We were doing an experiment together yesterday afternoon, and then I rushed to work and separated. I have been busy until now and didn't pay attention."
"Oh," Ning Haoyu didn't care much and said casually, "Brother Yan has gone out to find someone to play with again."
"It's possible."
"Case solved," Chen Qiao shouted, holding up the phone screen in front of the two of them, with a gossipy expression: "Yan and Su Da broke up at noon..."
The screen showed a girl’s circle of friends, with her selfie and a screenshot of a transfer of 168,000 yuan from Alipay, and the caption “Be well, everyone.”
Wen Xi looked at the strange girl in the photo and asked hesitantly, "His girlfriend seems to look different from what I remember."
Ning Haoyu: "I've changed two this month. My ex-girlfriend Feng Nian is now the student council member of the Economics and Accounting Class 3, and she won the first place in the singing competition."
"Change again?" Wen Xi was surprised: "It's only eight days this month."
Chen Qiao waved his hand: "Master Yan is doing the usual thing."
My roommate Yan Hesu is one of the celebrities in Yunjia University. First, he is handsome, ranking fifth on a certain unknown school idol list. Second, he is rich, being the son of the local aristocratic family, Yan. He was widely known for his helicopter admission in his freshman year. Third, he is a playboy, changing partners very quickly, and each of them is a stunning beauty.
Although he changed girlfriends very quickly, fortunately Master Yan invested enough money in each of his girlfriends during the relationship, and everyone knew what they needed.
"168,000 yuan for the breakup fee," Chen Qiao took a deep breath, "Brother Yan, can you please become gay? Give me a chance to become rich. I'm dying of job hunting, and I can't live like this for even a day."
Chen Qiao was a big and strong man with a lot of muscular body. Ning Haoyu could not bear to look at Chen Qiao's pretentious performance and deliberately retched.
Chen Qiao didn't care at all, and continued to flirt and posed, even throwing a wink at Wen Xi, "Compared to Ning Haoyu, I'm still somewhat pretty. Wen Xi, am I not more beautiful than Ning Gou?"
"S——" This was just like Wu Song flirting with her. Wen Xi felt her teeth ache. "It's a bit too beautiful."
Ning Haoyu couldn't stand it anymore, and punched Chen Qiao twice, "Shame on you."
Chen Qiao was beaten so hard by Ning Haoyu that he cried out in disbelief. He retorted, "The one who is close to the water gets the moon first. If your sexual orientation changes, maybe your aesthetic taste will change as well."
"The basis of aesthetics is beauty. You are seriously off topic." Ning Haoyu put his arm around Chen Qiao and played with him. He turned around and saw Wen Xi. "To be honest, I always thought that the youngest girl wearing a skirt should be in line with Yan and Su's aesthetics of fair skin, beautiful face and long legs."
Chen Qiao raised his head with difficulty and looked at Wen Xi. The other person had a small face, a high nose bridge and a pointed nose, a small red mouth, and especially a pair of eye-catching fox eyes, which were light brown and as clean as a pool of clear water in the sun.
"Well then," Chen Qiao turned off the fire, "If it's Wenxi, I'm willing to be a concubine."
Ning Haoyu let him go: "I'll take three and you take four."
Wen Xi: "...I don't want to."
"Now that you've brought it up like that, I'm actually curious whether Wenxi has ever worn a skirt." Chen Qiao turned the subject to Wenxi and said, "Wenxi, have you ever worn a skirt?"
Wen Xi, who had just finished taking a shower, was wearing a loose white T-shirt. Although she was wearing the same Doraemon shorts as Chen Qiao, her exposed legs were thin and long. Her whole body was glowing white, with delicate skin and tender flesh, as if a filter was added to her whole body.
Ning Haoyu was also curious: "Have you ever worn it?"
Some strange memories came to my mind, the witch skirt sitting on my thighs, hugging the customer's neck and shyly calling him brother.
A strange feeling of doing something bad behind the back of his family slowly rose from the bottom of his heart, and an inexplicable, belated sense of shame instantly occupied Wenxi's brain.
"Have you worn it?"
In fact, I have worn it when I was serving guests at a banquet, but I can't say that.
The two people opposite stared at Wen Xi, their four big eyes full of curiosity.
Wen Xi shook his head guiltily: "No."
The two people opposite looked regretful.
Chen Qiao's eyes lit up as he suddenly had an idea: "How about I buy you a little white dress to try?"
Ning Haoyu agreed: "Hey, good idea."
"No." Wen Xi's face suddenly became hot. Wearing a skirt in the club is work, but wearing a skirt in the dormitory is so shameful. "It's weird for a boy to wear a skirt, and it won't look good on me."
"Okay," Ning Haoyu saw that he was resisting so much, so he stopped talking about it. Chen Qiao, on the other hand, looked at him as if he had dropped a million-dollar lottery ticket and muttered, "I feel that you are different from ordinary boys, and your temperament is different. Anyway, you should look good in it."
Wen Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he almost thought that his bisexuality had been exposed.
As a result, Chen Qiao scratched his head and opened the game the next moment. Wen Xi looked away with a guilty conscience and shared the tangerines in the bag with the two of them to divert their attention: "Very sweet tangerines."
After saying that, he went to bed and pulled the curtains in one go.
"Fuck, so sour——"
The two of them grimaced in disgust. Chen Qiao realized belatedly, "Wenxi, you deliberately gave us sour oranges to eat."
"Wenxi, you've become a bad person. You killed someone with a sour orange."
Through the curtain, Wen Xi punched the air lightly.
He would strike hard at the malicious roommate who tried to force him to wear a skirt.
*
His roommate began to divert his attention by playing games. The bed curtains separated Wen Xi from the outside world. In his own private space, he slowly calmed down.
Lying on the bed, I opened my phone and the only unread message on the message bar was a payment reminder from Xiulun Full-time Kindergarten.
He paid a lump sum of 150,000 yuan for Wen Ran's full-time care fee for the next year, stared at the balance for five minutes, and then decisively transferred the entire amount to an account stored in his mobile phone.
Although the 220,000 yuan had been in his hands for less than 24 hours and was gone before he could even warm up to the money, Wen Xi felt refreshed after paying off the tuition and this month's debt.
Although it was embarrassing to wear a short skirt, Wenxi had to admit that it brought her huge benefits. Wenxi thought to herself that next time she came to the banquet, she would definitely hold on to this kind and wealthy and handsome guest.
He was thinking about how to improve his skills in understanding customers' minds when WeChat messages kept popping up on his phone. They were messages from Ming Yao.
[If you are unhappy, you will become a superman]: Ding ding ding, the flower strategy is coming~
[Streams Become Seas]: Good (*^-^*)
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I was just about to ask you for it.
[Unhappy is Superman]: Are you still awake?
[If you are unhappy, you will be a superman]: (The villain hugs his legs in shock)
[The Stream Becomes the Sea]: I’m going to sleep soon and just tidied up.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I don’t have classes in the afternoon, so I sleep until six o’clock, and then go to the kindergarten to see Ranran. I also have a mid-term inspection report for a project that I haven’t written yet, so I’ll write it in the evening.
[If You Are Unhappy, You Are Superman]: The way you compress time is better than the compressed file I put together for you.
[If you are not happy, you will be a superman]: [Qing/Flower.zip.]
After Wenxi unzipped the files, his phone froze for a while. A quick look revealed that there were hundreds of books.
[Streams become seas]: So many?
[If You Are Unhappy, You Are Superman]: My ten years of collection, more than three hundred books, I have subscribed to every one of them.
[Unhappy is Superman]: I like it the most when stupid straight men and women turn over their clothes, delicate wives are bullied by bad dogs, honest people train vicious dogs, etc. (瑟) (瑟) (瑟)
[If you are not happy, you will be a superman]: [Link.]
[Unhappy is Superman]: This is "I became a vicious victim and became a popular person by ** [StarCraft]"
[Unhappy is Superman]: A bisexual idiot fox beauty pretends to be a vicious bottom, and rises from the bottom of the empire to become a popular figure. This is mostly a plot, very suitable for beginners.
Wen Xi was stunned when he saw the profile tag "bisexual", and then he suddenly understood what the small beer he asked about yesterday was. He actually asked if it was a weapon, how could he rely on this, my God. Wen Xi buried himself in the quilt, trying to suffocate himself. Help, Ming Yao told him about this kind of thing! !
[Become a Superman If You Are Unhappy]: Although this book has many elements, it is not 1v1.
Wen Xi has been studying and working all his life so far and knows nothing about this kind of professional vocabulary. However, since he has learned some skills, he will continue to ask questions in the spirit of studying things to gain knowledge.
[Streams become seas]: What does it mean?
[If You Are Not Happy, Then Become a Superman]: It means enpi, which means the protagonist has many husbands.
[The stream becomes the sea]: (dumb)
It turns out that this is what the symbols in brackets after the names of the novels in those more than 300 documents mean.
Perhaps because he came to his senses and was afraid of scaring the innocent little boy, Ming Yao tried to comfort Wen Xi who was about to step into a new world.
[Unhappy is Superman]: Don't be afraid. This is not a lot.
[Streams become seas]: Not much, how much?
[If You Are Unhappy, You Will Become a Superman]: Only three.
[The stream becomes the sea]: (Ah?)
Three aren't enough?
Wen Xi took a deep breath, her watery eyes full of disbelief.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Then...how many have you seen the most?
Ming Yao paused for two seconds before replying.
[If you are unhappy, you will become a superman]: It seems to be 24.
Wen Xi felt like his brain was like a gear that was stuffed with rubber and couldn't turn.
In response to the question “How can I take care of so many?” Ming Yao said calmly “Twenty-four men are easy to divide. The protagonist can undergo mitosis, and each clone has a sense connection. It’s so cool,” and then left.
Ah…ah…oh my god…
Wenxi's brain completely crashed.
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