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Chapter 2: The role of sachets

The next day, the early morning sun shone into the house through the window.?????????

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" A hurried knock sounded outside the door again.

Zhang Dongjun was sleeping at this time, and the knocking sound woke him up. He knew who the person outside was without having to open the door. Only the landlord could knock out the rhythmic knock.

"Sister Li, can I sleep in early in the morning?" Zhang Dongjun opened the door in a daze and said to Li Aili.

When Li Aili saw Zhang Dongjun open the door, she handed him the paper bag in her hand: "Sister, I kindly give you breakfast, are you talking to me?"

Seeing that the warm buns were filled with paper bags for a while, Zhang Dongjun was stunned and thought to himself: "It was the first time the landlord has been living in such a long time to treat me so well. Is this my last meal?"

"Pu!" Zhang Dongjun lay directly on the ground and hugged Li Aili's thighs, and said with tears in his nose: "Sister Li, didn't you promise me a few days of gratitude last night? I really don't have money."

"Get up quickly, don't eat my tofu! When did I say I want to drive you away?" Li Aili kicked Zhang Dongjun and said.

When Zhang Dongjun saw that the landlord just gave him breakfast, he stood up immediately. He looked at the breakfast in his hand and was moved. He came to another place after graduating from college. This was the first time someone cared about him so much.

"Thank you, Sister Li!" Zhang Dongjun said gratefully.

Li Aili turned around and left, leaving only one sentence: "If you eat enough, work hard and pay my mother's rent early."

While eating the buns, Zhang Dongjun picked up the charming sachet given by Yue Lao and said to himself: "This sachet is so powerful, come on."

After breakfast, Zhang Dongjun changed into a suit and looked at himself in front of the mirror: "Zhang Dongjun, why do you look so much like a person, why don't you even have a girlfriend!" Zhang Dongjun shook his head when he looked at himself in the mirror.

He put the sachet on the table in a briefcase and walked out of the room. In Kyoto, where every inch of land is valuable, Zhang Dongjun, as a migrant tribe in Beijing, struggles hard every day. His dream is to buy a bathroom with a salary of one year.

Zhang Dongjun came to work, a sales office on the Third Ring Road. Nowadays, many young people would rather rent a room than be a house slave, so the industry is in a very recession.

"Xiao Zhang is so handsome! Today is so handsome."

"Xiao Zhang, I'm very energetic today."

"Xiao Zhang, have you found a girlfriend?"

As soon as they arrived at the sales office, their colleagues greeted them one after another. Zhang Dongjun knew that this was the function of sachets, and if these people were usually not willing to miss themselves.

Zhang Dongjun came to his desk, and a faint fragrance came into his nose. The most satisfying thing about his work was that there was an iceberg goddess next to him.

The nickname of the Iceberg Goddess was actually Zhang Dongjun herself, because every time the goddess sees him, she is cold, as if it is an unmeltable iceberg, but she smiles when she sees others, and doesn't know where she has offended her.

Ning Zhiyun was wearing a black professional outfit today and perfectly outlined her figure. Her black head was draped vertically on her shoulders like a waterfall. Her stunning face would definitely be more beautiful than Xi Shi if she was placed in ancient times.

"Good morning, Ning Zhiyun." Zhang Dongjun would greet the goddess every day. It was her own business to say hello or not, and it was hers to ignore it.

"Good morning!" Ning Zhiyun kissed her red lips and said a word.

When Zhang Dongjun saw the goddess talking to him, she sat down excitedly.

"Beauty Ning, have you eaten breakfast?" Zhang Dongjun thought this sachet was very effective. When the time limit was over, he went to Yue Lao to cheat someone.

Ning Zhiyun smiled at Zhang Dongjun. Yes, she smiled. Zhang Dongjun had never seen her smile at herself in the past six months.

Just as Zhang Dongjun was addicted to the goddess' smile, the manager walked behind him: "Xiao Zhang, it's the end of the month soon. How many houses have you sold? Do you don't want to do it anymore? You haven't sold a house for two months. You are the borer in our sales office, you..."

"Yes, yes, yes. The manager is right. I will definitely be able to sell the house this month." Zhang Dongjun was like a humbly accepting the lesson from the teacher. He looked at the manager's fat face and greeted his family in his heart.

The manager of the sales office is Zhu Zhigao, and everyone nicknamed him Zhu Tou Gao. In fact, Zhu Zhigao's attitude is pretty good today, so he would start scolding him as soon as he came up. Zhu Tou Gao always wanted to chase Ning Zhiyun, and every time he saw Zhang Dongjun hooking up with Ning Zhiyun, he would definitely come up to scold him.

After half an hour of brainwashing by the manager, Zhang Dongjun was completely confused. He turned on the computer and opened Qidian.com.

"There is really no Gods Channel." Zhang Dongjun said to himself. He refreshed the web page several times on the company's computer but couldn't find the Gods Channel.

Zhang Dongjun logged in to his account. The first thing he did every day was to get experience. Log in to the account and the Gods Channel appeared again.

"I understand, my account can be logged into the Gods Channel!" Zhang Dongjun smiled happily like the new Big 6. At this time, Ning Zhiyun walked behind him.

"It's the end of the month. You really have the leisure time. If you don't go to the client, you only care about reading novels every day. I have a customer here to give you. She is my aunt and I will give you an internal price at that time." After Ning Zhiyun said that, she handed the materials in her hand to Zhang Dongjun's table.

Zhang Dongjun looked at the materials on the table and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, Beauty Ning."

"Let's read less novels. It's not easy for everyone to work hard in Kyoto. I can only help you get here." Ning Zhiyun said and turned around and left.

Seeing that the Iceberg Goddess helped her, Zhang Dongjun took out the sachet and kissed her hard.

"Ding Dong!" The phone's prompt sound rang again.

Zhang Dongjun took out his cell phone and saw that it was the gods who were red envelopes again.

Broom Star’s “There is a Broom Star at Home” has a red envelope for recommendation tickets.

No matter who Zhang Dongjun is, he just clicked on the red envelope. A line of prompts popped up on the screen of his mobile phone: "Congratulations to Brother Jun for grabbing the bad luck talisman. Function: pasting it on anyone can make it unlucky 24 hours a day. Is it extracted?"

Zhang Dongjun didn't even think about it and just clicked it. A white light flashed in front of him, and a purple bad luck talisman appeared in his hand.

Putting the bad luck talisman in his pocket, the customer introduced by the goddess had not arrived yet, and Zhang Dongjun was searching for the novel written by the broom star. This time he did not read it directly, but turned to the book review area. He felt that the comments of the gods in the book review area were more interesting than reading books.

Nezha: "Broom Star, can you order useful red envelopes? I don't want to grab this unlucky talisman every day."

King Tota: "Son, if you have red envelopes, you have to grab them. Don't give them to your father. Recently, I've always lost playing chess with the Dragon King, so I'll post one for him."

Nezha: "Why do you need to be so troublesome, Daddy? The child is going to smoke his dragon tendons now."

King Tota: "Son, don't be impulsive! Come back for me!"

Erlang Shen: "Watch the show and experience it by the way!"

Little White Dragon: "God, go and take care of your son. He is chasing my father everywhere and saying he wants to suck his dragon tendons."

After reading the comments, Zhang Dongjun put his phone in his pocket. He did not read it for the time being because he didn't like reading books on his mobile phone. He downloaded Qidian app on his mobile phone just to grab red envelopes. Since Qidian launched the red envelope system, he has recharged less and less money. The red envelopes he grabs every day are enough for him to read some books.

At about ten o'clock, Ning Zhiyun's aunt came to the sales office. After Ning Zhiyun's introduction, she asked Zhang Dongjun to take her sister-in-law to the property to see the house.

"Auntie, although this is the Third Ring Road, it is worth the money to buy our house in Kyoto, a place with every inch of land. The best primary school on the Third Ring Road is on the north, a middle school on the south, and a high school on the west. If you don't have to worry about your children's future schooling when buying a house here." Zhang Dongjun kept introducing.

The goddess' aunt nodded and said to Zhang Dongjun: "The young man's mouth is so sweet. He keeps his aunt's mouth shut. I want to buy a house worth more than 100 square meters, mainly for my son to get married."

Zhang Dongjun found a house with a better location for the goddess' aunt.

"Auntie, this house is 12o square meters. Zhiyun told me that she would give you an internal price. One square is 657o yuan. How about collecting you a total of 65,000 yuan." If Zhang Dongjun gave the internal price, her commission would be much smaller, but why not to save this job?

Zhang Dongjun and the goddess' sister-in-law simply completed the procedures, and it was noon after they were all done.

Seeing that Zhang Dongjun sold a house worth 8 million yuan, the salary plus bonus was less than 10,000 yuan, so he directly found a restaurant to have a good meal.

When he came to the restaurant, Zhang Dongjun found a seat and sat down. He didn't look at the menu. Since he had good food, he would have to eat the most expensive one.

A waitress walked up to him and said politely: "Sir, what do you want to eat."

Zhang Dongjun took out a box of wrinkled Hongtashan cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and held it in his mouth and said, "What is the most expensive thing here?"

"Sir, our best dish here is Buddha Jumping over the wall, the price is 2888." The waiter opened the menu and pointed at Buddha Jumping over the wall.
Chapter completed!
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