Zhao Zejun didn't speak loudly, and his tone was very normal, he didn't mean to show off his wealth, but there were too many people in the store, and the content of his sentence sounded too exaggerated to people who didn't know the situation, and it inevitably attracted a group of eyes with different looks. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The salesperson is the happiest one, but she didn't expect to make a big order as soon as she opened the door, more than 10,000 yuan for five mobile phones, and she had a commission of several hundred yuan. Especially the latest Motorola V60, which is very profitable, and she has achieved more.

If it weren't for the layoff, I would still be paid 600 yuan a month in the soda factory!

The salesperson who said 'can't bargain' just now took out the computer with a smile on his face and tinkered with it a few times, and pushed it in front of Zhao Zejun, "Do you think this price is okay? ”

A few years later, the popularity of electronic products, the retail profits of mobile phones and computers are very low, there is not much profit margin, the main profit is to earn accessories and manufacturers rebate money, but 02 mobile phone retailers still have to earn. The price given on the screen is 12,000, and the five machines together make a thousand dollars less.

"Okay, get me a few bags to put in them. ”

The transaction of more than 10,000 yuan was completed within a few minutes, and Zhao Zejun spent another 500 yuan to buy five calling cards in the store, and then turned around and went downstairs with the bag.

After going out, I took a taxi, first put away my mobile phone when I went home, and then took three out of the house, and paged Jiang Xuan with the Nokia small blue screen, and Jiang Xuan called back not long after.

"I'm Jiang Xuan, who is it?"

"I, where are you?

"Huh, when did you get your phone, you can mix it up. I'm in True Eddie, and Junzi is there, what's the matter?"

"I'll be there in twenty minutes, and when I get there, you two will wait for me there. After speaking, he hung up the phone and said to the driver, "Master, go to the pedestrian street to really Eddie." ”

The taxi driver glanced at Zhao Zejun from the rearview mirror, thinking that he would run to a place like Di Bar if he was young, shook his head, and turned the steering wheel in the direction of the pedestrian street.

True Eddie Bar is Jiang Xuan's boss, the largest and most profitable industry under the name of 'Mr. Song', Jiang Xuan brought Zhao Zejun to play twice.

Di Bar is too noisy, and Zhao Zejun can't stand it for two lifetimes.

In broad daylight, Di Bar hadn't opened yet, it was deserted, Jiang Xuan and Junzi were sitting on the circular sofa by the dance floor, surrounded by a few scantily clad girls who were leading dancers and DJs, chattering around Jiang Xuan, when Zhao Zejun entered the door, Jiang Xuan probably said something meaty, which caused a group of girls to burst into laughter.

Seeing that Zhao Zejun was coming, Jiang Xuan waved at a group of girls, "Okay, okay, let's play, I have something to do, I'll invite a barbecue after work, and everyone who is free at night will come." ”

"Brother Xuanxuan, you have a treat, we are all free, I'm afraid you won't have enough for us to eat. A charming lead dancer said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I'll feed you!" Jiang Xuan made a pun and slapped the dancer's buttocks.

"Death!" the lead dancer winked and walked away, twisting the water snake's waist.

The girls were gone, and Zhao Zejun sat down on the sofa and put the Motorola phone and the box on the table.

Jiang Xuan leaned on the sofa and glanced at the mobile phone box, "You just used this mobile phone to call me?" ”

"Like?" asked Zhao Zejun.

"Nonsense, Motorola, who doesn't like it. I have this BP machine for the first two years, I have been embarrassed to take it out in the past few years, it is too earthy, and it is delayed, I have to find a phone booth for a long time to call back, Mr. Song told me last time, let me change my mobile phone as soon as possible. ”

"It's good to like it. Zhao Zejun pushed the phone in front of Jiang Xuan, "I've sent you." ”

Jiang Xuan was stunned for a second or two, and Junzi, who had been smoking with his head down, also raised his head and looked at Zhao Zejun unexpectedly.

A motorcycle V60, the price is not something they can afford, Jiang Xuan and Mr. Song have been mixing for too short a time after all, and they are generous, and they can't save a little money on hand.

Jiang Xuan quickly understood that it was the last time she helped with the Internet café certificate.

From the beginning to the end of the Internet café certificate incident, Jiang Xuan's side made two efforts: borrowing an ID card once, and hyping it on the Internet once.

There was another time when the bitter meat plan was not implemented.

The meaning of hardcore is not only a good relationship, but also a tacit understanding that others do not have.

Jiang Xuan knows very well that Zhao Zejun is not a person who eats alone, so he never asks me what good it can be, what do you want to do with these nonsense;

Zhao Zejun also knew very well that Jiang Xuan was doing him out of the righteousness of his friends, and if he said something very vulgar, it would be vulgar to mention money.

But then again, if one party always asks for help from the other party, but it is not mutually beneficial, it is difficult to maintain a long-term relationship.

Jiang Xuan has to spend money in society to help herself do things, especially the last time the online hype required more expenses, it is reasonable, after the Internet café certificate is over, Zhao Zejun will say something.

When the motorcycle V60 was only on the market, it cost more than six thousand, and now the price in the world is four or five thousand, it is a high-end mobile phone, and Jiang Xuan's boss Song always uses this.

Jiang Xuan didn't pretend to be polite to Zhao Zejun, if he could buy a mobile phone for a few thousand, he must have already changed his Internet café license, so he took the mobile phone box and opened it, and said: "Damn, you just changed your name to Timely Rain, I'm thinking about buying a mobile phone?"

When I opened the box, in addition to the delicate black V60 and accessories, there was also a bulging envelope.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Xuan knew by feeling that there would be no less than five thousand yuan in the envelope.

Zhao Zejun looked at no outsiders and said: "Six thousand yuan, didn't you say last time that you were going to lead the engineering team soon, it will cost you money at the beginning to make money, I'm afraid you will be short of money." ”

Jiang Xuan nodded, poured out the money in the envelope and put it in her pocket, "Okay, I'll take it first...... Damn, what is this, how can there be a fuel card?"

In addition to the money, there was also a PetroChina fuel card in the envelope.

Zhao Zejun smiled this time, leaned on the sofa and relaxed: "Coincidentally, the driver on the way to take a taxi to refuel, passing by the gas station, happened to encounter a discount on the gas card, and bought it easily, 500 yuan." Aren't you driving a motorcycle, and taking a fuel card to refuel is more face-saving than using cash. ”

Jiang Xuan said to Junzi who was sitting on the side smoking: "See, he is really a careful and good man, if you have a sister, marrying him is definitely a blessing!"

"Hehe, where did I get my sister. Junzi said humbly.

Zhao Zejun took another set of blue screen Nokia, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Junzi, and said: "Junzi, you have also helped a lot before and after the Internet café certificate, Jiang Xuan loves to burn bags, I will give him a Motorola, and I will use Nokia, which is not expensive, two thousand yuan." ”

"Brother Zhao, no, no. The soldier shook his head and refused to answer.

Jiang Xuan looked surprised and asked, "You use Nokia yourself, give me Motorola, what are you kidding?" Swap it and give me your Nokia. ”

"Don't make a fuss. Zhao Zejun waved his hand and pushed Jiang Xuan's hand away, and said indifferently: "I'm a student, and I don't have to mix in the scene, why use such a good mobile phone, look for it." ”

"It's good if someone really robs it, grab one of you, and I'll let him spit out two. Jiang Xuan said.

However, as soon as Jiang Xuan opened his mouth like this, it was even more difficult for Junzi to pick up Zhao Zejun's mobile phone, and he glanced at Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan waved her hand and said, "Okay, take it, it's too polite and boring, you can use it." ”

"Oh. Junzi nodded, took the mobile phone, but he didn't hurry to open the package, hesitated, and asked Zhao Zejun: "Brother Zhao, I don't want a mobile phone, can I change it to money? ”

"Why?" Jiang Xuan asked.

Junzi's black face turned a little red, and he lowered his head and whispered: "My mother, I was laid off from the flour mill at the beginning of the year, and I was found to have lung disease, and I have been running to the hospital recently. ”

Without waiting for Zhao Zejun to speak, Jiang Xuan had already taken out the six thousand yuan that had just been put in his pocket again, and without counting it, he directly took out about half of it and put it in front of Junzi.

"The phone is collected, and the money is also collected. ”

The corners of Junzi's mouth twitched twice, but he still accepted the money and mobile phone, and said to Jiang Xuan: "Thank you, brother." ”

"Don't thank me, thank him, the money was originally his, and I cut off half of it. Jiang Xuan shook the remaining stack of money under his hand and smiled.

Jun Zi stood up and bowed to Zhao Zejun: "Brother Zhao, Jun Zi has taken it to heart." ”

Zhao Zejun nodded, no squeak.

I don't feel very good.

A penny is difficult for a hero, whether Junzi is a hero or not, whether Jiang Xuan is a hero or not, Zhao Zejun doesn't know, and he doesn't want to make a conclusion.

But he knows that there are many, many people like Junzi, who have good abilities and can attract people's shining points, and may have been able to make a career, but because of their background, because they have no opportunities and platforms, they are struggling in front of life, and finally fall into the quagmire and live a mediocre life.

A poem suddenly came to his mind.

There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the remote world are happy.