1 million proposals

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At a glance, there are a sea of people, and people in RT-Mart are rubbing shoulders one after another, and everyone has more heads than ants.

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, cheer up the teams!"

The manager's lecture came over the intercom.

"Wen Ying, your performance this month is not good!"

As soon as Wen Ying turned around, his voice came from the walkie-talkie just now, and at this time, the voice owner was already standing silently behind her.

Wen Ying cursed in her heart: There is no sound when walking!

There was a smile on his face: "Manager, it's autumn now, and the electric fan is not very easy to sell!" ”

Manager: "Who told you to sell electric fans!" What is an air conditioner used for? ”

"Oooh." Wen Ying hurriedly nodded and smiled

The manager said in disgust: "I have a smart face but I don't do something smart!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" What Wen Ying is best at is admitting mistakes and not correcting them.

Manager: "It's seven o'clock in the peak flow of people, you look at so many people, if you don't sell one again, you will get the basic salary this month." You have had a performance of 0 for two consecutive months, and it will be the same next month, so I will sacrifice you! (Matsuri Heaven: Fried Squid)

Wen Ying lowered her eyebrows and pleased: "I know, I know!" I'll do my best! ”

Wen Ying looked at the other groups in front of the traffic, and then looked at her own group, she sighed secretly.

At this time, there was a commotion in the crowd, and there were bursts of exclamations from the entrance.

Wen Ying saw that face swaying from afar, moving two stubby legs, and a big round belly, really like a hobbling duck. Closer, you can clearly see that the fat on his face is trembling, sweating profusely, and it seems that he is so tired from walking that he chokes enough.

Wen Ying was inexplicably on fire,

But all the customers and shopping guides stared at that person, not because he was fat, but because the shopping cart he pushed in front of him was piled up with a pile of RMB!!

There were rumors from other customers

"A million!"

"Definitely, a million!"

"Who is this? Take a million out shopping! ”

"With so much cash, he is not afraid of robbery!"

"Oh hey, I've never seen so much money when I'm so old!"

"This pile, a million ......"

………

"Less money!" The manager nodded and greeted

Qian Baoyong ignored him, didn't even say hello, and continued to walk swaggeringly, and the crowd in RT-Mart tacitly made way for him.

The manager was not in a hurry or angry, and continued to follow him and flattered: "There is little money, why is it so high-profile today?" ”

The flesh on Qian Baoyong's face almost squeezed out his eyes: "Shut up, what less money, less money!" I have a lot of money! I don't want to hear your voice! ”

The manager smacks his lips,

"Who is this?"

"You don't know Qian Baoyong?"

"Qian Wanli's son!"

"The son of Qian Wanli in Beicheng District?"

"Apart from him, who else can be called Qian Baoyong?"

Qian Baoyong saw Wen Ying, and immediately got anxious, and ran quickly, unfortunately he was too fat, and he had a lot of effort, but the speed was not much faster, the fleshy arm was thrown very strongly, and his round belly was bouncing up and down, but unfortunately he was still running slowly, not to mention pushing a shopping cart with a million cash.

Many customers were taking pictures with their mobile phones, and all eyes followed "One Million" to Wen Ying.

Qian Baoyong stopped the cart in front of Wen Ying,

Wen Ying's face was pulled down: she was really drunk......

Qian Baoyong: "Wen Ying, marry me!" ”

The manager's eyes popped out, and his jaw slammed on his feet.

The crowd erupted in cheers that didn't matter to themselves,

Wen Ying's head "buzzed", his angry heart burned in his chest, and when he frowned, a wave of anger couldn't help but rush up from his ribs.

"What are you doing! Let's go! ”

Qian Baoyong's thick lips continued to start up and down: "How much can you earn here?" I heard your father say that you take 2,500 a month, which is not enough money for me to tip. ”

Wen Ying looked around, her temples jumping suddenly.

"Something to say!"

Qian Baoyong: "I'm here to propose today." He despised the lively customers and shopping guides around him and continued: "You say, is she happy to marry me!" ”

Wen Ying didn't understand why the people around her were still so coaxing with such a bad proposal!

"Marry him!"

"Marry him!"

"Marry him!"

Sure enough, it was a group of people who ate melons, and they didn't know why, so they started to coax.

Wen Ying looked at the manager a little overwhelmed: "Manager, I want to take half an hour off." ”

The manager smiled: "Wen Ying, didn't you say it was money earlier...... Childe's girlfriend, hey, my own person, hurry up and talk to Mr. Qian, I'm waiting to eat candy! ”

Qian Baoyong pushed the shopping cart: "You accept it!" ”

Wen Ying's face turned pale: "You come with me!" ”

Wen Ying walked up and curled Nana, swaying, and the whole person exuded a holy and dignified temperament.

There are "one million" driveways, and the crowds are naturally separated.

Back staircase

Wen Ying's voice was as flat as water: "Qian Baoyong, what do you mean?" You can't help but make trouble with me at work! ”

Qian Baoyong's hippie smile: "I heard your father say that you are so short of money, I feel distressed!" ”

Lack of money.........

These two words were like two slaps in Wen Ying's face.

Damn, I'm short of money and it's your business!

Have I used your money?

That's a fucking thing!

Wen Ying snorted in her nose, her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm and mockery: "Then you can use this high-profile way to tell the world that I have no money, right?" ”

Qian Baoyong was shocked by her eyes, and smiled: "I like you!" Besides, after you marry me, my money will be yours! And after we get married, don't say that you have sold electrical appliances, my mother who shows up doesn't like it! ”

Wen Ying is by no means the kind of woman she loves to do, it is false to say that she is not moved in the face of so much money, but to trample on her self-esteem, and to sleep in a bed with such an animal with very low emotional intelligence for the rest of her life, Wen Ying can't do it when she thinks of such a person lying on herself.

The Wen family used to be a big family, and Wen Ying was educated in a noble school since she was a child, but before she could go to college, the Wen family filed for bankruptcy with the court, and since then Wen Ying has shouldered the mission of reorganizing the Wen family, but the mission is not like this~

Wen Ying sighed: "Is enough to say?" ”

Qian Baoyong frowned and looked at Wen Ying, "What do you mean, you're not happy?" Don't forget, your Wen family is no longer the Wen family of the past, I have taken a fancy to you, that is your ancestor to accumulate virtue! ”

Wen Ying: "Money! Treasure! Harmonious! ”

Qian Baoyong: "Why, don't think I don't know, before your family filed for bankruptcy, your father had already transferred his assets!" ”

You're afraid it's a nervous disorder!

Asset Transfer !!

I'm still here for 2,500 a month to sell electrical appliances.

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