Cheng Xiaoyu felt a warm feeling in his heart. How could he not know why his boss did this? How could his brother not feel guilty while working hard outside and suffering from malnutrition?
"Okay, I'm not hungry yet. Let's have some porridge. You can go back and have a good sleep. I also promised someone to send me a machine. My life is pretty good these days. I'll take this opportunity to make more money.
, let’s buy some good things for the old man and old lady when we go home during the holidays, right?”
Xiong Wei nodded. The brother who worried him seemed to have grown up: "Don't be too tired. If you collapse from fatigue again, be careful and I will beat you." He gestured with his fists as big as casseroles.
Iron Fist was famous in Xinglong Village and even Longhai Town back then. Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and took a taxi back to his mobile phone repair shop in the university town after Xiong Wei paid the fare.
Neighbors who have been with each other for several years also asked thousands of people to ask after Cheng Xiaoyu came back. No matter how many of these are true or false, at least it was very warm to have so many people ask how he was when he returned home after being discharged from the hospital.
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"Daewoo, people have come to fix the phone in the past two days. I have explained it to them. There is also a fat girl who said she wants to see you." The fat girl in the convenience store lady's mouth is Wang Peipei. In the eyes of many nearby neighbors, she is
Before Cheng Xiaoyu's previous girlfriend met, he had thought of giving a red line to these two fat lesbians. Cheng Xiaoyu was not scared to death at that time. Anyway, as a man, he always has a pink fantasy in his heart, sitting on a big star model.
As well as beauties from all walks of life, if Wang Peipei... Although Wang Peipei is a very cute girl, Cheng Xiaoyu still breaks out in a cold sweat just thinking about it.
"I know, thank you everyone for making everyone worry."
After expressing his gratitude, Cheng Xiaoyu opened the rolling shutter door. The furnishings in the house were still the same as before. More than a dozen telephones were on the table. They were all neighbors. Eighteen hundred yuan would not allow some people to cross their moral boundaries. Besides, Cheng Xiaoyu had another
It's not that he won't come back.
The front door opens, the balcony window opens, the bedroom window opens, and the cool breath of the rainy day rushes into the house, quickly replacing the air that has accumulated in the house for a day and two nights.
"Hey, Daewoo, I just wanted to visit you. I saw that the store is open. Are you okay?" Wang Peipei held up a very trendy dual-purpose umbrella for sun protection and rain protection. If it is in the hands of a slim campus beauty, it will add a lot of charm.
To wipe the charm, if I put this in Wang Peipei's hands, I can only say, Umbrella, I have wronged you.
As if recalling the past, Cheng Xiaoyu unconsciously wanted to keep a distance from Wang Peipei. Everyone loves beauty. Although inner beauty is the most important, in today's society there are almost no people who do not pursue physical beauty.
"It's nothing, I'm just too tired. I rested in the hospital for two days and I feel much better." Cheng Xiaoyu stretched himself as he spoke, picked up the phone on the table, put it in the box and put it away, then lit a cigarette.
He took the cigarette case and raised it towards Wang Peipei.
The proportion of girls smoking is increasing year by year. This is a social phenomenon. Wang Peipei also smokes, but she is not in the mood at this time. She is about to be a senior and her family has arranged an internship unit. She will have less time in school next year.
Maybe I won't see this fat guy again.
To be honest, Wang Peipei has a crush on Cheng Xiaoyu, but her inferiority complex makes her disguise her inner feelings. Don’t ugly women have the right to fall in love? Yes, but few people give them this opportunity. Wang Peipei never dares to reveal it.
Little by little, she knew that Cheng Xiaoyu liked girls with good figures, but she was afraid that she would not be able to make friends with him. The most important thing was that good feelings were just good feelings, not any further thoughts.
"You want to go out?" Wang Peipei saw that Cheng Xiaoyu had no intention of chatting with her anymore, so she went out in the rain in vain.
"Go to Anhua to deliver a machine to someone else. How about you help me look after the store for a while?"
In fact, just when Wang Peipei wanted to say that she wanted to go to the city, Cheng Xiaoyu's words suddenly revealed her true thoughts.
"Go to hell, I wish I had the time to go back and lie down for a while. Anyway, your store doesn't have much business. It rained again today. It's like opening and closing the door." Wang Peipei stood up, opened her umbrella, opened the door and left.
The rainy days came and went. Cheng Xiaoyu found an umbrella from the corridor and took the car to Anhua. If before, he purely wanted to make money, now Cheng Xiaoyu has another idea in his heart, to repair more machines.
See how far energy can be stored.
At this moment, Cheng Xiaoyu is like getting a pet that can evolve in the game. In addition to using the pet to increase his attributes, he must also continue to cultivate the evolution of the pet and add more attributes to himself.
On rainy days, the Anhua second-hand mobile phone market seems to be much sluggish. Some of the scattered customers are just hanging out to avoid the rain. The proprietresses and shop assistants who usually compete for customers are too lazy to talk much, or they are playing with their phones and sending text messages to chat on QQ.
, or they are gathering together to chat about which shopping mall has discounts on clothes. And many mobile phone users can't stay outside in this weather, so they all gathered on the third floor. You can see them sitting around fighting landlords in every corner. Northeast
Red ten, the person who lost the golden flower, the sounds of smashing poker cards came and went, including some faint curses.
Brother Guang is holding a cigarette and fighting with two mobile phones to fight the landlord. It can be seen that he is playing a big game. The starting price is ten yuan, and the increase and kicking. One card and two bombs can easily make the family win or lose eighty. As a young man, Cheng Xiaoyu also
He is addicted to drugs, but he knows that he is not qualified to play this game. Even if he earns several thousand yuan a month, it is easy to lose his monthly income, let alone himself.
"Daewoo is here, how is the machine?" Brother Guang didn't ask Cheng Xiaoyu to come and play a few games, knowing that he would never participate. At most, Xiao Hongshi, who was very bored and had only one or two yuan to spend, could play for a while and look at his expression.
He was in good condition today, so he should have won. Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and took out the box containing the phone from his bag and said: "Thirteen phones, eight of them, and I have nothing to do with the rest."
"Oh!" Brother Guang's tone rose, and his attention turned from the cards in his hand to Cheng Xiaoyu. These thirteen machines have also been passed several times. There are some difficult-to-repair machines on the third floor. Everyone has experienced them.
It will be deemed scrapped only if it cannot be repaired. Originally, Brother Guang did not expect Cheng Xiaoyu to be able to repair it, and he really did not expect that he could repair the Eight Stages.
At this time, Sister Mei turned her attention away from her mobile phone. After receiving Xiaoyu's machine, she asked the waiter in the store to test the machine. The problems such as not turning on the machine, unable to make calls, no signal, etc. were all gone. She was amazed again and again. Brother Guang said
Looking at the man who had lost the most money in front of him, he said: "Shengzi, don't you have one at your place? They paid a maintenance fee that is almost equal to the value of the phone. All they want is to turn on the phone and read the phone book and show it to Daewoo. If you are not sure, just
Got it."
It's certainly annoying to lose a few hundred yuan, but for someone to offer a machine worth four thousand yuan to repair a phone just to retrieve the important phone book, you can really get back more than the money you lost, and also make a profit.
"Fat man, okay?" Pao Tou is a small, lean man with a colorful dragon pattern on his arm under his white short sleeves. He is also one of the few generals on the third floor. A bloody incident last year was caused by him.
And Qi, who has a son, is considered a celebrity in the circle, and has no interest in small retail investors like Cheng Xiaoyu. He glanced at him with strong doubts. If Brother Guang hadn't introduced him, he might not even be interested in talking to Cheng Xiaoyu. (To be continued)