"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Qianqian bumped into Xiao Zhiyuan, who seemed to be suddenly stunned, causing him to exclaim "Ah?" and open his mouth wide, and hurriedly saluted: "Master Nangong!"

Seeing his silly look, Yang Qianqian couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, nerd, which girl or young wife have you taken a fancy to? The ones who came to me today are all daughters of wealthy families. If you really pick the right one, you will be rich in the future!"

Looking at his dazed look just now, he had a look of surprise like someone who meets a "fairy" in a TV drama.

"Uh - boss, please stop making fun of me!" Xiao Zhiyuan shook his head seriously.

"Brother Qian... Hey, isn't this the new accountant you hired?" Over there, Nangong Yue'e had just come out from the back hall.

Today was the opening day of the Angel Beauty Center. She insisted on coming no matter what, regardless of the etiquette of a lady from a noble family, and came to the store in a sedan chair. As a result, Nangong Mo had to ask her to go to the back hall to "avoid suspicion".

But later on, seeing that there were quite a few young girls and wives coming, I simply didn't bother to care about her.

After all, this is a beauty center, and most of the visitors are women. Besides, Nangong Yue'e now has so few spots on her face that it can only be described as.

She has only a few cute freckles. Although she is not as beautiful as a fairy, she is not so ugly that it scares people. Now she looks like an ordinary seventeen-year-old girl.

Because she was arranged to go to the back hall, she didn't see Xiao Zhiyuan's "wonderful performance" at the door of the shop just now. However, she heard Lu'er Ruyue chattering about something, so she ran out out of curiosity.

Xiao Zhiyuan looked at her, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Yang Qianqian frowned. Why did this nerd always look so "expressionless"? He was almost as good-looking as the cold-faced killer Leng Yue. But after all, Leng Yue looked like a fairy, while this nerd looked really "stupid" at the moment.

"This is Master Nangong's jewel in the palm of his hand, Miss Nangong Yue'e!"

It is definitely an unwise choice to offend major shareholders. It is not too shameful to bow down occasionally for a few dollars as long as it is not a matter of principle.

Who says money is not everything, but living without money is absolutely impossible?

"Where are the account books in a shop usually kept? Let me take a look first. I hope I can get started as soon as possible!" Xiao Zhiyuan nodded at Nangong Yue'e, then turned his face away, looking like a "workaholic".

Yang Qianqian could only look at Nangong Yue'e apologetically: "Shopkeeper Xiao is more dedicated to his job, so just forgive him for being disrespectful to you, that's just his nature."

He lies as soon as he opens his mouth. They have only known each other for less than an hour. When did she know that "this is his personality"?

Yang Qianqian even despised herself, and took Xiao Zhiyuan with her to "familiarize herself with the business."

She was originally in charge of the account book, but she had a headache looking at the ancient numbers 1234, , , , and , , , , so she changed them to Arabic numerals .

I wrote 1-9 on the side and explained it to Xiao Zhiyuan. He opened his eyes wide and was very interested: "This way, it will be much more convenient."

"Besides, if it is written this way, only we can understand the account book, and we don't have to worry about leaks or anything like that!"

The purchase price of medicinal materials, the cost price of producing books, and many other prices are all trade secrets.

"good idea!"

Xiao Zhiyuan's eyes were twinkling, and at that moment Yang Qianqian suddenly felt that he was not that "nerdy" after all, he was very receptive to new things.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like