On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

Just getting close to Qiaoqiao, but Shanglu didn't kiss him.

While bowing his head, he raised his hand to pick up a broken hair on Qiao Qiao's shoulder.

But at a distance of breath and smell, he can kiss her with just a little movement.

But Pokemon didn't do that.

After picking up the broken hair from her clothes, he stood up casually, and slowly opened the distance between him and her.

Then, the thin lips parted slightly.

"There's a hair on your dress."

So this is ah!

Qiao Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought that Shang Lu was going to kiss her again, which made her nervous and nervous.

In order to avoid embarrassment, she hurriedly turned around to greet the guests.

After this wave of customers left, Shang Lu suddenly asked her, "How many bags are sold a day and how much money do you make? Are you going to close the stall?"

Yesterday and today are Saturday and Sunday, she has time to set up a stall.

But from Monday to Friday, she has to go to work, and after get off work, she has to set up a stall until late at night.

And as her husband, he promised her that he would set up a stall with her to make money.

If things go on like this, it will waste too much of his time.

His time is priceless.

It is worthless to stay here with her.

He had to find a way to let her close the stall earlier.

Qiao Qiao thought for a while, "At least I have to earn three or four hundred. Today, many people just came to ask but didn't buy it. It's probably because they uploaded your photo on the university campus network, and they all just came to see you as a big man. Handsome."

Today's business is not as good as yesterday.

Qiao Qiao was a little disappointed.

Shang Lu sat back in his chair and took out his mobile phone.

He sent Qin Sen a WeChat message: His wife set up a street stall in West Lake Park and sent someone to take care of her business.

Qin Sen: ...

It's okay for the third master to marry an ordinary woman from the bottom of the society who lives in a farmer's rented house.

He actually set up a street stall with this woman?

Set up a street stall? ? ?

In the past, these three words were far away from the prosperous, elegant and noble life of the third master.

It's hard for Qin Sen to imagine how the third master would accompany his new wife in that noisy and dirty night market, setting up stalls and hawking to do business.

Qin Sen replied quickly: Received, Third Master, I will arrange it right away.

Shang Zhongbo did the same thing as yesterday, he cooked a meal and packed it for them.

It can be seen that Shang Zhongbo cooks with great care.

Besides, Qiaoqiao had never seen the piece of fish he was frying, so it must be a better fish he bought.

But Qiao Qiao is a lover of spicy food.

In the past few days, Shang Zhongbo's cooking has always been nutritious and bland, too bland, too bland to make people lose their appetite.

Qiao Qiao bought an extra serving of spicy stinky tofu and ate it with rice.

Halfway through the meal, someone came to try on the clothes, and she rushed to say hello.

Shang Zhongbo asked, "Shang Lu, I heard from Qin Sen that he is going to call someone to take care of Qiaoqiao's business soon?"

Phytophthora picked up a small piece of pan-fried deep-sea snowfish, casually fed it into his mouth, and hummed lightly.

This eating look is too elegant, and it doesn't fit in with the surrounding environment.

Shang Zhongbo hurriedly reminded, "Shang Lu, can you hurry up when you eat, don't take your time, this is not a high-end restaurant, you should pretend at least."

Shanglu: "You want me to gobble it up?"

Shang Zhongbo: "I don't want to gobble it up, at least be rude. Look at the street vendor here, who is like you?"

Shang Lu continued to eat the pan-fried deep-sea snow fish slowly, "I'm not a real peddler, I can't pretend."

Forget it.

Do not force him.

Shang Zhongbo sighed, "I don't ask too much from you, and I can't really let you perfectly integrate into Qiaoqiao's life. The good news is that at least you now know how to love your wife and know how to find someone to take care of her business." , so that she can close the stall earlier."

Shang Lu said coldly, "Who told you that I love her because I love her?"

Do you feel sorry for Qiao Qiao?

Shanglu disliked this statement very much, and was a little annoyed with distaste.

Shang Zhongbo: "Isn't it?"

Shang Lu: "Chairman Shang, I think you know how much wealth I can create in one minute, right?"

Shang Zhongbo: "..."

Phytolaca: "I'm just saving my own time."

Shang Zhongbo: "..."

Shanglu: "You want me to feel sorry for a woman who I just married for less than half a month? Do you think it's possible?"

Shang Zhongbo smiled, "Just keep your mouth shut."

Putting down his chopsticks, Shang Lu still said coldly:

"What I'm saying is the truth. Don't think that if you arrange for a different woman to marry me, I will be really tempted."

"If it's not suitable, it's not suitable. It's like the fried deep-sea snowfish that you cooked for Qiao Qiao with your heart and cost thousands of dollars a piece. She doesn't like it at all."

"She still likes the junk food bought at the street stalls."

"Chairman Shang, thank you for frying the deep-sea snow fish with your heart. I like it very much. This is the difference between me and Qiaoqiao, but please don't always try to prove that I have fallen in love with her."

He hated the old man making such proofs.

Shang Zhongbo's smile deepened, "Aren't you duplicity?"

Shanglu put on a cold face, "I'm too lazy to argue with you."

He sent a WeChat message to urge Qin Sen: Are you here yet?

Qin Sen: Here we come, here we come.

Pokemon: Speed.

Qin Sen: Third Master, I have two plans.One is that I directly pretend to be a certain company to purchase and buy all the goods of my wife.The second is that I find group performers to pretend to be customers.Which plan do you think is better?

Shanglu: one.

Qin Sen: Received.

After Qiao Qiao sold out a pair of 129 dresses, she sat back on the small stool. Just as she was about to continue eating, another customer came in front of the stall.

That person is Qin Sen.

He pretended to look at the clothes, bags and shoes at Qiao Qiao's stall.

Qiaoqiao continued to eat her stinky tofu, but did not greet her.

The smell of stinky tofu wafted out, which made Phytolacca very repulsed. It couldn't be said to be stinky, but it was unpleasant.

Can this be eaten too?

I really want to throw her away.

But Shanglu endured and reminded Qiaoqiao, "There is a guest, why don't you go say hello?"

"Don't worry about him." Seeing that Qin Sen was well dressed and his body was not cheap from head to toe, Qiao Qiao said firmly, "He didn't come here for shopping at all."

Shanglu: "How do you know?"

Qiao Qiao took a bite of stinky tofu, "He's not here to buy things anyway. Don't you think he has a strong aura?"

Shang Zhongbo felt a little interesting, "Oh? You can see that too?"

Speaking of aura, Qiao Qiao observed Shanglu carefully, and said thoughtfully, "Shanglu, that person's aura is very close to yours."

Shang Zhongbo thought to himself: Of course, Shang Lu's right-hand man must have the same aura as Shang Lu.

After staring at Shanglu carefully for a long while, Qiaoqiao sighed, "Shanglu, I always think you are aloof and a bit unreal. Before you went bankrupt, did you rarely come to this kind of night market?"

Shanglu's answer was irrelevant, "Are you sure, don't you want to greet that man?"

Qiao Qiao was certain, "He won't buy it, and he probably left after looking at it."

next second.

"Miss Boss, how do you sell this bag?"

Qiao Qiao was sure that Qin Sen wouldn't buy anything, but when he asked, he had to get up to greet him.

Seeing the third master's newly married wife approaching, Qin Sen stared at her carefully.

This is my wife?

How many people tried their best to marry the third master. Those were all glittering celebrities, but they were not as good as a street stall proprietress full of human fireworks?

Qin Sen would like to see what is so special about this woman that can make the chairman so rare, so rare that she must be the young wife of a businessman.

He stared at Qiao Qiao all the time.

"Where are you looking?" Shang Lu walked over, his sharp eyes fell on Qin Sen, full of warning.