Extra: The Prodigal Son Doesn't Look Back (6)
Hearing this movement, Ni Ying snorted, walked straight in, and walked in from Zhuo Lun.
"What's the use of gas, if you break the door panel, you have to pay for it. She sat on the edge of the bed with Erlang's legs crossed, and her toes were little by little: "With this idle work, it is better to submit more resumes." β
Submit your resume?
Zhuo Lun snorted and said angrily: "What kind of work do you do? Which serious company is willing to ask me?"
"That's just as well. Ni Ying turned his head to look at him, stared at him for a moment, and shook his head: "It's not that they don't want it, I don't think they dare to ask for it." β
With millions of debts, I really want to be an ordinary employee, and the average company really doesn't dare to take over.
If one day the creditor catches up with the door, he will find no one and will look for the company.
If Zhuo Lun is of Lu Zi'an's level, the risk is big, and everyone dares to gamble.
No matter how bad it is, it has to be like Zhuo Peng, so he can give full play to his value of eight million.
Ni Ying looked at Zhuo Lun, who was not angry and had nowhere to vent, and sighed in her heart.
used to study and fool around, but later came out to compete with Zhuo Peng for favor, but he didn't do anything.
If you want to have connections, you don't have connections, and you have no experience.
Not to mention that a penny is difficult for a hero, even if she is a heroine, she is not a hero.
"Why don't you ......" Ni Ying hesitated a little and looked at the ceiling: "Let's set up a stall?"
"......" Zhuo Lun didn't bother to look at her.
Ni Ying didn't care about his attitude, and pondered to herself: "It shouldn't cost much to set up a small stall, what should I do?"
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"Eat something, barbecue or something...... But I won't either, I'll just eat ......."
ββ¦β¦ Scold. β
Ni Ying counted with her fingers: "I like to drink milk tea...... No, no, this depends too much on the season, and the investment is too big, so it needs a decent faΓ§ade. β
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"Why don't you make a breakfast stall, noodles, noodles, I can't do this...... Do you know how to fry noodles?"
Zoren glanced at her, rolled over, and pointed his ass at her.
What virtues!
Ni Ying slapped his hand on the buttocks, and continued to chant without waiting for Zhuo Lun to jump up: "What else...... Sizzling squid? Mom, this is too difficult......"
After thinking about it, I have to think about it, and I can't think of a way.
If you look at it this way, it seems that when you are young, it is not a good thing to be too smooth.
Because when you encounter setbacks, it's really hard to get through them.
After thinking about it for a whole day, Ni Ying was a little distracted.
Zhuo Lun glanced at her and snorted meaninglessly.
What a fool.
At noon, they were both hungry, and in the evening he couldn't stay up and cooked some noodles.
Setting up the simple table, he put the steaming noodles in front of Ni Ying: "Eat." β
"Oh. Ni Ying is still flipping through her phone, trying to find a suitable business opportunity.
As I watched, I pulled and pondered what they were suitable for.
Zhuo Lun didn't bother to care about her, snorted and finished eating, and pushed the bowl: "I'll go out for a walk." β
As soon as he walked to the door, Ni Ying suddenly screamed.
Hot?
Zhuo Lun quickly turned his head and saw Ni Ying's face of surprise: "I thought of it, we can do this!
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Looking at the joy on her face, for a moment, Zhuo Lun wanted to hit someone.
How can there be such a stupid person?
It's a good day, but come to live with him in this cold, damp basement.
I don't do a good personal bodyguard, I turn over all day, and I say I want to do Malatang!?
He took a deep breath and said quickly: "You pack up your things, and I'll send you back while it's still early." β
Ni Ying glanced at him like a neuropath, turned her head and began to check things.
Ha, what a joke!
Is she someone who gives up so easily?
When Zhuo Lun came back from psychological construction, she had already gone out.
After two hours of busy work, Zhuo Lun made four phone calls, and Ni Yingcai came back happily.
As soon as she entered the door, she poured herself a glass of water, and after a sigh of relief, she said: "I found the one on the street who made doors and windows, and he was quite good, and he gave me a small cart for only the cost price......!
Zhuo Lun sat on the bed and watched her talk, a little unable to connect the Ni Ying in his impression with the Ni Ying in front of him.
"Hey, did you listen to me?"
Zhuo Lun was silent, but nodded stiffly in her sparkling eyes.
Although it was very perfunctory, Ni Ying continued with satisfaction: "That place is very good, although it is a little far from the side of the road, but the front piece of the square is empty, we can put a few small tables and chairs to attract customers, and it is close to us, if there is a chengguan coming, we can come back at any time......"
She has always been very optimistic, thinking very beautifully: "I have calculated, a piece of vegetarian dishes, 2 pieces of meat dishes, pick at will, our cost is very low, small profits and quick sales work, the flow of people in that place is quite large, as long as the business is good, you can earn back the capital in a few days." β
Although Zhuo Lun hung his head, he actually listened, and asked coldly, "The question is do you know how to make Malatang?"
"Yes. Ni Ying slapped both hands: "Don't say it, I have a unique skill in making Malatang!
"That's a hot pot......
"It's almost the same anyway!" Ni Ying pondered for a while, thinking that she would go to the supermarket tomorrow to find the bottom material.
It was only six o'clock the next day, and she got up like a chicken, and by the way, Zhuo Lun also picked up: "Assistant, you carry a bag for me, don't want to be lazy!"
Zhuo Lun followed her half-asleep, came back in a circle, and had to follow the string of sticks, life is better than death.
All in all, under Ni Ying's super high work efficiency, in the evening of the next day, Ni Ying's stall was set up.
At the beginning, both of them couldn't go out and couldn't pull their faces down to shout.
Some people have already started to patronize the barbecue stall in front of them, and they are still deserted.
"Could it be that my advertisement is not big enough?" Ni Ying muttered, pulling hard at the spray cloth with yellow letters on a red background.
In order to save money, she printed the cheapest one, which was very rough.
The aunt who sold fruit next to her smiled: "Sister, you can't do this, you have to shout, the newly opened has no repeat customers, and it can't be consumed." β
Ni Ying and Zhuo Lun glanced at each other, and they were a little frightened: What are you still shouting?
"Gotta be like me...... Fresh oranges!!!!!
Seeing that the people around the aunt began to pick and choose, and the oranges on the cart were indeed missing a layer soon, Ni Ying was a little nervous.
She hesitated for a moment, but the idea of making money prevailed.
Lose face...... Shame on you!
It's already out to do business, and it's not a big deal to shout.
She plucked up her courage, opened her mouth, and turned another corner when the words came to her mouth: "...... You shout!"
"Huh?" Zoren stared at her with wide eyes.
Ni Ying pushed him: "Didn't you hear what Aunt Gang said, you have to shout!
Shout...... What are you shouting......
For the first time, Zhuolun felt that life was so difficult.
He opened his mouth, felt like his throat was stuffed with cotton, and couldn't say a word.
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