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Chapter One

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    Lin Jiajia sat at the counter with her arms folded, looking at every customer in the flower shop with a half-smile.

    The man standing in front of the Rosaceae flower stand is a familiar face. He has signed up for a monthly subscription service but does not allow employees to deliver flowers to his door. He comes to pick them up in person every day.

    ?The young woman who was pointing to a Quhua flower was a new customer the day before yesterday, and she got a membership card worth 5,000 yuan as soon as she came. Lin Jiajia was very impressed with her because she was beautiful and sweet.

    Of course, Lin Jiajia was familiar with more than just the two of them, and there were few customers in the whole shop that she was familiar with.

    She counted, and the business was good on weekends. Within half an hour of opening the store, seven customers had already arrived.

    They stopped and walked among the flower stands, seeming to be choosing flowers seriously, but their gazes looked outside the door from time to time, obviously waiting for someone.

    Lin Jiajia had long been accustomed to their ulterior motives, so the old god slumped on the chair and continued to shake his feet.

    Not long after, a figure flashed on the glass window next to the store door.

    Lin Jiajia's eyes lit up, and she immediately straightened her back.

    The protagonist is finally willing to appear on the stage.

    The quiet flower-picking customers in the store gradually became agitated, and Lin Jiajia even saw someone straightening their bangs in the mirror on the wall.

    Following the jingle of the welcoming wind chime, a thin and tall young man walked in with a smile.

    "Morning, Boss Jiang."

    "Morning, Boss Jiang~"

    "Wow Brother Jiang, you came to the store so early today!"

    Lin Jiajia looked at the suddenly bright smiling faces of the guests, covered her mouth with a touch of emotion.

    Come, come, her source of happiness every day.

    Jiang Jingbai bent his eyes and nodded in response: "Welcome, good morning."

    He walked into the counter with long legs, put the two large paper bags in his hand on the foot of the table temporarily, and walked out with a smile: "May I ask for help?"

    The guests who were very Buddhist before were completely impolite now, and lined up to ask him who is suitable for sending flowers, what flowers have what flower language, and what flowers look better with what flowers.

    Jiang Jingbai is an expert in flower arranging, and he recommends it to the guests with ease, and makes everyone go to the cashier to check out in less than three minutes.

    Li Jiajia sighed while collecting money, what their store sells is not flowers, but beauty.

    The man who subscribed to the monthly subscription service deliberately stood at the end of the line, looked nervously at the little boss next to him, hesitating to speak, until he took the packaged bouquet, and then struggled to hold back his voice: "Boss Jiang."

    "Huh?" Jiang Jingbai was about to change the water for Jiang Hehua's flower tube, when he heard this, he raised his eyes and looked over.

    The man met his gaze and stammered a bit: "Thatis it convenient to add WeChat?"

    Lin Jiajia stood close and could clearly see that the man's face was turning red.

    She had already seen that this person was interested in Jiang Jingbai, so she took action today.

    Jiang Jingbai reached out and pointed to the acrylic card on the counter: "The QR code is over there. If you need it, you can leave a message at any time. The flower shop's WeChat Jiajia takes care of it every day."

    This is what it means to refuse.

    The disappointment in the man's eyes couldn't be hidden.

    After scanning the QR code, he left in frustration.

    "How many days is this this week?" Lin Jiajia said, "Fortunately, you were not born in ancient times, otherwise you must be the kind of demon concubine in novels that harms the country and the people."

    Jiang Jingbai shook his head helplessly, and changed the water for the flowers neatly.

    He was surrounded by flowers back and forth, and when the sun shone, he looked like a flower essence who had attained enlightenment.

    Lin Jiajia admired his side face with her chin resting on her cheek, her eyes full of envy.

    It is not unreasonable that the flower shop business is good, who makes the shop owner a face control killer.

    Jiang Jingbai's appearance is very impactful and beautiful, the corners of his eyes and lips are naturally upturned, and that small tear mole is a plus.

    His hair is a little longer. When he went for a haircut last week, he was persuaded by the stylist for a long time. In the end, his hair was not cut, but was dyed a light creamy golden color.

    At this time, the hair on both sides of the temples was pulled back and tied into a small tug at random. The ends of the hair had a bit of natural curly curvature, which was sexy and very cute.

    It can be said that it is very suitable to be a coquettish bitch.

    However, this "demon concubine" has a beautiful appearance, but her personality is astonishingly gentle and gentle.

    Contrast inside and outside, more lethal.

    "Why don't you send him WeChat?" Lin Jiajiaxin said.?, Lin Jiajia finished thinking over there, and seriously concluded: "I have money, I have a house, I have a stable job, I need a blind date, I hope to get married quickly, and I am very sincere to you."

    She paused, and asked hesitantly: "he won't be older?"

    The conditions are so good, but Jiang Jingbai is more anxious to get proof than Jiang Jingbai. Could it be that Nan is old and ugly, afraid that the "beautiful lady" will run away?

    Jiang Jingbai couldn't hold back his laughter: "Three years older than me."

    That is not bad.

    Lin Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief: "Isn't it ugly?"

    Jiang Jingbai couldn't stop laughing, took out his phone, clicked on the photo album, and selected a photo.

    Lin Jiajia poked her head over and saw the man's face clearly, and she was shocked.

    Damn it!  So fucking handsome!

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