Chapter 1076

ad to admit that without Zhan Yichen as her backer, she would have more troubles. After all, she owes him too many favors.that guy is getting ruffian now, and she's going to be pinched to death by him...Chapter 1076

the business of her online store will get better and better.

"I've finished the plan. I just discussed it with Xiaojun. Take a look."

Shang Xiaofei took out the plan she had spent an evening working on from her bag and handed it to Hai Tong. "I'm also a rookie, but there are three of us, and we all say that three cobblers make a Zhuge Liang. We work hard together and make money together."

"Tong Tong, stop first, don't watch while doing, be careful to hurt your hand again."

the last time Haitong's hand was injured, Shang Xiaofei sent her to the hospital to bandage her. When she saw the blood, her legs were all weak, and the chili peppers, who were not afraid of heaven and earth, were afraid of seeing blood.

"Last time it was an accident."

Hai Tong did not admit that she was injured because of Zhan Yin, but she still paused her movements, took the plan made by Shang Xiaofei, looked at it carefully, and communicated with two friends from time to time.

"I haven't shown this plan to my eldest brother yet. I thought, we always have to go through it ourselves, and we can't rely on others for everything."

"I think your proposal is very good."

Shen Xiaojun praises the authentic tunnel.

Hai Tong said: "everyone's experience is accumulated little by little. I also talked to Mr. Zhan in my family. He asked me to do it boldly, and he gave me the background."

"I don't want him to cover me up. I want to show them my achievements."

Shang Xiaofei said with a smile, "I'm counting on you two to fly with me. You all have backers."

Hai Tong and Shen Xiaojun refuted her at the same time, and after that, all three laughed.

Shen Xiaojun pointed to Guancheng Middle School and said with ambition: "there are so many primary and secondary schools in Dongguan City, there are staff and students' canteens, and it is also a business opportunity. It depends on whether we have the ability to eat these fat meat."

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it was also a bloody way for her and Hai Tong to open a bookstore here.

Hai Tong fantasized: "I hope that one day, we can become the queen of sparse vegetables."

there are a large number of wasteland in various villages and towns in Dongguan. After they have tried the water, they will contract a large amount of land, so that the farmers can have a little rental income and do not have to waste so much land.

"bell."

Shen Xiaojun's cell phone rang.

she took out her cell phone and saw that it was Sunan, and she answered.

"Honey, get ready. I'll pick you up after work and we'll have dinner together." The warm and intoxicating voice of southern Jiangsu came from the

phone.

two friends looked at her with an ambiguous smile. Shen Xiaojun reached out and gently pinched Haitong and answered Sunan with a smile: "OK, you can come at any time, and I can go at any time."

Haitong is not going to attend the banquet until tomorrow night, so she can keep the store tonight.

Zhan Yin has social activities, and it is boring for Hai Tong to go home early, so he might as well stay in the store.

"I miss you so much. I really want to pull out the hour hand until the end of the day." Sunan speaks honeyed words much more smoothly than Zhan Yin.

Shen Xiaojun squeaks into his cell phone, which is very loud, to make sure that Sunan on the other side of the phone can hear you.

"I'll wait for you in the store. Get the job done quickly. Love you."

Sunan said happily, "I will finish the work as quickly as possible."

after the two people finished talking on the phone, Shen Xiaojun said to his two friends, "Men are also meant to be coaxed."

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