In order to fill the hole in the venture fund as soon as possible, Song Ming made plans to set up a stall for more than ten hours a day.

The person in charge of property management at Kowloon Plaza charged him a 100 booth fee for a summer vacation. According to the market, it is necessary to charge three hundred, but Song Ming set up a rural child who was admitted to college because his family had no money and he didn't want to give up his college dream, so he came out to set up a stall to earn tuition.

The eldest lady I met last night who was selling handmade items was not there during the day, but there were several more stalls selling roasted sweet potatoes, roasted hot dogs, roasted corn and ice cream.

Song Ming's joining attracted their attention, and Song Ming took the initiative to go over and greet them one by one, which was considered familiar. Who doesn't have one or two children, they are all potential customers.

Business was relatively deserted in the morning, and Song Ming sat on a small bench and chatted with Hang Wanqing. Because it was late at night after inviting Ma Xiaolong's two younger brothers to eat supper last night, he didn't reply to her text messages for fear of disturbing Hang's nightly rest.

Knowing that Song Ming had a business on the first day of setting up a stall, Hang Wanqing was still quite happy for him. In the text message, he also joked that Song Ming didn't make money, and when he became a nouveau riche, he forgot about her as a teacher.

Of course, Song Ming expressed his sincerity for the first time, edited a very long and sensual text message and sent it over.

Hang Wanqing replied with two words: flesh and numbness.

Song Ming held his mobile phone and smirked, a little like a man and woman in love.

After half past eleven, the number of people in the square gradually increased. Song Ming also learned that kindergarten and elementary school have been closed, and the next period of time will be a good day for children who let go of themselves to come to play on the street. If you want to make money, you naturally have to seize this time.

After selling two more sets of children's clothes, it was time to eat. Song Ming couldn't leave at all, so he directly asked the uncle who sold sweet potatoes to give him a bigger roasted sweet potato. I didn't know that the sweet potatoes were not eaten, and Cheng Weiwei, the school flower of the county No. 9 Middle School, appeared out of nowhere.

Song Ming frowned before he remembered that today was Sunday, and the school would have a half-day holiday.

"Senior, it's really you. Cheng Weiwei ran up quickly, stood in front of the stall and exclaimed in surprise.

Song Ming was thick-skinned and would not be embarrassed because he was bumped into by an acquaintance when setting up a stall, and said while continuing to eat sweet potatoes: "School is on holiday?"

Cheng Weiwei shook her head and said with a smile: "Not yet, the final exam tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, it will be considered an official holiday after the exam." Senior, are you helping people look at the stalls?"

Song Ming's total score in the college entrance examination has already spread in the school. A real case of a scumbag's counterattack in the college entrance examination, coupled with his impassioned college entrance examination declaration at the monthly examination summary meeting as a student representative, has inspired many confused students under the packaging and rendering of the principal and teachers in the past few days.

It's just that the seniors who have been admitted to key universities can look at the stalls here? And the roasted sweet potatoes are so delicious, why do the seniors eat so delicious?

Looking at the senior girl who frowned slightly, Song Ming said generously: "This stall is my own, and I will set up a stall here this summer." ”

"Huh?" Cheng Weiwei covered her mouth in shock, in her impression, the senior principal was a poor man, and he even bought a mobile phone, why should he set up a stall?

"Ahh Song Ming glared angrily and said, "If you still treat me as your senior, you should go and buy a bottle of water for your senior at this time." ”

Cheng Weiwei was a little confused, and her mind couldn't turn for a while, but she really went to the owner of the ice cream seller to buy a bottle of Wahaha mineral water for Song Ming.

"Thank you, sister, it's not a loss to our ninth middle school flower, not only the beauty of the heart, but also the beauty. Song Ming took the mineral water bought by others and immediately praised it without hesitation.

Cheng Weiwei rolled her eyes in front of Song Ming, thinking that the senior's face was really thick. Song Ming's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he drank the mineral water one by one, mainly because it was too cold and he didn't dare to pour it in a big gulp.

Then business came again, and a young woman in a dress and black stockings came by the hand of her son. The little boy looked like he was four or five years old, and he looked like a tiger.

Song Ming hurriedly put down the water and greeted him with a smile: "Beauty, please look at it casually." ”

Cheng Weiwei was stunned on the side, the senior's face changed too quickly, he looked like a veteran. Cheng Weiwei couldn't help but think: There seems to be nothing that the senior can't do, he said that he would take the exam and was admitted, he was so good at fighting, and he could set up a stall, he was simply omnipotent.

The young woman looked at it for a long time and finally picked out a short-sleeved blouse with a cartoon pattern, which was marked as cotton on the label.

"Beauty has a good eye, this dress is 100% cotton, you just touched it and you know that the feel is completely different, isn't it? Song Ming said with a smile, not forgetting to praise the other party.

The young woman smiled and asked how much.

Song Ming opened his mouth and came: "I just sold one half an hour ago, and I sold it for seventy-eight, so I'll give you this price." As for whether he had sold a piece of the same style half an hour ago, only he knew in his heart.

The young woman frowned, it should be too expensive, but she didn't know how to bargain. Song Ming didn't rush to sell in his eyes, but asked the young woman's son: "Little brother, do you like this dress in your mother's hand, it has a cartoon pattern." ”

The young woman's son nodded violently and shouted that he liked it.

The young woman glanced at Song Ming, she just couldn't bargain, but her IQ was not low, how could she not guess Song Ming's intentions.

Song Ming was so thick-skinned that he couldn't even help the bullets, and said with a calm expression: "Beauty, I see that your son likes it quite a lot, so be it, I will sell it to you at a price of seventy-five." ”

Cheng Weiwei, who retreated to the side, was dumbfounded!

"Can there be less?" the young woman said softly, biting her lip, and the face of the melon seeds, which was not delicate but was more attractive, was dyed red.

Song Ming hesitated for a long time with an embarrassed face, gritted his teeth and lowered to sixty-eight.

The young woman took the clothes and did not put them down, nor did she say that the deal was made.

"Little sister, it's all the cost price, and it can't be less. Song Ming smiled bitterly.

"Mom, buy. The young woman's son was at this time in a hurry, and he was clamoring for his mother's clothes.

"Okay, mom bought it for you. The young woman touched her son's head and said gently, and the boy stopped making a fuss.

Song Ming frowned when he saw this, but when the young woman bit her lip and wanted to pay, he suddenly changed his words and said, "That's it, you can just give me a purchase price of fifty-eight." Little brother, you are so good, you have to listen to your mother in the future. ”

"Uncle, I will. The little boy looked up at Song Ming and said seriously.

Song Ming has a black question mark, why did I become an uncle?

The young woman couldn't help but smile when she saw Song Ming's embarrassed appearance, this little boss is good, she can take care of his business more in the future.

"Beauty, remember to come back next time. Song Ming handed the wrapped clothes to the young woman.

"Yes. The young woman smiled and said to her son, "Baby, say goodbye to your uncle." ”

"Uncle, bye-bye. The little boy cried out obediently.

"Bye-bye. Song Ming pretended to be smiling.

Cheng Weiwei can't be happy on the side, the senior is still quite cute, I love it!