Chapter 9: Don't Forget My Roast Chicken
The three little fox's nine tails quickly stretched out, like closed petals, and gathered themselves into a ball and shrunk inside, pretending not to be there. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Meng Ping walked into one of the warehouses and exhaled deeply, there were thousands of meters of warehouses, like supermarket-like shelves, neatly placed with all kinds of items, a wide variety of types.
Tu San, you are NC, the warehouse is hundreds of times larger than the supermarket, why the warehouse is neat, there is everything, there is only Meng Po soup in the supermarket, and the only one to put other things on the shelves is still messy, anyone who sees it will feel that the warehouse in front of him is more like a supermarket.
"Because I personally sorted out the supermarket, and those Meng Po soups were placed by Oneiroi." Tu San put on a pitiful expression of my wrongedness.
"Who organized the warehouse, so many things?"
When Tu San heard this, he turned around and walked to one of the warehouses, touched under a shelf, and found three small green insects.
"What the hell?" Meng Ping glanced at it with disgust.
"I don't know the goods, this is called a spirit moth."
Tu San touched the three insects and said, "What needs to be sorted out or transported, tell them, soon." ”
Meng Ping took the worm, thought for a while and said, "It can be used, do you want to spend some time?" I don't."
"Lost money?" Tu San scolded with a smile: "You don't need to spend some of the ones you use in the store, except for the ones you eat, of course." ”
"Put all the Meng Po soup in the refrigerator, just put a dozen bottles on the shelves, and put them on the other shelves according to the classification, only one for each type, remember?"
The three spirit moths nodded and flew into the warehouse to move the goods, Meng Ping also opened his eyes, a dragonfly-sized insect directly lifted the goods the size of an elephant and delivered them to the location accurately.
The bugs were busy in the back, and Meng Ping and Tu San were chatting in the front
"The walls around me seem to be a little too dark, so how about adding a mirror to the back?" Meng Ping looked at the gray walls around him and said.
"It's too bright, the spirits will be afraid." Tu San pondered.
"This ......" Meng Ping really didn't know anything about it.
"Although there are immortals and people among the customers, we opened the store at the gate of Huangquan Road, and the main customers are ghosts." Tu San thought about it and said, "I'll leave the decoration to me." It's almost dawn, and it's time for you to go back. ”
Thinking that Tu San was a fairy, he must have seen more than himself, Meng Ping relieved himself to entrust the decoration matter,
"Okay, I'll look around tomorrow and refer to it, and I'll think about the flyer tomorrow night."
"Yes." Tu San also agreed.
"Third Brother Tu, how did you distribute your original leaflets?"
Could it be that you are going to hell? I'm afraid.
Tu San thought for a while and said: "At first, it was placed in the supermarket, and whoever came would give one, but a total of two were given out, so I scattered all the leaflets at the door." ”
"......" Meng Ping was looking at Shanghu Daxian with a simple look.
"Didn't you say that the road in front of the supermarket has been rerouted, and there are few people who usually pass by?"
"yes."
"Then you scatter it at the door, and the devil can see it! Phew, ghosts can't see it! ”
Before Meng Ping left, Tu San followed very entangledly. This made Boss Meng see Tu San holding a small handkerchief to see him off for the first time.
"Boss, don't forget to bring what you promised, or I'll pass you back tomorrow and get ......"
Hehe.
As soon as the morning sun shone through the window, Meng Ping got up. Open the window and take a deep breath of the morning air.
There were a lot of things last night, I saw a chattering black impermanence, and I also saw the prototype of Tu San, which was actually a nine-tailed fox. Then after the supermarket upgrade, it felt like it was finally getting regular.
However, it is strange that I didn't sleep all night, and I woke up in the morning in good spirits, even more energetic than I usually slept all night.
"Huh?" Meng Ping was stunned in the mirror, and he seemed to have become handsome in the mirror.
The rough skin caused by the crazy late-night games in college is now smooth and supple, and there are no traces of subtle pimples on the original face.
Fortunately, Meng Ping's facial features belong to the Yingting type, and his eyes are bright. Otherwise, it really looks like a girl.
Thinking about it, Meng Ping gently shook the table in the living room and raised it easily with one hand.
What's going on? Didn't Tu San say that his roots are very bad?
Meng Ping thought of last night's upgrade, the size of the supermarket was based on the level of the store manager, and the supermarket was upgraded last night, so he also upgraded it together?
Just as he was thinking about it, there was another knock on the door downstairs.
Meng Ma took the key and looked at her son who came to open the door in surprise.
"It's been a while since I've gotten up so early."
"It's okay." Meng Ping took the things from his mother's hand and closed the door with his hand.
"Yo, is this my son?" Meng Ma shouted in surprise: "Smash, are you going to have plastic surgery!" A handful of Meng Ping's ears were twisted.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts." Meng Ping held Meng's mother's hand stiffly: "My mother, how can I have the money to go to plastic surgery." ”
Mother Meng looked at it carefully again and said, "Well, it's really not like a whole thing, and there is no change if you look closely, but your eyes are a little brighter, and they may have grown." I think back then, my mother was also a flower in ten miles and eight towns, and it was normal for her son to become handsome. ”
It's still growing in their twenties...... Meng Ping muttered.
"What, you've got a job, you're a teacher?"
Since Meng Ping was fired from the company, he broke up with his girlfriend, and he has not found a job, so he has been in a mess all day long. Meng's mother frolicks on weekdays, and she also wants to see the child cheer up. Now, he has finally found a job, and Meng's mother is really happy for him and hopes that he can come out of the past.
Meng Ping finally used the excuse that he hadn't gone to work yet, and persuaded Meng Ma, who was too excited and had to call the seven aunts and eight aunts to rub them, and finally sent people out, packed up, and planned to go out to see how the supermarket was publicized.
"The white horse shines on the green clothes, the sword bleeds, sprinkled like rain, and the tide is rushed
Dedicated to protecting the world, the world is ......"
The phone rang suddenly, Meng Ping took a look, frowned, and answered
"Speed to the café."
It's hanging like this, it's Ren Shuang.
Meng Ping, who had already walked to the door, walked back to the room slowly, lay on the bed and flipped out his mobile phone, and casually flipped out a small game on his mobile phone and played.
It is estimated that half an hour has passed, Ren Shuang called again, and this time Meng Ping hung up directly.
"Ding ......" Ren Shuang looked at the mobile phone in his hand with a blue face, and Meng Ping, who was obedient to himself, actually hung up his phone.
Is he angry, or does he already care about himself?
Subconsciously ignoring the latter possibility, Ren Shuang thought that it might be time for him to change his attitude.
After hanging up the phone, he went downstairs slowly, and Meng Ping rode the car and swayed towards the first line.
It is a famous couple café in Sanli City.
The only characteristic is that it is expensive, when Meng Ping pursued Ren Shuang, he also wanted to bring her here, but he was told by a friend that the cheapest coffee in it cost more than two hundred, and he was shy in his pocket, so he went to work for a week to save money, and finally did not come because of various things.
Now that things are wrong, what does it mean that Ren Shuang asked herself to come here?