Chapter Eighty-Five: What Can Be Under the Skirt

"Is this business to be done or not to be done, what do you think?" Zhao Wanxi thought about it, and looked at Han Chusheng and asked what he often asked the ministers in his previous life.

When she asked this before, in fact, she had already made plans psychologically, but it was not that after asking for the opinions of others, she could have a sense of recognition of her plans, and this time she asked Han Chusheng, in fact, she really had no bottom in her psychology.

"I think you can try it, although the little fat man has a criminal record, but it's all because of you, it's better to try, the risk of doing this ticket is the same as others, but the profit is much higher, even if he doesn't want it, he won't lose anything by returning it to the supermarket."

"Makes sense."

Han Chusheng's idea coincided with Zhao Wanxi, and the core members of the two snack sales teams reached a consensus to some extent, so they bought this box of spicy noodles worth 2,000 yuan known as the "20th Anniversary Collection".

With the passage of time, Zhao Wanxi has been in this world for more than three months, the weather is getting cooler day by day, and she can't wear skirts bare-legged, and the two little girls in charge of delivery have already put on leggings.

Although it was warm, it also caused problems for delivery, and the leggings had much less friction than bare legs, and after experimentation, after not being able to walk a few steps, the snack fell out.

The two little girls immediately developed a new delivery method, hiding the snacks behind their necks and keeping a shawl hair, just enough to block the snacks, and it looked much more elegant than putting them in their skirts, and they would not cause uncomfortable reactions to the buyers.

As soon as it was discovered, Zhao Wanxi immediately approved this delivery method, but unexpectedly, the customer found that after the delivery method of the snack sales team was changed, the daily flow of water became less, which made Zhao Wanxi puzzled, and she didn't know which link went wrong.

After the completion of this spicy strip transaction worth 2,05, it can be regarded as a milestone in the history of a single transaction, which can greatly boost the morale of the snack sales team.

Holding this pack of spicy strips worth two thousand, Zhao Wanxi felt that the things in her hand had been sublimated from snacks to works of art, she wanted to know how rich the family was to afford to eat such expensive snacks, and when would she be able to reach this realm?

Zhao Wanxi didn't forget to take the spicy strips to the library to show the villa.

"Come on, come on, look at the house, this is the legendary spicy strip worth two thousand, have you ever seen it?"

The villa glanced up and said, "What's the matter, it's not an unusual thing, if you have heard of the old godmother selling chili sauce as a luxury product, you will not be surprised by this at all." ”

In the heart of the villa, Lao Gan Ma is the real goddess, although this pack of spicy noodles is worth two thousand, it is also instilled with labels such as "Twenty Years Collection" and "British Royal Family Special" to be so valuable, you must know that Lao Gan Ma is the most common chili sauce sold for more than 100 years, if you add some more names, then you have to go?

You are not allowed to enter the auction house.

Since the customer asked Xi Ye to deliver the goods, then Zhao Wanxi could only do it, who would be unable to get along with the money, after the current exercise, Zhao Wanxi found that it was not suitable.

The two little girls who delivered the goods were dark-haired, and they couldn't see anything hidden underneath, Zhao Wanxi was silver-haired, and the spicy strips in the box were still obvious, and inexplicably had a feeling of holding the pipa and half-covering their faces, and they wanted people to pick up their hair to see what was underneath.

Since you can't hide your hair, you can only send it with a skirt.

Zhao Wanxi took a closer look, the two thousand spicy strips were really different from the bagged spicy strips that cost dozens of yuan, and they were upgraded to iron boxes from the outer packaging alone, which could withstand a certain impact and would not destroy the original shape of the spicy strips, and the sealing was good.

I remembered that there was a time when I sent spicy strips to tear the bag, and the chili oil flowed down the legs, and the legs were still spicy at the end of the day, and they were swollen from a pair of jade legs into radish legs.

I also sent the skirt with a skirt, anyway, this time, it doesn't matter.

When Zhao Wanxi took off her pants, the cold air blew on her legs, and she suddenly shook her spirit, and put her pants back on, and even wanted to give up the deal.

……

The next day, in the morning, just after Shi Yongjian's history class, Zhao Wanxi still disdained what he said, Shi Yongjian only lasted less than a week in class, and soon became the Shi Yongjian who talked about wild history.

Taking advantage of the big class break after the second class, it was agreed to trade here, and Zhao Wanxi went to the library to change her skirt first.

I don't shy away from the uncle at all, and I don't care about the unscrupulous voyeurism of the administrator, strictly speaking, the uncle is also an employee of Zhao Wanxi's snack sales team, and many sweets such as chocolate toffee are kept by the uncle.

There are two main reasons why Zhao Wanxi chose to hand it over to the uncle for safekeeping:

First, I know that the uncle is upright and upright, and he will never do such a thing as stealing food.

Second, I know that my uncle has diabetes and can't eat sweets.

In contrast, Zhao Wanxi handed over sweets to the uncle who couldn't eat sweets for safekeeping, and it was not too much for the uncle to peek at her to change clothes, which can be regarded as an employee welfare, and the boss is a way to motivate grassroots employees.

The uncle said that he could stand it and could come more.

……

Short skirts are OK, spicy strips are OK.

Everything is ready, only the deal is owed.

The particularity of this transaction, the entire sales team knows, naturally it will not be regarded as a drill, this is a real guy, as the boss Zhao Wanxi wants to set an example, the two delivery girls stood in the corridor, waiting to see the spectacular scene of the boss's transaction.

As soon as many students saw Zhao Wanxi changing into her skirt, the bulging lump underneath, and her weird walking posture, they naturally knew it.

What can there be under Zhao Wanxi's skirt?

"Beer, drinks, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds, instant noodles, come and collect the legs."

"Black tea pulsating eight-treasure porridge, pot bread and baked fish fillets, come and make trouble."

As soon as I saw Zhao Wanxi's walking posture, there was no loss of femininity in the majesty, there was no lack of grace in the femininity, and there was a bit of an alternative little playfulness in two steps.

can't help but evoke the unbearable memories of those classmates who have taken the green-skinned hard-seat train.

Immediately you will be able to see the profit of five hundred yuan of real money, Zhao Wanxi was excited, not only the strange posture of walking, but even the hands involuntarily danced, with an incomprehensible smile on her face, which to some extent destroyed the image of the goddess she had created among her classmates.