This kind of thing always feels difficult to speak, if he remains silent, he can't get over the hurdle in his heart, no matter what, the relationship between Tang Tang and Ling Shangxiang is indirectly facilitated by him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even though they are only a layer of paper, the problem is that many people will not be able to pierce this layer of paper for a lifetime.

His help to pierce this layer of paper is of great significance.

Thinking about it this way, Shang Yang's bitter love for many years without results seems to be caused by himself.

Chu Nanxiong is entangled, how to euphemistically point out the relationship between the two daughters to Shang Yang?

He was entangled here, Tang Tang had already hugged Ling Shangxiang and wanted to leave.

Looking at the backs of the two, Deng Huang suddenly realized: "You haven't paid the commission fee yet!" ”

Tang Tang paused, reached into his pocket, and took out a fifty yuan sheet.

Deng Huangliu's eyebrows were raised, his face sank, and his big eyes flashed with displeasure: "Do you think we are called Hanako?" The commission fee will give me at least 100 bills. ”

She turned around and said menacingly: "Don't underestimate fifty, if you convert it into spicy strips, it is enough to buy a hundred." You can get so many spicy strips with your mouth, it should be enough. ”

Deng Huang slapped the table and said: "I am a potato chip pie, I never eat spicy strips, and I resolutely resist that kind of plastic products!"

Tang Tang shrugged his shoulders and said, "You think potato chips are safe?" I don't want to think about what kind of oil is used in potato chips, wake up, there is no safe food in this world. Thinking about it this way, it's still the spicy strips that are the best, cheap and delicious. ”

"Besides, fifty is already all my belongings, you have to understand the hard work of being a student who can't make money."

Deng Huang scratched his long hair and sighed: "Forget it, sure enough, Wanshiwu shouldn't run a student business, it's better to expand to adults." ”

Tang Tang smiled and said, "Since you don't like it, I'll take it back at fifty." ”

Deng Huang jumped up from the sofa and ran over to snatch fifty over: "The first business, no matter how little you have to collect money, this is related to your luck in the future." With that, she sent the two girls away and closed the door.

When she turned around and saw that Chu Nanxiong was still struggling there, she said angrily: "Don't be in a daze, even if you don't say this kind of thing, that man will notice it sooner or later." We have something more serious to do than that kind of thing, to hand out flyers. ”

Chu Nanxiong came back to his senses and slapped his thigh: "That's right, classmates, where do you need me to say about the relationship between the two of them, Shang Yang should be able to see it at a glance." ”

After solving this matter, he went downstairs with Deng Huang to find a printing shop.

The owner is a young man, about 1.72 meters tall, severely short-sighted, wearing black-framed glasses, and the whole person looks very gentle.

It's just that his eyes are not honest, and he always looks at the chest of Deng Huang, who is wearing tights, as if he wants to see a hole there.

She doesn't mind, beauty, you can't let others not look at it, you just have to be watched, it's better to ask for some benefits.

"Boss, you're so handsome, can you give me a cheaper way to print flyers?" Deng Huang's tone was full of seduction, like a witch who led people to fall.

The shopkeeper felt that his bones were about to melt, he restrained the desire in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "I am a person with professional ethics, and I will never discount the price." ”

"I hate it, it's cheaper for others, it's good, KISS one." Deng Huang said something and poked his cheek with his index finger.

Chu Nanxiong said loudly: "Ah Huang, don't make trouble for others." ”

"No, self-sacrifice is the most advocated spirit in modern times, I think it must be very difficult for you to run the Wanshiwu, I will help you print two hundred copies of the flyer for free!" The shopkeeper rejected his suggestion and turned away the money.

Deng Huang smiled proudly, and said in his heart that he would save a lot of money now.

When the flyer was printed, she gave a flying kiss as agreed, and the shopkeeper fainted on the spot, not too happy, but stunned.

Leaving the print shop, Chu Nanxiong looked at the sun outside, and he was not very motivated.

"Why don't you hand out a flyer tomorrow?"

Deng Huang waved his hand and said: "Momentum, we are all down, what are you waiting for tomorrow, you left and I right, just quickly distribute the leaflets." ”

That being said, there were no people on the streets, and the heat wave forced idlers home.

Chu Nanxiong walked to the left for more than ten minutes, but not a single leaflet was sent out. He couldn't stand the heat and found a bus stop to sit down and rest.

A short time later, a little boy with a gloomy face, almost eight years old, approached him, wearing a gray T-shirt and knee-length shorts.

Seeing the flyer that Chu Nanxiong put on his seat, he walked silently, looked at it for a while, and said, "This says that the commission can be undertaken?" ”

Chu Nanxiong squinted his eyes and said: "Go to the little kid, everything in the house of everything does not include changing the child's diaper." ”

The child said angrily: "I'm already eight years old, and I'm not a three-year-old child, so I won't wet the bed at all." ”

Chu Nanxiong plucked out his ears: "Long-winded, there is no difference between an eight-year-old and a three-year-old, those who should wet the bed will still wet the bed." ”

The child struggled to climb onto the seat, stepped on it, raised his head and said, "Don't underestimate people, I'm about as tall as you when I stand up." ”

Chu Nanxiong got up from the chair, grabbed his shoulder with one hand, lifted it effortlessly, turned around twice and said, "Look, you are a little ghost." ”

The child was dizzy, and when he came back to his senses, he was already standing on the ground.

Chu Nanxiong grabbed the flyer and wanted to leave.

The child hurriedly said, "Wait, you are the house of everything, I entrust you with something." ”

He waved his hand impatiently: "The little ghost head fights to tell the teacher, I'm not interested." ”

"What if it pays more than 100 million yuan?" The child raised his head and said haughtily.

Chu Nanxiong turned around quickly, he didn't care too much about money, but he was curious about why this little ghost could afford to pay hundreds of millions.

Seeing that he was finally interested, the child stopped putting on a haughty stand, and quickly told him about his commission.

It turned out that the child's name was Xia Xihai, and his father was the big boss of Qingtian Department Store in Nantai City, worth more than 100 million. On June 7th, he died suddenly, and Qingtian Department Store was taken over by his stepmother Huang Xiaowan, and he didn't get any property himself.

Not only that, he once heard that his father and Huang Xiaowan had a quarrel, and after that, his father died suddenly.

Can a person who has always been in good health say that he will die?

Xia Xihai didn't believe it, he thought that Huang Xiaowan killed his father in order to seize his own property, so he called the police for help.

As a result, he was disappointed, and not long after the police intervened, he withdrew from the investigation, stating that his father had died violently.

Xia Xihai didn't believe it at all, he stubbornly thought it was his stepmother's problem: "I don't care about property, I just want to kill that woman, she killed my father!" I can never forgive her. ”

Chu Nanxiong raised a smile: "Don't worry, it's right to leave this kind of thing to us." ”

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