Memory doesn't make money, but if you sell one of these mid-to-high-end computers, you can earn thousands of dollars in profit.

Zhao Song's demonstration sales made Zhonghai's merchants understand that they still have a way to go - if you don't give me the goods, I can rent out second-hand 32M memory first, and as long as I can light up the whole machine, I can sell other accessories.

If I go, I can make money.

There is only one level that Zhao Song can do.

After searching all the warehouses of Zhonghai, I couldn't find much 32M memory. After all, there are not many products that have been discontinued. Even so, Zhao Song has maintained the popularity of Zhonghai market for two more days.

He made an agreement with Zhao Xin on profit sharing and left a schoolbag of memory to Jiaming.

Over there at Huaqing Jiayuan, there was a royal lady waiting for him to feed him. If he was still late this time, the relationship between the two would probably be completely over.

……………

"Sister Qiu, you said there are vegetables and meat in the refrigerator?"

"yes."

"You didn't say there was only beef?"

“Beef is healthy!”

Zhao Song had no choice but to say, "Just do whatever you have to do."

“Remember to ask for a theme dinner.”

"...Please get out."

……………

Qiu Shan was lying on the sofa in a daze, waiting for the meal to be served.

Her ex-boyfriend ran away and took her dog with him. After a period of self-adjustment and meeting Zhao Song, Qiu Shan completely got through this period of frustration. The problem now is-Qiu Shan has two

A dog.

"What is he doing with the dog?"

Qiu Shan couldn't understand it no matter how hard she thought about it.

"Sister Qiu, dinner is ready~" Zhao Song's cry interrupted Qiu Shan's thinking.

Qiu Shan came to the restaurant and saw her theme dinner today.

"Fried zucchini with tomatoes, fried cauliflower with tomatoes, fried eggs with tomatoes, and the last dish is beef brisket stewed with tomatoes and potatoes." Zhao Song, holding a spoon, said proudly: "The theme of today's dinner is - the mountains and rivers of the motherland are red!"

Qiu Shan looked at the table and Zhao Song.

"Zhao Song, do you like dogs?"

Zhao Song pondered: "Dog? Or posture? That's a question."

Qiu Shan didn't care whether he answered or not, she picked up her job and attacked a table of reds.

"Sister Qiu, leave some meat for me!"

…………

Qiu Shan is a cat-like woman, elusive and erratic.

"Song'er, my boyfriend ran away and took my dog ​​with him."

"Auntie, what kind of dog?" Or posture?

"One Husky, one Alaskan." That's right, these two can do anything together.

"Auntie, could it be that your dog ran away and took your boyfriend away?"

Qiu Shan's eyes lit up. The long confusion was finally solved, and she couldn't help but feel great.

Under the leadership of Qiu Shan, Zhao Song began an exciting nightlife.

"Song'er, aunt will take you to drink!"

In the Sansanlitun bar.

Zhao Song stared at the orange (lemon?) on the cocktail glass and hesitated whether to eat it.

"Song'er, aunt will take you to a disco."

In the Worker's Disco.

Zhao Song transformed into a postal deliveryman, holding half a hand with his left hand, waving his right hand back and forth, and twisting his buttocks to the rhythm.

"Song'er, I want to hear you sing."

"Auntie, I'm tone-deaf and can't sing."

"Song'er, how much money did you make using my computer?"

Okay, you think of me as a public relations man.

Melody KTV, Zhongguancun South Street.

After looking through the playlist, I couldn't find anyone who could sing Zhao Song, so I had to sing a cappella.

Qiu Shan was very happy, shaking the light stick, looking at Zhao Song in front of her and singing to her affectionately: "

You're totally screwed, just figure it out

I want you to kneel down and call me daddy

Just decide who is your father

I want you to kneel down and call me daddy"

Zhao Song also said that this part of the song would not be out of tune.

"Song'er..."

"Sister Qiu, I don't want to make money from you anymore. I'll restore your Internet cafe to its original state tomorrow?"

"Song'er, the Internet cafe has been rented to Aimee, carry your aunt home!"

This can be done!

Carrying two big volleyballs on my head, I was dizzy all the way back to Huaqing Jiayuan.

Qiu Shan is a cat-like woman who wants and gets whatever she wants.

It was already 3 o'clock in the night. Zhao Song was paralyzed on the sofa and was helpless. This was the most tiring amount of money Zhao Song had ever earned in his life.

It’s been a night, should this royal lady calm down a bit?

Suddenly, he noticed that Qiu Shan had put on a pair of convertible pajamas and was lazily leaning against the wall, "Song'er, sleep with me!"

Zhao Song looked around in confusion, then pointed his finger at himself? His face was full of doubts?

Sister Yu nodded.

Why are there still open-top pajamas? Zhao Song doesn't want to think about what the plans of these impure sisters are. Zhao Song, who is obsessed with sperm, only knows that if he doesn't get in now, he will never be prosperous!

"Burn my calories!" I yelled inside:

"Bye lion head, I want to hit the big volleyball.

Goodbye table tennis......"

Sing!

………………

Qiu Shan is a cat-like woman, capricious and disobedient.

The applause is over.

"Song'er, I'm going to sleep."

Zhao Song, who was kicked out of the room, still had the echo of "Calories" in his head.

"This crazy bitch!"

Zhao Song shivered in the cool morning breeze and hurriedly ran into the van.

"Have I been seduced by this royal sister?" Zhao Song's blood-filled head finally realized that he could now be a target for collecting stamps. He thought proudly, holding the gold cup and heading towards his shop. He couldn't

Dare to sleep in a golden cup with the air conditioner on.

………….

"Where is Zhao Song?" Yuanyuan came to the Zhao Song counter in aisle 11.

Ding Tao and the others ignored her, who were they talking to?

"Ding Tao, is Zhao Song here?"

"He never comes in the morning." Ding Tao said without putting down his work and without looking back.

Yuanyuan thought for a while and stomped away.

Cai Feng glanced at Yuanyuan's back and asked, "Brother Ding, is this woman's head broken?"

"She is not broken, it is his second uncle who is broken."
To be continued...