Chapter 18 is good
With a big sun, I finally came to the battery car shop where the boss was.
As soon as the two entered the store, they found that the boss was not there.
After asking the clerk about the whereabouts of the boss, the clerk told me that Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk boss had given people licenses.
Hearing this, the warrior monk and Mao Sanbai were a little helpless, it seemed that they could only wait, but then again, even the boss personally went into battle, and it seems that it is really difficult to get a license.
After waiting for more than two hours, the owner of the battery car was late.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there are too many cars with license plates in the past two days, so it's a little annoying!"
The boss and the big face are people in a place, looking thin and small and dark, but they are quite polite.
Looking at the boss's polite appearance, Mao Sanbai smiled bitterly and said to the boss: "We can understand, but it's already afternoon, and we're just a day, hurry up and let us get a license, and we can't bear it if the traffic police chase us and post a ticket if we don't have a license!" ”
"It's all the same, everyone is very anxious now, and the traffic police have gone crazy lately!" The boss said helplessly.
At this time, the warrior monk suddenly pointed to the advertisement in front of the boss's shop and said to the boss.
"Anyway, boss, the battery car on your advertisement is very cool! Or what 15 patents, do you sell this car here? ”
The boss raised his eyelids, glanced at the advertisement, and finally nodded solemnly.
"Not sold!"
"Huh? Isn't this your main battery car here? Why haven't you sold it yet? ”
The boss looked at the warrior monk, and his eyes revealed a faint sadness.
"In fact, it has only been three months since this battery car came out, and three months ago, I spent a lot of effort to get a special agent for this car!"
"Isn't it good? Then why don't you sell it again? The warrior monk asked puzzled.
"The reason why I didn't sell it was because I just won the agency, and the new national standard came out in less than a week, and the car couldn't get a license plate!"
Warrior Monk: "......"
So people are like that, and a lot of times there is an element of luck.
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Under the leadership and command of the boss, Wu Seng and Mao Sanbai finally succeeded in licensing two new cars.
After getting the license, the boss was quite polite and drove them back to Jiuting directly.
By the time Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk arrived home, it was already 6:30 p.m.
At this time, Chen Linlin, who had been busy all day, happened to be back, and in the past two days, she was frantically looking for an intermediary to look at the store on Qibao's side.
Although this day was very tiring, and a lot of things happened, but the two finally completed the task, after the license plate of the battery car, should not be fined by the traffic police.
And just when the two of them were full of joy, that night, Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk both discovered a brand new problem.
That is, maybe it's really hot today, or maybe the sun is too big, and now both of them have a little bit of molt on their faces.
I have to say that molting is really painful, this can't be scratched, touched, scratched, and the most important thing is that even taking a bath with water will hurt very much.
The warrior monk couldn't help but sigh at this, he used to think that it was hypocritical for girls to go out to apply sunscreen, but now he found that it is very necessary to go out and apply sunscreen in summer, otherwise he will die of pain.
But then again, as soon as he mentioned this molt, Mao Sanbai remembered the earth prison he had seen before.
The prison said that there are two very interesting arguments, the first one is low back pain.
It is said that no animal other than humans has low back pain.
The second point of discussion is that human skin is not protected from ultraviolet rays, although after hundreds of millions of years of evolution, human beings have a little resistance to sunlight, but too much sun will still molt.
Well, all of the above is nonsense, the point is that the two of them are really hurting right now.
Just when Mao Sanbai and the warrior monk finished taking a bath and sat in the living room playing with the electric fan.
Chen Linlin walked up to the two of them and said with a serious face.
"Isn't it just molting, I have a way to solve a small problem, and it will be fine immediately!"
After Chen Linlin finished speaking, the warrior monk and Mao Sanbai's eyes lit up, and at this moment, Chen Linlin was comparable to an angel in their eyes!
Looking at Chen Linlin, Mao Sanbai sighed from the bottom of his heart, he really has a good wife.
Soon Chen Linlin returned to the room and walked out with an ointment.
After taking the ointment, Mao Sanbai originally wanted to take it, but before he could reach out, the warrior monk grabbed the ointment before him, and then opened the lid without saying a word and applied it to his face.
Don't ask why you want to paint your face, the black face of the warrior monk is obvious to everyone, as the so-called black can absorb light, so the most serious injury to him is his face!
Seeing that the warrior monk applied other people's ointment as if he didn't want money, Mao Sanbai couldn't help frowning and said unhappily.
"Made, if you don't spend your money, you'll be foolish, but you should leave me some!"
"Can I use them all up with such a big one? Do you think I'm a big face, such a big face? ”
As soon as he heard this, Mao Sanbai wanted to be a phone call to the big face, which is not a big face lying down for no reason.
Just as the warrior monk was painting his face, Mao Sanbai looked at Chen Linlin and said.
"Then again, Linlin, what kind of ointment is yours? Do we have this ointment for peeling at home?"
"Yes, this is the kind of ointment you often use when you have athlete's foot, it's all peeling anyway, I think the effect should be the same!" Chen Linlin said with a proud face.
After Chen Linlin finished speaking, Mao Sanbai was stunned on the spot, and what was even more confused was the warrior monk who was covered with athlete's foot ointment on the side.
"What the hell am I ...... Is sunburn molting and beriberi molting a type of molting? My day! ”