My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

Wenjing discovered that her sister was particularly good at talking to those customers.

"Oh, sister, you have such a good figure, this dress will definitely suit you. This dress makes you look very energetic and beautiful. Go back to the village and walk around. Who knows how many girls will envy you to death."

"Brother, this dress is very noble. Buy it for your wife. She will definitely like it. When she wears the dress you bought and walks around in her hometown, people will say that you have made a lot of money and you have raised your wife so well. It will be very impressive."

"Girl, look at my child. He looks so good in this dress. You can buy it and put it on your child and the effect will be the same. If you are still worried, bring your child here to try it on. You can buy it if you are satisfied."

"Beautiful lady, this dress is very popular this year. We didn't get many pieces of it. Now we only have two in stock. One is the one I'm wearing, and the other is brand new. If you miss it, someone else will buy it."

“…”

With Wenjuan's words of praise that touched their hearts, many customers who were originally hesitant suddenly paid for the products immediately after she said so. The sales volume soared, and the sales volume of the entire day yesterday could be achieved in just one morning.

Wen Jing was stunned when she looked at the accounts.

"Sister...you are really suitable for the sales industry."

Wen Juan said with a nostalgic look, "I learned this when I went to work in Shenzhen a few years ago. That's how the sisters who sell clothes sell them. They sell them in any way that attracts people's attention. I'm just average. They are much better at talking than I am."

Wen Jing was completely relieved. With such a capable sister around, there would be no problem selling these clothes.

There were fewer people at noon, and the two sisters' throats were sore from shouting all morning.

Wenjuan went to buy food, and Wenjing was not idle either. She squatted on the ground with Xu Ye and Wang Lele to sort out the messed up clothes.

When I looked up, I saw a bowl of steaming soup with some white and transparent lumps floating in it and two or three bright red dots dotted in between, which looked particularly beautiful.

"This is rock sugar and pear juice. Your throat will feel better if you drink some." A deep voice sounded above my head.

Wen Jing looked up and saw Fang Yanxin, with the light behind him, smiling at her brightly.

There was sincerity and warmth in those eyes, just like the warm sunshine behind him.

For a moment, Wen Jing felt her heart beating very fast.

But reason pulled her back.

He reached out to take the bowl and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

I took a sip from the bowl. It was neither hot nor cold, just the right taste. The sweet and moist taste immediately spread throughout my mouth, leaving a lasting and pleasant aftertaste on the tip of my tongue. The moment I swallowed it, my throat, which had been uncomfortable, instantly felt much more comfortable.

"tastes good."

Fang Yanxin was very happy to see her drinking with big gulps. He lifted the thermos in his hand and smiled dotingly, "And..."

The next moment, the entire thermos bucket was snatched away by Xu Ye, "Why didn't you bring two more bowls?" His tone was full of gunpowder.

Xu Ye was very impolite. He unscrewed the thermos, poured a little from the lid and took a sip.

After finishing, he smacked his lips and said, "Not bad, not bad. Your cooking skills for stinky fish have improved a lot."

"Would you like to have the whole braised pork elbow this afternoon?"

Wang Lele looked at it with curiosity.

Xu Ye's tone was full of gunpowder, and he kept praising the delicious food that others cooked.

Why is it so awkward?

Fang Yanxin has gotten used to Xu Ye being unwilling in his heart but praising him with words.

He snatched the thermos away unhappily and said, "If you want to eat, make it yourself."

Xu Ye immediately went to grab it, but Fang Yanxin lifted the thermos bucket to the other side and held it high. Xu Ye was not as tall as him and could not reach it.

Fang Yanxin was particularly malicious and pressed his head with his other hand to prevent him from jumping up.

Wang Lele was completely horrified.

What the hell, is there anyone who can take care of this evil brother of his?

Wen Juan came back with a big bag of lunch boxes and saw Xu Ye and Fang Yanxin fighting.

She had met Fang Yanxin twice, the first time in the hospital and the second time also in the hospital.

I used to think that this guy was a very nice person, but now that I know some of his things, all my good impressions of him have completely disappeared.

But...she can't hinder her sister from doing what she wants to do.

Immediately, he put on a warm smile and said, "Xiao Xin, right? Come on, come on, let's have a meal together."

Fang Yanxin didn't hesitate to grab Xu Ye's stool, sat down and ate obediently.

Xu Ye was so angry that he knew he couldn't push this stinky fish, so he used his skill of pretending to be pitiful, "Sister... He took my bench, and I have no place to sit."

Wen Jing had no choice but to give him the bench under her butt. Wang Lele noticed it and hurriedly moved two benches.

Xu Ye took the bench and looked at Fang Yanxin with a proud look on his face.

Fang Yanxin just treated him as a little brat and didn't bother with him.

After meal.

The flow of people in the market gradually increased.

Fang Yanxin offered to help sell clothes and even picked out a few pieces of clothing to change into behind the curtain.

A tall man with long legs, and a face that looks like Xiaobailong.

The originally ordinary men's clothing was made to look particularly stylish by him.

It turns out that the degree of fashion perfection depends on the face.

Before I even started shouting to sell clothes, a few middle-aged women came over.

At first I asked him how he sold the clothes he was wearing.

As he kept asking questions, something seemed wrong and he started asking if I had a partner.

Where do you work.

Where are you from?

Fang Yanxin was like Tang Monk who had entered the Kingdom of Women. He tried to push this one away but couldn't dodge that one. It was hard to describe how similar their fates were.

Xu Ye disliked Fang Yanxin at first, but when he saw that he was being entangled and couldn't get away, he burst into laughter.

"Deserve it!"

After a while, they couldn't laugh anymore. They didn't know what kind of magic Fang Yanxin had poured into these middle-aged women, and they all took out money to buy the same clothes he was wearing.

Wen Jing was so busy collecting the money that her hands were soft, she was smiling from ear to ear, and she praised Fang Yanxin a lot.

Well, now Xu Ye’s desire to win has been aroused again.

She took the initiative to run out and call out, and was very sweet-mouthed, calling me "beautiful" and "sister" left and right, asking people to buy snacks and other things.

There’s a distance between us and a cool handsome guy, but there’s no distance between us and a warm and hospitable handsome guy.

A group of sisters were called over, and the bolder ones teased them in various ways.

Xu Ye is not like Tang Monk like Fang Yanxin. He is as unrestrained as he can be and accepted the teasing of these people openly.

This made the sisters and girls laugh constantly, and they were willing to buy snacks, New Year pictures, couplets and so on.

It's true. There's a beautiful gold medal salesperson, two extremely handsome male models, and a guy who's very skillful in getting goods and running logistics.

The inventory was disappearing visibly.

Even the goods that were moved here today were sold out, so we had to run back to move more.

Wen Jing only needs to collect every penny carefully and take good care of An An.

Just as her hands were getting tired from counting the money, a slightly sharp male voice rang out.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're attracted to this kind of stuff?"