Wushuang called all the technicians who worked in Foot Washing City, plus a total of twelve who were washing her. It is true that as she said before, these twelve technicians are all women, and they are basically young and beautiful.

Sandao knows that this foot washing shop is not far in front of the Internet café. He passed by every time he got off work and sometimes saw a few technicians, but he never went in to enjoy them.

Now that he looked at the eleven techniques in front of him, he suddenly seemed a little excited, and for a while, he was inexplicably excited and didn't know how to speak.

Not only him, but even Xia Ling looked stupid. But she wasn't as excited as Sandao, she just watched quietly for a while, and then watched her bitter drama.

Except for the two of them, all the customers who are surfing the Internet in the Internet café are undoubtedly stunned. Their eyes fell on the counter at that time, and they began to talk and talk, but finally fell into silence with great curiosity.

Wushuang asked Sandao to pick one to stay, and Sandao really picked one. But the technician who was picked by Sandao did not wash Sandao's feet, and the object of her service was still Wushuang.

At that time, Musou moved from the inside of the counter to the outside. She was eating hot pot comfortably while leisurely enjoying the massage of the technician. She put a basin on one foot, enjoying it while glancing at Sandao from time to time.

She didn't say anything, perhaps because she felt that Sandao had been able to comprehend from her expression at the moment.

Sandao was already so angry that his face turned green. He stared at Wushuang with a straight face, and gritted his teeth and said: "It's a loser, you can do it, sooner or later, you will die!"

At that time, Sandao's biggest regret was not that he carried Wushuang off the tomb mountain, but that he returned Wushuang's mobile phone and bank card to her.

He looked at Wushuang's arrogant and lawless appearance, just like a willful rich daughter, and like a rich woman with a lot of money. Regarding the origin of Wushuang, Sandao originally had a lot of curiosity. And now, he was undoubtedly more curious.

Like, Wushuang was just as curious about him. They may not know it, but their curiosity about each other is almost equal.

Although the noise in the Internet café was suppressed by the sharp eyes of the three knives, countless eyes were obviously focused on the purple-haired girl Wushuang.

For everyone, I don't want to know that this must be a rich daughter. But what was strange to them was that they had never heard of such a rich daughter in Helian Town.

What's more, this rich daughter looks not only willful, but also very cute and moving. A woman with such a configuration will definitely not be a nobody, which Xia Ling naturally knows very well.

She was thinking, if this girl was his sister, as Sandao said, then she really didn't understand why Sandao came to this Internet café to become a network administrator. In Xia Ling's view, this kind of behavior has undoubtedly become a kind of other purpose. After all, it looks like he's not short of money at all right now.

At least, his sister wasn't short of money at all.

So soon Xia Ling thought about the other plans of the three knives on Wang Xiaoli's body. She suddenly felt as if she was revealing a great conspiracy. For this reason, she couldn't help but turn from surprise to a kind of horror.

About an hour later, Wushuang finally finished her hot pot here unscrupulously, and enjoyed the service of two beautiful female technicians with a comfortable face.

Before the two female technicians left, she looked at the two female technicians and said, "Well, comfortable. In the future, you will be the manager of this foot washing shop. I'll leave it to you for now!"

After hearing this, the two technicians were stunned for a moment, and then reacted after looking at each other. They immediately smiled and scrambled to say goodbye to their new boss.

Wushuang rested in the counter for a moment, and then swaggered out the door. She felt that she should now go and change her clothes, wash her hair, and eat some fruit.

When she went out, Sandao glanced at her expressionlessly and said coldly, "Remember not to come back when you go!"

Wushuang went out with a cold snort, and not long after leaving, Xia Ling suddenly became interested. She leaned in front of Sandao and asked softly, "Is she really your sister?"

Sandao snorted when he heard this, and said, "The wild child picked up in the mountains, disappear for me as soon as possible!"

Xia Ling thought that Sandao's words were a low-key show-off, and she continued to ask, "My sister?"

Sandao still snorted and said, "Kiss her bones!"

Wushuang walked three times and began to create again. Although the 'decade' he created on the novel platform still hasn't received much attention, he obviously wants to have a beginning and an end. Even, he felt that he might have been too conceited and had no creative experience before, so the writing was not very perfect.

So since the signing was rejected that day, Sandao actually consulted a lot of information and tried to recall a lot of the past. After such deliberation, he felt that the follow-up he had written now was much more exciting than before.

Although this is not a novel, whether it is the text or the content involved, Sandao feels that it has cross-era significance. So he felt that the book would eventually usher in an incomparably great gain, and what he had to do now was to patiently create it thoroughly.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, Yang Guangcai, who was sweating profusely, was standing in his yard looking at the house that was about to be completed, and sighed from time to time.

He wondered what to do with the furniture, even though the house was almost finished. In fact, a lot of the furniture in the old house is no longer usable, and the usable ones are very old.

He was thinking that although his son was very unhappy, he was his own son after all. Now that he has returned home after college, he naturally wants to live more comfortably.

He was thinking, although the purple-haired girl had no rules at all, if it was really the object of his son's conversation, then he should start decorating a decent room for this uncompetitive son.

He was thinking that the purple-haired girl didn't look like a rural child. If his son really fell in love with this girl, then no matter how much he disagreed, at least he had to let his son have some face in front of the girl.

He felt his scalp itch just thinking about it. Scratching his scalp, he looked at the setting sun and said, "Why don't you get some gold!"

As he spoke, he heard someone at the door calling out to him. When he came back to his senses, the fourth neighbor had already hurried into the courtyard.

Yang Guangcai heard the neighbor's fourth child running and said, "Guangcai, hurry, go and see, your family has made a fortune!"

"What?" Yang Guangcai didn't react for a while, "Am I not at home?"

"It's not this, it's not this!"

"Oh!" Yang Guangcai reacted when he heard it, "What's wrong!"

"You go and see, you go and see!" The fourth neighbor was a little excited, and as soon as he stood still, he hurriedly said: "A truckload of things, saying that all of them belong to your family." No, the driver doesn't seem to know the road or the person. When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I asked, where is Yang Erlang's house! I just took a look, tsk, good guy, a cart of furniture!"

"What?" Yang Guangcai was shocked when he heard this, "Furniture?"

"Yes, yes!" the neighbor continued, "The furniture, it's all good furniture. I said Guangcai, it seems that your Erlang is promising. ”

Yang Guangcai stopped talking at this time, and he ran out of the yard in a hurry.

He thought to himself, could this little rabbit cub really come out?

He thought to himself, "Did it really rain gold in the sky last night?"