12. He's cold, I'm willing

Zhang San opened the life transfer system APP, looked at the familiar nebula rotation animation, and couldn't wait to be still, so he asked, "Richer, what kind of product will it be?"

"High-tech products. ”

"Uh......" Zhang San had a sense of powerlessness to punch cotton.

He adjusted his thinking and asked again: "The function of fresh cake is a psychological feeling, and perhaps for many people, it is not strong. I think that's why there are so many followers. The next product, is it the same?"

"You want to be richer?"

"I'm worried that my current wealth can't be realized!" Zhang San sighed, "I only earn seventy or eighty thousand yuan at present, what if I really pass the life of an Internet celebrity?"

"You don't have to worry about that. ”

"I can't let go of my heart!" How can Zhang San not be worried? The one on the other side maybe, maybe, probably hire people to line up, but what if it's true? Originally, the annual income was 3 million, but now he was forced to be in a state of confusion, and he couldn't help but feel hatred.

“……”

"Okay, I want to be richer, but first tell me what the product is and what features it has?"

"It can make you richer, but take one thing away from you. ”

"Ma Dan!" Zhang San could only scold in his heart, then took a deep breath and said slowly: "Can you tell me the product introduction first?"

"No, you can't. ”

"Why be so rigid?"

"We can pick and choose other people. ”

"Damn!" Zhang San scolded. He stood up and walked up and down the shop. What kind of virtue is this Wang Ba thing?! The left hand opened the five fingers and grabbed the bangs.

He kept reminding himself to calm down, looking back on the past week or so, has there been any changes in his body?

This thing, which is being checked when it is empty, so far, it should not be. It's just that this dumb riddle is really embarrassing.

He took a deep breath again, and saw the team of "Jingxin Cake" opposite, which was annoying.

The street lights flashed and all turned on, and Dongzhou City switched to another mode.

"The café is three blocks away from the square, it's like a neon to the moon. Zhang San thought of this lyric inexplicably.

If it weren't for the transfer system, he could only exist in the square, and now that he finally has the capital to go into the café to consume, can he give it up?

"He's cold, I'm willing!" Zhang San stood in the dark in the store, looked at the mobile phone with a black screen, and said helplessly.

"Ding......

He slowly raised his phone and saw a message that read:

The store next door to the east has been transferred to your name. The transfer fee is 150,000 yuan, which is given by the system. Tomorrow at half past nine, the key will be delivered along with the first product.

"What kind of product?" Zhang San was in high spirits, and there was actually one more storefront, which was very real!

“……”

"The first, is there a second?"

"Yes. Richer, give you two products in stages. ”

"You won't take two things, will you?"

"No, it won't. ”

"Do you still want me to act as an agent for Fresh Cake?"

"Yes. Three products can reach the level of wealth. ”

"Have you already taken one of my things? I mean that promise. ”

"Yes. ”

"What the hell?"

“……”

Zhang San waited for a while, knowing that the system would not answer. Anyway, it's already smoked away, and it's not dead if you draw more. He walked out of the store and closed the security door.

"Fresh cake......" The shouting and enthusiasm on the street, Zhang San suddenly felt a little funny. Hehe, when Lao Tzu's new product is launched tomorrow, will you be angry with your group of bastards?

"Meow ......"

At the base of the wall, a small black shadow screamed when he saw Zhang San.

"Damn, I forgot to leave you a copy again. Zhang San scolded himself and squatted down, "I must stay tomorrow! There are also new products, let's try them for you." Come here!" he said, shaking his hands.

The little tanuki squatted still.

Zhang San squatted and moved two steps forward, but it disappeared in a smoke.

"Hehe, I'm so angry!" Zhang San stood up and looked at the store opposite that was still in a hurry to renovate, "Hehe, it's too late!"

……

Back at the rental room, my roommate was bringing his girlfriend to dinner, and I saw him greet him warmly. Zhang San didn't want to be a 2,000-watt bulb and went straight back to the room.

In front of the mirror, he carefully checked it again.

He looked at the familiar face in the mirror: thick eyebrows and big eyes, resolute with a little handsome. I can't see what's missing. I walked to the door and gestured on the door frame that depicted my height, and I didn't get shorter.

Forget it, don't want it!

Sit on the bed, take out your phone, and start calculating. If you earn 10 million a year, how much is the average daily income? After a string of numbers, you get more than 27,000. What kind of concept is this? Every day when you open your eyes, you will have to pay for hundreds of yuan in bills, and it will take a while! If it is a coin, then it must not be spread all over the ground.

Rich, that's what it means to be rich.

Hi yo, I feel that my life has reached a high/high tide, and I feel that my life has reached its peak...... Zhang San couldn't hold back his happiness and couldn't help humming softly.

But what are the two things missing?

Oops!

Zhang San hurriedly stood up.

Is it singing skills? yes, definitely. What I'm best at is singing, with a little smoke in the treble and a warm midrange. The system selects itself, definitely for these. Ever since I got the transfer system, I don't seem to have sung loudly.

He rushed out, stopped a car, and went straight to the most upscale karaoke room. On the way, I kept comforting myself: Don't be afraid, even if you can't sing well, won't the money still be there?!

However, I can't sing anymore, how lonely life is.

This night, Zhang San sang until one o'clock in the morning, and sang all the best tracks. Each one is very satisfied, and even the details such as portamento are still very well handled.

……

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang San was already standing at the door of the store in good spirits. Looking at those impostors, they shouted wildly before the main owner opened.

There are many young people coming and going on White Horse Street, and there seem to be self-media personnel doing live broadcasts.

"Ah, the boss arrived so early?" Xiao He's voice came.

Zhang San turned around and saw her and Xiao Jiang trotting side by side, their short hair looking neat and neat, and their faces were full of youthful smiles.

Hey, the two beauties seem to have become beautiful, and the good business really makes everyone happy. If today's products are still selling well, is it necessary to give them a salary increase?

As soon as Zhang San's thoughts flashed, Xiao He had already taken the initiative to open the door and began to wipe the display cabinet with Xiao Jiang routinely. Seeing him look over, he showed a sweet smile.

"Uh...... What is so happy?" Zhang San asked strangely. But they muttered in their hearts, do they also know about increasing products?

"The two of us discussed it on the way, anyway, our authentic fresh cake is in short supply, and if you smile brightly, you will have good luck." It lasts, it lasts. Xiao He replied while working, full of the vitality of a young man.

I see!

Zhang San took out his mobile phone, and another message came from the mobile system.