Mr. Flower

Chapter 8 Chapter 7

Looking at the bruise on the corner of Tong Xiang's mouth, he felt that the wound had healed a lot, Yang Yiyue couldn't help but wonder how Tong Xiang suffered from the injury after he left that night?

"Since you are brave, how did you get picked up by others?" Taking the hand that Tong Xiang sent up, Yang Yiyue stood up with strength, feeling the strength of Tong Xiang's approaching, and there was a trace of tenderness in his heart.

"Mr. Yang, do you really want to know?"

"I'm not qualified to know?" It was Yang Yiyue's turn to raise his eyebrows and ask him back.

"Yes, yes, but I'm afraid that you will feel sorry for me if you find out..." Holding Yang Yiyue's hand and walking into the flower shop, Tong Xiang raised his foot and kicked the car door shut. After hearing the door closed, he remembered that Li Dazhi's broken Polo felt a little scared, so he looked back.

Yang Yiyue, who had eyes on the back of his head, said, "Don't worry, it's stronger than your feet, and it won't hurt when you kick it."

Tong Xiang laughed twice, and raised Yang Yiyue's hand even more, "Dear Mr. Yang, you mean that I am more expensive than this car, right?"

"Originally yes, but your face is so rotten, I don't think so." Yang Yiyue wanted to know where did Tong Xiang's courage to praise himself anytime and anywhere came from? "You didn't tell me because you were afraid that I felt distressed and blamed myself. Now I can tell you that there is distress, and I have not felt the self-blame..."

"It was you who let me go back. If you insist on not letting me go back to play the third game, then naturally there will be no such thing..." Pushing open the glass door, accompanied by the crisp sound of the visitor's bell, Tong Xiang said The words are smooth.

Every minute he felt that the responsibility was being pushed on himself, Yang Yiyue was about to give him a thumbs up, if the level of shirking responsibility like this was placed in the company, it would have been promoted step by step, soaring, "So I will blame myself... okay Yes, I see. How did you get hurt?"

Leading Yang Yiyue to sit at the big wooden table, poured the already soaked lemonade from the big glass jug into the cup, and held the cup in both hands to Yang Yiyue, Tong Xiang said: "The other party is indeed very powerful, at least better than me. Thinking hard. When the fight was inextricably linked, I caught sight of my dear Mr. Yang getting up and preparing to leave from the corner of my eye. The deep thoughts made me a little distracted, but that kid did something wrong. , turned around and hit my face like this... The fist was so big, when he was about to hit my face, I thought Mr. Yang loves my face, no matter what, I can't let my face get hurt, I raised my head , hit the corner of the mouth... Anyway, you don't like my talking, isn't that just right?"

Listening to Tong Xiang's output, Yang Yiyue's patience miraculously lengthened.

"I've been talking for such a long time, and you didn't make a statement?" Finally, when Yang Yiyue took over the lemonade, Tong Xiang sat across the table and looked at him, his eyebrows beaming when he asked about the conversation, and there was some meaning behind the words.

"I don't like your face, I like your figure better." Taking a sip of lemonade slowly, Yang Yiyue expresses his attitude abruptly.

"It's not this... Wait, the face is not good-looking?" Tong Xiang raised his hand to touch his handsome face, and said in a TV salesman's tone: "This is the photo that won the special prize in the best photography competition in the whole army. Face, how can you not like it? You have to look at it. If you love him, you have to love everything about him, you know? Xiao Yang, you can’t be so superficial... In other words, what I mean by expressing my opinion to you is that you watch me when I am beaten It’s all about you, so you don’t have a reward mechanism here?”

Lemonade is really sour, as if lemons don't cost money...

Holding the glass in both hands, Yang Yiyue stared at Tong Xiang with beautiful Danfeng eyes, and controlled the corners of her lips to say, "There can't be a reward mechanism. There is a reward mechanism today, labor security tomorrow, and pension subsidies the day after tomorrow... With your little ring The boss's means, it is possible for me to buy you five social insurances and one housing fund..."

After finishing this passage calmly, Yang Yiyue managed to make Tong Xiang unable to hold back, "Why are you so dark-hearted? You really are a capitalist who eats people and doesn't spit out bones... Forget it, let me see how the soup I made for you It's over..." Tong Xiang walked into the kitchen from the aisle next to the stairs with a face of resignation.

Looking at the two words "Admiral and Enlightenment" written on the double-opened cloth curtains in the kitchen, Yang Yiyue felt that he was quite suitable for Tong Xiang. Perfect practice life is a high-end talent on the stage.

A second ago, I watched the person lift the curtain and walk in, and the next second the person came out again, and said with a smile: "Dear Mr. Yang, if you think the soup is delicious later, can you consider letting me Shares and dividends in your company?"

He only gave him a cold look, Yang Yiyue was speechless, what was in his brilliant head?One after another, Yang Yiyue was overwhelmed.

"Why don't you talk about the five insurances and one gold..." Yang Yiyue's serious appearance made Tong Xiang laugh out loud again, this time Shen Xin went to the kitchen and did not show his face again.

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He loosened his tie, stood up, and looked at the flower shop again.

In a row of small iron buckets in front of the glass window, all kinds of flowers are full of energy, and the colors are arranged in layers, which fully meet all the needs of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Even a quick glance from the street will be very satisfying. People are satisfied.

On the ground, the cut branches and leaves have already been packed long ago, put in the usual black bag, and placed by the door, just waiting for someone to send it to the garbage station.

What is even more commendable is that on the oversized wooden table specially used for floral work, all kinds of objects are placed neatly today, not as messy as in the past.

Remembering that he saw it on the desk last time, Yang Yiyue carefully searched for the A4-sized account book.I thought Boss Xiaoxiang would pack it up, but it ended up being placed at the bottom of the upper left corner of the table.

Thinking about the last time I took a quick look, I didn't expect the flower shop's operation to be so bad. Yang Yiyue suffered from an occupational disease, and his hand itched for a while, so he pulled it out again.

Flipping one by one, Yang Yiyue read all the bookkeeping shared in the past six months.Turning to the front again, I saw a note that was different from the past half a year. The handsome handwriting should belong to Sister Ruyi.

Comparing the two, when Sister Ruyi was in the shop, flower arrangements accounted for a large part of her income.The income from weddings such as floats and flower balls is still considerable, but when Tong Xiang takes over, this part of the business will disappear immediately.

Another part of the lost business was flower teaching.Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, Miss Ruyi holds classes on this big table. Students from nearby universities, young housewives, and retired elderly are all students in this flower art class. When the number of students is the largest There are about 30 people, and they are divided into three shifts for teaching. The fees and teaching tasks of each shift should also be different.

It has to be said that Tong Xiang's management is simply horrible compared to the Ruyi flower shop run by Sister Ruyi.

Reaching out his hand to take out a pen from the small stationery storage box on the table, Yang Yiyue turned over a new page of accounting book, and after a little thought, he began to calculate and record.

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In the authentic Yingjing casserole, the tomato and beef brisket are stewed in a very gentle way.Next to the casserole is a small white porcelain bowl, and in the small bowl is a small silver spoon with a delicate carved handle.

Looking at the color, it's time. Tong Xiang scooped up half a spoonful of soup and put it into his mouth to taste it. He felt that the taste was not so interesting, so he sprinkled a couple of seasonings to adjust it. When he was finally satisfied, he put down the small soup spoon and waited. Waiting for the moment to finally boil.

Picking up his mobile phone, Tong Xiang entered two keywords. After pressing the search button, within two seconds, the page gave out many options.

After looking around, I picked one that combined pictures and text, clicked on it, and saw the cute logo in the upper left corner of the picture, and the artistic words read "Ms. Good Sex Says Good Sex".

The first group of pictures is about men and women, Tong Xiang can’t use it, just cross it out; the second group of pictures is about girls and girls, Tong Xiang is interested in understanding, but today is not so leisurely, so cross it out; I finally turned to the third group, talking about the big boys and the big boys, and this will come in handy...

Click on the big picture, read two-thirds of it, and even reminded that if you don’t follow the blogger, you can’t continue. Tong Xiang had no choice but to pay attention first, and then come back to the teaching article about the big guy and the big guy having sex, bit by bit. look down.

"Fifth, express correctly that you want to get his response, don't keep asking if you are happy like a repeater, this will actually annoy Xiaoshou..." After reading this paragraph silently, Tong Xiang felt that something was wrong, and then Retired the picture, and saw the words "Attack" written in the upper left corner of the picture...

"Oh, I've read more than half of it, and I got it in the wrong direction..." After nagging, Tong Xiang quickly fast-forwarded the pictures, found the two pictures with "Shou Pian", and looked at them carefully stand up.

"First, go to your mother's "10 Things You Should Know". The original intention of my mother to write this article is to kill this post. Go right in front of the original author, put cow dung on his face..." After reading in a low voice, Tong Xiang felt that the author was too charming, so he went back and read it again. After reading it, he decided to write "10 Things You Should Know "Things" is also looking for a look, it should be worth a look if you can make this writing so angry.

"Second, those who think they have a golden penis inlaid with gold who want to pass this on to their own shou and urge them to learn, do you have [-] centimeters? Can you do it at night? Little mushroom plastic surgery done Is it? If you don’t have any, just save yourself, and let others learn, go back and find "Gongpian" to clean yourself first..."

Tong Xiang laughed out loud after watching it. He was reluctant to pay attention just now, but now he is willing to set this account as a special attention. It is called "Miss Good Sex". If it is really a young lady, then It's really exciting.

"Third, let's get down to business, safety and health will make you feel good..." After the first burst of joy, the content behind it seems to be vivid and straightforward, easy to understand.In the end, Tong Xiang was very happy when he was faced with the selection of auxiliary supplies. He bought something indiscriminately and bumped into the recommended list.

In addition, the product promoted by the blogger for a fee was marked out, and it was written as the top choice, and the "Happy Time" condom that was forced to be the top choice, the official did not ask her to promote it. Expressed sadness very directly and specially posted on the official blog of others...

Tong Xiang decided to hold the hand of this "sexy lady" on the slow journey of serving Mr. Yang, and under her guidance, he will definitely be able to move towards a bright future...

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Looking at the clear and concise tables and operating data estimates that he hand-painted on the latest large ledger, Yang Yiyue felt that if he followed his suggestion, turning his profit to [-] should not be a problem...

A sense of accomplishment came to my mind, and I rewarded myself for picking up a bunch of tuberose next to it and smelling it. I felt instantly happy. The remaining problem was to tell Tong Xiang, and let him try to follow this as much as possible.

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The side dishes are carefully arranged, the main soup is divided into two bowls, and the rice can't be less...

Watching the carefully prepared dinner again, Tong Xiang felt a sense of accomplishment, and rewarded himself for eating a piece of beef brisket first. The soft and glutinous taste made him feel instantly happy. And keep Mr. Yang's people.

The author says:

The main content of this chapter is summarized as follows: The good money owner is trying his best to help you get rid of poverty and become rich, but you only think about how to get the money owner's father into bed and ride the clouds...

Update later today.Around 9pm.