My Ji An is a deposit that will not be refunded today, and I will not buy you any more things when I go out from here because I have no magic weapon and am beaten to death.

"Classmate, do you want to cut the blackboard?"

"Yes. ”

……

The store manager smiled: "Then what are you going to want?"

Speaking of the blackboard, Ji An couldn't help but think of a black curtain that Wang Xin drew out when he gave him a lesson, and he told the store manager about the scene at that time.

The store manager immediately understood what Ji An wanted: "Oh, classmate, you want the Mind Blackboard, this thing is simple to make, like a set of twelve magic weapons, it takes ten days to customize, and the Mind Blackboard only takes six days." ”

Without waiting for Ji An to dislike the slow time, the store manager said again: "Of course, classmate, your custom is urgent, and it only takes half the time." ”

In other words, you can come and pick up the parcel the day after tomorrow.

Ji An calculated the time, thinking that it would be troublesome to make a trip, so he asked, "Is it delivered to the door?"

The store manager nodded, just thinking about how much to increase the price of door-to-door delivery, thinking that the Taoist Institute was nearby, his expression was stagnant, and he suddenly stopped talking.

Forget it, I've earned enough today.

And the other party doesn't look bad for money, so let's raise the price appropriately after the customized things come out.

The excuses he had all thought about, like what quality was better than he imagined, and the material was more damaged.

Such a person has no concept of bargaining in his mind.

The store manager thought beautifully, and politely sent Ji An out the door.

"The bills are collected, and the classmates walk slowly. ”

Looking down at the bill handed over by the store manager when he sent him out, Ji An saw that the word "morning light" in the upper left corner of the bill was beautiful and eye-catching, his eyes lit up, and he turned his head and said to the store manager who had not yet walked in: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, every piece of my magic weapon must be added to me with the word 'An', and it will be like this." ”

He pointed to the word "morning light."

The store manager was immediately confused, classmate, do you know that it is a trademark? Even if they are a custom shop, the trademark on the magic weapon has to be engraved, how can they have to engrave themselves.

What is the meaning of carving the word "An" in the position of the trademark? It means that this thing was made by Ji An, yourself?

Do you know that if you really follow your requirements, our store will become a foreskin company?

Seeing that the store manager was embarrassed, Ji An simply walked back: "What do you say?"

The store manager explained: "Classmate, you have customized the magic instrument in our store, and it is finished, the master of the workmanship wants to sign it, and our store wants to print the name of the store, so if you want to engrave your name in this place, there will be no place for our trademark." ”

Ji An suddenly said: "Boss, you misunderstood, I didn't plan to rob you of the position of your trademark, I planned to engrave another one." ”

The store manager was shocked, and the two fingers he raised trembled slightly: "That's two trademarks." ”

One product, two trademarks?

In case it is reported by someone with a heart, saying that he deliberately reflects something, let alone whether the store can be opened, people will have to be arrested.

Ji An didn't understand that when the store manager talked about the two trademarks, his face could be white like that, thinking that his magic weapon still had to be made here, he thought for a while, and said: "Okay, I know the rules, isn't the place where the master of the workman's signature is usually not very hidden? ”

"That's good. That's what the store manager wanted, and nodded hurriedly.

After solving the matter of the magic weapon, Ji An's task of going down the mountain this time is half completed, and the other half can only be completed by going back home.

Back in his school district, his room was barely crowded compared to the empty space before the start of school, filled with all kinds of things.

Tang Cha accompanied Ji An and introduced the situation to him: "...... There are too many things, most of them are sent by the senior management of the group and the board of directors, and they also ask to send it to the boss by name, and the people who come to send it are all death orders, and they must be sent to you, we negotiated with them for a long time, saying that the boss does not like to be disturbed during school, and finally everyone takes a step back, and they say that at least they should be sent to your room, and they can see things put into the room with their own eyes. ”

Seeing that Ji An had been staring at those things, his brows furrowed slightly, and he thought he was worried about safety, so he hurriedly explained: "Boss, don't worry, we have been strictly vetted before putting things in." ”

Ji Anxin knew that the other party had misunderstood, so he said, "I'm not thinking about this. ”

Not thinking about this? What is it to look at a bunch of stuff and frown?

Tang Cha thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't think of it, so he simply gave up guessing there, and asked Ji An tentatively: "That boss, what are you thinking?"

What do you think?

The problem is complicated.

It's complicated enough to start with the conversation you overheard that day.

This is not a secret, and Tang Cha must not be the kind of person who will talk about it everywhere.

But the key is......

Tang Cha is only his trainee assistant, although he is nominal, but it shows that Tang Cha is still in the inspection period, and Ji An's trust in him is not up to that level.

Ji An glanced at him.

After all, it's still a layer behind.

"Don't talk about this, did my uncle send something over?" Ji An opened the subject.

Tang Cha thought about it carefully, and said after a while: "Well, yes, but the things were confiscated in the boss's room and stored in another room." ”

Ji An nodded, and then said, "Okay, then take me there." ”

Another room.

There are fewer things to stack.

On a Bogu shelf, there are only a few small boxes scattered around.

Tang Cha had helped Ji An sort it out before, and he roughly knew what it was, seeing that Ji An didn't open his mouth to let him out, he continued to accompany him, and explained inappropriately: "The property gift agreement sent by the big boss, as well as related documents, point to the Ruiyang Linghua Farm located at No. 233, Xiaonan Road, Shanwangcheng, Fengzhou, and the person in charge over there has been notified in place, and the boss can go over to receive it at any time." ”

The smaller box contained things from the hostess's life assistant, a series of handmade clothes, including robes, and matching accessories. ”

"In the middle box, it contains Assistant Cheng - oh, that is, the boss Your uncle Mr. Baili just sent something, and the other party also said, boss, all your questions can be answered on it. ”

Uncle Mr. Baili.

That's the box.

According to Tang Cha's explanation, Ji An casually flipped through the other two boxes, and then all his eyes were only on the middle box.

Since my uncle's man said that what was in it could answer all his questions, then what was in it would definitely be able to.

Ji An is looking forward to this.

The children of the family have an advantage over ordinary people, whether it is in power or information.

"Boss, I'm waiting for you outside. Tang Cha saw that Ji An's expression was quite uncalm, and took the initiative to go out to avoid suspicion.

Ji An took the box in his hand, his eyes flashed when he heard this, and he nodded.