Text Text_Chapter 12 Yang Xiaoyang
Lin Fan ran all the way to the position where he had been setting up a stall for the past two days - it was really occupied.
The stall was originally who arrived first, and Lin Fan couldn't say anything no matter how big his temper was.
Besides, Lin Fan also lost his temper, because the person who occupied his stall was a very delicate girl.
The girl looked to be about twenty years old, with a melon seed face, willow eyebrows, hair shawl, a light blue T-shirt on her upper body, and a pair of jeans underneath. In front of the girl were some trinkets for girls, although there were not many of them, but they all looked exquisite.
The girl noticed that a man was looking at her, smiled slightly, and gestured to him.
Lin Fan watched as this beautiful girl stretched out her hands to herself, palms down, and then flipped over, palms up.
Lin Fan didn't understand what it meant, and was embarrassed for a while.
The girl seemed to be prepared, took out a small whiteboard from her back, and wrote on the whiteboard with a pen: "Hello, may I ask what is the matter with you [?_?]"
Lin Fan suddenly realized that this girl who occupied her stall was ...... It's a mute.
"It's okay, it's okay. Lin Fan hurriedly waved his hand and walked away.
Most of the stalls in the night market have their own fixed positions. Since his stall is occupied, there should be no place for him to set up his stall, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart while thinking about it.
As soon as he took two steps, Lin Fan's arm was grabbed.
Turning around, it was the mute girl who was holding her.
"I'm sorry, this stall should be yours, right?" (T_T) the girl's pen sped on the whiteboard. Lin Fan noticed that every time this girl wrote on the whiteboard, she seemed to like to draw an emoji on the back. The already delicate handwriting immediately became vivid because of this expression.
Lin Fan nodded and said, "Originally, yes." But if you get there first, it's yours, I'd better look somewhere else. ”
As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, he remembered that this girl couldn't speak, and she shouldn't be able to hear her own voice. Pick up a pen and write what you say on the board.
The mute girl waved her hand and wrote on the board, "I can hear you." (^し^)”
looked at Lin Fan's small bag, and continued to write: "Otherwise, you can put it next to me." (〃'▽'〃)”
Lin Fan hurriedly waved his hand: "No need." ”
It's not that Lin Fan is hypocritical, the main thing is that the other party is a girl, and what he sells...... It doesn't seem appropriate to sell it in front of girls......
The girl couldn't help but say, pulled Lin Fan to her side, took out a small stool, and handed it to Lin Fan.
It was difficult to resist the enthusiasm, Lin Fan had no choice but to take the stool and sit down honestly. But he couldn't get anything out of his bag.
It's not dark yet, and there are very few people hanging out at the night market.
Lin Fan has been struggling with how to open his business today......
"What are you selling?(⊙ω⊙')" There was nothing to do, and the mute girl used the whiteboard to communicate with Lin Fan.
Lin Fan hesitated for a long time, then took out a few fingernail-sized mobile phone memory cards from his bag and handed them to her.
The girl didn't answer, just looked at Lin Fan and smiled sweetly.
Lin Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. On the surface, these look like mobile phone memory cards, but in fact, of course, they are memory cards, but they contain unspeakable things such as the hot ones in Tokyo, a book of enlightenment, and so on...... Lin Fan was really afraid that this girl would treat herself as an outsider, so she directly inserted the card into her mobile phone.
A few days after coming to Beverly Beverly Group, Lin Fan came up with the idea of doing this business when he was visiting the night market with his dormitory buddies. It's the third day of the new business.
This kind of thing can't be vigorously promoted, and it can only be spread by word of mouth, so the initial business must not be good.
Lin Fan talked and wrote with this mute girl one by one, and chatted casually. roughly knew that this girl's name was Yang Xiaoyang, and this was the first time she came out to set up a stall.
Yang Xiaoyang, this name is quite chic. Lin Fan thought to himself.
It was getting dark, and the number of people hanging out in the night market was getting bigger.
Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart. Although there is a beautiful girl sitting next to her, the smell of her body tickles her heart. But now I am facing the problem of eating, the so-called food and clothing can only think of lust, and I can't even eat, so how can I take care of any sister or not.
But this girl is next to her, no matter how thick-skinned Lin Fan is, he can't sell his memory card with materials......
When he was at a loss, a few yellow-haired thugs staggered across the opposite side.
Lin Fan hurriedly smiled all over his face and stood up to say hello to these little thugs.
"Good evening, big brothers. I've got some different memory cards here, would you like to take a look?"
After setting up a stall in this night market for a few days, Lin Fan roughly figured out that there was such a thing as a small yellow piece, and the relatively large consumer group was this group of royal families of the Killing Matt Empire with dyed hair of all colors and wearing earrings and nose rings.
When the gang of killers came to him, Lin Fan found that the buddy with the green cockscomb on the head of the leader seemed to be a little familiar......
Nima, isn't this Xu Zhihao on the production line next door in the factory?!
Although Xu Zhihao is usually very arrogant at work, he is a little flat-headed...... This cockscomb head, it can't be a wig, right?!
I'm a god...... In this big summer, isn't it too hot to carry a small half-meter-high cockscomb?
Although Lin Fan had a bad impression of this Xu Zhihao, he had already greeted him, and now it was too late to take it back, so he had to pretend that he didn't know.
Xu Zhihao glanced at Lin Fan, but did not recognize him. After all, Lin Fan has just entered the factory for a few days, and everyone wears work clothes on weekdays, so it is normal that they can't recognize it.
"What are you selling?" Xu Zhihao raised his head and asked Lin Fan with his big nostrils.
"Phone memory card. Lin Fan replied honestly.
"Memory card, sell memory card, you call me, who the hell are you scolding?!Don't you know that Lao Tzu uses kidney X?!You let Lao Tzu buy a memory card, where can you insert it?!" Xu Zhihao pointed at Lin Fan and laughed arrogantly.
"Hahaha......" A few members of the Killing Matt Empire laughed along.
"You ......" Lin Fan glared at Xu Zhihao.
Harmony begets wealth, and harmony begets wealth...... Lin Fan silently recited it in his heart a few times, and suppressed his anger.
Although the factory does not strictly stipulate that in-service employees cannot come out at night to set up stalls, if they are really reported by someone and stabbed the matter in the factory, it will definitely be difficult for them to explain themselves.
Of course, the most important point is that there are five people on the other side!
One against five, only fools will provoke them.
"What's the matter?, aren't you convinced?!" Xu Zhihao raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly.
"Convincing, convincing!" Although Lin Fan had already greeted the eighteenth generation of his ancestors in his heart, his face still looked respectful.