Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

Some time ago, after returning home, Wanxing went to the orphanage when she was a child. Unfortunately, after coming back, the orphanage was gone, and she lost contact with the aunt.

Han Qiao ran intimately took the evening star's hand, "long time no see, how are you now?"

"Not bad." The evening star smiles, and then looks at the brand of the women's clothing store, "sister Qiao ran, do you work here?"

"Well." Han Qiao ran nodded, "I've graduated, so I came out to find a job."

"Graduated?" Wanxing is a little surprised, because Han qiaoran is only a few months older than herself. At this age, she should be in college.

"My mother's health has been bad, so after the college entrance examination, I did not continue to study in University."

"What happened to Aunt Dean? Is that all right? "

Han Qiao ran lowered her eyes and suddenly laughed at the evening star. "In fact, it's nothing. If you have time, you can come to see her. I think she will be very happy. My mother has been talking about you for the past two years."

Wanxing's heart warms up, and Han qiaoran adds a wechat to each other, and makes an agreement to go home to visit her after work.

Having nothing to do, Wanxing strolls around the store and finds that it is a special counter integrating many international brands. Many clothes are so expensive that ordinary people smack their tongue.

Watching dreamer's new clothes also be placed there, the evening star stood by and looked.

"Pretty, isn't it?" Han qiaoran put her hands behind her. "I like this dress very much, but I have no money to buy it. Let alone I buy it. If a customer buys it, I can earn a lot of commission."

There are other clerks next to Han qiaoran joking, "don't mention this dress, you first put those stalls you usually wear out."

Although Han qiaoran said that she was poor, her colleagues still laughed and satirized her. When she was wearing stall clothes, her self-esteem was a little lost.

Evening star see, one breath picked several clothes, "these I want."

Han shaoran looked at her in surprise, "evening star, you..."

Just the clothes she picked for the past few years, hundreds of thousands of them!

Other shop assistants were also silly. Han shaoran's rhythm today is that she gets a soft hand with a commission.

In the eyes of envy, jealousy and hatred of a group of shop assistants, Han Qiao ran opened the order.

Unexpectedly, the clothes are all packed. Han qiaoran hands the shopping bag to Wanxing, but the girl doesn't pick it up.

"I bought it for you."

Han Qiao ran was completely stunned.

Other clerks: I wipe!

Hundreds of thousands of clothes without blinking an eye?!

Qiao Ran is such a good friend!

Why don't they have such friends?!

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On the other side.

Mo insisted on sitting at his desk, one hand loosely supporting his side face, the other hand constantly rotating the mobile phone.

The warm orange light of the setting sun cast a silhouette on his face.

"Mo Shao, this is the express document just received this afternoon. It shows that you must dismantle it yourself." Assistant Jane stood aside and said.

Mo insisted on indifference, eyelids did not lift, "put it."

Jane's assistant looked at him and said, "is mo Shao thinking about Miss Ning? Why don't you call her? "

The man sat up straight and glared at Jane, "want to die? How dare you ask more about me? "