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Seeing Jiang Kuo's actions and his eyes, Duan Feifan immediately realized that there was something wrong with what he said.

"I mean," Duan Feifan quickly asked for a make-up, "This matter is not imminent now... After all, school will start in a few days..."

"What you said is not that you don't need to understand now," Jiang Kuo interrupted, "You don't need to understand what you said."

"Then there must be a division of labor and cooperation," Duan Feifan said. "I don't understand the operation of those things, you must be here. I will do what I understand."

"So what you mean is that you open a store, don't plan to understand any links other than the purchasing and making process of sauce beef, right?" Jiang Kuo stared at him, "If you sell sauce beef on WeChat, you have to know how much the price of this meat is to give old customers a discount to avoid losing money, right? Why don't you need it when you get to me?"

I really don't know.

Because you don’t have to pay a salary, except for monthly water, electricity, rent, living expenses and accidental expenses, you can just have extra money, so the discounts you give to old customers are all based on the situation.

Everything is just a rough number and is not very accurate.

Duan Laoer and Duan Laosan have both ideas. If you think it’s too clear that you can’t make money, you have to be confused.

Duan Feifan’s understanding of their concept is that he doesn’t understand it, so he just doesn’t forget it.

But he didn't dare to say these words to Jiang Kuo. For those who really said this, who are not interested in business but are still deeply influenced by General Jiang, the effect is tantamount to a fight.

"You don't need to deal with these meat merchants directly," Duan Feifan said. "You will know if you pick the meat and the price is negotiated. The beef sauce has been made, and the finished product is there, and you will know if you will know."

"Duan Feifan," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "You actually just don't want me to do these things, go to the wholesale market, go to the cold storage, and go to meat negotiations, right? You think I can't bear these hardships and those people, I'm still fucking obsessed with cleanliness."

"That's not." Duan Feifan said.

"What's not?" Jiang Kuo said.

"You should not be obsessed with cleanliness, you are just more particular," Duan Feifan said.

"Don't fucking interrupted me!" Jiang Kuo roared.

Duan Feifan's left eyebrow was startled. After returning to his original place, he nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything.

"Yes," Duan Feifan said, "I just don't want you to get in touch with these things. These things, these people are not something you can stand. You may not feel anything when you are short. It's quite fresh. You will be annoyed after a long time."

"Why do you say I'm annoyed?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Because I will be annoyed," Duan Feifan said, "I grew up in such an environment, and my life is all about these things. These people. I will be annoyed, Duan Ling will be annoyed, and uncles and aunts will be annoyed. As a matter of course, people who live such a life will be annoyed, let alone you."

Jiang Kuo's brows frowned.

"Oh--" Someone shouted in the warehouse. Duan Feifan turned around and waved.

"It's time to load the goods, let's go over and watch it," he looked at Jiang Kuo, "Let's go, after loading, go buy fireworks, and the wholesale will be closed after five o'clock."

Jiang Kuo followed him to the car: "I can understand what you said, but who doesn't live like this? Uncle and aunt Duan Ling, and you, don't you live like this? You are both annoyed and enjoyable. I'm annoyed, and I can also get upset at the same time..."

"We have no choice," Duan Feifan turned to look at him, "You have."

Jiang Kuo paused.

"We have to live like this if we feel like this. If we are not happy, we will not be able to close the store or stop," Duan Feifan said. "The cost may not be calculated clearly, but if we stop for a day, we will lose money for a day. This is clear."

But I can, yes, if I don’t want to do it, I will run out to school and run home if I don’t want to go to school.

Jiang Kuo felt very confused, but he couldn't find anything to refute Duan Feifan for a while.

After all, he was right.

Suddenly, Duan Feifan slapped him back from the state of being ready to get angry, and he could not find any flaws for a while. This feeling was really frustrating.

Jiang Kuo even felt that he didn't need any rebuttal at all, and he would feel comfortable going up and beat him up.

You're stubborn, right? You're beaten to the point of being honest.

I'll say you have ten words, right? I'll beat you up until you have nothing to say.

A bunch of bags were already placed behind the car, and there was a person standing next to it.

"What are these?" Jiang Kuo asked after he wanted to ask.

"All kinds of spices," Duan Feifan stopped him when he was a few meters away from the car, "Stand here."

Jiang Kuo didn't understand why, but he was unhappy and didn't ask much.

Duan Feifan took off his coat and handed it to him: "Please help me get it."

Jiang Kuo took his coat and held it.

Duan Feifan walked over and took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, handed them to the person standing behind the car to help load the goods. The man lit the cigarette and pointed to the bags behind him: "It's all here."

Duan Feifan took his hand and jumped into the back compartment, tilted his head at the man: "Thank you for your hard work."

The man grabbed the bag and started throwing it into the carriage. Duan Feifan neatly arranged the bags he threw them up.

After throwing a few bags, Jiang Kuo saw the dust that kept rising from the bags. Although they all had the smell of spices, they could see more clearly in the sun that these things that were not known to be ash or powder were constantly rolling over.

He subconsciously used Duan Feifan's coat to block his nose and took two steps back.

There was Duan Feifan's smell on his clothes, as if he was reminding him something. He walked two more steps forward and stood back to his original position.

But after a few seconds, he turned around and walked aside. Didn’t Duan Feifan let him stand here mean to make it a little better? Why did he understand that he had to stand here? Not standing here seemed to be a certain idea of ​​Duan Feifan’s.

He felt that Duan Feifan became unlike Duan Feifan, and maybe he himself made Duan Feifan feel the same way.

After a bunch of bags were ready, Duan Feifan and the helper jumped out of the car. Jiang Kuo could see another layer of gray rising from the work clothes that the man was wearing.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Then the car door closed with a clatter of clanging sound, and another burst of dust came.

"Let's go!" Duan Feifan waved at him.

Jiang Kuo walked over and stared at Duan Feifan, but didn't see any dust on him.

Duan Feifan took the clothes from his hand and threw them into the car: "You go up first, I want to shake the ashes."

"How to shake?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"You go up and I will show you." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo got into the car and sat in the passenger seat.

Duan Feifan took a folded towel from the back seat and walked to the passenger side: "The one who performed for you is Duan Yingjun, a grade 8, throwing towels."

Jiang Kuo looked at him.

Duan Feifan shook the towel and swung it around, three circles on the left and three circles on the right. After it was rounded, he began to swing it over to his body.

Smack sex!

Jiang Kuo wanted to laugh a little, but I don’t know if it was because of his handsome face, so everything was handsome. Duan Feifan was just like a fool and his movements were very handsome, as if he was not shoving a towel, but a nunchat.

However, when Jiang Kuo saw the dust thrown out of his body in the sunshine, he still ruthlessly closed the car window.

Duan Feifan jumped into the car after throwing the towel: "I know why I asked you to stand a little further."

"Where did the ash come from?" Jiang Kuo said, "Isn't that spice?"

"It's all dry goods. If you get it all over the place, there will definitely be slags," Duan Feifan started the car, opened the window and shouted to the people in the warehouse outside, "Brother, you're leaving!"

The people outside nodded to him.

"Take you to buy fireworks." Duan Feifan drove forward, turned around in a small circle and opened the wholesale market through the back door.

It can be seen that Duan Feifan doesn't want to continue the previous topic, and Jiang Kuo didn't mention it again, but this matter has not been over, so it is inevitable that it will not be over. They just need to take a step forward and they will kick it.

The wholesale point of fireworks is quite large. It is not far from the wholesale market just now. There is an empty wasteland, with cloth tents supported on it, and various firecrackers and fireworks are set up in the tent.

This is the first time Jiang Kuo has seen these things appear in such a form and quantity.

"So many?" he looked around with some novelty, "Can you only wholesale?"

"Retail sells, too," Duan Feifan pulled his arm, "I'll find someone."

"Who?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"I bought it from him last year," Duan Feifan said, "a big brother."

"Is there anything special?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"No," Duan Feifan said, "others are pretty good. If you can find them again, add a friend."

"Have you not reached the upper limit yet?" Jiang Kuo said.

"No." Duan Feifan smiled.

"It's not easy for you to see it when I send you a message." Jiang Kuo sighed.

"Feel special attention, top it up," Duan Feifan said, "see you easily."

"...I haven't used these functions." Jiang Kuo took out his phone, "I'll set a top for you."

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded.

"But in fact, you are usually at the top." Jiang Kuo sighed.

Duan Feifan laughed and hugged him: "Set it up, if the cannon is looking for you, he will run to the first place."
To be continued...