money obsessed

He thought that Qian Lai was just a fleeting meteor in his life, but the reality was that it was a heavy blow. Only two days later, the other party came to his door aggressively.

"Profitable businessman! You bastard! You are not human! Return my hard-earned money!"

"What are you shouting for? Are you telling people not to do business?" Jiang Fan dragged Qian Lai into the store, and pulled down the shutter halfway.

"You still have the nerve to do business?" Qian Lai threw the clothes he bought here a few days ago directly on Jiang Fan's head. "I shouldn't have believed the words of a profiteer like you back then! I've become a joke of the whole company now."

"What's so ugly about a profiteer and a profiteer? I have a name and a surname. Regardless of my age, you still have to call me Brother Sheng, you know, little man." Jiang Fan stretched out his hand on Qian Lai's head with a snap of his fingers, and he groaned in pain. Call.

"I know your grandma's leg!" Qian Lai covered his forehead, tears were about to come out because of the pain, and although he was swearing, his voice was trembling because of the pain, it sounded aggrieved, it made Jiang Fan is a little embarrassed.

"Don't be angry, little ancestor, come and have a good talk with brother, what's the matter?" Jiang Fan stretched out his hand to smooth his hair, but he hit him hard, and opened his mouth to say "Get out".

"See for yourself what you're selling? I was wearing this shitty thing to work yesterday and I spilled a drink on it and it was fucking faded while the toilet was being cleaned! It was all on my new one The white pants were on, and as soon as I got out of the toilet, I was teased by several female colleagues whether my uncle came, I wanted to hit the wall at that time..."

It was originally a very sad story, but with Qian Lai's face full of shame and anger, he almost took out a small handkerchief and took a bitter bite, forcing Jiang Fan to lie on the ground laughing so hard that he couldn't get up.

"You can still laugh!" Qian Laiqu kicked Jiang Fan's ass hard: "You pay! The clothes and pants that accompanied me! The mental loss that accompanied me!"

Jiang Fan yelled "Ouch! Ouch!" while dodging Qian Lai's short-legged attack. After laughing enough, he found a chair and sat down, took out a cigarette and lit it. "I am more wronged than you in this matter."

"I believe in your evil!"

"I'm serious." Jiang Fan flicked the cigarette ash, and gradually put away his playful smile: "If you don't come this time, I don't know that there is something wrong with this batch of goods, and it's not just yours that I sold , Losing money is a small thing, losing credibility is a big thing, I have to find a way to apologize one by one."

"...Really?" Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Qian Lai was rare to be serious.

After Jiang Fan finished smoking a cigarette, he said slowly, "Since there is something wrong with my item, I should pay for it. Do you want to replace it with a new one, or just pay for it?"

Faced with Jiang Fan's serious face, Qian Lai was a little uncomfortable. He thought that the other party would be reckless and swear to follow through with the unscrupulous traders. He didn't expect him to admit it quickly. I have to say, At this moment, he really looked at Jiang Fan with admiration.

Well, you can consider continuing to take care of his business in the future.

"Then lose money, pay ten times." Of course, when it comes to his own interests, Qian Lai will never wrong himself.

"Don't push me too hard." Jiang Fan took a cigarette and stood up, and pulled out two cards of Grandpa Mao from the cash register: "There are only so many, take them before I regret it."

Qian Lai let out a heavy "hum", snatched away Grandpa Mao in an instant, and decided to take back the idea of ​​taking care of his business in the future.

"Hey." After he put the money roll into his pocket, Jiang Fan said, "Leave me a contact number, I really want to be friends with you." He wanted to act like a good brother He took Qian Lai's shoulder, but he dodged it.

"Dream, who wants to be friends with a profiteer?" Qian Lai's nose was about to turn up.

Jiang Fan, who was rejected, was not angry, and cheerfully poked his weakness: "That's fine, I was thinking of adding a contact information, and I will send you a red envelope to greet you if I have anything to do..."

"Oh! Tell me earlier! Isn't it just the contact information? I have many numbers, so it's no problem to add them all. From today on, you're my brother, so keep in touch in the future."

"That's necessary." Jiang Fan smiled with a tricky face, but Qian Lai only cared about the red envelope and didn't notice anything unusual.

After exchanging each other's contact information and knowing their names, the relationship between the two of them instantly became closer. Just now, they were still disgusted by each other, but now they have begun to call each other brothers.