Since you are going to open a store, you have to start preparing a lot of things.

Lin Dali ran to the dock, brought workers to renovate the courtyard, reinforced a stove by the courtyard wall, and opened a sales window, which was facing the street.

Lian Xiao is another batch of pots and pans, and the osmanthus who came to help was ingenious and careful, and added a lot of good things, which made her nod her head again and again.

I always felt that Aunt Juan was five big and three coarse, and it was inevitable that Zhang Luo's shop would make mistakes in the future.

Now that there is Lin Guihua, I am a lot more relieved.

However, the proprietress of the food station saw that she had bought a large number of miscellaneous grains, rice and noodles, and warned with some disdain: "Don't think that the money is so easy to earn these years, the crooked way, I don't know when it will be broken, little girl, but be careful, don't blame me for not reminding you if something happens in the future." ”

There is only one grain purchase station, and most of the people who have just started to do business come to her to buy goods.

It's not the first time she's choked, so after she finished speaking, she grabbed a handful of melon seeds and shook it back to watch black and white TV.

Lian Xiao didn't take it to heart, but Lin Guihua was fascinated by watching the movie, and she was scared coldly, and she was quite trembling, and only then did she ask in a low voice, "Lian Xiao, are we really okay like this?" ”

Self-employed people make a living, but there is no one in the town.

"It's okay, the road is all walked by people." Lian Xiao shook his head, walked along the bluestone slab bricks, walked through the long corridor of the main street, and said in a calm and determined voice: "Now in your opinion, black and white TV is a rare object, maybe it won't take ten years, the TV picture will become color, and there will be LCD screens behind, 3D stereoscopic ......"

She turned her head and looked at the stunned Lin Guihua behind her, her bright eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and a spring breeze crossed her lips with a smile, bringing a burst of warmth.

"Don't worry, there are always more roads than difficulties."

……

In the afternoon of the same day, Lin Guihua saw Lian Xiao's way.

The courtyard was clanging and dusty, and when there was a knock on the door, she was close, and then she opened the door, and then saw a young man in a light gray trench coat.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were handsome and elegant that she had never seen before, but they were also cold and piercing.

Under the indifferent aura of the other party, Lin Guihua lowered her head a little crampedly, and asked him in a low voice who he was looking for.

As soon as the words fell, I heard a laughing voice from the stove, "Why are you here?" ”

The brisk step jumped over, and when it was near, he stopped again, "Eh, don't come in, the wall is full of dirt, don't get dirty." ”

As he spoke, Lian Xiao hurriedly teased himself again, patted his head and swept his face, but he didn't clean it, but his small face became a big cat.

The young man didn't remind him, he just handed over the things in his hand, "The documents are done, and I have time to go to the state-run to sign, just recognize my face." ”

"So fast!" Lian Xiao said in surprise, took the brown paper bag, and didn't confirm it, only opened a pair of big eyes, looked at the young man and said, "So you're in a state-owned factory for a while?" ”

"Hmm." Huo Jingyun didn't hide it, his tone was very flat, "Do some things, and get a dress by the way." ”

In the second half of the sentence, there was a sudden inconsistency in the style of painting.

Lin Guihua was puzzled, but as soon as she looked up, she saw Lian Xiao's eyes shining brightly, and she looked around the other party twice, "It's really good, I didn't expect that there was already this style in the provincial capital, but the waist design is not very good." If you don't redeem it every month, I'll get it for you now. ”

Huo Jingyun shook his head, "It's a little cold." ”

"Yes, you've only got a shirt in it." After all, it's just spring, and the spring is cold. Lian Xiao didn't suspect it, so he asked people to wait outside, turned around and turned back into the house.

Then Lin Guihua saw that the young man who had just said that he was cold raised his hand and slowly took off one of the buttons of his shirt......