Chapter 1: Dead

Two desks are surrounded by a "7" shape, and there is a large transparent plastic box on the horizontal desk, which is divided into more than a dozen small grids one by one, some of the small grids are placed with beads of different sizes and colors, and some of the small grids are placed with silver or gold metal sheets of different shapes, and various types of pliers and tweezers are placed next to the box. On the upright desk is an LCD computer.

In the small world surrounded by two desks, Wang Wei was wearing pajamas, her hair was messily tied behind her head, her head was lowered, she was holding a hairpin in her left hand, and she was working hard with tongs in her right hand.

"Ding Dong" There was a sound from the computer on the desk on the right hand side, a buyer came to the door, Wang Wei put down the hairpin and pliers in her hand, raised her head, turned her stiff neck twice, turned the chair in one direction, and glanced at the screen: "Are you there?" ”

Slender fingers fluttering on the keyboard "Yes, dear"

"Can the tassel under this hairpin be changed to pink?"

"Yes, dear"

"What time can it be shipped?"

"7 days later"

"Can you hurry up?"

"Handmade, and there is only one owner in our store, 7 days to ship is the fastest"

"Okay"

"After taking a photo, please indicate the tassel color you want to change in the message field"

"Paid, help me ship it early"

“OK”

Completed another order, this is the third order today, business is not bad, the only bad point is that it is too busy, Wang Wei doesn't remember how long she hasn't been shopping, she knew this, when she decided to open an online store, she should have opened a clothing store or something, and it was good to sell it directly after the goods came back, which is like a dog that is tired every day now.

Thinking of this, Wang Wei smiled, in fact, if you choose again, it is estimated that she will still open a handmade jewelry store, she has liked those glittering trinkets since she was a child, and now she has made those hairpins and collars, and she is a little reluctant to send them to buyers.

So I still deserve it, Wang Wei pulled the corners of her mouth self-deprecatingly.

Turn the chair to the workbench, pick up the hairpin and pliers on the table and continue to fight.

"Bang", the door opened, and a black young man came in, and it looked even darker with the white shirt, but yes, it's impossible to run in the fast face every day in the wind and rain.

Xiao Nianqing didn't speak, went straight to the corner of the wall, picked up the three small packages on the ground, tore off the second checkout coupon of the package sheet, and put it in the red iron box on the top of the small cabinet next to it. Turn around and go out

"Wait, settle this month's courier fee first," he said, took out a brown paper envelope from the drawer of his desk and handed it over: "93 mails are 465 yuan, go back and you check and check, if there is a problem, come and receive it tomorrow and deal with it." ”

The courier sandwiched the three small parcels in the crook of his right arm, said "um", took the envelope with his left hand, turned around and walked out.

Wang Wei took out a piece of silver butterfly-shaped metal sheet from Xiaogeri, carefully passed through the small hole on the butterfly's body with a thin silver thread, and fixed the butterfly next to the jade flower, "Okay, it's done" Wang Wei looked up at the clock, "Ah, it's half past ten, breakfast and lunch are going to be eaten together", said and stood up, raised his arms above his head and was about to stretch, suddenly dizzy, and sat down heavily on the chair......

In the dazze, there seemed to be the sound of an ambulance in my ears......

An emotionless voice rang in my ears: "Overworked, dead"

He's dead? Overworked? Do you mean me? I guess so! Aren't you like a dog who gets tired every day?

"Death from overwork," Wang Wei wanted to laugh, "There will definitely be a piece of news on the Internet tomorrow: another Taobao shopkeeper died of overwork." But thinking about it, it seems to be quite cost-effective, I've never been on the news when I'm so big, and I can still be taken care of by God once when I'm dying, yes, yes. ”

Xinhao settled the courier fee today......

Ay! There are still a few orders that have not been made, what should I do with customers who can't wait for the goods?

Why do you still want to do these useless things when you're dead, shouldn't you be sad or scared?

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