Mu Shinian was also helpless: "my money can't be used in the open."
Otherwise, it will certainly scare many people.
Who could have thought that an 18-year-old would have incomparably rich money, and he was not afraid to scare people to death.
Little elder martial sister understands very well.
"Well, migrant workers, don't worry. I'll go with you."
……
After having a rest in the hotel, the little elder martial sister took mu Shinian's address and came to the repair shop.
She stood at the door, glanced at the decoration in the store and couldn't help shaking her head: "who decorated it? This style is too boastful. What are these, Steampunk?"
With such a miserable taste, Xiao Shi wanted to renovate it again: "your boss must be in the late stage of a second disease, or he won't be able to do this."
"Not really." Mu Shinian thought about the personal image of the next Tang and Song dynasties. Finally, he summarized: "he usually looks quite normal."
"There are also abnormal times." The little elder martial sister picked up a magazine, opened it for two eyes, and put it back in place: "it's too ugly. I really don't know how to read it."
When Mu came out of her clothes, she heard her Tucao and couldn't help laughing. "Okay, at least there's no way to make complaints about it."
The little elder martial sister shook her head seriously: "the taste is really bad. I can't bear to see it. I don't know what the master's character is."
Finally, she chose a sofa and reluctantly sat down.
Mu Shimian picked his eyebrow, fished a toolbox and began to work.
"He's actually very nice. Otherwise, how could he accept me as a worker who hasn't graduated yet."
The younger martial sister shook her head: "younger martial sister, you look down on yourself too much. In fact, you are very good. If I were a boss, I would certainly hire you at a high price."
"Thank you, little elder martial sister. I can't get along in the future. I'll work for you." Mu Shi read back.
She was immediately attacked by the little elder martial sister in her eyes: "I said casually that your value is too high, I can't invite you."
The two chatted.
Mu Shinian is not idle.
The little elder martial sister took her mobile phone and played for a while. She really couldn't play anymore. She stood up and swept around the bookshelf. Finally, her eyes fell on the cashier and the account book.
She stared for a while and asked, "can I see this?"
Mu Shinian looked back, looked at the account book and nodded, "look at it."
The little elder martial sister picked it up and opened it: "did you write it down?"
"The first few are written down by others, and the last one is written down by me." Mu Sinian was going to say where to start. On second thought, the little elder martial sister was very familiar with her notes, so she swallowed this sentence.
The little elder martial sister opened it in boredom. After reading the first page, she couldn't move her eyes.
It shouldn't be so coincidental.
Little elder martial sister thought so, and turned to the second page and the third page. Then, the whole person was a little bad.
She put the account book back in place. The whole person was quiet for a full minute before she picked up the account book again.
On closer inspection, her hands were shaking.
Little elder martial sister continued to open it. After reading a few pages, she returned to the title page.
Over there, signed a name.
The name is very fancy... The font is very flying.
Even that little habit hasn't changed.
The little elder martial sister's mind was blank for a while, so she summoned up her courage and put the account book back.