Listening to the movement, Ni Ying snorted and walked straight in, walking in next to Zhuolun.

"What's the use of being angry? If you break the door panel, you will have to pay for it." She sat crossing her legs to the edge of the bed, and her toes bit by bit: "If you have this leisure time, it's better to invest more resumes."

Submit a resume? Heh.

Zhuolun spat and said angrily: "Where to invest in? What kind of job do you do? Which serious company is willing to ask me?"

"That's true." Ni Ying turned her head and stared at him for a moment, shook her head: "It's not that they refuse to ask for it, I think they dare not ask for it."

After taking millions of debts, I really want to be an ordinary employee, but ordinary companies really don’t dare to take over.

If one day the creditor catches up and cannot find someone, he will look for a company.

If Zhuolun is at the level of Lu Zi'an, the risk is great, and everyone dares to gamble.

No matter how bad it is, it must be Zhuo Peng, who can at least make the value of his value of about 8 million.

Ni Ying looked at Zhuo Lun, who looked resentful but had nowhere to vent, sighed in her heart.

I used to be a gangster, but later I came out to compete for favor with Zhuo Peng, but I did nothing.

If you need connections, you have no connections, you need experience and no experience.

Not to mention that a penny stumped the hero, even her heroine would have no choice.

"Or..." Ni Ying hesitated a little and looked at the ceiling: "Let's go set up a street stall?"

"..." Zhuolun was too lazy to look at her.

Ni Ying didn't care about his attitude, and just thought: "It shouldn't cost much to build a small stall, what should I do?"

“…”

"Cook it? Barbecue or something...but I don't know how to do this either, I just know how to eat..."

"……Oh."

Ni Ying counted with her fingers: "I like to drink milk tea... No, it's too much. This depends on the season and the investment is too great. It requires a serious storefront."

“…”

"Why don't you make a breakfast stall? Noodle? I can't do this... Can you stir-fry noodles?"

Zhuolun glanced at her, turned over, and pointed his butt at her.

What kind of virtue!

Ni Ying slapped his buttocks, and before Zhuolun could jump up, he continued to chant: "What else... Is the iron squid? Mom, this is too difficult..."

After thinking about it, my head was broken and I couldn't figure out a solution.

If you look at it this way, it seems that when you were young, it would not be a good thing to be too smooth.

Because when you encounter setbacks, it is really difficult to survive.

After thinking about it all day, Ni Ying was quite absent-minded.

Zhuolun glanced at her and snorted and laughed in an unknown way.

What a fool.

Both of them were hungry at noon, but he couldn't hold it anymore at night, so he cooked some noodles.

Putting the simple table up, he put the steaming noodles in front of Ni Ying: "Eat."

"Oh." Ni Ying was still lying through her phone, trying to find the right business opportunity.

While watching, I was scattering and thinking about what they were suitable for.

Zhuolun was too lazy to care about her, so after eating the noodles, he pushed the bowl: "I'll go out for a walk."

As soon as he walked to the door, Ni Ying suddenly said.

Hot?

Zhuo Lun quickly turned around and saw Ni Ying looking surprised: "I thought of it, we can make this! Malatang!"

“…”

Looking at the joy on her face, for a moment, Zhuolun wanted to hit someone a little.

How could there be such a stupid person?

I kept the good days but came to live with him in such a cold and wet basement.

I didn’t do a good personal bodyguard, but I kept rummaging all day and said I wanted to make spicy hot pot!?

He took a deep breath and said quickly: "Put it away, and I'll take you back while it's still early."

Ni Ying looked at him like a lunatic, turned her head and began to check things.

Ha, what a joke!

Is she someone who is so easy to give up?

When Zhuolun gets back from psychological construction, she has already gone out.

After working hard for two hours, Zhuolun made four calls, and Ni Yingcai came back happily.

As soon as she entered the door, she poured her glass of water back, took a breath and said, "I found the one who made doors and windows on the street. Others are pretty good. I made a small cart for me and only charged the cost price! Then I went to see that there was a place to set up a stall at the intersection in front..."

Zhuo Lun sat on the bed and watched her speak, unable to connect the Ni Ying in his impression with the Ni Ying in front of him.

"Hey, have you listened to me?"

Zhuolun was silent, but in her shiny eyes, he still nodded stiffly.

Although it was very perfunctory, Ni Ying continued to talk with satisfaction: "That place is pretty good. Although it is a little distance from the side of the road, the square in front is empty. We can place a few small tables and chairs to attract customers, and it is also close to us. If there is an urban management company, we can come back at any time..."

She has always been optimistic and thought very well: "I have calculated that one vegetarian dish is a piece of meat dish, two meat dishes are free to choose. We have very low costs and small profits and high sales. There is a large flow of people in that place. As long as the business is good, you can earn your capital back in less than a few days."

Although Zhuolun lowered his head, he actually listened to it and suddenly asked, "The question is, do you know how to make spicy hot pot?"

"Yes." Ni Ying slapped her hands: "You can't say anything, I have a unique skill in making spicy hot pot! The cooked meatballs are both fun and q!"

"That's hot pot..."

"It's almost the same anyway!" Ni Ying thought for a while, thinking about going to the supermarket to find the basics tomorrow.

It was only six o'clock the next day that she got up like a chicken blood, and pulled Zhuolun up: "Assistant, please carry my bag, don't be lazy!"

Zhuolun followed her half-dream and half-awake, and after a while, he had to follow the banners and live a life and die.

In short, with Ni Ying's super high work efficiency, Ni Ying's stall was built the next evening.

At the beginning, neither of them could do anything and could not hold back their faces and shout.

Some people have already started to visit the barbecue stalls in front, but they are still deserted here.

"Is it because my advertisement is not big enough?" Ni Ying murmured and pulled the spray-painted cloth with red background and yellow characters hard.

In order to save money, she printed the cheapest one, which was very rough.

The aunt selling fruits next to her smiled: "Girl, can you do this? You have to shout. There are no repeat customers in the newly opened business, so you can't just waste it."

Ni Ying and Zhuolun looked at each other and were both a little horrified: Are you still going to shout?

"It's like me...fresh oranges! I've closed the stall after selling cheaply!" The aunt shouted, and soon attracted several people to come and choose.

Seeing the people around the aunt start to pick up and pick up, the oranges on the cart are indeed missing soon, and Ni Ying is a little ready to move.

She hesitated for a while, and it was the idea of ​​making money that prevailed.

To be ashamed... To be ashamed!

They have already come out to do business, and it’s no big deal to shout.

She mustered up the courage, opened her mouth, and turned the words to her mouth again: "...you shout!"

"Ah?" Zhuolun looked at her with wide eyes.

Ni Ying pushed him: "I didn't hear what Aunt Gang said, "You have to shout! You can shout!"

Scream...what are you shouting...

Zhuolun felt that life was so difficult for the first time.

He opened his mouth, feeling his throat filled with cotton, and he couldn't say a word.

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Chapter completed!