102 Little People

Early the next morning.

Yang Biao woke up at less than 6 o'clock in the morning.

The sky outside was not yet bright, the air in the room was a little turbid, and when the window was opened, the cold suddenly rushed in, Yang Biao immediately snorted, the drowsiness on his face disappeared, and the whole person was a lot more sober.

Up to now, Yang Biao is actually still a little drumming in his heart.

He didn't expect Li Wenxiu to hand over the matter of selling greeting cards to him.

Yang Biao is not a fool, so he naturally knows that Li Wenxiu is giving him a chance.

If it is done, the dividend of 1 cent is still second, and the important thing is that if it is done this time, I am afraid that life may really change.

In his early years, he had a fortune telling with a blind man, and there was no shortage of five elements in his life, but he lacked a noble man to guide the way.

Originally, Yang Biao didn't believe in these fictitious things, but Li Wenxiu first rescued his wife and gave him such a chance.

Thinking of the years he spent in the local area after graduating from junior high school, Yang Biao couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Life is unpredictable, and whoever dares to say that there must be no time to turn over.

What Li Wenxiu gave him was not so much an opportunity as a new beginning.

"Morning!"

"Early, Biaozi, you got up so early?"

"Well, go down early and run, you can't get an empty hand, right, you still go to Wujiang today?"

"Hmm. ”

As soon as he went out, Li Wenxiu met Lin Wei, a salesman who lived in a hotel like him.

Last night, Yang Biao knocked on the door and chatted with him for a while, and the two knew each other.

Lin Wei's age looks a few years older than Yang Biao, and he is estimated to be twenty-six or seventeen.

However, before this, Lin Wei had been working in sales for three or four years, and his experience was naturally much richer than Yang Biao.

The two went downstairs together.

When he arrived in the hall on the first floor of the hotel, he saw that the rest of the people had also come down early and greeted each other, and Yang Biao was still a little apprehensive in his heart.

With Wang Youlai's example in front, he naturally doesn't think that selling greeting cards is an easy job.

But when I thought that if I couldn't grasp this meeting, there was a chance that I would go back to the time when I was hanging around all day long.

Yang Biao was a little frightened in his heart.

It is a man's fear of the unknown life and the hidden road ahead of him.

Out of the door of the hotel.

Yang Biao tightened his collar, looking at the cricket cars coming and going and the sporadic noise at the entrance of the vegetable market on the side, he suddenly felt as if he had spirits.

After graduating from junior high school, Yang Biao has never been so excited as he is today.

After graduating from junior high school, I followed someone to GD to work for two years, but I didn't make much money, but my family was tossed a lot.

In the past few years since I went home, I haven't done anything serious, and in October, I learned to do business, and I emptied the little money at home, not to mention, and even the family said that a family member also made him yellow.

was so angry that the old lady in the family almost drank the medicine and became a ghost, at that moment, Yang Biao thought that his life had come to an end, but unexpectedly, Li Wenxiu suddenly rushed out of the crowd.

Yang Biao still remembers the moment when his mother Lao Tzu had anger in his throat, and the unwillingness and remorse that had accumulated in his chest for several years were like a flood that burst the embankment, and the nerves of the whole person were a little drowsy.

Now that the opportunity is in his hands, I am afraid that even if he strangled his neck with a knife, he would not let go easily.

Arrived at the store.

Wang Caixia hasn't come over yet, only Wang Juanjuan is there to pack her things.

Seeing Yang Biao holding the box and tying it to the back of the motorcycle, he immediately greeted him.

"Biaozi, it's windy outside, you have to be tight on the road, don't fall!"

"It's okay, I'm thick-skinned and thick-skinned, I can't break it, you don't have to worry!"

Took a sip.

Wang Juanjuan was blushing by him, and the little girl was thin-skinned.

I don't feel sorry for you, I feel sorry for Boss Wang's car!

In the end, who is distressed, I am afraid that only Wang Juan knows it in her own heart.

"Well, this is my own baked bread. ”

The store was deserted, looking at Wang Juan's bright red cheeks illuminated by the light, as well as the fluff on his skin, Yang Biao was almost a little fascinated for no reason.

Young man in his early twenties, it's time for spring to ripple.

was stared at by Yang Biao, Wang Juan was still a little unaccustomed to it, this guy was flamboyant.

With a red face, she stuffed the wrapped oil cake into his hand, Wang Juan was busy again, and the greeting cards in the store were going to be put on the shelves and started selling today, so she had to sort out a shelf before the door opened.

"Then I'll go first!"

"Well, ride slowly!"

The motorcycle was slammed on the ground, and the sound of the knock sounded the melody of the midwinter season in this unique era, which shook people's ears a little.

With a little gear on his feet, the motorcycle flew out.

Wang Juan stood at the door of the store and looked at it for a while before returning to the house.

Since he made up his mind to take over this matter, Yang Biao has made up his mind to do things well, and he is naturally unambiguous.

In addition, the person is young and strong, and there is less of those youthful and frivolous breaths in his bones, and the whole person really looks like that.

When he arrived at the gate of Shilipu Middle School, it was almost dawn.

The grocery store in front of the middle school had not yet opened, so Yang Biao had to park the car in front of the store, get out of the driver's hand and stomp his feet in his cuffs.

It's cold enough.

Thinking that there was still an oil cake given to him by Wang Juan in his pocket, he immediately took it out, and it was still hot when he pinched it in his hand.

At this time, the gluttonous worms in the stomach were making trouble, and Yang Biao couldn't care about the cold, so he took a bite, and his mouth was oily, and he was facing his appetite.

Eating oil cakes, I couldn't help but think of Wang Juan in my mind, and I always felt that something was hot in my heart, and even my hands didn't feel so cold.

Finish the oil cake.

Yang Biao waited for more than ten minutes, back and forth several times, and there were already many nearby day students coming to morning classes at the school gate.

When Yang Biao was a little too cold to stand it, the door of the grocery store creaked open from the inside, and the door was opened by a little daughter-in-law who was less than thirty years old, and she was still wrapped in a flower jacket, thinking that she had just gotten up.

Seeing a big living pestle at the door of her house, Duan Xiu'e was also startled.

But when I look at the way he dresses like a dog, he doesn't look like a bad person, and he doesn't say anything when he just reaches the tip of his tongue.

It was Yang Biao, as soon as he saw the door open, he immediately came up.

"Eldest sister, everyone is freezing, begging for a cup of hot water to drink, okay?"

After saying that, the bastard actually felt a cup in his hand.

This early in the morning, he was blocked by people begging for hot water to drink, Duan Xiu'e was really the first time to see it, and she didn't look like a little ruffian when she saw Yang Biao, so she didn't say anything and let him in, there are still men in the Hengzhu family.

The man in Duan Xiu'e's family is a teacher at Shili Middle School, and he happened to be at home, and when he heard someone talking in the front room, he came out to take a look, and listened to his daughter-in-law, who was quite good.

really took a boiling water bottle from the back room and poured water for Yang Biao.

After taking a sip of hot water, Yang Biao became a lot more active, and he was really about to freeze for a while.

Looking into the room at the entrance of the site, the shelves are full of stationery and snacks, which are no different from the grocery stores near the usual schools.

While pondering how to speak, my eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of smoke on the counter, and I immediately had an idea.

"Eldest sister, you bring me a pack of cigarettes, Meiziling's will be done, and I will need a lighter. ”