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Chapter 87 Foreign Express

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    "Xiao Fu, you and Ai are close, you don't know what kind of shit luck. The president called you two by name, and they were transferred to the group headquarters together, and you will report on time early next month."

    "Sister Wang, can I not go?"

    "Are you stupid? Xiaofu, you have seen the benefits of my store. There is no customer all day long. I don't know when it will be closed. You go to the headquarters of the group. There is a great future for development. Many people can't go even if they want to go.  This shopping mall is not comparable. Xiao Fu, when did you and Ai Jin become friends? He came to see you. Outside the door."

    Fu Yurou's frowning look, I don't know, I thought she was forced to guard the funeral home.

    "Is there something wrong?"

    "Look at your attitude towards me, good news, good news"

    "I've made it clear, but I don't want to go."

    "We are two grasshoppers on the same rope now. I can only go if you go. Who told your boss not to know the old lady and blame us for being bored, so he left first. If you want to help her, you can't, she  I don¡¯t live up to it. This is called mud that can¡¯t support the wall. Besides, she¡¯s just your boss. I haven¡¯t seen how kind she is to you. Nowadays, people are very powerful, and whoever takes who is serious.¡±

    "Would you say something else, if not, I'll go in and get busy."

    "No customers, are you busy? Let me tell you, you are the same as me. Don't forget about it. Let's wait for the next month's promotion. Let's go, let's celebrate, AA will go to eat something."

    Fu Yurou shook her head, and was about to walk towards the entrance of the men's specialty store, but was stopped by a courier boy.

    "You are the clerk of this shop, right? Sign for it."

    Fu Yurou stared at the box wonderingly, it was an address mailed from abroad.

    "Yo! Do you still have foreign friends? You are very good at making friends. No wonder you know the president. It seems that I really can't underestimate you. Quickly open it and see what's inside."

    "Are you Fu Yurou?"

    Seeing that Fu Yurou hadn't spoken, the courier brother asked again.

    "No? I went into the store to ask, these days, if you want to be lazy, the time will always pay back."

    Fu Yurou stopped the courier brother, "Yes, I am."

    "Oh, so your name is Fu Yurou? You are from the countryside, and your name is quite foreign. I think your parents must be well-educated."

    "My father, Fu Bai, is an old college student."

    Fu Yurou proudly described her father, and then, her brows and eyes narrowed, she signed her name stroke by stroke in the column of the express recipient.

    "What the hell is it? I'm so excited, open it and have a look."

    Under Ai Jin's constant urging, Fu Yurou held the box and re-entered the shop.  Ai Jin saw the boss inside, so he didn't enter the house, and hummed a few words of the lyrics of "Three Lives Three Worlds Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms".  Holding the hem of the Hanfu skirt with both hands, he walked towards the food city on his own.

    "Xiao Fu, what are you holding? By the way, this paper bag was delivered by a middle-aged woman. I will hand it over to you. You should leave early. Otherwise, I will become a transit point."  .¡±

    The boss pursed his lips, thinking that the same was true for Coach Wang last time. What kind of magical power does this Fu Yurou have to make everyone like her.

    Fu Yurou felt unreal today, but she took it anyway, gently opened the kraft paper bag, inside were two bags, one was for collecting herbs, the other was for 1000 yuan, and there was a mark on the money,  It was Coach Wang who entrusted the boss to her last time, that's right.

    Fu Yurou was startled, and suddenly thought that the woman Coach Wang mentioned last time and the middle-aged woman that the boss should have mentioned were the same person, and that was her mother, Chen Luolan.

    "Xiaofu, don't take this broken box in the store. There are enough shoe boxes. I opened it for you. It's really wrapped up layer by layer. Huh? Is it a bank card?" (Remember the website address  : www.hlnovel.com
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