Shu Xiaoruan’s birthday will be soon.
Lin Yan has known her since childhood, so he naturally knows what she likes.
I saw a gift I liked in the store in the afternoon, but I didn’t have enough money with me, so I came back after dinner.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I reached the second floor, I saw a familiar figure.
After taking a closer look, he recognized that it was Bai Jing, who had a good relationship with Shu Xiaoruan and lived in the same dormitory.
Thinking of what Shu Xiaoruan said, that Bai Jing usually took good care of her, when she saw her now, she naturally came forward to say hello.
Bai Jing didn't expect to meet him, but then she thought that the heroine's birthday would be in a few days, and the third man must be here to buy a gift, so she was a little surprised at first, but after she realized what was going on, she nodded slightly, "Hello."
Lin Yan saw that she didn't even look at the products, but just stood there, looking like she was in a daze, so he couldn't help but ask her another question.
"Are you having any trouble?"
Bai Jing felt that he might have misunderstood something and was about to say something when the salesperson from before came up to her and spoke enthusiastically.
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"Although the goods here are a bit expensive, the quality is really good. They are definitely different from what you usually buy in small shops. Whether you keep them for your own use or use them as gifts, they are especially suitable!"
Most people might feel embarrassed to refuse, plus there are people they know watching nearby. And although the price is a bit higher than usual, it’s not unaffordable, so they might just nod and agree just to save face.
But Bai Jing didn't buy it, and she didn't need to save face in front of the third man. She just glanced at the salesperson and said calmly in a simple and plain manner.
"It's just a bottle of ink. It's not appropriate to buy it at this price."
Lin Yan probably didn't expect that she would refuse so straightforwardly and decisively, without even blinking, with a cold and ruthless look on her face. He couldn't help but look at her twice.
The salesperson's plan failed and his expression was a little unsettled for a moment, but he had to continue smiling.
"Well, then why don't you take a look at the fountain pen? It's a brand name imported from abroad, made by famous craftsmen. The pen body has smooth and beautiful lines, and the design conforms to ergonomics. It feels comfortable to hold. It is said that even if you use up a whole bottle of ink in a day, your hands won't feel tired!"
Her words really aroused Bai Jing's curiosity, and her eyes fell on the salesperson again, "Can I try it first?"
The pen that Bai Jing uses now is the prize she won at the New Year's Eve party. She has been using it intensively almost every day for nearly a year and a half since she got it.
Fortunately, as a prize, the quality is not bad. Although the pen cap has faded a little, it does not affect writing and the ink flow is still very smooth.
Bai Jing originally thought that she could use it until she graduated from college, but she didn't expect that the pen cap was deformed last week. Now it can still be used, but it is a bit difficult to close it.
I was also worried that I would accidentally squeeze the pen tip crooked.
When I heard the salesperson's introduction, although I knew that it was certainly exaggerated to a large extent, I couldn't help but be curious and want to see what kind of pen it is that can allow me to write all day long without feeling tired.
The salesperson saw that Bai Jing was persuaded and asked how much it cost right away. A bright smile immediately appeared on his face, and he bent down slightly and raised his hand to signal, "This way, please."
Even Lin Yan was a little curious and couldn't help but follow.
The salesperson came to a clean glass cabinet, took out the key from his pocket, opened the cabinet door, took out the gift box in the middle, and carefully placed it on the counter.
He took a stack of sticky notes from the side and put them on the table as well. He looked up and smiled at them, indicating that they could try them.
Bai Jing didn't hesitate to pick up the pen and tried it briefly, and found that it felt really good.
Although it is a bit exaggerated to say that I can write for a whole day without feeling tired, the smooth and flowing feeling is really hard to put down, and I even want to write a few more words.
Anyway, Bai Jing liked it very much and casually asked about the price.
The salesperson said a number. Bai Jing looked at the pen in her hand twice with a regretful expression. She didn't say anything, but just put the pen cap back on with a click and put it back on the table.
The salesperson felt that she must like it very much, so he immediately put on an expression that said, "If you bring it, I will make the decision here. I will give you two bottles of the ink just now, just as if we are making friends."
I have to say, Bai Jing was quite moved.
She really didn't bring that much money with her.
Lin Yan saw her put it down and took it curiously to try writing. He found that the pen was really good and it also came with two bottles of ink.
But the price was indeed not low. He had enough money, but after making the purchase, he had very little left and could not buy any more gifts.
...or just consider it a birthday present?
As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, he glanced at Bai Jing and quickly gave it up.
After all, Shu Xiaoruan and Bai Jing live in the same dormitory and they have a very good relationship.
Not only did he take someone's favorite thing in front of him, but he also gave it to the other person's friend, leaving her with nothing but to watch every day. He was somewhat...unable to do this.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Jiang Ziqian just came back at this time.
As soon as I got here, I saw Lin Yan next to Bai Jing, his eyes fixed on her, and I didn't know what he was thinking about.
At this moment, he walked over with an expressionless face, and separated the two of them calmly, his voice sounding cold and steady.
"What happened?"
Lin Yan had met Jiang Ziqian before. Not to mention that this man had a superior appearance and a very special aura, anyone who had seen him once would have an impression of him.
Not to mention that he is the youngest professor at Huadu University, a level that many students cannot catch up with no matter how hard they try. In addition to admiration, our impression of him will only become deeper.
At this moment, he also greeted respectfully, "Professor Jiang."
Jiang Ziqian nodded slightly, then saw the pen on the table and the familiar handwriting on the test paper next to it. After a little thought, he roughly understood what was going on.
He also has a similar pen, which was given to them by the person in charge during a previous exchange and study session.
He felt it felt good to use, so he kept it.
Jiang Ziqian pursed his lips slightly, his handsome face still expressionless, and his voice was still clear and cold.
"Please help me wrap it up."
The salesperson originally thought that the order was lost, but he never expected that the man from before would come back again. He just took a look and did not bargain like others, but directly said he would buy it.
The salesperson was laughing so hard that his eyes were invisible.
"Okay, I'll pack it for you right away."
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