In the following days, Song Ming played an online game under the persistent persuasion of his three roommates, but instead of playing Warcraft, he played a 2D online game called Happy Journey to the West. This game is simple to operate and can be hung up, which is simply specially designed for game idiots like Song Ming.

During this period, Song Ming went to the hospital, and the wounds on the palms of his hands had stammered, and he only needed to put two waterproof band-aids.

On Friday night, Song Ming was going back to the rented house, but he was dragged to KTV by his classmates and played all night. Song Ming's singing level is average, and he will occasionally run out of tune and break a note.

The next morning, Song Ming went back to the school dormitory to sleep, and slept until one o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Ming called Hang Wanqing first, and the other party was buying goods with Cheng Bing in the provincial clothing wholesale market, so he decided to go over and take a look. It's been a few days, and I don't know how Cheng Bing's stall's business is progressing, and whether the stalls in the night market have been negotiated?

Song Ming stepped lightly into bed, the three roommates were still sleeping at this time, and they were playing all night in the Internet café last night.

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When Song Ming took the bus to the provincial clothing wholesale market, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and the scorching sun was still crowded. Those sweaty young women who are tired of carrying large bags and small bags, who would have thought that they are usually glamorous and beautiful clothing store proprietors who are at the forefront of the trend of the times, dressed fashionably and fashionably.

When I came to the place agreed with Hang Wanqing, it was a store that wholesaled women's clothes, and the store was called Youth Girl.

Hang Wanqing stood at the door and waited, and Cheng Bing was choosing clothes inside.

"Why are you here?" Hang Wanqing complained a little angrily.

Song Ming reached out to grab Hang Wanqing's slender jade hand, and explained with a cheeky smile: "Didn't I report to you last night, I played all night with my classmates in KTV, and I just woke up when I called you."

Hang Wanqing glared at him, "Sister Bing is here." ”

said that he was lightly afraid of Song Ming's "salty pig hand".

"How many goods have you bought in the past few days?" Song Ming asked as he walked in.

Cheng Bing was holding a black sundress on his chest, and when he saw Song Ming coming, he asked him how about this dress?

Song Ming took a lot of serious looks in front of Hang Wanqing, and finally nodded and said, "The style is good, the color, right?" Speaking of this, Song Ming turned his head and asked Hang Wanqing: "Sister, do you like black? There shouldn't be many girls who like black." ”

Hang Wanqing should also fall in love with the sundress in Cheng Bing's hand, and said coquettishly: "For girls, the style and fabric are the most important, and the color can be picked again." ”

At this time, the busy stall girl turned around and said: "This sundress has pink, off-white, light yellow, black, red and other colors, you can choose at will." ”

"Off-white and pink. Hang Wanqing suggested.

"Red is not bad, from my point of view as a man. Song Ming said.

Cheng Bing nodded, "Then take two pieces each, pink and red to try." ”

Song Ming has no opinion, it is the right choice to test the water with two first.

And before that, the two women had already taken two large packages.

Leaving the storefront, the three decided to go home. The two women took care of his injuries and only let him carry the lightest bag.

I took a taxi to the wholesale market, but when he passed a stockings wholesale store called Silk Stockings, Song Ming stopped. The two women were puzzled and asked him why he didn't leave.

"Have you entered the stockings?" asked Song Ming.

Hang Wanqing didn't wear stockings much, but Cheng Bing had to wear stockings every day when he was a front desk administrative clerk in a foreign company, and they were mainly black silk.

Cheng Bing frowned, while Hang Wanqing said coquettishly: "I don't wear it." ”

Song Ming shook his head and explained: "Sister, just because you don't wear it doesn't mean that this is not popular at the moment." You look around, which one has more women in stockings or women who don't?"

Hang Wanqing's face was red, in fact, she didn't want to look around at all, just one of the few women who had just passed them was not wearing stockings.

Cheng Bing, who was silent, spoke at this time: "Song Ming, you still have experience, thank you for the reminder." ”

Song Ming waved his hand and said with a smile: "Sister Bing, I'm mainly afraid that my money will be lost, so I'm counting on you to start a business." Sister, what are you pinching me for?"

"Who called you duplicitous, you obviously care about others, but you have to say this. Hang Wanqing glared.

Cheng Bing glanced at Song Ming, and his pretty face was a little red.

Song Mington couldn't bear it.

Isn't there a saying that says: fire prevention, anti-theft and anti-girlfriends.

Teacher Hang is good, but she almost didn't sell her boyfriend to her good sister.

Song Ming could only sigh: This operation is really incomprehensible, too Sao.

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The three of them first sent four packages of goods back to their residences, and then took a taxi to a night market that Cheng Bing was optimistic about. The night market is about two kilometers away from the community where they live, which is not far away.

At this point, the sun is still hanging in the distant sky, and it is dusk.

The night market has not yet opened, and I saw that the night market owners are busy for the opening of the evening.

The three of them stood at an entrance to the night market, and Song Ming asked, "Have you rented the stall?"

"It's still talking, someone transfers. Cheng Bingdao.

Song Ming frowned, "What was that stall selling before?"

"Fruit sellers. Cheng Bingdao.

The night market sells fruits, and if the location is not good, the business will indeed be much worse.

Song Ming dispelled the idea of going to see it immediately, and said with a smile: "Sister, let's go to dinner first, and then come over for a walk after eating, I'll invite you this time." ”

Hang Wanqing had no opinion, Cheng Bing opened her mouth to say that she came to invite but didn't say anything in the end.

At the suggestion of Hang Wanqing, the three of them entered a Chinese and Western restaurant. Two young ladies in red cheongsams standing inside the door bent down and shouted "Welcome to Dream Restaurant".

The two women each ordered a steak and a cup of fruit tea, and Song Ming asked for a stir-fry and two bowls of white rice.

This restaurant offers complimentary lemonade with unlimited refills!

The two women were cutting the steak with a knife and fork, and then looked at Song Ming who was picking up a piece of fat with chopsticks and stuffing it into his mouth, which made the two women roll their eyes, but they felt that this little man was very real.

The three of them listened to piano music and chatted while eating.

Cheng Bing asked how about the night market just now?

Song Ming's answer was to go shopping tonight.

Cheng Bing nodded "um".

"Have you got all the goods?" asked Song Ming.

"Almost, go back and help me take a look tonight?" Cheng Bing said.

Song Ming smiled: "This is okay, I love to watch beautiful women change their clothes." ”

His words naturally aroused the eyes of the two girls. Hang Wanqing glared coquettishly: "If your mind is full of bad thoughts, you can't be pure." ”

Song Ming raised his hand to indicate that he was innocent.

And the two girls blushed without knowing what they thought of, especially Cheng Bing, whose blushing spread to the roots of their ears.

Song Ming's eyes were full of doubts, and he always felt that it was not that he was full of bad thoughts, but that the two young ladies opposite were crooked.

Why don't you just try on clothes for me, is it necessary to be so shy?

That's right٩( •̀ᄌ•́ )و get!

Song Ming suddenly remembered that at his suggestion, Cheng Bing also bought a batch of stockings......

He's looking forward to tonight's fitting show even more!