With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

Qiu Ling didn't move. "Last time when Aunt Guihua opened a factory, I said I had money, but they didn't want it. You guys obviously need money urgently this time, so why don't you want it? Don't you consider me a friend?"

"How can I take your money? Have you had an easy life these past two years? You've been on business trips every few days, running around and working so hard that you don't even have time to cook for yourself. Just because you're a friend, I can't take your hard-earned money."

......Actually, this money comes quite easily.

At that early morning hour, she had just earned nearly seven million in net profit from reselling embroidery.

Also, she doesn't have time to cook simply because she's lazy and doesn't want to be exposed to cooking fumes.

Qiu Ling scratched his brow, "55 is really not a lot for me. So, you write me an IOU and give me a higher interest rate. Isn't this better than putting it in the bank?"

After hearing such words, how could Chen Huan not understand that Qiu Ling really wanted to help.

She smiled helplessly: "You really trust us."

"We are the iron triangle."

In the end, the desire for development overcame reason, and Chen Huan accepted the money.

She took out a clean piece of white paper. She had written many IOUs in the past few days, so she was already very familiar with it and quickly drafted one.

Signed and stamped.

Qiu Ling put away the IOU and took the money out of her handbag. "I need to take this bag back to pack my clothes, so I won't give it to you."

"Puchi!" Chen Huan couldn't help laughing, "That's right."

Everything Qiu Ling said was true. Every time she came back from a business trip, she would bring back a batch of clothes. Her closet was full and she could only temporarily pack them in her handbag.

Chen Huan took the money and went to the fleet early the next morning.

I've been very busy lately and haven't been seen much.

Qiu Ling usually cooks, puts products on the shelves, runs around the warehouse, and chats with millions of netizens.

One day when she was relatively free, she did a thorough cleaning of her wardrobe. She packed clothes for four seasons into four large boxes respectively, and packed shoes into two large boxes separately.

There are two boxes of dog clothes and half a box of cat clothes.

Qiu Ling took all the clothes and shoes that she seldom wore to the villa.

When I opened the cloakroom, I found that there were still many clothes with tags still on, and they even smelled like new clothes.

When you empty the clothes out of the box and hang them up, you suddenly feel like it’s almost full?

Alas, the space in the cloakroom is still too small.

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mid-December.

Judging from the temperature in the weather forecast, Guangzhou has officially entered the hot summer.

Luo Xiaoyu entered the courtyard carrying a heavy bag.

Hearing the voice, Qiu Ling half-raised her body on the recliner, "Hey? Aren't you on vacation these days? Why are you here?"

Luo Xiaoyu stepped onto the stairs mysteriously, "Because I found something good on the way."

"What?" Qiu Ling's curiosity was aroused and he sat up completely.

Luo Xiaoyu opened the bag. "Glutinous corn!" She picked out the corn and said while peeling the shell: "I didn't eat breakfast this morning. I felt dizzy when I got off the highway. There happened to be a fellow villager selling glutinous corn at the intersection, so I bought one to eat. As a result, I couldn't stop eating it. I ate 4 in one breath. The glutinous corn tasted fragrant, sweet and sticky, and it was so tender that you could squeeze out water.

I thought, it's the season for harvesting sticky corn recently! I will definitely be late when I return from vacation, so I decided to end my vacation early.

Here are 5 jins. I bought them from my fellow villager in Jiangcheng. I'll cook them for you to taste."

With employees like this, Qiu Ling has nothing else to ask for.

She lay back down and said, "Cook a few more, it will be just right for lunch." She could have another simple meal.

Luo Xiaoyu walked into the kitchen with familiarity, and soon the yard was filled with the strong fragrance of corn.

"Ms. Qiu, it's ready to eat." She placed the corn basket on the iron basin, carefully straightened the corn with one hand, and with the other hand, she held a bamboo chopstick and inserted it into the corn core quickly and accurately, then handed it to Qiu Ling, "Be careful of the heat."

"Thank you." Qiu Ling took it. The farmers grew the corn at home and did not pay much attention to the quality of the corn, so the kernels were not arranged neatly. But the kernels were full and the skin would break if pinched lightly with fingernails.

The overall taste is sweet and soft, with a thin skin and no residue. The extremely tender tip is full of juice, with a light milky flavor and a strong corn aroma.

It looks unremarkable, but tastes delicious!

After finishing one, Qiu Ling couldn't help but eat the second one. "It tastes really good. You can try to buy a large batch. You must control the quality. The corn is wrapped in a coat, so you have to be careful in selecting it."

"Since you said so, I'll just go for it." Luo Xiaoyu was eager to try.

In Qiu Ling's eyes, she is a natural workaholic, which is also a good thing. She can make more money while she is young so that she can live in a better nursing home when she is old.

"Xiao Qiu, I brought back some corn from my hometown and just cooked it. You...hey, you have corn too." Grandma Wang also brought over a basket of corn with pointed corns. Knowing that Qiu Ling was too lazy to cook, she helped cook it. It was just out of the pot and was still steaming.

A figure stepped forward before Qiu Ling.

Luo Xiaoyu stared at the corn in Grandma Wang's arms, "Grandma Wang, can I have one?"

"Oh, of course. I have a basket in my house. If you like, you can take some back home to eat." Luo Xiaoyu often visited Shangtang Street, and after a few visits, she became a familiar face to Grandma Wang.

Luo Xiaoyu only took one and said, "No, just one is enough for me."

Grandma Wang was puzzled. Xiao Qiu was always very kind to his subordinates. He wouldn't be so protective of food as to not give even one corn to his child even though there was a basket full of corn.

There must be other reasons.

Luo Xiaoyu tasted only half of the corn and couldn't help but nodded, "Grandma Wang, do you grow a lot of this variety of corn in your hometown?"

"A lot. The whole village grows it. This variety of sticky corn tastes the best. What's wrong?"

Luo Xiaoyu's eyes sparkled. "Can you give me the address of a village?"

Grandma Wang looked puzzled, and her inquiring eyes fell on Qiu Ling the next second.

Qiu Ling nodded slightly.

"I say, please write it down." Grandma Wang put down the basket and told Luo Xiaoyu the address of the village.

"Thank you, Grandma Wang." Luo Xiaoyu put away the note with satisfaction, turned around and said to Qiu Ling: "Miss Qiu, I'm going to do something."

Qiu Ling nodded, "Just treat this vacation as not taking any time off. You can make up for it when you finish your work."

Luo Xiaoyu thanked him and left quickly.

After the people walked away, Grandma Wang murmured, "This little girl is so impetuous."

Qiu Ling threw the corn kernels she had eaten on the ground, thinking that she could use them to light the stove after drying them. She was about to take another corn kernel that Grandma Wang had brought her, but it was so hot!

Grandma Wang's attention was instantly drawn to it. "Don't do it, just poke it with the chopsticks!" As she said that, she helped to poke one.

Qiu Ling had a traumatic experience of having her hand poked in her early years, so she is now accustomed to eating corn with her hands.

"Try not to poke it with chopsticks. If you don't use enough force, you might end up poking your hand," Qiu Ling reminded.

Granny Wang held out her hand without a care in the world. "It's okay. I'm old and thick-skinned, and my skills are mature."

Qiu Ling was speechless.

Grandma Wang had to hurry home to cook, so she told her parents to eat the cooked corn early and then went back to her yard.

Qiu Ling looked at the two large baskets of corn in confusion.

There are at least thirty corns here. Even if you don't sleep and nibble on one corn every hour from morning to night, you can only nibble on 1 corns. If you can't finish them, it will be wasted.

Qiu Ling raised her eyes and looked towards the main hall, a plan came to her mind, "Huhuhuhuhu..."