"I don't think my life will be difficult enough after graduation."

The strong man who sells flowers is a little lucky, "The college package I studied in is very professional, and there is almost no substitution, and it should not be difficult to find an errand after I graduate." ”

After a pause, the strong man who sold flowers added: "The premise is that I can graduate." ”

This big guy Chinese level needle does not poke, "seeking errands" can be said, Chu Zihang's eyes suddenly flashed, looked at Ai Kun, and stared at the strong man selling flowers.

"Kassel Academy?" Ai Kun asked.

The level of Chinese is very high, the school package is assigned, and the professionalism is very strong, so I almost read out the student number of Kassel directly.

"You too?" The strong man selling flowers was a little surprised, and carefully examined the appearance of the three of them, which was expected.

Chu Zihang and Ai Kun took out their student IDs from their pockets at the same time, and the cover was engraved with a silver-white World Tree pattern, and the branches were luxuriant.

The strong man who sold flowers also took out an identical ID.

"Which of you is Ai Kun?" The strong man selling flowers suddenly thought of a possibility.

"I am." Ai Kun unfolded his student ID card and showed the name and number on his student ID.

The strong man who sold flowers glanced at his student ID, then raised his head to carefully examine Ai Kun's dress, as well as the clothes of Jiu De Mai next to Ai Kun.

Gucci's shoes, Hermès's T-shirts, Hermès bags, and perfumes should be a round of roses in Fumar, which is known to be the best among rich women.

"Hello junior brother, good junior brother!"

The strong man who sold flowers changed his face in a second, piled up a courteous and flattering smile, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand to Ai Kun, "I'm your senior brother Fingal von Frings, just call me Fingal."

Professor Guderian asked me to pick you up, we are half-brothers, and we will have to take care of each other in the future. ”

This is the evil animal whose bloodline has been reduced to D-rank and is inferior to the beast?

Ai Kun stretched out his hand and shook Fingal's hand, "Didn't Professor Guderian give you my picture?" ”

"Yes, but not quite like it."

Fingal pulled out a crumpled photograph of Ai Kun wearing the black-rimmed glasses from the basket.

Although the facial features have not changed, the gap between Ai Kun, who took off his glasses at this moment, and the image in the photo, is too big, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe that it was the same person.

"The professor didn't say, you still have two companions." Fingal looked at Chu Zihang and Ai Kun again, their appearance was also outstanding, and they should also be students of Kassel.

"Actually, there's only one, I'm here to see him off."

Mai raised her hand to greet Fingal, smiled and grabbed Ai Kun's arm beside her.

"Girlfriend?"

Noticing dozens of photos of Mai and Ai Kun on her legs, Fingal sensed a business opportunity and promoted his roses.

"Roses are unsalable, help, junior brother.

$5 a piece, my brother's girlfriend is so beautiful, buy a rose for your girlfriend.

And all the profits I will donate to the poor students of the Kassel Academy, there is true love in the world, there is true love in the world, and great love is boundless. ”

No one in Kassel is poorer than Fingal.

"Just ordinary friends." Ai Kun explained that he had no intention of paying for it.

"Ordinary friends can develop again."

Fingal looked at the two again, handsome men and beautiful women, although the temperament of the junior brother is obviously more than a chip, but the wine is not bad, and she is still a rich woman.

Unless the junior brother plans to be single for the rest of his life, it is impossible to find a better choice than this rich woman.

Ai Kun was unmoved.

"Ugh."

Fingal sighed, Lang's heart was like iron, and the junior brother didn't want to buy it, the roses that had just been stolen from the roadside flower garden could not be wasted, and he had to find a big boss to sell before the special car arrived at the station.

Just as he was about to leave, Fingal was suddenly stopped by Mai Jiude.

"How many roses are there?"

Fingal was overjoyed and flipped through the baskets and counted, "There were seven of them, each for $5, for a total of $35."

Brother and sister, if you want it all, I'll give you a discount, $30 cost price, and even the basket will be given to you! ”

In total, the family's flower garden was planted with a dozen roses, some of which were budding flowers, and Fingal was not embarrassed to steal too many in line with the principle of sustainability.

"There is no need to discount, the flower language of roses is love, and true love will never be discounted."

Mai opened the Hermès bag, flipped through a few times and couldn't find the $5 change, so she simply took out two $20 bills and handed them to Fingal.

The boss is atmospheric, and the boss is rich.

Fingal smiled, took the bill and put it in his pocket, and looked at the wine De Mai didn't care too much about the $5 change, and started to think crookedly.

"It's a misfortune for my brother and sister, I don't have any change on me that I can't find, or I will donate the $5 change to the poor students in Kassel in the name of you and my junior brother."

He's a talker.

"Yes."

Jiude Mai didn't care about the $5 change, "You can keep the flower basket yourself, just wrap my flowers." ”

Another $1 saved.

"Okay, okay."

Fingal smiled like a flattering Shiba Inu. Naturally, there was no cellophane or matte paper for wrapping flowers, and when I looked around, I saw that the newspaper employees who distributed the Chicago Tribune at the entrance of the train station lit up.

In August 2002, the Chicago Tribune was the first to launch a free tabloid, a newspaper with more than a dozen pages that was distributed free of charge by staff at subway entrances, train stations, and airports from Monday to Friday.

Of course, it does not matter whether it can make a profit or not, and it is said that one of the two parties behind this newspaper is the backer, and its biggest role is to imperceptibly attract votes.

Two minutes later, Fingal was gone, and he had an extra copy of the Chicago Tribune in his hand.

Tearing off a piece of newspaper and carefully wrapping the branch of the rose, Fingal handed the bouquet to the rich woman, "I have pinched off the thorns on the branch, my brother and sister can take it with confidence, and do not prick it." ”

Mai took the bouquet, and the seven roses were delicate, and the preservation method was simple and rude on this sunny day in July, and it could be seen that they were all freshly picked roses.

Bringing the bouquet in front of her and sniffing the fragrance of the flowers, Mai Jiude held the bouquet in front of Ai Kun beside her with both hands, "For you, junior brother." ”

is very straight, combined with the interaction and dialogue between the two just now, Fingal has come to the conclusion that the rich boss is chasing the younger brother.

"Promise her, promise her!"

Fingal raised his arms and shouted, cheering on the rich boss who saved him.

The passers-by cast their eyes, smiled tacitly when they saw Ai Kun and Jiude Mai, and followed Fingal to coax, raising their arms and shouting as well.

"Promise her, promise her!"

"Promise her, promise her!"

……

What a promise?

Ai Kun hid his face with one hand, and every time he put on his glasses in the past half a month, he would be taken off domineeringly by Jiude Mai, and by the way, he combed his hair, he was used to becoming the focus of the crowd because of his too outstanding appearance and temperament.

But he really hadn't experienced this kind of battle.