Chapter 1997 Peter's Complaint

As for God, Katie and her mother. The two sat behind the counter, looking like they were watching a play, and Katie's mother didn't know where to find some snacks on the counter.

There was a good expression, seeing the eyes I looked at, Katie's mother Lola, frowned at me, probably meaning, I take good care of you! ?

I swept my mouth, and some people turned their heads helplessly, waiting for the arrival of those so-called protection fees.

Yes, today's things are because a puzzling gang took over the management of this place and began to charge some management fees to nearby tenants.

In fact, the price is not very expensive, and most stores also give it, but at this time Lola was received, this nervous woman didn't like these things at all, and seriously despised those who came to collect money.

That's why it led to today's negotiations.

But. I looked around. The oldest here is only fourteen years old, okay? Do you really want this group of people to negotiate? In fact, they came to support the play, but I always thought so. Seize the scene, at least let you bring Sebastian sauce yourself.

But Katie explicitly prohibited this proposal, and I couldn't control it, so I had to pull some people who were still my friends.

When I walked into Katie's heart shop, the first thing they did was not to teach them how to negotiate, but to let Katie's mother Lola play with her and change countless clothes. Please give me more and faster vacations.

That's why it's like this now. I looked at Peter, who was anxious, and I knew that this thing didn't look suitable for formal clothes.

In fact, the most surprising thing to me was that there would be clothes that fit everyone's size? There were so many sets for each set.

I remember that when Lola was taken to the second floor to change clothes, I saw that there were two rooms full inside. I couldn't help but have a toothache.

Oh! I sighed and sat quietly, without continuing to ask Lola for advice. Because Mao would let them negotiate this matter.

Waited for about ten years or so, but before the negotiator came, Peter couldn't help saying, "Can't I change my posture?"

"Peter, you know, I hired you for an hour! If you can't even do this hour well, can you afford your salary?" Lola heard Peter's complaint, raised the corner of her mouth, and said to him with a smile.

"Oh? Do we still have a salary? How come I have never heard of it?" Peter, a stinky guy, had long hoped to mix pocket money. As soon as Lola said that, her eyes suddenly turned into a symbol of money.

"That is, we have never heard of anyone paying us!" Brian also looked at Lola in an incredible way, but when he finished, Peter and Brian stared at me with very bad eyes together.

I frowned, the son of a bitch is like the kind of employee salary in the pit? Nima, I haven't heard of wages or anything.

Because of a little helplessness, I suddenly remembered the side, gently pushed, opened my mouth and asked: "Do you know the salary?"

"We still have wages?! Are you sure you are kidding? Aunt Lola is a famous miser!" Neo looked at me in surprise, but the voice was too low, and at the end of the evaluation of Lola, a person like me who knows more than anyone else could hardly hear my words.

As soon as I covered my forehead, I looked up at my two companions and said, "I haven't heard of it either!"

"Huh? You haven't heard of it? Well, that's when I was wrong!" Lola heard the conversation of these people and immediately pretended to be very innocent.

The dull and cute expression instantly defeated several little boys, and I said to Lola maliciously: "My Aunt Lola, we don't want to pay!" But I ask that when this is done, I can eat snacks at will! "

"Yes! We should have benefits, we should have snacks!"

"Snacks!"

"Little Book!"

The last sentence of "Stare" was shouted out by Neo, but when he finished speaking, he found that everyone looked at him with a very strange expression, except for Katie Little Lori (), who lowered her head to eat. Please give me more and faster vacations.

My expression was not very good, but it could be felt that his little friend seemed to admire himself.

But the other two people I brought over were not that expression. Of course, with extraordinary observation and psychoanalysis, he almost knew what these stupid children were thinking.