I never expected that Bai Haotian lived in a block on the side of Hefang Street. This area is mostly shops of antiques and strange stones in Hangzhou. Bai Haotian lives on the second floor of a shop on the side of the street.

She said that her family hoped that she could take over some of the family's business in the future and be protected by Jiumen. Many of the huge Bai family's families were engaged in the collection industry. Some shops were OK for many years, so during her internship, in addition to doing the job of Eleventh Clothing, there was also this shop that allowed her to practice by herself first and be familiar with the business rules.

What surprised me was that the name of this shop was Haoshanju, which was a steel bar inserted into Wushanju's mind.

Bai Haotian was a little shy and a little proud. I couldn't ask her what she was thinking. When I arrived, she had already gone upstairs to wash up, walked down and turned on the light on the first floor of the store, and sat on the first floor to chat.

I looked around all the goods on the first floor. Facing the large cabinets outside the door, most of which sell seed materials. There are all kinds of strange and cheap stones on both sides, piled together, arranged problems, and the shelves were also problematic. At first glance, it was a copy of the display of other stores, but I didn't understand the internal logic, so I only copied one page and didn't understand it.

The little girl probably had to sort out her face and so on, so I arranged the stones in a conditioned manner according to my understanding.

She sat down and I gave her two codes. Asked him: "What is the reason why you can break the number of Lord Zhang Dafo? How did you calculate it?"

Bai Haotian looked at me and thought for a long time: "How can I explain this clearly? I guessed it anyway. I can't finish it for days and nights."

I wrote down Yin Xinyue's number and name.

"Can you deduce logic from these two? Make an equation so that we can know everyone in the warehouse."

"But why do we know?" Bai Haotian looked at me nervously: "Mr. Little Master, you have to do such a big project on the first day of work. According to the rules, it is impossible for us to know the specific information about the goods."

"Don't you know Zhang Qishan?"

"That's because I'm so useless. I'll make fun of myself. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have said it." Bai Haotian turned over the paper of the two names: "I don't count, I don't count."

"Okay, I don't know this equation. Please help me calculate it. No one needs to tell you. Just tell me one thing, which is Wu Sansheng's number? I want to check what my third uncle put in the warehouse. My third uncle's things are all left for me. I will check it. Sooner or later, I will know it." I told Bai Haotian.

Bai Haotian turned over the paper again and bit his lower lip. I looked at her expression and found that something was wrong.

Her expression was not thinking about whether to calculate for me, but about whether to tell me some information that I don’t know. I thought about several possibilities and suddenly said, “Or, you are so smart, you have already calculated this equation and know which number is my third uncle. You can tell me directly.”

Bai Haotian's face turned pale, and he almost wanted to escape, his eyes looked everywhere, and there was no place to stop for two or three seconds. He grabbed his pajama pants with his hands.

I took a deep breath, "Tell me this, I will teach you how to make this store."

Bai Haotian never thought I would say this, and looked at me in surprise, "Really?"

"Are you hesitating?"

"Don't hesitate!" Bai Haotian immediately turned over the paper, quickly wrote down a number, and handed it to me: "Keep your word!"
Chapter completed!