Almost got cheated
Song Xiaojuan got up very early the next day. She had to go to the county to handle important matters. Dealing with Zhao Wenhua was just a side job. Her main purpose was to rent a house and find a job in the county.
She didn't know where the source of the goods was, and going to Guangzhou was not realistic, so she could only lurk in other people's clothing stores and feel out the way.
She had a nice idea, but the reality was a slap in the face.
The first thing she did when she got out of the car was to hold on to a tree and take two deep breaths.
There are many places under construction near the bus station, and some small vendors are setting up stalls here. Song Xiaojuan admires these people's intelligence. With a large passenger flow, selling here is the most profitable.
If she had money, the first thing she would do is open a hotel nearby, which would be a sure profit.
"Brother, give me some peaches, not freshly picked ones, they are crispy and sweet! If they are not sweet, I won't charge you." A crisp hawking voice came from behind.
Song Xiaojuan frowned slightly. Why does this voice sound so familiar?
She turned her head and looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw Zhao Guomin wearing jeans and a leather jacket, standing there actively selling his products.
Is this the new job his family arranged for him? Song Xiaojuan had originally thought of buying him something to thank him for helping with the loading and unloading of goods.
Haha, the clown is actually herself, and others have left her and gone their own way long ago.
Maybe she stared at him for too long, Zhao Guomin seemed to sense it, he turned his head and their eyes met.
Zhao Guomin felt a little uncomfortable, as if he had been caught red-handed, but he did not feel guilty.
He is not some child who gives away money.
As soon as the blind date came up, Zhao Guomin came directly to the county with the money. He fell in love with the bus station the first time he came. He thought opening a fruit shop there would be a sure win.
Unfortunately, I don’t have enough money, so I can only start with a small stall.
Before Zhao Guomin started working, he first found the "urban management" and treated them to a meal before working.
During this period, I earned twice as much as I did at the rural market. If I save a little more, I can open a shop.
Everything was going well. The only unexpected thing was meeting Song Xiaojuan. I didn't do anything wrong to her, so there was no reason for me to hide. If she really encountered difficulties, I would lend a hand. After all, it was because of me that her reputation was ruined.
When he had thought of his lines and was ready to greet her.
Finally, they turned around and left!
Of course Song Xiaojuan left. Wouldn't it be stupid to ask others why they left her?
I thought people of this era were quite simple, but it turns out I was the only one who was simple.
Song Xiaojuan was not angry. The other party really had no obligation to tell her, but she could not deal with this person in the future.
She first went to the department store, where the second and third floors were all selling clothes. Song Xiaojuan specifically looked at the section selling women's clothing.
I asked several companies, but they all didn't hire anyone. Either they looked Song Xiaojuan up and down and asked her if she had ever sold anything.
Song Xiaojuan told the truth that she didn't have any, but no one asked her a second question and just shook their head.
Two floors were empty and the women's clothing store was not hiring, so Song Xiaojuan wanted to try the building opposite.
Just as I was about to go down the stairs, I was suddenly stopped by someone: "Girl, do you want to sell clothes?"
Song Xiaojuan turned around and saw a woman about 1.6 meters tall standing at the door of a men's clothing store, looking at her with a smile.
Song Xiaojuan nodded, and the other party waved at her: "Come, let's chat inside."
Song Xiaojuan glanced around and saw that everyone was there. She then followed and walked to her door: "What's going on?"
"Sister, I just saw you looking around. Don't you find anyone suitable? Only relatives are accepted here. Outsiders are not allowed." The woman sat on a plastic stool, cracking melon seeds and said leisurely.
Song Xiaojuan understood that this was a common sales tactic of giving her a hard time first and then a sweet treat.
Song Xiaojuan wanted to find a job, so she offered herself a way out: "Yes, so I plan to ask in other places."
"It's the same no matter where you ask. People in this industry don't hire outsiders."
Song Xiaojuan nodded and said thank you, then turned around and pretended to leave.
"Don't leave yet. I don't have anything to say. You can come to my place."
Seeing Song Xiaojuan turned her head, she continued, "I sell men's clothing. The base salary is 100 yuan, and the commission is 50 cents for each piece sold. It's much better than working as a waiter in a restaurant." She saw that Song Xiaojuan was young, good-looking, and quite tall, so she thought she could hire her to be the face of the store.
Song Xiaojuan hesitated for a moment. Men's and women's clothing should be purchased from the same channel. She told her boss that she would consider it.
The two of them told each other their basic information, and Song Xiaojuan then learned that the other person was 28 years old and her name was Li Yulan.
Li Yulan only gave her three days to consider, and if she was okay, she could come to work directly.
After leaving there, Song Xiaojuan went to several other places and found that they really did not accept outsiders. It seemed that they could sell men's clothing first.
Now that she had secured a job, she also needed to decide on a place to live. Song Xiaojuan originally wanted to find an agent, but she found out that there wasn't one.
Song Xiaojuan could only go to the market, where there were houses for sale but no houses for rent.
When they heard Song Xiaojuan say she wanted to rent a house, they all shook their heads. After coming out of the market, Song Xiaojuan found a noodle restaurant to have some food.
This place is quite close to the bus station, but I must not run into Zhao Guomin. Just as this thought came to my mind, I heard a familiar noise coming from the door.
"Boss, the old three things."
"Okay, find an empty spot and sit by yourself."
...This must be Murphy's Law. Song Xiaojuan pursed her lips, put one hand on her forehead, and wiped the table with paper in the other hand.
I said to myself, don’t come over here.
Zhao Guomin had just finished ordering when he saw Song Xiaojuan. He wanted to leave, but if she saw him, it would be inappropriate for him to leave. It would be better for him to say hello openly.
Zhao Guomin directly pulled out the chair opposite Song Xiaojuan: "What a coincidence, you come to eat here too?"
Song Xiaojuan cursed in her heart, but her expression showed surprise and happiness: "Brother Guomin? Oh, what a coincidence, why are you here?"
Zhao Guomin...
Didn't she see it this morning? Was she faking it? That's some pretty good acting.
"It's quite a coincidence, are you here to do some business?"
"Well, I'm here to buy some books. How about you?" Song Xiaojuan asked, and naturally poured him a glass of warm water.
"I'm here to do something as well." Zhao Guomin said this without blushing or getting nervous.
…
Song Xiaojuan admires this psychological quality.
Zhao Guomin finished eating first, wiped his mouth and left.
Both of them knew what was going on, but neither of them mentioned taking a bus home together.
Song Xiaojuan continued looking for a house, but it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon and there was still no house found.
Song Xiaojuan could only walk around the street and try her luck, and she actually found a house that looked like a small courtyard house with several families living in it.
There was a sign hanging at the gate with the words "For Rent" written in crooked letters.
Song Xiaojuan was hesitating whether to go in or not when an old lady came out from the door.
When he heard that Song Xiaojuan wanted to rent a house, he warmly invited her in.
A small single room, with a stove right at the entrance, and further inside is the room, a small kang, a chair, four white walls, and a window in the front. Thirty yuan a month.
Song Xiaojuan bargained down the price to twenty, but the old lady wanted to collect the money now.
Of course Song Xiaojuan couldn't give it to him: "Please prepare a contract. We'll sign it and pay the money."
"I don't understand that. People who live here pay directly. If my son hadn't asked me to live upstairs, I wouldn't be willing to rent out the house. If you don't pay, I won't rent the house to you."
After hearing what the other party said, Song Xiaojuan turned around and went out. When she reached the yard, she said, "I'll think about it. Sorry to bother you."
Just as she was about to leave, the old lady grabbed her and said sharply, "How can you be like this? If you don't want to rent, don't let me show you the place. Pay the viewing fee of five dollars."
Song Xiaojuan was a little confused. Was she being blackmailed?
"Five dollars, right? Okay, I'll go get it from my husband. The money is with him. He's in the small shop in front." Song Xiaojuan smiled innocently. She wouldn't act tough on someone else's territory. Who knows if there are other people inside? She was just reckless.
I thought all old ladies were kind, but that might not be the case.
Sure enough, the old lady hesitated: "Is your lover here too?"
After a pause, he continued, "I'll go down with you. Who knows if you'll run away!"
"My husband has a very bad temper. If he hears that I spent five dollars to view the house, he might beat you up too." Song Xiaojuan said as she walked out of the door.
At this moment, there are passers-by outside, and she knows Taekwondo, so if a conflict really happens, she will not be afraid.
"We live in a society ruled by law now. I don't think he dares to do anything!" As the old lady spoke, the flesh on her face trembled.
"Which store is it? Come on, take me with you." The old lady grabbed Song Xiaojuan's arm as she spoke.
When Song Xiaojuan got outside the door, she didn't want to act anymore. If the old lady continued to be unreasonable, she would be ready to use her tornado kick to kick her.
Unexpectedly, before she could say anything, she was suddenly interrupted by a series of clanging sounds from behind.
When Song Xiaojuan turned around, she saw Zhao Guomin riding a donkey upside down, pulling the leftover fruits behind him, and pedaling with great effort.
Song Xiaojuan didn't give him time to react. She scurried over and pretended to push the cart beside her. She said coquettishly, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me? Why did you get on here by yourself? Old lady, this is my husband!"
Zhao Guomin, riding on the bike...
The old lady obviously knew Zhao Guomin, and her expression was a little uncomfortable: "You are Xiao Zhao's wife, so what kind of house are you renting?"
After saying that, he ran back to the yard without even mentioning the money.
Zhao Guomin put one foot on the ground and the other on the pedal. He looked back at Song Xiaojuan with an expression that seemed to indicate he was about to smile.
Song Xiaojuan touched her nose and said, "That's quite a coincidence. If I hadn't met you, I would have been blackmailed by the old lady. I was so scared just now." She said this with a frightened expression.
Zhao Guomin: "..."
I don't believe you.
The lie that the two of them told at noon was exposed, and they tacitly agreed not to mention it.
"I live in the front. Come over and take a rest?" Zhao Guomin said this, but he always felt that his words were ambiguous. But if he was asked to change them, he didn't know how to say it appropriately.
Little did she know that this was the sentence Song Xiaojuan was waiting for. She had to act out the scene to the end. What if the old lady was secretly observing her from the door?
I followed Zhao Guomin to the bungalow he rented, which looked quite big.
Song Xiaojuan helped him unload the goods. When she came into the house, Zhao Guomin poured her a glass of water and asked, "What did you do at the old lady's house in the front yard?"
"Rent a house." Song Xiaojuan said truthfully.
"The old lady's character is not good. Let's change to another one." Zhao Guomin spoke without any fluctuation.
Of course Song Xiaojuan knew that this house was not good, but where else could she find one? Now everyone lived in the house themselves and they didn’t rent it out.
"I have an empty yard in my yard. If you want to rent it, I can ask the landlord for you." Zhao Guomin had nothing to be shy about, it was just a matter of talking.
Of course Song Xiaojuan didn't hide it, and Zhao Guomin went out to call the landlord.
Song Xiaojuan then looked around his room and found it quite tidy. He had made a table with many books on it. There was also a piece of white paper on the table with a girl drawn on it. The paper had eyes and a nose, but no mouth.
Song Xiaojuan smiled. She didn’t expect this person to be so talented. Wait, why do this girl’s eyes look so familiar?
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