The owner of the lily shop at the end of Liuliqiao South Street had changed. It was Qiao Liansheng, a farmer from Lugou Village. No one was surprised, except Ma Houwen and Qiao Liansheng. The number of people who knew Qiao Liansheng on this street could be counted on one hand. Ma Houwen was one of them, and perhaps the mother and son who rented the house next door were also considered acquaintances.
When Ma Houwen asked about the name of the original owner of the flower shop and his background, Qiao Liansheng couldn't answer. She took out a piece of paper with a string of phone numbers written on it. She was at a loss and felt a little guilty. The owner of this phone number could be considered Mao Lian Sheng's benefactor, but he didn't even know the person's name. This wasn't something that could be explained and forgiven with just the word " wooden ".
Sitting at the table in the lily shop, Mao Lian Sheng felt that he had to be ambitious, and he couldn't be small. Perhaps he could get the swan that was flying in front of him. Although it was a little greedy, it was still an ideal. With an ideal, one wouldn't be lost. Qiao Lian understood that this was called turning pressure into motivation. It was a cliché saying, but it was the truth.
Ma Houwen, who had always thought that Qiao Liansheng was indebted to him for paying him a thousand yuan a month, was busy with everything. He completely treated himself as the boss of the flower shop, while Qiao Liansheng was like a waitress working in a flower shop.
With this flower shop, Qiao Liansheng no longer did the immoral business of collecting monthly payments. Every morning, she would wake up and go to the address given by the flower shop lady to stock up. Every time, she would not stock up much. Sometimes, she would not even stock up as much as other people who bought from retail stores.
The boss of the wholesale store was a man in his thirties. He was very friendly, at least to Qiao Liansheng. This boss was tall and sturdy, but his skin was unbelievably fair and tender. He had a square face and looked very righteous. In Qiao Liansheng's understanding, people with a square face had to be righteous. This was how it was portrayed on television.
Qiao Liansheng had too little stock, so the boss of the wholesale store had never said anything. The price was still the wholesale price, not one cent higher or one cent lower.
Qiao Lian felt bad, so she would often go to the cigarette store south of Liuliqiao to buy a box of cigarettes. It was not expensive, only ten yuan. When she took out a cigarette and handed it to the wholesale store owner, Qiao Liansheng would always think of the aunt in the cigarette store who was pouting and looking indifferent.
Qiao Liansheng knew that there were many cigarettes in the cigarette shop that cost 20, 40, or even hundreds of dollars. The cigarettes that cost 10 dollars were indeed low-end, and they were given to the boss of a wholesale shop. It was very shabby, just like what he was wearing now. However, Qiao Liansheng gave them out very steadily, without being delicate or pretentious.
The boss of the wholesale store was called Chen Jiude. He had never rejected the cigarettes that Qiao Liansheng gave out. Moreover, he always lit them in his mouth in front of Qiao Liansheng and smoked them all the way to the end. It was as if he was expressing his stance and standing on Qiao Liansheng's side.
The flower shop's business wasn't as good as he had imagined. This could be seen from how much Qiao Liansheng bought. As a student, Qiao Liansheng had never paid attention to such details. Buying and selling goods was his entire life. He worked very diligently and steadily.
Ma Houwen was different. Other than talking to the customers in the flower shop with his hands behind his back, he would also do the immoral thing of collecting monthly offerings late at night. He said that he would feel uneasy if he did not do this for a day. As for why he felt uneasy, Ma Houwen did not explain.
It meant that one had to open at least seven apertures in order to be considered a beginner. Qiao Liansheng, who had not even touched the door of half an aperture, was not even close to the edge of doing business.
Qiao Liansheng knew the depth of business and had always wanted to find someone to humbly ask for advice. Speaking of asking for advice, Ma Houwen raised his head and patted the ribs that were probably not even two liang thick." I'll do it. It's just lilies!" Our Old Ma family's ancestor was a gardener after all. If he didn't do this kind of work well, our ancestor's face would be smeared black!”
Qiao Liansheng didn't curse out loud. He couldn't be bothered to curse. After following Ma Houwen for more than two months, Qiao Liansheng knew very well what he was capable of. The matter of not paying taxes was indeed like fire, but it was not related to real martial arts at all.
Chen Jiude was in the wholesale business. Qiao Liansheng guessed that she wouldn't be able to get the scriptures from him, so she scratched her head and finally aimed at the young lady boss of the small restaurant opposite. He knew the lady boss. She lived next door to the house that Ma Houwen rented.
The lady boss was young. Her name on the ID card was Zhang Laomei. It was said that the older she got, the more beautiful she became. No one believed it. The lady boss applied a layer of rouge on her face and said with her hands on her hips,"Whether she's beautiful or not, no one will know!" In fact, the lady boss was quite pretty. Occasionally, she would come to the flower shop with her fat butt, but she never bought anything. She would only mumble,"When someone gives me a few flowers, I'll go up and give them a few mouthfuls!”
His words made the few old bachelors on the street eager to move, but they could not bring themselves to do so. They would rather visit the hair salon not far away every few days.
People who didn't know the boss's background would think that the boss was having an affair. However, everyone on the street knew that the boss was single now. She was twenty-nine years old and had a little boy under her. It was said that he was the child of a freight driver. As for the truth, the boss knew best. Even Sanba couldn't find out the truth.
The restaurant owned by the lady boss was the most popular restaurant on the street. When it was mealtime, a large number of people would rush in. A few aunties who ran the shop often pointed at her in private, saying that this old American could only rely on her passable face to attract business. Who knew what kind of bewitching soup she had fed to the group of old bachelors, but they were not tired of eating every day! There was jealousy in these words, but no one argued about it.
The boss's wife's child was called Zhang Bastard Yong. Such a rare name had been discussed by the people on the street for a long time. Wang Mazi, who had a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes next to the flower shop, often held the little wimp's hand and teased him," Bastard Yong, if you admit that your mother gave you this cheap name because she was venting her anger on you, Uncle Wang will give you a roasted sweet potato to eat."”
The little wimp opened his mouth and spat on Wang Mazi. He glared at him with his childish eyes and scolded,"You're the one with a f * cking cheap name. Your entire family has cheap names!”
Their stubborn attitude always caused a burst of laughter. No one knew what they were laughing at. Qiao Lian felt that they were not laughing at Wang Mazi or Zhang Yong, but at the lady boss who had never spoken up to refute them.
Zhang Xianyong was now in the sixth grade. Being mischievous was far from being able to describe his personality. The school's form teacher often brought him to complain to the boss's wife. There were countless things like peeing on girls, taking off girls 'pants, fighting in groups, and so on.
This kid still held his head high in front of the teacher and the lady boss, looking especially smug. Once the form teacher left, this kid ran to the flower shop to look for Qiao Liansheng, boasting that he had taken off all the girls 'pants in the class.
"Then what are you going to do next?" Qiao Liansheng asked in amusement.
"Take off my form teacher's clothes!" The kid's expression remained unchanged as he pointed at his teacher who had just come out of his restaurant and patted his chest arrogantly.
Qiao Liansheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry at his words. However, he couldn't help but look in the direction that the kid was pointing at. It was a woman who looked to be around 23 or 24 years old. She wore a pair of glasses and had exquisite facial features and a beautiful figure. Her figure was so perfect that even women would be envious of her.
"Pretty, right? This was a mature woman, a young girl could not compare to her. Therefore, taking off her pants was the most satisfying!”Zhang Xianyong was a mischievous person, and his smile was even more shriveled than Ma Houwen's face.
"Aiyo, f * ck! Little b * tch, you have extraordinary guts! He's almost as arrogant as I was when I was young! Let me tell you, when you take off her pants, you must ask me to go and see! We can't miss this shot." Ma Houwen, who came from his residence, heard Zhang Xianyong's bold words as soon as he entered the door. He immediately put on a withered smile to show his admiration.
Zhang Xianyong pursed his lips and glanced at Ma Houwen disdainfully. He said disdainfully,"Go away! My mother said that you're not a good person and only know how to do despicable things! If you want to see, I'll only bring Brother Qiao to see it!”
Ma Houwen was stunned, then he waved his hand impatiently." Go away! You little bachelor, what do you know! Go play with your balls! It's not even as big as a pigeon's egg and you're already packing it? Can you even pack it?!”
Zhang Xianyong was not convinced. He put his hands on his hips and started arguing with Ma Houwen. Qiao Liansheng smiled and shook his head. He walked out of the flower shop and headed to the restaurant opposite, wanting to get some business tips.
South of Liu Li Qiao, on a street that belonged to the common people, Qiao Liansheng did not want to live a clean life, nor did he want to live like this for the rest of his life. He still wanted to jump around and catch the swan that was already flying low in front of him.
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