Brother Guang also handed Cheng Xiaoyu the 1,600 yuan he had done before repairing the phone, and said with a smile: "Why are you still opening a broken store by yourself at this level? There are not many people a day, so why don't you come to me directly? The cost of 50% of the accessories is calculated to be mine. I guarantee that your machine will not be repaired in one day."

"It's too hot here." Cheng Xiaoyu gave a joking reason and politely refused, asking me to work for you. Bah, you looked down on me in the past, but now I still look down on my small shop.

Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu refuse, Brother Guang didn't say anything. In the past two times, Cheng Xiaoyu made 5,000 or 6,000 yuan in his store, and he was sure that he was too impatient. This society said it was difficult to make money, but for a small number of people, making money is so easy.

This time, Cheng Xiaoyu did not rush to leave after leaving Huanyu's house, but smiled at Brother Guang and Sister Mei, and walked along the other side to the area where more second-hand counter stores were located.

"This kid is getting awesome, he is going to take on the job." Sister Mei's words were full of sour smell. A little person who had to rely on his own store to take care of her has become a hot guy in a blink of an eye. Now he has started to make more than just his own house. I don't know how many broken machines will be asked to repair him if he goes on this circle.

"Now, you will never be hungry if you rely on skills to make a living." Brother Guang was actually a little uncomfortable. If he could make a living by taking the job, it seems that he would not make this money now. But this is normal. Cheng Xiaoyu has been in the circle for three or four years, and he has a tough brother, and no one is willing to provoke him too much.

As Sister Mei and Brother Guang said, Cheng Xiaoyu knew more than just their family on the third floor of Anhua. After walking around, he had difficult machines that were difficult to repair. Cheng Xiaoyu refused to accept the visit. He did not pay the price for the other party to repair it. He just remembered it to see if it was worth it. He checked it out if it was worth it. Some of them were not too expensive and the price was very low. He would choose to repair it. Making money is one aspect, but it was more about increasing the energy in the index finger. With his own small shop, he could repair several machines a day. This Anhua is the largest second-hand mobile phone trading market in Chuncheng. However, there were only a few cities that were willing to let Cheng Xiaoyu repair it, and there were no less than thirty machines loaded into the bag, and the small bags were crowded.

After leaving the Anhua gate, the sky turned clear, and the sewers put down their playing cards and returned to the street. Looking at the half-spread sunset exposed in the sky, Cheng Xiaoyu felt like he was like the sky at this moment, with clouds dissipating and the scorching sun about to appear.

Previously, when the 8800 failure was checked, Cheng Xiaoyu, who was hungry again, visited the alley snacks again. After eating, he wiped his mouth and looked at the department store not far away. He stepped into the department store again with his bulging bags on his back, and went all the way up to the seventh floor. The beautiful figure there was still a gaze of attention. Some people who didn't want to buy the phone were willing to stay there and talk to her.

"Why? I like Xiao Cen too. There are so many people who like her. If you don't have a chance, don't fantasize, so as not to cause trouble for yourself." The sudden sound behind me scared Cheng Xiaoyu. He looked back and saw that it was the one who had left Anhua before. He frowned slightly and was about to defend himself. The son had already spoken again: "Xiao Cen has a boyfriend, the manager of this building, a person with a wide hand and eyes. The phone number was repaired by him before."

"I didn't..."

"There is no better. Such a proud peacock is destined to be a canary in the cage of rich people. It is impossible to touch it. Otherwise, you don't even know how to die. If you don't have a few million, you are not qualified to raise such a woman." After giving birth, you didn't talk to Cheng Xiaoyu for more than one year. He walked to Zhang Xiaochen's counter and sat naturally on the chair. Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't hear what they were talking about, but he could see the faint smile on Zhang Xiaochen's face.

Is that really that true?

Destiny, what is destiny? Is this world destined to be a world of powerful and rich people? Do they choose any good things first?

No!

Cheng Xiaoyu clenched his fists and took the elevator to leave the department store. In ancient times, he was angry and made a furious woman, but now he was also excited for a furious woman. Touching his bulging shoulder bag, this is my start, I will do better, I can.

He made a rare exception and returned to the mobile phone store. The sky became darker. After Cheng Xiaoyu had a meal, the woman gave him much more than any reason for fighting in the past. The gorgeous face flashed through his mind. Cheng Xiaoyu might not have been so impulsive in his life. In the past, he was just looking far away, but now he was stimulated by a few words of giving birth to a child and possessing his own abilities. Getting close will be his goal.

Money, a necessity for ensuring survival in this society, is also one of the sources of confidence that gives a man.

He took out the phones from several stores and put them in different categories. There were fifty repair fees, eighty or one hundred, and there were few things from Brother Guang’s 200. There were many problems. Cheng Xiaoyu was about to show his skills. A student who always came to watch the night all night walked in with the phone, and kept opening and closing the flip of his phone while walking.

"Daewoo, see if it's broken, it won't be displayed."

Cheng Xiaoyu said oh, took the phone and looked at it. According to his past habits, he had never thought about the problem of the left hand. He took it apart and prepared to replace it. After disassembly, he thought about whether to use his left hand to look at it?

"No, maybe this can generate energy?"

The facts were as Cheng Xiaoyu thought. After changing a phone call and repaired it, an energy that was much weaker than the previous phone calls that were difficult to repair entered the index finger. It was very light, but finally there was.

Cheng Xiaoyu still understands the principle of accumulating a lot, and he also feels a little bit of satisfaction when he completely repairs it himself.

"How much?"

"I can give you twenty, I'm all acquaintances, so I'll charge you some money." Cheng Xiaoyu waved his hand generously. First of all, there must be one thing that must be affordable. You can make money but not too much. Otherwise, college students don't mind going to a few more companies or simply taking them to the city to repair. How can Cheng Xiaoyu, who has worked for more than three years, not only sells personal favors but also earns money.

"Okay, we're going to come here to watch the night..."

"Um."

Accumulate less and add more.

I don’t know what happened. In the store where there are few customers on weekdays, customers are still circulating today. Cheng Xiaoyu has no time to repair the phone. He comes to buy a recharge card, a mobile phone case, and a mobile phone battery charger. He is all very profitable and has to make a small profit but he has to make more than 30 yuan. It’s better to repair a phone. However, Cheng Xiaoyu has become accustomed to this kind of life. Suddenly, gold fell from the sky and the banknotes are not in his pocket. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!