struggle in a small town

Chapter 62 Don't Contact Anymore
New stock has arrived.

When Lin Zhiyuan accompanied Zhang Xuejiao to the logistics company to pick up the goods, he was really shocked by the quantity.

Cubes of 3 meters in length, width and height are all goods to be taken away.

Zhang Xuejiao scratched her head in embarrassment: "It's cheap, so I ordered more styles."

It definitely wouldn't fit in the store, and it would be troublesome to take it home, so I had to take it to the garage and put it in an empty room.

When Liu Huifang saw it, she couldn't help feeling anxious: "When will so many be sold out?"

Zhang Xuejiao could only comfort her: "Take your time, it will always be sold out."

Pulling back is just the beginning.

Zhang Xuejiao sorted out the clothes that could be sold recently, arranged them, ironed them, and delivered them to the store.

I have to take it home to try it on and take pictures.

After working for three days in a row, I took a breather.

Lin Zhiyuan was also very tired.

He even had an idea, don't do anything else, just provide services to Xiaoxue.

However, as a man, he still wanted to make a fuss, so as not to be accused of being soft.

Although he doesn't care.

This morning it was rare to sleep until after eight o'clock. Zhang Xuejiao yawned and washed up, and started posting photos in the group at nine o'clock.

Lin Zhiyuan was a little later than her, seeing that she was busy, he didn't make trouble, and turned on the computer to continue with his own business.

The two of them each occupied a small space in the living room, both of them were clacking and typing on the keyboard, and neither of them affected the other.

Busy and busy, Zuo Ting called and said that the shop that made trouble behind quit, it really deserved it.

Zhang Xuejiao froze for a moment before realizing which one she was talking about.

If you don't do it, don't do it, what does it have to do with her?

Zuo Ting muttered sadly: "The business in the store has been bad these days, and there are no people there."

The store's business is not good, and Zuo Ting's achievements are low, so it's no wonder she doesn't bother.

Zhang Xuejiao checked the statistical table, and the clothes sold in the group, at least a day, were more than 3 yuan.

Do not check, I don’t know, I’m scared.

It turns out that everyone has such a big demand for home delivery.

After hanging up the phone, she walked to the sofa, and Lai sat down beside Lin Zhiyuan: "Do you think I still need to open a shop?"

"what happened?"

"Tingting said that the business in the store has deteriorated."

Lin Zhiyuan put the computer on the coffee table, and put his arms around her waist: "It's quite normal. There are few people shopping on weekdays, and some of the repeat customers bought it in the group."

"So should we close the shop?"

"You want to close?"

Zhang Xuejiao was very tangled.

The women's clothing store has been her painstaking effort over the years, and she has invested a lot of time and energy.

Thinking about turning it off, I really feel a little bit reluctant.

"Don't close it for the time being." Lin Zhiyuan helped her analyze: "Some people have doubts after seeing your photos, and may go to the store to try them on."

Zhang Xuejiao was hesitant at first, but after being persuaded by him like this, she became firm in her mind: "You are right, the basic disk cannot be lost."

Lin Zhiyuan glanced at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock: "What's for lunch?"

"I'll forget if you don't mention it." Zhang Xuejiao lazily didn't want to move: "Let the other side deliver it, I'm too lazy to cook."

"Okay." Lin Zhiyuan took out his mobile phone and found the takeaway number of the small restaurant opposite: "Two dishes, one soup?"

Zhang Xuejiao lay on his lap, leaning her neck to order: "Hot and sour potato shreds, boiled beef, and a corn soup."

After ordering takeaway, Lin Zhiyuan grabbed her finger and pinched it to play: "Is the online store finished?"

"Nope."

Zhang Xuejiao turned over, faced his stomach, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not Nezha, I don't have three heads and six arms."

"Nezha's surname is Li, why is no one calling him Li Nezha?"

Zhang Xuejiao was amused by him, and trembled with him.

"Li Jinzha, Li Muzha, Li Nezha."

Zhang Xuejiao seemed to have been tapped on the laugh point, and couldn't stop laughing.

Lin Zhiyuan ran along her hair: "It's like everyone in the village has lost all fairy spirit."

The two chatted and waited for the takeaway to relieve their fatigue from work.

While eating, Lin Zhiyuan's cell phone rang.

Zhang Xuejiao got closer and saw a string of phone numbers, but didn't take it seriously.

Lin Zhiyuan answered the phone casually, and before he could speak, he heard "Xiaoyuan" from the other side.

Hurry up and hang up, and pull the black.

Chewing some vegetables, Zhang Xuejiao glanced at him, probably guessing who was calling.

Really haunted.

Lin Zhiyuan put down his phone and continued to eat.

Within 2 minutes, another strange number called.

The two of them stared at the phone screen at the same time, like watching a time bomb, with heavy faces.

Lin Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to hang up, but Zhang Xuejiao took it in his hand first: "I'll pick it up."

"alright."

Zhang Xuejiao cleared her throat, and made out the most coquettish and pretentious voice, soft, sweet and greasy, with the laziness of just waking up: "Hey~"

There was no movement on the other side.

Zhang Xuejiao groaned in a daze on purpose: "Huh? Who are you looking for~"

The other side hung up.

Lin Zhiyuan was dumbfounded.

Even in the most intimate moments, he had never seen Xiaoxue like this.

Zhang Xuejiao snorted coldly and pressed the phone off, with cruel words in her mouth: "What's the matter with you if my old lady is flirting!"

Lin Zhiyuan felt itchy in his heart, and stretched out his hand to pinch her chin and rubbed it lightly: "Say a few more words for my husband to listen to."

"Get out!" Zhang Xue gave him a tender look: "It's all your fault, you still have to pay"

The phone rang again.

Still a string of numbers.

Zhang Xuejiao repeated her old tricks, even more coquettish than before: "Hey~ who are you looking for~"

An exasperated female voice came from the opposite side: "Let Lin Zhiyuan answer the phone!"

Lin Zhiyuan made a lip-synch, and it was indeed Wang Mengyun.

"Huh?" Zhang Xuejiao held back her anger, and still answered delicately: "I'm looking for my husband~ He hasn't woken up yet, so I'll call for you~"

Lin Zhiyuan was looking forward to it.

Zhang Xuejiao looked at him fiercely, but her tone was gentle and soft: "Husband~husband~someone is looking for you~"

This was the first time she called Lin Zhiyuan her husband.

Sweet and greasy, Lin Zhiyuan felt like he was going to float.

Zhang Xuejiao gritted her teeth and brought the phone close to him, silently reminding: Speak!

Lin Zhiyuan knew that it was time to test himself, so he pretended to just wake up: "What's wrong with my wife?"

"A girl is looking for you~"

Lin Zhiyuan returned to his normal voice and turned to the phone: "Who is it?"

"Xiao Yuan."

"What's up?"

Wang Mengyun cried and cried: "Why did you block me? I called you a lot, did you ignore me?"

Zhang Xuejiao's face became more and more ugly.

This girl really deserves a beating.

How dare Lin Zhiyuan talk nonsense?

"I'm getting married, don't contact me anymore."

"Didn't you say you would take care of me for the rest of your life? How can you get married?"

Wang Mengyun was sobbing, as if he was complaining about the wrongdoer.

Zhang Xuejiao broke the disposable chopsticks.

Lin Zhiyuan sighed: "I'll take care of myself, goodbye."

Hang up, pull black.

Zhang Xuejiao asked gloomily, "Take care of me for a lifetime?"

"You're young and ignorant, you're talking nonsense." Lin Zhiyuan stood up and walked to the kitchen: "Bring you a pair of chopsticks."

Zhang Xuejiao picked up his mobile phone bitterly, clicked on the blacklist, and there was a long list of phone numbers marked "Wang Mengyun".

Adding those two just now, the number is astonishing.

Lin Zhiyuan came back with chopsticks: "Let's eat."

Zhang Xuejiao ignored him, clicked on the address book, and the first thing in the list was "Love Wife", and it was her own number, which made her feel more comfortable.

Hmph, you're smart!

(End of this chapter)