"Dong dong dong", Zhao Song was woken up by the knock on the door in Xiaohe West Road shop, holding his waist, taking small steps with bowed legs, and moved to the door.
Boss Song, a second-hand furniture dealer in West Thirteenth Banner (congratulations on his surname), was startled when he saw Zhao Song who opened the door.
"Brother, did you run away from the fox's den?"
"A vixen." Looking at Boss Song who was looking around, Zhao Song said angrily: "Don't look at it. The vixen sucked the yang energy and stayed with you?"
"Haha, what are you going to do, brother?" Boss Song returned to the topic.
"Demolish the old houses into rough houses and use your workmen to do it! This includes garbage removal. There must be no garbage left on the street near the river." Zhao Song thought for a while and added: "The walls and floors must be demolished to the concrete layer."
In addition to selling second-hand furniture, Boss Song also takes on office work projects. Such a business partner who has just met and has cooperated with him more and more will not cheat him.
After carefully measuring the room with a tape measure, Boss Song thought for a while and said: "The computer desk and bar counter are all made by old people. They can't be sold. I have to find a place to throw them away."
Zhao Song nodded in approval.
"My main team will have three days starting from the day after tomorrow, 3000, three days to recover, including professional muck trucks, to ensure that no one will cause trouble."
Zhao Song saw Boss Song's main team, all of them were masters who worked quickly. He was immediately overjoyed and quickly gave Boss Song a deposit. After 10 years, if he wanted such a master to decorate him, there would be no place to find him.
They all went to the workwear market to make a lot of money.
After handing the key to Boss Song, Zhao Song drove Jinbei to Zhonghai Market.
After a one-night fling with Sister Yu, Zhao Song didn't care who was dating whom, and he was enjoying himself. A sultry otaku of fifteen years, Zhao Song was so sexy that he didn't control it too much. For no reason, Zhao Song had an action movie on his computer in his previous life
The unit of measurement for quantity is not GB, but one, a series of hard drives. If such a person has the opportunity to waste money, no one can control it. It’s like Yuanyuan has money.
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"Uncle Hong, do you know how to secretly take photos? Well, take a few children outside the west gate of Zhonghai. Okay, thank you, Uncle Hong. I will develop them after taking the photos and give them to the mutual aid group for missing children organized by our street. They will keep the photos for a short time.
It spread throughout the country."
"Don't worry, Uncle Hong. No one is bullying me. I'm a little suspicious. The child's lips are purple from the cold... Thank you, Uncle Hong. Goodbye."
Zhao Song put down the phone and looked at the woman who just walked in front of him.
With money, Yuanyuan is getting richer and richer. Looking at her clothes, you can tell that this girl has developed from a boutique shop on the roadside to a shopping mall.
"Zhao Song, how much memory do you have out of 32M?"
"Sister Yuanyuan, you were calling me brother Zhao Song two days ago."
"Pfft!" Ding Tao fled the scene.
"I'll cover the rest for you, the high market price is RMB 20." Yuanyuan became increasingly impatient.
Zhao Song, with dark circles under his eyes, looked at the girl in front of him carefully and said to himself: "Zhao Song, remember this girl. People should be the manipulator of desire and should not be manipulated by desire; Zhao Song, remember this girl."
, without you, she may have another life, I don’t know whether it is good or bad for her? "
"Sister Yuanyuan, please release the goods, you have already made a lot of money."
Yuanyuan no longer looked as arrogant as before. She shook her head and said, "Uncle Er and the others won't come out until they meet the deadline."
"Zhao Song, I'm not stupid. I understand what you mean. The technology company's new products will be released in the next few days, but you also forgot." Yuanyuan seemed to encourage herself and turned up the volume: "Government procurement has begun.
Got it!"
"What do you do with brand-name computers? Assemble computers for government procurement?"
"Second uncle has inside information..."
"Insider information is all for fools! Yuanyuan, I have no more memory. I have released more than 1,000 of them. The merchants of China Overseas, including me, must live. You should not run out of stock! Since the stock is out of stock,
You have to suffer the consequences.”
"Yuanyuan, I can't understand this K-line chart, and I don't see any consequences. Maybe you can make a lot of money. I only know that the memory will definitely decrease, and there must be a takeover. I hope that this person
It's not you. I won't deliver it!" After saying that, he ignored her. There were two computers that he needed to deliver in person to Senior Qingtian from Beijing University.
The merchants in the China Overseas Market found out that the amount of 32M memory is a bit beyond imagination. It cannot affect the rise or fall of the memory, but it can allow all China Overseas merchants to light up their computers.
A small motherboard is like a person's facial features. It is incomplete without any accessory.
Sister Dada's Jiaming Technology found a whole box of brand-new memory that did not appear on the inventory during inventory. Although it was also 32M, it filled the entire counter of Jiaming in the East Gate of China Shipping and gave it to all the vendors.
A lot of confidence.
China Shipping's security guards began to set up a barrier outside the door, and some merchants were threatened and beaten.
Director Qin has called the police twice, but the police are sometimes helpless. These people may be baggage carriers, part-time workers, or just idlers looking for work. As long as they are not caught, no one can
What to do with them.
Han Bing, who had an old look on his face, was still squatting on the ground smoking, with no window above his head.
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Qingtian was not around, so Wenjing went downstairs to take him into the girls' dormitory.
After quickly installing the computer, Zhao Song wanted to say goodbye. These days, most college girls cherish themselves very much, and Zhao Song would not dare to come to campus no matter how promiscuous they are.
"Zhao Song, drink some water." It's still the cartoon cup, still the quiet girl, with the Cartier blue balloon exposed on her white wrist.
Zhao Song trembled: "That senior sister, I'm not thirsty, that..."
Such a girl, you pursue hard, fall in love, vow to each other, and in the end either get married and have children, or hurt each other and suffer for a long time. This is the legendary good girl.
Zhao Song, who has been tortured by fifteen years of real life, cannot afford such an emotional drama, nor does he want to play it, let alone hurt anyone. Zhao Song's goal is to find someone who is more open-minded (green tea bitch).
"Zhao Song, you didn't drink last time either."
His hands were shaking a little, but Zhao Song took a sip from the cup and said, "Thank you, senior sister."
"My name is Wen Jing."
"Thank you, Senior Sister Wen Jing."
"Zhao Song, if nothing happens, can I go to your Zhonghai counter to find you?"
Zhao Song looked at her quietly, "Senior, what do you want to do? Can you explain it to me?"
Wen Jing's face was almost red and dripping with tears: "In two months, I will go to the Ivy League School in Eagle Country to study for a Ph.D."
Zhao Song frowned and looked at her, is this girl showing off?
"I am 23 this year..."
She just shows off!!! Zhao Song thinks about it that she didn’t graduate from college until she was 23.
"I haven't been in love yet until I saw you that day."
"I'm not handsome. Do you like the handsome guy in the photo that day? Let me introduce him to you."
"Are you serious? You didn't even let it touch such a heavy monitor and such a messy dormitory. Serious boys are very good-looking."
Is this a phobia of loneliness before going abroad? Zhao Song has a headache.
"Senior Wen Jing, as you have seen, I am also quite busy today."
Wen Jing suddenly laughed and said, "Zhao Song, I'm not a fool. I've seen a lot of bad things at home. I just want to make friends with you."
Thinking about the watch on her wrist, Zhao Song nodded and said: "Senior Wen Jing, if you are free in the past two months, you can come to see me. I am usually only available in the afternoon."
This girl just wants to show off to him. If she really comes, she will be a free counter girl!
Zhao Song rode a tricycle and drove toward the east gate of Beijing University.