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Chapter VI Business


"Wanwan ......" seemed to have blood flowing into her eyes, Jiang Bei half-squinted, looked at his daughter, and grinned."

Daddy, Daddy!"

Wanwan didn't care about the mess on Jiang Bei's body, she sat on the ground, hugged Jiang Bei's head, and gently moved it to her lap.Tears fell onto Jiangbei's face."

Wanwan, don't cry, Dad is fine."

Jiangbei seemed to have exhausted his strength to say this.He only felt that the world in front of him was getting farther and farther away from him, and then he was completely unconscious.But he kept a smile on his lips.Because he saw that Xu Xinrong had relocked the car and walked towards him.…… They're not leaving, are they?

Is Xinrong willing to give me another chance?

Am I still in a position to win them back?"

Wanwan, Xinrong......"

Jiang Bei muttered softly, and then sat up suddenly."

Wanwan, Xinrong!"

His throat was unusually dry and hoarse, and sweat was pouring down from his forehead.It was dark all around, and Jiang Bei stretched out his sour hand and touched what he was wearing.Somehow, I found the money in the left pocket of my clothes.It was two hundred yuan, which Xu Xinrong gave him in the afternoon.Jiang Bei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he seemed to be twenty years old, and took out the two light blue hundred-yuan bills tremblingly, feeling their touch.Not a dream.He really crossed over!

Jiangbei staggered out of bed and lit the fluorescent lamp in the house.The white light was dazzling but refreshing, and the clock on the wall was fixed at 6:10 in the morning.After brushing his teeth and washing, Jiangbei walked to the living room softly and found that Xu Xinrong had torn off a page of the calendar yesterday, revealing a brand new day - May 30.He glanced towards the other bedroom with the door closed, and since giving birth to Wanwan, Xu Xinrong had slept in a separate room with him.Over the years, he has done too many wrong things.He couldn't let his wife down anymore and live again, he couldn't accept the fact that his wife and daughter had left him.Yesterday's scene has already made him heartbreaking!

Jiangbei left the house and went to the breakfast shop downstairs, stuffing as many fritters as he could into his mouth, and swallowed the free sugar water.He was indeed hungry, but he would not waste every cent of the money Xu Xinrong gave him, although he still felt ashamed to take the money.But what he promised his wife, he will do too!

He was, ready to skip meals for a day.After breakfast, Jiang Bei stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly thought of something, turned his head and said, "Boss, pack five more fritters and two cups of soy milk, and wrap the bag tightly." ”"Okay!"

brought breakfast for his wife and daughter, and Jiangbei left.By the time he saw that date, he had already remembered something.On May 30th, there was an opening event for a new shopping mall on the pedestrian street in the center of the city, and even a few celebrities came to perform a commercial performance, which had been advertised and prepared for several days in advance.And in order to start the first battle of this opening, there is a good sales, and the mall has given a lot of promotion.Celebrity commercial performances and promotional activities can be said to have captured the hearts of people of almost all ages, which naturally caused the scene of thousands of empty alleys in the previous life.Even the customers in the breakfast shop are mostly discussing this matter, and they will go and buy more things later.And in this case, if Jiangbei wants to do something, it is extremely simple.But here's the difficulty, too.He only had less than 200 dollars on him, and since today's event would officially start at 9 a.m., he didn't have time to prepare!

But as a business giant worth billions in the previous life, Jiangbei still has an outstanding business sense.After rejecting several unachievable solutions, a highly operable business was finally formed in my mind.Jiangbei sent breakfast home and immediately took a taxi to the nearest wholesale market on Walking Street.At this time, he must race against time!

In a short period of time, this plan continued to plump and take shape in Jiangbei's head, and then tried to self-deny over and over again.He must not fail!

He's going to make money!

After paying five yuan for the fare and getting off the bus, Jiangbei took a deep breath and went directly to a stationery store in front of him.Five black and one red markers were purchased.With the rest of the money, I bought a thick pile of white paper, a drawing board, a simple stand, and a stool.Just as Jiangbei took these things to check out, he accidentally saw himself in the mirror next to him.The wound on his forehead was unusually glaring, and although he was dressed fairly cleanly, the wound made him look a little scary.Jiang Bei hesitated for a moment, and then bought a pink rectangular sticker, which could almost cover half of his forehead.After paying, he put the sticker on and took a taxi to the pedestrian street.When Jiangbei arrived at the pedestrian street, it was not yet eight o'clock.But there are already quite a few pedestrians on the pedestrian street.Because it's a weekend, everyone is willing to come and join in the fun.Even at the entrance of the soon-to-be-opened mall, there are already several stalls with large parasols and small carts selling drinks, cold drinks.At this time, although the stall economy is not legal, there is no way to stop anything on a day like today.As long as there is no chaos, it will basically pass with one eye open and one eye closed.And Jiangbei, like those people, found a decent position, set up a stand, put away the drawing board and white paper, sat on a stool, and waited for the first customer to come to the door.Yes, he was going to sell paintings on the pedestrian street.This is Wanwan's favorite hobby, and it is also the hobby that has accompanied him for the rest of his life for twenty years.Jiang Bei gently touched the drawing board, and finally took out a pen and drew it.Gradually, he also gathered people here, looking at his paintings curiously......