747. Chapter 747 The man wants to chase like this 9
"Can I get a discount?"
Jinghao looked at Liangchen's serious shopping appearance, so he brought his own shopping at home: "Sir, it's not allowed, there are no discounts recently."
"Then, can I swipe my card?" Liangchen said and took out his wallet from his pocket.
"Okay." Jing turned around and took the POS machine.
Liangchen handed the bank card to Jinghao Hao, who entered the amount, swiped the card, and then handed the POS machine to Liangchen: "Sir, please enter your password."
Liangchen stood there without moving.
Jing Haohao continued to remind him loudly.
Liangchen frowned and took down all the shopping shelves: "Okay, don't you remember the password of my bank card?"
Jing Haohao really didn't remember it. She blinked at Liangchen and said nothing.
Liangchen raised his hand with some disappointment and entered the password.
Jing Haohao sprinkled some gold powder on the bunch of flowers and handed them to Liangchen.
Liangchen took it, and the next second, he turned around and handed it to Jing Haohao: "This is for you."
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At seven o'clock in the evening, Jinghao took the bus to Jiangshan University on time.
At 10:30 at night, as soon as the alarm bell rang for the end of get out of class, Jing Haohao's cell phone rang. It was Liangchen calling, telling her that he was waiting for her at the school gate.
Then when Jing Haohao walked out of school, she realized that she had suggested that Liangchen not drive a luxury car to pick her up, but he really didn't drive a luxury car because he was riding a bicycle.
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When I was in college, Liangchen would often see boys riding bicycles and girls speeding by on the flat roads of the school.
At that time, he didn't have much emotion, but today, when he asked his assistant to buy a bicycle and ride over to pick up Jinghao an hour in advance, his heart was filled with expectations.
When Jing Hao Hao actually sat in the back seat of his car and put his arms around his waist, he found that this feeling was much more intimate and sweet than driving Jing Hao Hao in a luxury car.
On a spring night, the wind blows gently, and the good time carries Jinghao through the neon-lit streets of Jiangshan City.
Jing Haohao was sitting in the back seat of the car, and the light aroma of a man mixed with a slight smell of sweat reached her nose.
This smell was not unpleasant, but instead made her feel an inexplicable happiness in her heart.
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As always, every morning, I go to Jinghaohao's flower shop and buy a bouquet of flowers for Jinghaohao. Every evening, I ride my bicycle and wait at the gate of Jiangshan University on time to send Jinghaohao home.
A few days later, Jing Haohao felt that the flowers sent by Liangchen were a waste, so when people asked about the price, she simply sold the flowers at the original price.
The reason why Jinghao Haohao did this was actually to avoid having the opportunity to buy flowers for her, so as not to waste them.
As a result, when she told Liangchen about this, Liangchen looked calm and showed no reaction. The next day, she went to the flower shop and bought a bouquet of more expensive flowers.
So Jinghao Hao earned twice the price of a bouquet of flowers every day.
At the weekend, when she calculated the net profit for the week, she found that it had increased by a full RMB 5,000 compared to before.
Of the 5,000 yuan, 4,000 yuan was contributed by Liangchen.
Jing Hao stared at the extra money and couldn't help but wonder in her mind, was she being taken care of by a good person?