MTL - I Seem Unsuited for Dating-Chapter 63

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If I don't follow you, I will say that I am doing something different from the picture!

"Mrs. Wang, if there is any place to change, you can tell me when you do it. I will confirm it with you when I do it."

"How do I know that you are doing so badly, you see, there is no temperament."

"..." Look at your eyes, obviously the picture you gave is exactly the same, even better! Xia Wei’s heart is roaring, but he still has to smile: “I’m sorry if I can’t satisfy you.”

"A word of sorry is over? I also said that I am a high-ranking manicurist. This simple thing is not good." Mrs. Wang looked at her nails again and said, "Forget it, anyway, Xiaoqiu also left." I won't be here for you in the future. I still have money in my membership card, and you give it back to me."

Xia Wei took a deep breath and smiled at her: "I am sorry that Mrs. Wang, the money recharged to the membership card can not be obtained, if you do not want, you can transfer it to others."

When I heard that the money could not be obtained, Mrs. Wang suddenly blew up: "What do you mean by deceiving consumers? Believe it or not, I will disapprove you!"

Xia Wei went to the computer to check it and said to her: "Mrs. Wang, you have recharged a total of 1,200 pieces, and you have already consumed more than 800 pieces. The remaining three hundred pieces can be transferred to you. Friends and relatives."

"Why should I transfer it to my relatives and friends? I will take the money out. I will not let me withdraw the money today. I will find a business and consumer association to tell you!"

Xia Wei’s sentence, “When you want to tell you, let’s sue it,” I almost couldn’t help it: “That’s okay, but your previous consumption is calculated according to Platinum members. If you take the money out, you As far as the Platinum membership is not met, the previous charges will be recalculated.” She said, looking at the wife’s fingernails, “That’s what you’re doing today, the original price of nail polish is 360 yuan. Platinum members only need 100 yuan, you need to make up the difference."

"You are not a clear-cut person! There is no king!"

"We all told the customers when we did the card. If you must be entangled, then go to the Consumer Association."

"Hey, it’s still confusing me, I’m waiting, I’m going to find a consumer association!”

Mrs. Wang was mad, and Xia Wei was sitting on the sofa with some powerlessness. "What kind of person, obviously is to find fault." The elementary school complained, asked Xia Wei, "Would she really go to find a consumer association?"

Xia Weidao: "Let her go and find it. I said, she must take the money out and recalculate the price."

The two are talking, and new guests are coming in, and the store is busy again.

In the evening, because Xia Weizhen remembered the kebabs, and the two days were really tired, she closed the store two hours earlier. At seven o'clock, she went to the door of the rice noodle shop and asked the boss inside: "Boss, is there a kebab?"

The boss remembered her, and she came over again. I was particularly embarrassed to say: "The little sister who helped me in the store went home in the afternoon. Now I am alone. If I am too busy, I will not roast. You will come again tomorrow. I am sure. Keep it for you!"

Xia Wei: "........."

She walked two steps outside and squatted on the side of the road. When she doesn't buy kebabs, she always sees it when she walks here. When she wants to eat, she can't buy it three times.

She thinks that things in the world are probably the same. When you want to do more, the more you can't do it.

Jiang Zhizhou came down to replenish the refrigerator with ingredients. When passing the newly opened mutton rice noodle shop, he saw Miss Xia upstairs alone on the side of the road. She looks very depressed, as if she can cry in the next second.

He walked past her with her shopping bag and she didn't seem to see herself at all.

Jiang Zhizhou took a few steps and returned. She stood before her and asked, "What happened to you?"

The sudden sound scared the only jump in the summer. She looked up and found that Mr. Jiang, who lives downstairs in her downstairs: "Oh, nothing, just want to eat kebabs, but the boss does not."

Jiang Zhizhou’s lips are slightly sloppy, just for a kebab. Is it so sad? He looked at her for a while and walked away with a shopping bag. After a few seconds, he returned and asked the owner of the rice noodle shop: "Boss, can you sell me some lamb?"

The boss snorted: "Do you want to buy raw lamb?"

"Well, don't use too much, just a little hind legs."

The boss thought about it and said: "Well, give you a point." The boss said that a small half a catty of lamb to Jiang Zhizhou, Jiang Zhizhou came out with the lamb, stopped at Xia Wei: "Go."

Xia Wei looked up at him with a sigh of relief: "Where?"

"Eat kebabs."

Xia Wei looked at the mutton in his hand and seemed to understand: "Do you do?"

"Can't you? I am a world-class chef with both hands and gold." He used Xia Wei to describe his words.

Xia Wei: "..."

She stood up and followed Jiang Zhizhou to the community. Jiang Zhizhou looked at her hand sideways, and there was no gauze on it: "Is your hand ready?"

"Well, it’s almost the same, it’s not convenient to wrap the gauze." Xia Wei said, she hasn’t cared about the stray cat for a long time. "Right, how about the stray cats sent to sterilization?"

"Some have been discharged from the hospital, they have not recovered very well, and they have stayed in the hospital, but they should be faster."

"Oh, that's good, how is the orange? Is it so depressed?"

"It’s better than a while ago, but it’s still not moving. It may be eating less, but it seems to be a little thinner.”

"Haha." Xia Wei smiled twice and looked at the lamb he had in his hand. "Do you really want to give me a kebab?"

It’s not going to be red rain, how can he be so kind!

Jiang Zhizhou said: "I am looking at you alone and pity there, look at the last time you gave me the gloves, please eat two strings."

"...I am injured in two strings? Do you know how expensive it is to make a shot?"

Jiang Zhizhou: "..."

There is still a mood to bargain with her, it seems that she is not as sad as he thought.

Followed by Jiang Zhizhou on the 18th floor of the elevator, Xia Wei once again stepped into the door of 1808, went straight to the orange cat and went: "A Tangerine, long time no see, miss me?"

"喵~" The orange cat responded to her in a perfunctory manner. Xia Wei did not have a general knowledge of it, she knew that it was also experiencing despair. She squeezed the meat on the orange cat and sighed: "It seems to be really thin, let me see your beard, have you grown a little?"

She teased the cat in the living room, and the boat of Jiang washed her hands and began to make kebabs. Because there is no special grill in the house, he can only use the oven to bake. Cut the lamb into cubes of three centimeters square, and marinate it with onion **** and other ingredients. He walked out of the kitchen and said to Xia Weidao: "The lamb has been marinated for more than an hour. Have you eaten yet?"

After hearing more than an hour of pickling, Xia Wei’s face slammed: “Would it take so long?”

"Well, if you haven't eaten yet, just eat something."

Xia Wei’s eyes are bright, and he has to go to the ground: “I want to eat fried rice.”

Jiang Zhizhou said: "There are eggs and rice, the kitchen lends you."

Xia Wei: "........."

She turned back and looked at the orange cat with a sad look: "A Tango, you are so pitiful, I was adopted by such a cold-hearted person, you still follow me upstairs." She picked up the orange cat. Wanting to go, Jiang Zhizhou called her behind her: "Don't eat kebabs?"

Xia Wei stopped and looked back at him: "I may have starved to death before the kebabs are grilled."

Jiang Zhizhou’s brow scorned and thought in his heart. Forget it, even the kebabs are roasted, and there is nothing to fry the eggs and fried rice.

He turned and walked back to the kitchen to start beating. Xia Wei’s heart is a joy, it seems that Mr. Jiang is very guilty about the last time he was scratched by a cat!

She walked to the kitchen with the orange cat and leaned against the door to see him. The man in front of the apron stood in front of the glass table, and the posture of playing the egg and chopping the onion fried rice was still so flowing, just like what she saw in the video before.

Only the childish boy has grown into a mature man.

She looked at him and suddenly said: "Do you know, last time I went to the world to eat, the egg fried rice is what you did."

Jiang Zhizhou stunned. He did seem to have made an egg fried rice not long ago: "How is the taste?"

The taste is so delicious... she was willing to marry the person who fried the bowl of rice. Of course, this is not going to be counted now.

"Alright, you are too expensive to pay for the world. Just a small bowl of fried rice, I can eat it in a small shop outside for a month."

"Oh, then you can eat at the small shop outside."

"..." Xia Wei silently made a face to him, holding the orange cat back to the living room. After a while, the rich aroma floated out of the kitchen, and even the orange cat was attracted, and a slamming jump from Xia Weihuai.

Xia Wei swallowed and looked in the direction of the kitchen: "Well?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhizhou put the egg fried rice in the bowl and put it out. "The rice and eggs in the house are not the same as the world, but the taste should be ok, you taste it."