Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

"banquet?"

"Didn't I say I wouldn't participate?"

"why?"

"I am in the prime of my life! A handsome young man in his twenties!"

"What? You don't understand?"

"Okay, I'll explain it to you again!"

"I have a door ban!"

"Do you no?"

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Miss Jiang does have a curfew.

And it was just set up some time ago.

The cause was a girl who worked in a shopping mall in the neighboring community.

Because I have a meeting in the evening.

I got off work a little late.

As a result, he was followed on the road.

Then they dragged him to the grass and did it.

Although no lives were lost.

But I heard that it caused great psychological trauma to the girl.

It would be useless even if the man was caught the next day.

Actually, think about it.

I was already exhausted after working all day.

After get off work, he was dragged into the grass and stabbed.

It's so terrible that it's unimaginable.

So Miss Jiang backed off.

Tell the truth.

When I was a young man, I had brothers guarding the door.

Feel nothing.

But now.

My brother is not at home.

The gate is useless.

This made Mr. Jiang very annoyed.

or.

Design a pair of steel underwear?

Well.

Forget it.

Or just get a set of Mark 1.

By then I can wear this thing and fly around.

Shoot missiles when you are happy.

When I am unhappy, I shoot missiles.

How happy.

But then again.

If this thing is really made.

The shell is not a difficult thing.

The problem is that reactor...

The reactor...

reactor…

堆…

zzzz…

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Miss Jiang arrived home at eight o'clock in the evening.

He was carrying a lot of things in his hands.

Push the door open quietly.

I noticed at a glance that the TV in the living room was still on.

But my mother was sitting on the sofa.

He lowered his head, doing something on the coffee table.

"Mother?"

She called out.

The old woman who heard the voice looked up and took a look.

He shouted immediately.

"You're back just in time."

"Come and help me see if there's anything I haven't bought yet."

Didn’t buy it?

What?

Miss Jiang changed her shoes and put the things in her hand.

Came to my mother's side.

sit down.

Come closer and take a look.

That's a blank slate.

It clearly says "29-inch TV", "double-tub washing machine", "double-door refrigerator"...

Oh.

I am researching what appliances to buy for the new house.

Miss Jiang said goodbye.

But then she discovered.

Behind every appliance I have already written.

There is a number for each.

Either 500 or 1000.

Anyway, none of them are over 3000.

"Mom, what's your number?"

“Oh, the intended price.”

As I said this, I took out a supermarket flyer that had been folded countless times from behind my back.

Pointing to the washing machine above:

"Look at this Little Swan brand one, it's only 899."

"The 'twins' one is 1299."

"The difference is 400 yuan, but the functions are the same."

"I can buy a few more things."

That's it?

Jiang instantly lost interest in discussing with his mother.

Sighed.

"mom."

"Didn't I give you a card with 5 yuan?"

“You can buy it with that money.”

Hear this.

I saw my mother frowning.

He immediately scolded.

“That money is not money.”

"That's the money your cousin gave you in advance."

"Don't move."

"And mom can make money in the store now."

"Just use mine first."

After hearing this, Miss Jiang was immediately speechless.

I accepted the money in order to make my mother feel at ease.

I just used my cousin's name to do some business.

As a result, the money I have now was borrowed from myself and my cousin.

Fine.

If you don’t use it, don’t use it.

Anyway, the money won’t fly away if it’s left there.

As for the decoration of the house.

As long as she is happy.

At worst, if the installation fails, you can just buy a few more and install them yourself for fun.

Money.

Isn't that the point of making money?

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the next day.

Saturday.

nine in the morning.

The entrance of Pangpang Clothing Store.

A big boss with a market value of over 100 million.

Holding a wet mop.

With a puffed mouth.

While mopping the floor, he cursed at the dirt on the ground.