Chapter 172 Baiyi Baishun Clothing Store 15

Style: Girl Author: Xian LingxiWords: 2297Update Time: 24/01/18 04:03:04
After saying that, the deliveryman pushed the car and left.

Su Qingyu observed that he was walking backwards, facing the direction of the store.

Wang Mei's fingers stung. She stamped her feet anxiously and said to Su Qingyu: "If you want to ask him about the raincoat, my son said that you must ask him about the raincoat!"

"You've already asked, but the other party didn't say anything."

"You have to ask even if you don't tell me. My son said that raincoats are very important."

Su Qingyu asked: "What important method?"

"..." Wang Mei remained silent, and Shen Sinian didn't let her talk too much to Su Qingyu.

Su Qingyu shrugged: "If you are not willing to tell me anything, then you have to go to the deliveryman and ask for a raincoat on your own.

Judging by the tone of the deliveryman's voice, he might have come more than once.

I hope you can seize the opportunity next time.

Ganba dad~"

Wang Mei scratched her head and head anxiously, and said as if she had lost her backbone: "I don't know what to do, I'm also desperate.

Forget it, let me tell you.

My son told me that it was raining heavily outside the mall. Even if I went out, I had to wear a raincoat. "

Wearing a raincoat is to keep out the rain. There is something wrong with the rain outside.

Rainwater is polluted, but not too polluted.

The longer you stay out in the rain, the more pollution will deepen.

The delivery boy and the old man who bought clothes before were all caught in the rain.

They are still sane.

Due to the number of times the delivery boy was exposed to the rain outside, the food he delivered became increasingly dirty and messy.

The state of the food and the state of the deliveryman being contaminated are basically the same.

At first, some of the food Su Qingyu ate from the delivery staff was soaked in rainwater, but because there was too little rainwater, it had little impact on the body.

Thinking of how Wang Mei was hurt when she just touched the raincoat, but she could still speak normally.

Su Qingyu judged that the pollution in rainwater was very low, like a chronic disease, slowly devouring the body and reason.

Just don't get exposed to large areas of rain too many times.

Su Qingyu looked at the puddle of rainwater on the ground and cleaned it up with a mop.

Shen Sinian had quite a lot of information. He spent a lot of money on the system for Wang Mei.

The mirror in the dressing room was broken yesterday.

It broke into pieces and fell to the ground.

A broken mirror is also a mirror.

Su Qingyu didn't clean it because as long as she lowered her head to clean the broken mirror, she would probably violate the rule of not facing the mirror head-on.

In the morning, a customer came in. Su Qingyu gave the customer some ghost coins and asked the customer to clean the mirror and take all the garbage out.

For some reason, Su Qingyu felt that there were many more customers coming to the store.

Some would hold some bloody human tissue in their hands, and then try to convince Su Qingyu that the food was delicious and let her pay for it with Ming coins.

Some rushed into the store, kowtowed to Su Qingyu without saying a word, banged their heads on the ground, and then stretched out their hands to ask for money.

Some also come in and sell a bunch of rags, such as umbrellas with holes in them, lunch boxes soaked in rain, clothes that have been worn by countless hands...

These people were all kicked out by Su Qingyu.

Those customers seemed to know that Su Qingyu had Ming coins in his hands. After entering the store one or two, they would talk to Su Qingyu enthusiastically and then find ways to help Su Qingyu.

Some even came several times.

For example, take the twin girls in front of you.

They are not twins, they are decuplets.

Su Qingyu looked at a group of similar-looking big-headed dolls standing behind them, held her forehead and said, "I really don't need any help here."

The previous customer had already drawn the entire topographic map of the mall.

Everything is ready now, we just have to wait until tomorrow.

Ten big-headed little girls spoke in unison, just like the chirping of cicadas in summer.

"You can contract with us and we will serve you loyally."

"No need." Su Qingyu really doesn't need too many low-level weirdness.

There are too many weird things to manage.

The four of us at home often go out to do things in the middle of the night.

If you take the ten weird things in front of you into your bag together.

I don’t know what kind of mess the villa is in.

Wang Mei was dumbfounded by Su Qingyu's popularity. She didn't understand why these scary-looking customers were so enthusiastic about Su Qingyu.

Is it because of the underworld coins?

Human beings dislike poverty and love wealth.

Will it be weird?

She touched the somewhat hot Five Underworld Coins in her pocket and realized that the world had completely changed.

She even began to consider whether it would be better to use Hades coins to give her son a wife in the future.

Or, it would be great to marry a weird wife who looks like a normal person. Not only can she live a good life with her son, but she can also protect her son.

I have to say that Wang Mei is quite open-minded in some aspects.

Finally got rid of those difficult customers.

Rejected a large number of low-level weirdos who tried to sign a contract with Su Qingyu.

Su Qingyu was so tired that she sat leaning against the wall, her stomach growling.

The delivery boy who delivers food at noon is an unfamiliar face.

Wang Mei didn't see her son and chatted with the delivery boy, asking about Shen Sinian's whereabouts.

The delivery boy said that Shen Sinian was just a temporary substitute and only came once in the morning, and he was the one behind him.

Su Qingyu's eyes fell on the hooded raincoat worn by the delivery boy.

This kind of raincoat couldn't completely cover the face, and the rainwater flowed down the delivery man's forehead and into his eyes. He kept rubbing his eyes with his hands, so hard that it seemed like he was going to rub his eyes out.

Wang Mei saw that the delivery boy in front of her was a little nervous and kept pressing her eyes with her hands, feeling a little scared.

"My eyes are a little inflamed and itchy." The delivery boy rubbed his eyes and left.

The beef rice bowl for lunch was also mixed with a small amount of rainwater.

After Su Qingyu determined that there was trace pollution in the rainwater, she only ate compressed biscuits.

Wang Mei saw that Su Qingyu refused to eat and ate two portions of rice alone.

Lunch break time.

Su Qingyu and Wang Mei were both closing their eyes to rest.

Midway, Su Qingyu heard someone knocking on the glass door.

It's the takeaway guy who delivers food at noon.

There was only an empty black hole left in his right eye, with yellow viscous liquid constantly flowing out of the eye socket.

He lay at the door, his fingers glowing blue-grey, looking inside, and said painfully: "It's so itchy, my eyes are so itchy, please lend me a tissue."

Su Qingyu pretended not to hear.

The model near the glass door suddenly moved.

“Click, click, click—”

The mannequin actually opened the door and turned his head.

This time the facial features are real.

One of the mannequin's eyes protrudes like a balloon about to burst.

Those eyes seemed to come from the delivery boy's eyes.

Its mouth is a little crooked, and its facial features are extremely out of proportion, as if they were pieced together from different people.

"Kakaka...it's open for business..."