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"I don't sell biscuits." Shen Mian waved her hands repeatedly.

"But I can buy it for you, and I can help your friends. It only takes a little purchasing agent fee."

He looked serious, and looked at Lu Huaicheng intently, with only one person reflected in his eyes, with some expectation.

The boredom in Lu Huaicheng's chest faded away.

Those emotions melted away in the passing wind and disappeared without a trace.

As if it never existed.

He glanced at Shen Mian.

This kind of biscuit seller shouldn't expect much sincerity from him.

Even if I am tempted occasionally, I still covet his beauty, but most of the time it is for money.

But he is not like Zhong Qi, who will be immersed in these hypocrisy.

He just thought that Shen Mian was quite interesting, and he was willing to pay attention to the things he was interested in.

Lu Huaicheng felt extremely sober, and was still thinking about how to ask Shen Mian, "Have you had lunch yet?"

There is quite a lot to say.

He has no interest in standing here and being surrounded by people, and he is still carrying something in his hand.

Shen Mian shook her head honestly, "Not yet."

"Follow me." After Lu Huaicheng finished speaking, he raised his foot and walked in the opposite direction.

There is still more than an hour before the end of the lunch break, and Shen Mian's problem should be solved.

Lu Huaicheng walked a few steps, and handed the bag to the side again.

Shen Mian looked at the arm in front of her, hesitated for a second, and moved half a step to the right.

"Hide what, carry it." Lu Huaicheng said impatiently.

Shen Mian sneaked a glance at him, looked at Lu Huaicheng, immediately withdrew her gaze, took Lu Huaicheng's bag, and replied sullenly, "Oh."

He used to think that Lu Huaicheng was similar to other human beings.

But today's Lu Huaicheng is so fierce.

Shen Mian stepped forward on Lu Huaicheng's shadow with her head down, and the impression of Lu Huaicheng was a little bit deep in her mind.

He tilted his head, his eyebrows were thick and shaped, and the tip of his eyebrows was like a sword point. He raised his eyelids slightly, and his eyes fell on him, as if he was looking at something.

The corners of the lips pressed down, fiercely.

Lu Huaicheng took two more steps, reached out and snatched the bag from Shen Mian's hand.

"Don't go down. If you go down again, your head will fall off."

Shen Mian showed horror, and immediately patted his head.

Lu Huaicheng was a little angry at first, the six boxes of biscuits were not heavy, he was not active in selling biscuits, and instead let him, a big customer, carry them.

Just seeing that Shen Mian breathed a sigh of relief after touching it, the corners of her lips wanted to curl up again.

He took Shen Mian into a restaurant he was familiar with, asked for a booth, and when he put down the biscuits, he had already recovered his usual calmness, "How do you drag customers into buying biscuits like this?"

"Huh?" Shen Mian's eyes were glued to the menu, and he raised his head subconsciously when he heard his voice.

Lu Huaicheng refused to speak again, "Let's order."

Shen Mian poked her fingers on the menu, raised her eyelids, glanced at Lu Huaicheng, boldly slid up, and chose the most expensive dish.

Lu Huaicheng was pouring tea for himself, sat upright and had a panoramic view of Shen Mian's expression, when he suddenly said, "This meal is up to you."

Shen Mian was stunned on the spot, and it took a long time before she lowered her head again and moved her fingers away from the menu.

He na na said, "I don't have much money."

Lu Huaicheng didn't speak, and already bowed his head to choose dishes.

Shen Mian couldn't sit still, every time he saw his fingertips fall, he felt his heart skip a beat, and finally his whole face turned bitter.

He really has no money. After paying off the mortgage, he even has no money to buy biscuits for Lu Huaicheng.

[What will happen if there is no money to pay the bill? ] Shen Mian discussed with 001 nervously.

001 guessed, [may be left behind to work to pay off debts. ]

Shen Mian was worried at first, and then said a little anxiously, [Is that... have a job? ]

001 struggled and said, [But I don't want you after paying off the debt. ]

Shen Mian's face changed back and forth.

After Lu Huaicheng chose the last soup, he returned the menu to the waiter, watched his face change for a while, and then said.

"I pay."

Shen Mian recalled the dishes Lu Huaicheng ordered, and felt that Lu Huaicheng was a good person again.

Lu Huaicheng didn't know that his image in Shen Mian's heart went up and down like a roller coaster.

He took a sip of tea, and while waiting for the food to be served, he had a serious chat with Shen Mian, "You can continue to contact those old customers, but don't ask anyone else to sell this biscuit again."

"What?" Shen Mian felt that he understood, but he didn't quite understand.

Lu Huaicheng put the porcelain cup on the coaster, and said directly, "You don't have to play dumb with me, I know why you are looking for me."

Shen Mian's eyes wandered, and the hands covered by the table were squeezed together nervously, "You know everything."

"Yes." Lu Huaicheng agreed firmly.

"I don't mind your purpose of looking for me, but you must agree to my conditions."

Shen Mian nodded obediently.

Lu Huaicheng repeated the words not to let him find other people to sell biscuits.

He thought for a while, "It's best not to sell this biscuit. After all, it's not something that can be done for a long time."

However, he is not some dishonest young master, and he also knows that selling biscuits must be Shen Mian's main source of income at present, and it is definitely not possible to just pinch them.

Lu Huaicheng pondered, "Anyway, you can come to me first if you need to sell as much as you want. As long as it's not too much, I can buy it for you."

He talked about his request, and Shen Mian also discussed with 001 in his mind.

Lian Meng took a guess and probably confirmed what Lu Huaicheng meant.

001 concluded, [That is, you can still ask Lu Huaicheng to sell biscuits to make money. ]

[Will it be bad? ] Shen Mian hesitated, [We want to use Lu Huaicheng's money to buy biscuits for him, check the progress of the task, and then make money by buying him biscuits? ]

001 thinks so, [Then you ask him. ]

Shen Mian tentatively asked Lu Huaicheng, "I'm helping to buy biscuits now, and I need to pay extra."

Lu Huaicheng raised his eyebrows, "How much more?"

Shen Mian chose a number, "20?"

Seeing that Lu Huaicheng was silent, his face turned hot, and he whispered, "If you think it's too much, you can discuss it again."

Lu Huaicheng, "..."

It just so happened that the waiter knocked on the door, interrupting their conversation, and Lu Huaicheng swallowed back the words on his lips.

After the food was served, he said, "20 is 20."

He really overestimated Shen Mian.

Seeing that he agreed, Shen Mian relaxed and looked at Lu Huaicheng with a little more gratitude.

Joyfully picked up the chopsticks and prepared to pick up vegetables.

Lu Huaicheng stopped him with chopsticks, "Answer me a question before eating."

Shen Mian maintained the posture of chopsticks without moving, eyes glued to the crispy shrimp, and nodded.

Lu Huaicheng asked him, "How much do you make selling a biscuit?"

Shen Mian said without thinking, "20 yuan."

Lu Huaicheng let go of his chopsticks, watched him swiftly lower his chopsticks, and clumsily picked up a shrimp and put it into his bowl, feeling as if it was so true in a trance.

A biscuit of 800 yuan may have a profit of several hundred, but he only got a profit of 20 yuan.

But this is more like what Shen Mian might do.

Lu Huaicheng put down his chopsticks and said, "I can give you 40 yuan for each biscuit, but don't sell this kind of biscuit, buy something else, at least it's worth the price."

He can also guarantee that during the period of his interest, Shen Mian's life will not be worse than before.

And then, for Shen Mian to be with him during this time, he can also help Shen Mian arrange other jobs.

Shen Mian opened her mouth, thought she was still eating, closed it again, and nodded to Lu Huaicheng.

Any biscuit is the same to him anyway.

After he swallowed the shrimp meat in his mouth and took another sip of the soup, he asked Lu Huaicheng, "Then can you tell me, what is the name of your favorite biscuit?"

There are a lot of expensive biscuits.

I don't know if the more expensive ones can brush more progress bars.

Now he can ask Lu Huaicheng for money first, and then buy biscuits, so he can buy more expensive ones.

Shen Mian's heart is ready to move.

Lu Huaicheng met his bright eyes, blinked, lowered his head, and picked up the chopsticks.

Shen Mian must have many old customers.

Lu Huaicheng thought.

No one can refuse to be looked at by this kind of gaze, he is like the whole world, the earnest gaze is not like asking what kind of biscuit he likes, but more like asking what kind of person he likes.

"Can't you say it?" Shen Mian waited for a while, seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, she looked back regretfully.

Lu Huaicheng took two bites hastily, and then he couldn't eat anymore. He felt that the air in the private room was too stuffy, and today's food was not as good as before.

He threw away the chopsticks, with a straight face, but his voice was very soft, "You are too greedy."

Wanted both his money and his people.

When Shen Mian was told by him, she blinked her eyes to realize that he seemed to be going too far.

Having taken advantage of Lu Huaicheng so much for nothing, I still want to ask Lu Huaicheng which biscuit he likes.

The two chopsticks in his hand were close together, and he accidentally knocked down the edge of the bowl before he came back to his senses and said to Lu Huaicheng, "I'm sorry."

Lu Huaicheng nodded slightly, accepting his apology.

After lunch, I walked out of the hotel with my bag in hand.

He pretended to glance at Shen Mian casually, "The most precious biscuit."

After finishing speaking, he felt that he was talking too much, so he strode towards the school.

Shen Mian stayed where she was and sighed.

Sure enough, the most expensive biscuits.

But he can't buy it.