"Sister Xiaofeng, what's the situation with this person? She just bullied you? Then we have to complain about her! ”

"Don't, teacher, I didn't know Taishan just now, you give me another chance."

"Save the words of plea to your leader."

Ruan Tingfeng is not a bodhisattva, and the salesman ignores her with a good voice and anger, so there is no need for her to be kind now.

"You can't complain about me!"

"I still have a large family to support, and it was not easy for me to apply for this job, and if I am fired, my whole family will have to drink the northwest wind."

"You are also a woman, so understand me. I can't let my child go without food. ”

Calligraphy and paintings are not only sold in the mall where she works, but everyone is generally more accustomed to going to Xinhua Bookstore.

The salesperson got in touch with a junior staff member of the University of the Arts last month, and people bought from her.

For this reason, the manager also deliberately increased her salary by 5 yuan.

If the manager knew that she had offended the university teacher, and people would not buy from here, the designated person would fire her!

When the time comes, her husband will definitely beat her too!

"I complained to you because of your dereliction of duty, don't kidnap me morally."

"It's you who didn't do your job well."

Selling miserably with her, Ruan Tingfeng doesn't eat this set.

Obviously, the salesperson didn't expect to get this answer either.

Why doesn't this woman have any sympathy at all, shouldn't she immediately say not to complain?

"Teacher, I really don't mean to look down on you. I didn't know who you were at first......"

"I'm an ordinary woman, can you look down on me? You don't recognize your mistake at all! ”

"Song Yingjun, let's go."

As long as the salesman can have a little reflection, Ruan Tingfeng will be merciful.

But apparently, she didn't.

Coming out of the manager's office, Ruan Tingfeng stretched out his hand to Song Yingjun, "Thank you just now, give me the things, I'll bring it myself." ”

"No thanks, no thanks, this is what I should do, little brother! I'll take it home for you. ”

"No, I still have to go to Xinhua Bookstore."

"Then I'll go with you!"

"Song Yingjun, if you have something to say, just say it."

Ruan Tingfeng thanked Song Yingjun for helping her out of the siege, but it was true that she didn't like him to be too close to him.

Because of him, he has been in conflict with Gu Qixiao recently, and she doesn't want to make any extraneous troubles.

"Hehe, you can see this? It's worthy of my little Feng! ”

"Sister, I'm looking for you today, I do have a small request, that is, can you paint me a picture?"

Song Yingjun went to play with his brothers this morning when he heard about Ruan Tingfeng's glorious deeds last night.

It just so happened that he knew a second-generation factory who was particularly fond of landscape painting, and he was recently spending a lot of money on painting.

Song Yingjun, a money fan, put his mind on Ruan Tingfeng.

"So..... Are you going to take my painting and exchange it for money? ”

"Sister Xiaofeng, don't worry. After the deed is done, the money will definitely not be less yours! ”

Seeing Ruan Tingfeng hesitating, Song Yingjun thought she was worried about money, so she immediately patted her chest and packed the ticket.

"Shhh

Ruan Tingfeng found a step and sat down.

She really didn't expect to make money selling paintings last night.

Song Yingjun is well-connected, active, and thick-skinned, so he is indeed a good partner to work with.

It is inconvenient for her to go out often in the family home, and if she becomes a teacher in the future, she will have to do classes.

Song Yingjun has no regular job and likes to run around, which just complements her.

Or just rush for money?

"I can promise you, but you have to listen to me."

"Good! Sister Xiaofeng, you say! ”

Song Yingjun didn't expect Ruan Tingfeng to agree so happily, and he was ecstatic.

But listening to it, it became serious again.

"Sister, do you mean that we don't charge money for our first painting, and give it directly to Brother Zhang?"

"Yes."

"Why, that's a big loss."

"Because we're going to do business for the long term. The first time I didn't collect money, I wanted to double the money in the later cooperation. ”

"The first painting was to make friends with them. In order to let Brother Zhang promote us in his circle. ”

"The most important thing in doing business is a stable source of customers, how many rich people can we know about the two little Luo Luo? You have to find a way to get in the car first. ”

In his previous life, Ruan Tingfeng was an executive of a foreign company and knew all kinds of business models.

After a brief analysis, she felt that it was a feasible attempt to use Brother Zhang to break into the calligraphy and painting circle.

"Niu, Sister Xiaofeng, you said me stunned!"

"I believe you, I'll do it with you!"

Song Yingjun didn't really understand anything, but Ruan Tingfeng's serious appearance was a kind of convincing ability.

After a few days ago, he had already found that Ruan Tingfeng was not at all the same as before, and now people were still willing to take him to make money, so he had to hug his thighs immediately!

Song Yingjun accompanied Ruan Tingfeng to Xinhua Bookstore to buy the four treasures of the study, and the two made an appointment to hand over the paintings, and then separated.

When he got home, Gu Qixiao was cooking.

"You don't have to be mine, I'll just cook a corn and eat it later."

Xu is plan to make money has progressed, and Ruan Tingfeng rarely took the initiative to talk to Gu Qixiao.

Gu Qixiao didn't feel relaxed, he was silent for a while before he spoke: "Give it to me, I'll cook it for you." ”

He also deliberately listened to Xiao Mubai's suggestion today and made a few more dishes that Ruan Tingfeng likes to eat.

Who knew that people didn't even want to eat together, Gu Qixiao looked at the bubbling soup in the pot, and suddenly lost his appetite.

"The corn is ready, let's eat it."

Still holding a trace of expectation in his heart, Gu Qixiao deliberately pushed the dish to Ruan Tingfeng's side.

My daughter-in-law must still want to be angry so that she doesn't eat the food I cook, as long as I take the initiative enough, she will eat!

"Eh, I really don't eat it, lose weight."

Gu Qixiao had just caught a chopstick dish, and before he crossed the 38th parallel, he was stopped by Ruan Tingfeng.

He withdrew his hand in frustration, a little overwhelmed.

"I'm not disgusted with you, I'm really losing weight. We will eat yours and I will eat mine, without interfering with each other. ”

It was true that she didn't say hello in advance today, in order to prevent Gu Qixiao from mistaking and thinking too much, Ruan Tingfeng explained again.

Sure enough, after she said this, the man's face looked much better.

Gulping down the rice, the whole person slowly relaxed.

Ruan Tingfeng was miserable, holding corn one by one, and constantly brainwashing himself to endure not eating anything else.

She finally understands what kind of hard life those fitness bloggers lived in the previous life.

Finally ended the dinner with strong willpower.

Ruan Tingfeng took out the four treasures of the study that he bought in the afternoon and placed them on the table in turn.

"Do you need me to help you with your ink?"

Gu Qixiao came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, saw that she was going to paint, and hurriedly wiped his hands on his clothes and walked over.