[024] No treachery, no business

(Huahua + Collection, love you)

"Lend me three hundred dollars first. Early the next morning, Ling Xiaotong deliberately got up ten minutes early, and after breakfast, he ran to Ji Feichen's Internet café, knocked on the door and went in.

At this point, it is not yet the time for the next all-nighter, and now these all-night students will not leave until they are about to go to class.

Ji Feichen pinched the corners of his nose and eyes, his sleepy eyes were hazy, he opened the bar drawer, took out three large red circles inside, handed them to Ling Xiaotong and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Hitomi? What's wrong, is this enough?" ”

"That's enough, I'll pay you back when I have it. Ling Xiaotong put the three banknotes into his pocket, looked at the time of the watch and was not in a hurry, so he took the disposable paper cup handed over by Ji Feichen and took a cup of water from the water dispenser at the door.

This is really humane, a paper cup for one dollar, water is free to drink, and the refill is free. Not to mention, Ji Feichen is really good at using his brain, selling mineral water, only a few cents per bottle, and five barrels of water are only fifteen yuan a day, and he can earn fifty or sixty yuan. Moreover, students who use the Internet here would rather spend a dollar to refill a glass overnight than buy a bottle of mineral water that is lost in a few sips.

"You just have to use it, this little money, there is not much, there is not a lot. Ji Feichen wouldn't have to worry about a few hundred yuan with Ling Xiaotong, if it wasn't for the freshman in high school, Ling Xiaotong would have played with others, and his leg might have been discounted by Liu Manniu, who had already entered the number.

Although it is not about birth and death, but after so many days together, there is a unique relationship between brothers. Ling Xiaotong wouldn't play any hypocrisy with him, which would make Ji Feichen uncomfortable.

"Neither Lei Zi nor Kangqiao came last night?" Ling Xiaotong looked around the entire Internet café, trying to find the figures of the two waste materials.

"No, I had a fight with a few overly drunk thugs in the Do billiard hall yesterday, and 110 went, and the two buddies ran home. Ji Feichen was not surprised by such a thing, took a piece of linen and wiped the entire bar.

Ling Xiaotong jumped down on the bar chair, drank the water in the paper cup in one gulp, and was about to throw it into the trash can: "Okay, then I'll go to class first, you can continue to look at the store." If you have the chance, hire someone!

"Don't don't still!" Looking at the paper cup that Ling Xiaotong threw into the trash can, Ji Feichen beat his chest and sighed in a low voice: "Sunning, what can you do, a dollar!"

Ling Xiaotong looked at him with disdain, wondering if this cup had already been sunburned once, and looked disgusting: "Day!

With the three hundred yuan in his pocket, Ling Xiaotong rushed to the entrance of the school, the art student supplies store called "Marley Gallery", these small shops open quite early on weekdays, and it is not easy to do anything. According to Su Xiyi's instructions yesterday, Ling Xiaotong bought five pencils for HB, 2B, 6B, and 8B, one for each of 4B's eraser and plasticine, a pencil case, a utility knife, and two packs of sketch paper.

"Thirty, four, four, eight, five, sixteen...... It's a total of seventy dollars. "The proprietress is a very rich woman less than thirty years old, and she looked Ling Xiaotong up and down with great interest: "Handsome guy, I haven't seen you before, a freshman in high school?"

This proprietress also thought that Ling Xiaotong was a freshman in the municipal No. 1 high school who had signed up for an art class, and the set was almost. In the future, let him introduce those new students and come to his shop to buy painting tools. Because not far away, there is also an art supply store called "Three Primary Colors", and the owner is also a good person, and he is also very good at attracting customers.

Ling Xiaotong didn't have time to pay attention to her, calculating this here, such a broken thing is so expensive?!

"You're not mistaken, are you?, boss lady?" Ling Xiaotong was puzzled.

"One piece of HB and 2B pencils, two pieces of 6B and 8B, four pieces of plasticine and eraser, five pieces of utility knife, eight pieces of pencil case, and two packs of sketch paper sixteen!"

Leaning over, the neckline was a piece of white flowers, Ling Xiaotong swallowed his saliva, and really picked up the calculator and calculated.

Hi, such a careful student, it's really the first time I've seen it. In the past, some art students, when they came here to buy things, the proprietress would casually say five or eight yuan, those adolescent boys, as soon as they saw their own turbulent waves, they didn't know the east, west, north and south, and never found out that they wanted more.

"Look. Ling Xiaotong pushed the calculator in front of the proprietress: "Sixty-seven, what are those three yuan for? Look at the gap in your chest, you will be charged three more yuan?!"

As soon as she heard Ling Xiaotong's words, the proprietress realized that this was really the true spirit, and she spoke so straightforwardly! What do you mean to look at the chasm in her chest, you have to charge three more yuan? Is the old lady so cheap!

However, business is business, the proprietress immediately pretended to be surprised, slapped her head, and put on a look of sorry: "Oh, look at me, I haven't woken up this morning, and this little account is not accurate." Yes, yes, it's sixty-seven. ”

"Let's get a discount. Ling Xiaotong took advantage of the weakness and began to bargain, this is a habit.

"We have a small business, little handsome guy......" The proprietress was originally quite handsome, but after changing it to a bitter gourd face, the gap between Ling Xiaotong and Ling Xiaotong was really big.

"Near the school, it's not just your family who does your business, right? If this thing gets out?" Ling Xiaotong didn't talk to her, in the morning at Ji Feichen's place, he had already realized that this treacherous business was the true meaning! This little girl, I don't know how much ill-gotten wealth can be pulled into my pocket in a year with this trick.

The proprietress struggled slightly: "Okay, okay, okay, get a discount, count you sixty-five!"

"Sixty!" Ling Xiaotong affirmed.

"Sixty-three, little handsome guy, we are really a small business!" The old lady didn't want to regret it in her heart, why did she want those three yuan.

"It seems that the three primary colors next door have also opened the door?" Ling Xiaotong put the things in his hand down, and Lao Tzu didn't pay anyway. It's a big deal to buy it somewhere else.

"Okay, good, good! Sixty!" The proprietress knocked out her teeth and swallowed them in her stomach, and she wanted to ask for three more pieces, but she asked him to cut off seven pieces, and the difference between the front and back was ten dollars! The essence of the little citizen was completely reflected in her face, which had really become a bitter melon.

Ling Xiaotong took the forty yuan he found and returned satisfied.

"This little thing, if you don't do business in the future, you'll be really blind!" The proprietress suddenly reflected, hurriedly took the big ticket in her hand, looked at the light source for a long time, confirmed that it was not a counterfeit banknote, and then put it in the drawer and locked it.

Ling Xiaotong rushed to the classroom with a large bag and a small bag.

When I walked to the door, I found that Du Pian Pian was at the front door of their class, and he was looking at this head.

"Pieces!" Ling Xiaotong carried the big white plastic bag, and was a little disgusted with why the proprietress didn't give him a better one, but as everyone knows, just this plastic bag, the proprietress usually charges two cents.

"Brother Xiaotong!" Du Pian was worried that he hadn't found him, but turned his head to find Ling Xiaotong behind her.

"What's wrong?" Ling Xiaotong walked in with a bag.

"Oops!" Du Pian leaned over and lowered his head, flipped through the plastic bag in Ling Xiaotong's hand, and his tone was a little sour: "Is this really starting to be a master?

Ling Xiaotong was smug: "That's okay~ Your brother and I will be like that in the future, Leonardo da Vinci II, no, no, what, Michelangelo II!" He couldn't remember the name of Auguste Rodin, otherwise he would have to say it.

"Papapapa......" Du Pian Pian always gave Ling Xiaotong face, clapping his hands cooperatively, but he knew in his heart that Ling Xiaotong didn't want to be Leonardo da Vinci II, but wanted to get close to Su Xiyi.

This clapping sound caused the students in the classroom to look up one after another, and they all stretched out their heads to look out, and when they saw that it was Ling Xiaotong, they all frowned, and there was a strange movement early in the morning, which was really annoying.

However, Ling Xiaotong, this kid, seems to never be linked to good luck, and he hasn't yet finished feeling like an art master.

Gao Yulan was already angry, and hurriedly walked to the classroom, and after seeing Ling Xiaotong at the door, she said sharply: "Ling Xiaotong, you follow me to the office!!"