I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

Chapter 311 Is that a Decoration?

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"I can't help it, why don't you wear a mask so that others don't recognize you?" Xiao Zhu was shocked when he saw that Jiang Siming only had one mask.

Jiang Siming shrugged and said, "No way, I'm too famous, and everyone doesn't know me, so I don't need to disguise myself."

"Nonsense, so many people watch your live broadcast, how can people not know you, you must not show your face live broadcast, so not many people know you."

The little pig is smart and guessed right.

"I didn't come to chat with you. I'll give you the money. The two load of frozen fish is 150 yuan in total." Jiang Siming reached out his hand to Xiaozhu.

Jiang Siming had a wicked smile on his face, and the people in the program team also laughed.

These two boxes of goods are obviously only 50, but this guy actually opened his mouth.

But the show team won't expose it, this is the highlight, okay?

Playing cards out of common sense is the rule of chicken strips.

Why is the ratings of the first few episodes of this season so low, that is, the red thunder is no longer, Yue Yunpeng and the other new guests are too honest, there is no point to watch!

These two boxes of goods were sent to Xiaozhu's stall.

"150? Why don't you grab it? I sold it for more than 200 this morning. If I gave it to you, wouldn't it be all gone?" Xiaozhu shouted.

"Then do you know how much I can weigh against these two boxes. How about you take care of it? If you take it for a walk around this vegetable market, how about I'll give you 150?"

"Really? I'll come!" Xiaozhu heard that he had money, and immediately came over to take Jiang Siming's stretcher, and he wilted as soon as he was lifted.

With the strength to suckle, he barely lifted the two boxes of goods, but he quickly put it down before taking two steps, rubbing his shoulders and twitching in pain.

"It's too heavy for me to go here, how did you carry it over here?"

The little pig glanced at his shoulder, and it was all red and swollen.

A star like him has never done any physical work since he was a child, and it was his first time to use a pole, so his shoulders couldn't bear it at all.

Generally, people who have never used a stretcher are very difficult to adapt to at first. The meat on the shoulders is too tender, and a little gravity is enough to make them suffer.

"Now you know that it's not easy for me to earn this kind of money." Jiang Siming said, wiping the sweat on his forehead, with a 'poor' look on his face.

"Isn't your task to eat?"

"I changed with Yue Yunpeng." Jiang Siming replied.

"It's interesting enough, I'll do this work for you, I'll pay for the money!" Xiaozhu said and counted 150 to Jiang Siming.

After Jiang Siming took it, he smiled like a fox and said, "Then I'll go first, say goodbye to Brother Pig, and be generous to you. If you don't have anything to eat at noon, you can come to me. I have prawns there."

"How could there be no food at noon, the program team will arrange it." Xiaozhu didn't believe it.

"Come here if you don't have it by then." Jiang Siming didn't tell him more, took the money and picked up the pole and left.

But because of this wave of exchanges, Xiaozhu's impression of Jiang Siming was much better, and the little jealousy he had before was gone.

Jiang Siming's direct and funny personality easily removed Xiao Zhu's guard against him.

Of course, this has to be based on the fact that Xiaozhu doesn't know that Jiang Siming has cheated him for a hundred dollars...

The last load was two bags of clothes, which Jiang Siming sent to Reba's clothing store.

Jiang Siming couldn't help laughing when he saw Reba.

Because he wanted to sell clothes, Reba couldn't wrap himself like a zongzi like a pig, so he could only let the show team put on makeup for himself.

After makeup, Reba looks like a middle-aged aunt, with crow's feet, and her fair face was painted sallow by a superb makeup artist.

If it hadn't been for the hidden camera in her store, Jiang Siming, such a Reba, would have hardly recognized it.

"You are laughing! Nasty!"

Hearing Jiang Siming's laughter, Reba said fiercely on his hips.

Jiang Siming unloaded the goods from the load, took off the mask, and lay down comfortably on the sun lounger in her store.

"I laugh at how unpredictable your makeup is, the unity of heaven and man, and the shocking weeping of ghosts and gods."

"That's what I thought. I put on makeup for two hours today, and I usually don't wear makeup for more than two hours." Reba said.

"It's not more than two hours?" Jiang Siming said disdainfully: "Two hours is basically decoration, so it's not called makeup."

Reba: "..."

What he said made sense, I was speechless.

The accompanying PT held back his laughter, Jiang Siming's words were right, a golden sentence!

"I usually only need half an hour to put on makeup." Reba was afraid that Jiang Siming would misunderstand that he was decorating his face. Isn't he good~

"Why explain to me?" Jiang Siming smirked.

"I'm here to declare that I'm not decorating, not for you, understand!" Reba said angrily.

"It's been searched for four times, your environment is not bad, how many clothes have you sold?" Jiang Siming quickly skipped the topic just now and looked at the clothing store.

"I only sold six pieces of clothes, and the boss only gave me 20 yuan for each piece of clothing. I have only made 120 yuan. How about you?"

"What about me? I haven't counted yet, I'll take a look." Jiang Siming took out the money he just earned from his pocket, there were ten dollars and twenty dollars, fifty dollars and even a few hundred dollars.

Drumming's hands are full of money, and Reba's mouth is wide open.

"How can you make so much money? Isn't your task to eat, eater?

Does the family give you money back? "

"I think it's beautiful, I changed tasks with Yue Yunpeng and worked as a picker for him. I picked a few thousand kilograms of goods. This is brother's hard-earned money."

Jiang Siming counted, and there were a total of 625. Not bad, this work still paid off.

"I envy you for making so much. I only made 120 so far, and I can't sell the clothes." Reba said melancholy.

"If you want to sell faster, I have a solution." Jiang Siming raised his head and said happily.

"What can I do? Tell me quickly."

"It's okay to tell you, but we'll split the account between the two of us for the clothes we sell next, and I'll help you out, how about it?" Jiang Siming is always making routines to others.

"Then how do I know if you can help me sell a lot of pieces." Reba said.

"Well, there are still three hours now. Within three hours, I will help you sell more than 30 pieces, and you will give me half of it, right?" Jiang Siming said.

"Deal!" Reba agreed immediately, if she could sell so much, she would still make half of it for Jiang Siming.

"Ok, the initial investment requires 100 yuan. In order to show my sincerity, I will give you a cushion first. If you sell it in the later stage, you have to give me 50 yuan. Our investment is also half of one person." Jiang Siming said.

"Okay, that's it." Reba nodded in agreement.

She didn't think Jiang Siming was stingy, but felt that she felt very involved in doing so, and Jiang Siming's style made her feel very natural.

Unlike other men, it is good to be obedient to her, but she always makes her feel that the other party has a sense of purpose, and it is very strong.

There is no such thing as Jiang Siming, as if this guy doesn't take himself as a star and a beauty at all...

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Five more provoked! I finally finished today's work, I have to continue writing tonight's two shifts, Lan Shou~

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