She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Song Zhisheng quickly shook these thoughts off, picked up the flowers and started to wrap them like a guilty thief.

She just wants money, and doesn't want to think about anything else.

Song Zhisheng is in a dating variety show, facing four extremely outstanding male guests. He reminds himself every day to keep his heart and not to be self-indulgent and cause trouble.

She doesn't have the aura of a protagonist. If she is not careful and falls in love with him, she will not have the chance to pursue him and will not make any money, which will be a huge loss.

She is young and beautiful.

When you make enough money and leave the dating show, you can find anyone you want and it will be just a matter of saying yes.

Song Zhisheng calmed himself down, warned himself not to be so self-indulgent, and then continued to wrap the flowers slowly.

Mo Jinyan stared at her back for a few seconds, wondering why Song Zhisheng started making flowers again.

Didn’t she say that what was on the cart was enough to sell?

Although he didn't understand, he felt that since Song Zhisheng did this, she must have her reasons.

He stood up and hid what he wanted to say, thinking that it would be better to ask someone to say it after this period was over.

He hadn't been thinking clearly just now, and now that he thought about it carefully, it didn't seem appropriate to say it directly.

Mo Jinyan walked forward two steps and stood on the left side of Song Zhisheng, where he had stood during the busy morning.

Without saying anything, he silently picked up the flowers and wrapped them together.

The atmosphere in the shop is quiet, but the feeling of alienation is much less.

Director Li looked at the big screen in front of him, feeling happy and complicated.

He could clearly see Mo Jinyan's gaze that followed people silently.

Director Li sighed softly, it seemed that he needed to prepare for the fourth love line.

There were only four male guests in total, but Song Zhisheng alone took care of all the love lines.

In such an exciting Shura field, he was afraid that he would not be able to handle it if he was not careful.

Director Li tapped the table unconsciously with his hands, frowning and thinking, what should the other female guests do now?

Director Li looked at other cameras.

In the noodle shop run by Meng Changyao and Lu Nanchen, the weather was hot and there were finally not so many customers.

Meng Changyao looked at the scattered guests sitting there and felt relieved. He could finally take a breath.

After she paid the bill for the customer, she sat on a chair to rest.

Lu Nanchen was wearing an apron. He lowered his eyes and put the bowls on the empty table together and took them to the back kitchen. Then he came out with a rag and wiped the table.

He did not make eye contact with anyone during the movements and appeared very calm.

Meng Changyao sat on the chair, her eyes involuntarily falling on him as he moved.

Zhisheng said that Lu Nanchen is a mysophobe.

He hates objects that have been touched by others, and he hates physical contact even more.

This situation was so serious that Meng Changyao was at a loss for a moment when she found out in the morning that they were running a noodle shop.

Some don’t know what to do.

But I didn't expect that Lu Nanchen didn't say anything. He served food, washed dishes, and wiped the table. He did everything.

With those skillful movements, how can he be like someone with mysophobia?

Meng Changyao even feels a little ashamed when he is slow.

The only time Lu Nanchen made her clearly aware of his mysophobia was when someone came to eat and patted him on the shoulder when Lu Nanchen served him the food.

Meng Changyao happened to be cleaning the table in front of Lu Nanchen's right at that time. When she raised her eyes, she saw the disgust in Lu Nanchen's eyes.

Although that look only lasted for a moment, she was definitely not wrong.

From then on, she controlled the distance between herself and Lu Nanchen even more, always standing neither too close nor too far from him.

Neither unfamiliar nor close.

Meng Changyao withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to count the money he had earned from morning till now, which was almost a thousand yuan.

At least I won’t be at the bottom.

She put the money away, stood up again, and went to the kitchen to wash the accumulated dishes.

The two of them divided the work and worked together, but didn't say much.

Director Li shook his head and looked to the other side.

Business in the clothing store is booming at this time.

There were more than twenty young girls crowded in the small shop.

The girls looked at Ji Ning and Fu Linxing with shining eyes, their eyes more like they were looking at the people rather than the clothes.

Fu Linxing has been handsome since he was a child, and he is used to being looked at in this way. He behaved very naturally, except that he did not smile like he did when facing Song Zhisheng. He looked cool.

"The clothes on the models over there are the same as mine. They were all matched by her. You can take a look at them."

Fu Linxing raised his eyes slightly and said nothing more.

"Okay, okay, we'll definitely take a closer look!"

A girl bravely responded enthusiastically, looking at Fu Linxing for a long time. The more she looked, the brighter her eyes became, and her expression was very excited.

The body proportions are so good, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs. She will look good in anything she wears.

When did they have such a handsome man here!

It's really pleasing to the eyes.

A dozen little girls stared at Fu Linxing, their faces excited but their eyes shy.

Finally, they happily bought several sets of clothes each in front of the beauty.

The owner marked the price of each piece of clothing. Ji Ning quickly collected the money and took out bags to pack the clothes for them.

In this way, their group easily took the lead and became the first.

Ji Ning's eyes softened a little, and she handed the bag to the girl in front of her, saying in a cold voice, "Welcome to visit us next time."

The little girl, whose eyes were originally glued to Fu Linxing, turned red instantly after looking into her eyes, as ripe as a tomato.

Ji Ning's cold appearance matched with her gentle eyes at this moment, the contrast doubled her charm and immediately attracted the girl.

The cold voice echoed in the girl's mind, and she felt a little dizzy.

The girl reached out to take the bag, blushed and stammered out a word of thanks, then turned around, pushed open the door and ran away.

Ji Ning looked over there with some confusion, wondering why the girl blushed so much in front of her since they were both girls.

Before she could figure it out, another girl spoke in a weak voice.

"Sister, these clothes are mine. Please pay."

When Ji Ning looked over, she found that the girl was also looking at her with a red face. After her gaze fell on her, the other party immediately looked away in panic.

"it is good."

Ji Ning, who was not aware of her own charm, spoke and checked out the customers in the store one by one.

After a group of girls left reluctantly, Fu Linxing looked at the money he had earned and raised his eyebrows.

It looked like a lot, but he had no idea how much it was and wasn't sure if he could beat other stores.

He looked up and asked Ji Ning:

"Are we now ahead of other stores?"

Ji Ning thought for a moment and nodded.

"If this momentum continues, the first place should be stable."

Clothing stores have business, and it is easy to catch up with other stores.

There was a smile in Fu Linxing's eyes, and he was really happy now.

If he won first place, Song Zhisheng would probably look at him with admiration and give him a second look, right?