Wang Fugui was arrested, which had a great impact on the business of the barbecue stall.

Although Du Ajiao was fortunate to escape, the business could not continue, not only could the crayfish not be given away for free, but even the skewers were not patronized by customers.

On the other hand, Mingen's side, because of her righteousness and bravery, she directly became famous in one fell swoop and became the most beautiful little boss in the food street.

More and more customers patronized her business, and there was a long queue in front of the stall again.

It was only nine o'clock in the evening, and Ming En sold out all 500 crayfish.

When he was closing the stall, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and a pair of shiny leather shoes came into view.

Before Ming En could look up at the person, a slightly excited voice fell from the top of his head: "Ugly duckling!" ”

Ugly duckling?

When Minn heard this exclusive title, he immediately raised his head.

When he saw that the person who came was really that super annoying ghost narcissistic madman Wu Ziqian, his little face wrinkled, and he drove people away unceremoniously: "I'm sorry, the crayfish are sold out!" Please come back tomorrow! ”

After saying that, Mingen lowered his head and put away the stool again.

She really doesn't like this stinky man who scolds when he opens his mouth.

"Ugly duckling! Don't be busy! Wu Ziqian didn't seem to see Ming'en's face, and said with a smile: "I'll tell you two good news." ”

Hearing this, Ming En stopped putting away the stool, and finally looked at Wu Ziqian with his eyes, and cherished the day like gold: "What's the matter, say." ”

"You tell me first, if you are Liling's little village girl, I'll tell you!" Wu Ziqian is very persistent about this issue, and he has always been obsessed with it, and he has not forgotten it to this day.

"Want to know? Then you go straight and turn right, and then take trolleybus No. 5 to Renxin Hospital. "Mingen lost to this man again, is it so important if she is not a little village girl?

Didn't the man tell her to go home and look in the mirror?

I really can't understand why I am so persistent, wondering if she is the same person?

Did you want to call her home again to look in the mirror again?

Do you want to be so narcissistic?

"What are you going to do at Renxin Hospital?" Wu Ziqian didn't react before he was scolded again.

Ming En gave Wu Ziqian a roll of his eyes, "What else do you say you can do when you go to the hospital besides seeing a doctor?" Of course, you see a doctor! ”

"I'm not sick, what kind ......of illness did I go to the hospital to see," Wu Ziqian said, inexplicably, and immediately stared at him: "Ho! You call me sick, don't you? You've finally admitted that you're a little village girl, right? Do you know that you have revealed your true nature! You have the same personality as Aunt Komura! ”

Mingen didn't hide it anymore, and generously admitted: "What can you do if I'm a little village girl?" ”

"......" Wu Ziqian was directly choked, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

In fact, he didn't understand why he was so persistent and made it like an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

But he just couldn't help but wonder if the woman in front of him was the same person as the little village girl.

Such a strange act, could it be that he is really sick? Got obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Mingen didn't have time to wait for Wu Ziqian to make up for it, so he asked impatiently: "What are you looking for me, hurry up, I'm busy!" Every minute is money! ”

"......" the corners of Wu Ziqian's mouth twitched.

He's the one who gets the money every minute, right?

He's the one who's busy, right?

This ugly duckling is really funny!

How could Wu Ziqian ever be treated like this?

When in the past was someone else waiting for him? Let him squeeze in time??

As if to embarrass Mingen, Wu Ziqian deliberately asked, "How much money do you make a minute?" Tell me about it? It just so happens that one of the messages I mentioned has something to do with your earnings. ”