To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty

During the National Day holiday, Zhao Jiajia was injured and had to stay at home safely. She originally wanted to take Song Lingshu to the city center, but now she can only sit in the shop and help collect the money.

However, the business has exploded these days, even if she has good legs and feet, she probably won't be able to go out.

There was a big promotion in the store, and there was an endless stream of people coming, and many students also came to join in, always chatting with the two of them.

For the sake of business, Zhao Jiajia couldn't put on a cold face anymore, and would usually give a response.

Because of her joining, many of the guests in the past two days came for her. Who wouldn't want to take a few more glances at a beautiful woman? It's simply a living sign.

And the relationship between this beauty and her boss is also very interesting. One is a stammer who is only fifteen years old, and the other is a beautiful girl who is a schoolmaster who is studying in the best high school in the city. A pair of friends are doing business together. This combination is really unexpected.

Song Lingshu was inspired by this, and specially added a photo of Zhao Jiajia to the leaflet, positioning her as a beauty schoolmaster, and the effect was surprisingly good.

Some people come to see beautiful women, some people come to buy biscuits sold by Xueba for their children, there are all kinds of reasons, and there is even an aunt who comes to buy every day, saying that Zhao Jiajia is very similar to her daughter who died young, I want to come and have a look.

"You are really good enough, how shameful you are to print so many photos of me and send them out!" At night, Zhao Jiajia sat on the bed and began to settle accounts with her.

"You, you, you are...the spokesperson of our store." Song Lingshu patted her on the back softly.

"Spokesperson? I'm not a celebrity." Zhao Jiajia curled her lips and stared at the person on the flyer for a long time. Although she also thought this photo was really pretty, it was a bit awkward to see so many strangers suddenly, "So Is it effective? If not, withdraw it quickly."

"You said, yes, no, yes?" Song Lingshu opened a palm-sized box, which was filled with change, which was not enough, she took out several boxes one after another, and sprinkled all the money in front of her, "This, this It's just... these three days, I earned it!"

"!"

Zhao Jiajia picked up the money in front of him in surprise, and laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth: "Did you really earn it in these three days?"

"right!"

Zhao Jiajia counted the money excitedly, and then glanced at her reservedly: "Do you need me to take other photos? I can take ten more... No, one hundred, one thousand!"

Song Lingshu laughed loudly. The two of them sorted out all the money. She took out half and put it in front of Zhao Jiajia: "Here, this is... the money from you, the second or second shareholder. I can, but it has been realized." ...The promise at the beginning, I will give, bring you... income with interest."

"Keep it for now, business will definitely have to turn around." Zhao Jiajia returned the money to her, "Didn't you borrow money from Uncle Wang when you came here? Let's talk about it after paying back the money first."

"Did you underestimate me? Uncle Wang's money, I gave it to him last week and sent it back." Song Lingshu said with a smile, "Take this money, what do you want to buy?" Just, just buy, whatever books, stationery, clothes, clothes and shoes, you can buy whatever you want!"

Zhao Jiajia smiled, and couldn't hold her back, so she collected the money and secretly divided it into two parts, one for her living expenses, and the other for saving with her wish list. She also wanted to fulfill Song Lingshu's birthday wish. Buy her a luxury car villa.

On the last day before the holiday, Zhao Jiajia's roommates also came. After playing in the store for a while, they said they wanted to do homework together. They wanted to discuss with Zhao Jiajia.

Seeing that Zhao Jiajia finished all her homework, she suddenly felt that God was unfair, and it was fine to give her such a good skin, even her brain is so good!

Holiday! Who doesn't play crazy for a few days before rushing homework. And isn't Zhao Jiajia helping to look after the store every day? Where is the time to do homework? !

When her roommates asked her exactly when she wrote it, Zhao Jiajia shrugged her shoulders and said lightly, "write whatever you want", which fully demonstrated the "humility" that a top student should have.

Unexpectedly, Song Lingshu told the truth in one word: "Boss, the boss is very, very powerful. He stays up every night to do his homework, and during the day... he also finds time to read."

"Okay, Zhao Jiajia actually worked hard behind our backs!"

"..." Zhao Jiajia looked at Song Lingshu speechlessly, but seeing the proud look on her face, he had no choice but to acquiesce that he was secretly studying behind her back.

When the roommates left, they also left a piece of good news. After their continuous lobbying, each of them got a few students willing to order school milk.

Song Lingshu counted them the profit of being an introducer, and agreed on a milk delivery time before sending them away with a smile.

In the evening, after Zhao Jiajia took a shower, she found that there was no one in the room. She looked around, and then heard voices in the opposite room. The wife massaged her hands. Both of them spoke very slowly. One was stumbling and the other was getting old and slow to respond, but this did not affect their communication.

Zhao Jiajia watched this scene, the old and the young were chatting about daily chores, which was extraordinarily warm.

She turned around and went back to the room silently. It was not until Song Lingshu went back to the room that she hugged her and asked, "Why are you so kind to her?"

"Who, who? Grandma... Grandma?" Song Lingshu asked.

"Um."

"She's alone, she's strange, she's lonely, and she's been helping us for the past few days... We should, should, should take care of the house."

"Are you this nice to everyone?"

"It's not, it's not, it's the people who are worthy, the talents are like this."

Zhao Jiajia smiled, and suddenly held her cheek and said, "You are worth it too."

Song Lingshu dazedly touched his face: "You you you you you..."

After hesitating for a long time, he didn't say a complete sentence, but his face turned red first.

Seeing this, Zhao Jiajia became more courageous. This is the same as if the enemy is strong and we are weak, and if the enemy is weak, we are strong. Once she sees the other party blushing because of her actions, she can't help but want to make an inch. Unexpectedly, he kissed her on the mouth.

The two were taken aback at the same time.

Zhao Jiajia also blushed gradually, stepped back quickly, looked at Song Lingshu with a sluggish face, and asked back pretending to be fierce: "What's wrong with me?"

"No, nothing." Song Lingshu shook his head, then covered his face with his hands.

Zhao Jiajia yawned wanting to cover it up, and pretended to turn around casually, with his back to her, his expression immediately lost control, and his fist almost went into his mouth.

What the **** is she doing!

The next morning, both of them tacitly did not mention what happened last night. When Zhao Jiajia was about to go to school, Song Lingshu told her to wait a while, and then put the baked biscuits into the shop. Pushed out a 28-bar from the courtyard, put the milk into the basket, rang the bell, and said with a smile: "Get in, get in the car."

"Where did you get the car?" Zhao Jiajia walked over in surprise.

"Uncle Li next door wants to go to work, and if he can't take it away, I just, just... bought it." Song Lingshu said.

"Can you ride? You won't fall off, right?" Zhao Jiajia looked at the dozen bottles of milk in the car basket, carefully sat on the back seat, and put one arm around her waist.

"Don't worry, technology, yes, very much!"

As soon as the words fell, the car jolted.

"...I want to get off!"

"No, no, just now, it was just a mistake, give me one more chance."

Although Zhao Jiajia was yelling to get out of the car, her arms were getting tighter and tighter, for fear of rolling down. Fortunately, there was no danger in the back, and she arrived at the school safely all the way.

Zhao Jiajia saw her standing at the school gate, waiting for the students to get the milk. After all, it was the first time to deliver it, so it was easy to lose it if it was just placed at the gate.

But there were still forty minutes before the morning self-study, and the other party came so early, it was nothing more than to give her a ride along the way. Zhao Jiajia brought the milk over: "Go back and give me the list."

"Thank you, thank you." Song Lingshu smiled and handed her the list compiled by each class.

As soon as Zhao Jiajia returned to the classroom, she first ordered the people in the class according to the list, including the boy who blatantly pursued her.

When he received the milk delivered by the Goddess herself and said "your milk" to him, he wished he could announce the good news to the whole world, and the Goddess finally took care of him!

This made many boys feel a little bit excited, and asked him how he tasted. He used all the words he could praise in his life, so the number of milk orders directly exceeded 100 in the second week, and there is an upward trend, because the outside class And the other two grade students learned about it.

How should I put it, everything is under control, and the business will only get better and better in the future. Song Lingshu counted the money with a smile, and recruited a milkman.

An old man who was about to retire was looking for odd jobs everywhere, so when Song Lingshu found him, he immediately agreed. The wages he asked for were not high, and he would get ten cents for a bottle, but Song Lingshu would take his breakfast.

The profit of milk itself is not high. After other costs are taken into account, Song Lingshu can only earn three to four cents a bottle. She mainly wants Zhao Jiajia to drink milk every day, so she becomes such a handyman who can't make a lot of money by the way.

So in the next three years, Zhao Jiajia could drink a bottle of fresh milk every day, and a small note was pasted on the bottle every day, and there was a short line written on it, sometimes studying hard and making progress every day. Sometimes it's a weather report, sometimes it's a random complaint.

And every evening, the milkman would come to collect the bottles, so Song Lingshu could receive her reply.

Milk bottles are like their daily microphones, carrying many memories.

- "The weather is getting colder today, remember to drink plenty of hot water"

- "I drank a liter of water today"

- "Today is another day full of energy!"

- "I didn't get full marks in this English test, I'm sad"

- "There is a very difficult customer in the store, annoyed!"

- "Hey, I'll bring you a book when I go back this weekend"

- "I'm sorry, I can't finish reading "How the Steel Was Tempered", but I've been watching "How the Cookies Are Made" for the past two days"

- "...."

- "Why did you only call me back at six o'clock yesterday?"

- "...the pen is out of ink."

The author has something to say:

Zhao Jiajia: Do you believe that?

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-10-02 17:24:51~2022-10-03 17:36:57~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: surnamed Shen on New Year’s Eve, 1 Xuefeng Qianyu;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of this dog vicious dog; 10 bottles of wood; 6 bottles of Ah Fei; 5 bottles of sho2010; 1 bottle of cheng.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!