Blackstone Code

Chapter 866: Good and ruin

The agent who had just recovered after entering the store shivered sharply, and she felt a hand around her waist.

Damn it.

This strange feeling made her shiver!

She is not beautiful, she is not too short, but she weighs more than one hundred and fifty catties, and her face is a little round, which is not in line with the aesthetics of the federal people.

They like girls with wavy blond hair, three-dimensional features, good figure, and thinner.

Everything about the agent happened to be contrary to the mainstream aesthetics, which also led to her having a very brief love relationship with another fat boy classmate in high school, and she couldn’t find the hole. Never talked about boyfriends again.

Sometimes when she is not awake in a dream, she will also fantasize about her other half in the future, but whenever she wakes up from a dream, she will sadly find that this is not an easy task.

Because she is not beautiful, high-quality men will not choose her. At the same time, the circle she has contacted is not the high-level of the Federation, at least the middle and high-level. The other half of her selection is also very picky.

Ordinary people cannot enter her vision, which is why she has been single all these years.

If there is no accident, it is very likely that she will be alone in her life, and she will adopt one or two children when she gets older, and then join some newly independent women's organizations and declare that she is an unmarried infertility activist.

When she gets old or even dies, she may regret that she has never had a real relationship with anyone in her life, has never had a relationship, and will have children.

maybe……

But now, the girl hugged her waist, which gave her a very unspeakable feeling. Her breathing was a bit short, but she didn't hate this feeling.

"Sorry...what did you...say?", she subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

Maybe the salesperson also realized that this is not a "player", she looked a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I may be too enthusiastic."

The agent forced a smile, "I overreacted."

After being silent for two seconds, the salesperson continued to ask, "What do you want to buy, we have everything here!"

The agent's inner mood fluctuated a bit strange at this time, she couldn't tell, she looked at the surrounding wall, the wall was shining with ambiguous purple-pink light, and some fluorescent appliances made her face red and hot.

Those things, one more glance, I feel that my eyes are going to be blind!

"I came here to buy things for Petunia!", she told herself, staring at those things.

"I want some...", she suddenly didn't know how to describe it, "it's the kind you know..."

She was a little embarrassed to speak out. People who had never spoken swearing would make them feel very embarrassed.

Just like the agent at this time, she had never touched these things before, and it was very difficult for her to speak out.

The salesperson proactively offered help, "What role do you play?"

She found that the state of this customer seemed strange. With her dress and dress, the salesperson who had seen many people and things moved slightly.

She stretched out her hand again and pressed it on the back of the agent. The location chosen this time was neither exciting nor intense, and the agent did not have much reaction.

Physical contact will bring a sense of security to each other, which is one of the characteristics of social animals living in groups.

Especially in an uneasy and unfamiliar environment, this kind of physical contact will soothe uneasy emotions.

The agent moved his lips, but still couldn't say anything. The salesperson tentatively asked, "Priest?"

"Priests and nuns are also our most popular subjects. You know, there will always be people with strange ideas."

Seventy-five percent of the people in the Federation believe that they will go to heaven when they die. There is a God in this world, and God will hear when they pray.

This has also promoted the hot sales of pastors and nuns in the adult field, and people's thinking is very strange.

Sometimes the better something is, the more they want to destroy it.

The more holy something is, the more they want to blaspheme.

The salesperson looked at the size of the agent and thought she might play the role of a priest.

The agent's face flushed and shook his head. Hell, is there any such subject?

She felt more and more embarrassed. In order to avoid this situation from continuing, she could only bite the bullet and said, "Bad girl!"

"Bad girl!" The salesperson laughed, "What about the other part?"

Seeing the agent really didn’t seem to know, she continued to introduce, “We have a lot of bad girls, bad girls in school, bad girls in church, bad girls in the police station, bad girls in the park, and The bad girl in the living room..."

"Which one do you want?"

The agent opened his eyes again, "Is there... so many?"

The salesperson silently hugged the agent's waist again, and the agent felt this too. At this time, she was no longer as sensitive as she was at the beginning, "Unimaginable!"

There is pride in the tone, which is also the pride of every adult shop assistant on the back of Financial Street.

The lunatics on Financial Street know what kind of plot they will think of, what kind of needs they have, but no matter what kind of requirements they have, they can be satisfied here.

If there is no stock, then make a set by hand and then mass produce it just to satisfy the financial tycoons' demand for happiness.

The agent shook his head blankly, "I don't know, do you have any recommendations?"

"How old is your girl this year?"

The agent hesitated, "Twenty years old."

The legal adult of the federals is twenty, but they can get married when they are sixteen, and they can legally have children at eighteen. Twenty is just the age of adulthood for the Gevlars. The federals just borrowed them, and they didn’t even have it. Thought about changing.

The agent was not sure whether these things were suitable for Petunia, and she falsely reported an age.

The salesperson seemed to have seen through the agent's lie, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised under her mask, "Then choose school suits and family suits, these two sets are most suitable for young girls."

The agent's heart beat faster, and she could faintly think of Petunia and Lynch's next way. The bursts of blood made her face red as if bleeding could come anytime and anywhere.

"Just these two sets. Pack them for me. Be strict. I don't want others to know what they are." The broker took out the checkbook, "How much?"

The salesperson has some surprises. In fact, few people buy a set, because there are some things that every family has.

For example, for high school uniforms, young girls almost have one or two sets.

There are also small round-toed leather shoes that must be worn in church schools. These are all people have, and there is no need to buy new ones.

In addition, there are always some items in each set that are duplicates, which are included in this theme and in other themes, so there is no need to repeat purchases.

Those real big players are very sophisticated, and they often spend the least amount of money to assemble several sets of props on their own.

But what the broker wants is the whole package, which means a big deal.

The salesperson said, "Three thousand two hundred yuan, sweetheart."

Just as the agent was about to fill in this number, he suddenly said hurriedly, "The pastor and the nun also come."

The salesperson almost laughed out loud, four thousand eight hundred yuan, her commission is at least almost three hundred yuan, which is more than two months of her basic salary!

Working in such a place is actually not easy. If you want to seize a stable source of customers, it is inevitable that you sometimes have to play a guest role or two.

If you don't pay, the streets are full of people who are willing to pay. Why do people come to you to buy things?

This has increasingly made people realize a truth-

Money is hard to make.

Shit is unpalatable.

Cannonball is hard to endure.

For 4,800 yuan, the broker quickly signed a transfer check. After the salesperson called to verify the security of the check, he put everything on a small cart.

There are three large boxes in total. The boxes are almost two meters long, fifty centimeters wide, and nearly eighty centimeters deep.

There are all kinds of small toys, all kinds of props, all kinds of costumes.

The agent thought it was just a few things, but she didn't expect to have so many!

The salesperson received a commission and was quite happy, "Do you need me to deliver it to your door?"

When she said this, her tone was full of temptation and temptation, and sometimes she didn't mind playing a role by herself.

The agent shook his head, "Just send me to the corner..."

Although it was a pity, the salesperson did not force it. Just as the agent was about to leave, she suddenly grabbed the agent and said, "Sweetheart, can you leave a phone number?"

She hugged the agent tightly, and after the contact just now, the agent's reaction has become less intense.

"I have no idea."

The salesperson took a step closer, "Or I will leave you a call?"

The salesperson finally did not ask for the agent's phone number, but she succeeded in giving her phone number to the agent.

The manager who left the shop in a panic kept his heart beating, which gave her a very strong stimulus, a stimulus that she hadn't felt before.

Not long after, the company’s prop truck arrived. The driver and staff delivered the things to the truck and left here with the agent.

Watching the car leave ~lightnovelpub.net~ a salesperson not far away took down the license plate number.

A transfer check for 4,800 yuan from the agent made her very excited. She didn't ask for how much money she could get. There is always no problem in improving her life, right?

Whoever plays it is to play, why not choose the one that gives the most?

The agent sitting in the car looked at the scenery outside the window, but kept thinking about what happened just now. She hadn't experienced such a scene before, and she was a little at a loss.

Looking back now, I suddenly felt stupid and stupid.

Not knowing why, she thought of the salesperson again.

She hadn't seen what she looked like, what kind of personality she was, but somehow she was a little attracted.

After all, my heart is still too lonely.

She thought so.

Maybe you are free, can you ask her out for a drink?