On Yang Lin's side.
After working so hard that he was covered in sweat.
Finally, the deal was settled.
A whole set of paper survived, along with some small items.
He made a total of more than 4,000 yuan in business.
It was a big deal.
Excluding the cost, he could basically earn more than 1,000 yuan.
This was a considerable amount of income for his small shop.
"Boss, if we can do this kind of business every day, we can earn tens of thousands of yuan every month.”
Because the customer paid in cash,
Lin Xiaoxiao was so excited that her face turned red as she counted the thick stack of notes
.
They were all red hundred-yuan bills.
She had rarely seen so much cash.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Your boss, I, will be earning a million yuan a month in the future.”
"Look at how happy you are with this little money.”
"Give me a few first. I'll go buy some decent clothes.”
He extended his hand to Lin Xiaoxiao.
"No!"
Lin Xiaoxiao quickly put the money into the drawer, locked the
door, and put the key in her pocket.
"Hey, hey, hey, you're the boss.”
Yang Lin rolled up his sleeves and pulled a long face.
But Lin Xiaoxiao was not afraid of him at all.
"This is what you said, Boss. I'm responsible for all the business income, and I have the final say on the expenditure.”
"Uh…" For
a moment, Yang Lin was speechless.
He seemed to have said something like that.
He had used his skills in palm reading to read his own.
Porcelain was truly a sign of leaking money.
Moreover, it was the kind of money that could not be solved.
In other words, if the money was in his hands, it would take less than three days.
He would definitely lose money because of something.
He couldn't help but believe it.
It had been verified by facts.
He remembered that there was once when
he made a big deal like today and earned 3,000 yuan.
Then, she happily took the money out to buy clothes.
In the end, after taking a few steps, an old woman fell beside him.
She grabbed his pants and insisted that he was the one who hit her.
There were no surveillance cameras around, but there were many onlookers.
No matter how eloquent Yang Lin was, everyone was skeptical.
More and more people started to criticize him.
Helpless, he could only choose to spend money to avoid disaster.
Alright.
Three thousand yuan, not a single cent more, not a single cent less.
They were all swept up by the old woman and then disappeared without a trace.
Yang Lin was left alone in the wind.
Since then, he had set a rule for Lin Xiaoxiao.
In the future, whether it was business funds or other additional income.
Lin Xiaoxiao was in charge of everything, not him.
"You say that, but if you give me 200 yuan, I can buy a t-shirt, right?”
Yang Lin retracted his hand and said helplessly.
"No, this money is still used to pay the utility bill. The rent is also about to be paid. This is not enough.”
Lin Xiaoxiao touched her pocket, feeling a little uneasy about putting the key in it.
He simply took it out again and stuffed it into his collar.
After stuffing it into her mouth, she even patted the little bag that wasn't developing well.
After giving Yang Lin a look that told him to come and get it if he had the guts, he left.
Yang Lin was dumbfounded.
This little girl didn't even have a pocket to store things in.
Awesome.
Helpless, he could only give up the idea of buying a T-shirt
and sit in front of the counter.
He took out his phone and turned on the music.
As soon as he opened it, he saw a series of red dots appearing at the bottom of the screen.
"F * ck, am I popular?"
Yang Lin was dumbfounded.
He took a closer look and read,
[Karayan's brother-in-law and 330 other people liked your comment.]”
"122 people including Z Wuhen have replied to your comment.”
Good heavens, it turned out that he did not have fire.
It should be because of his message.
Yang Lin clicked on it casually and jumped to the video of "Super pot-bellied.
""Brother, you're a little unethical. How can you leave a message like this?"”
"Isn't this cursing others to death? Why don't you die first?"
"My big brother is still magnanimous. He even pinned your comment to the top.”
"Nowadays, even people who do business with S people dare to be so brazen?”
"This operation, f * ck, I give you a thumbs up.”
"My second uncle is drunk. I don't even help him up.”
"Tower Lord knows how to do business.”
"Is there a possibility that the OP can really predict death?”
"The previous poster must have read too many novels. He even predicted death.”
"That's right, idiot. This is reality, not a novel.”
"The person above knows how to be funny."
"I'll come tomorrow to see if Brother Stomach is still around.”
"Eye
1."
Looking at the comments of the netizens, Yang Lin smiled.
He didn't care about those who cursed him directly.
As a joke with hundreds of millions of users.
Naturally, there were all kinds of people.
It was not surprising.
However, it could be seen from the comments left by the netizens.
The netizens and fans of "Brother Belly"
did not believe it.
But…
Yang Lin looked at the line of transparent words in his field of vision and
felt a little wronged.
I'm really here to do business.
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