The Era of Hard Work

   Chapter 85 Thief

  At noon, after a hurried meal, Song Na carried a large bag and a pocket, and left the dormitory.

  Don't worry about things, we will give some to everyone in the dormitory when we come back, and don't take up other people's places.

   There are acquaintances in the adjacent dormitory, but the business is not easy to do. She climbed to the top floor in one breath, and used the noon time to do sales in each dormitory.

   When she came to the door of the first dormitory at the entrance of the corridor, even though she had done a good job in psychological construction, Song Na was still a little nervous and frightened, and there was a slight fear of facing the unknown.

   She was not born to be self-improving, but was forced out of her by life from childhood to adulthood.

  Song Na let out a breath, bent her fingers and knocked on the door lightly. A girl inside opened the door. Seeing Song Na's unfamiliar face, she asked, "Who are you looking for?"

   "Hello, classmate." Song Na smiled: "I'm a little..."

  The girl immediately changed her face and said coldly, "No need!"

  The door closed with a bang.

  Song Na was stunned for a moment, not discouraged, she turned to the opposite side, knocked on the door again, and the door closed again before she finished speaking.

   Knocked on another dormitory door, and it was the same.

  Song Na couldn't help but wonder if her face was too dark to be welcomed by others?

   There are people with dark skin, okay? After self-regulating her mood, Song Na did not rush to knock on the door again, and came to the corridor near the entrance, thinking about possible problems.

   For the first time, inexperienced, she underestimated the difficulty of door-to-door sales.

   You can’t even get in the door, so how can you talk about selling things?

  The sixth floor, the sixth floor, seems to be a sophomore girl who moved from the urban area. She has been in college for a year and has experienced door-to-door sales. Naturally, she has a psychological aversion.

   So, as soon as I hear about a seller, I don't ask any questions, and just close the door.

   What to do? Song Na thought hard.

   It was not a whim that she asked Lu Dong for help in purchasing the goods, but she did a lot of preliminary investigations, and many people were in urgent need of such items.

   Why not try this?

  Song Na had an idea. She took out some bracelets and pendants from her backpack and hung them on her arms. She opened the pocket and took some hairpins and hair ties in her hands.

   took a look, and simply stuck a hairpin on his head, but unfortunately he had short hair.

  Three girls came up from the downstairs. When they arrived at the hallway, they saw what Song Na was holding in her hand and what she was wearing on her head. Someone immediately asked, "Classmate, are these things for sale?"

  Song Na hurriedly said: "Sell! These are all for sale!" She put down her pocket and opened it: "There are more here."

  Three girls looked over carefully and asked, "Why are you selling it?"

  Song Na helped Lu Dong sell things. She had some experience in pricing, and said with a smile, "1 piece of card, 2 pieces of bracelet, 3 pieces of necklace pendant..."

   I was a little nervous when I was talking, and I felt that not only was my face dark, but my heart was also a little dark.

   A girl picked up the sign tied with a red rope: "This is jade?"

   Such a simple question, Song Na will not talk nonsense: "Glass, we are all classmates, I will not tell lies, 3 yuan can't buy real jade, right?"

  The girl looked pretty and said, "Okay, I want it."

   The three girls haven't finished their selection yet, and two more people came over to look at Song Na's things curiously.

  Glass, plastic, stone, artificial resin, etc., the things made are not worth much, and the average purchase price is not even a dollar, but it can’t stand the sparkle and looks beautiful.

  After the five girls left, Song Na had an extra 17 yuan in her hand.

   is open! The sale of this small commodity is making money!

  Song Na was inspired, her morale was boosted, and her dark face seemed to glow.

   Carrying her bag and carrying her pocket, Song Na entered the corridor again, knocked on the door of a dormitory, opened the way with the things she had in her hand, and went in.

The    things were placed on the table and immediately attracted all the girls in the dormitory.

  Beautiful trinkets, there are not many girls who don’t like them, even if they don’t buy them, they will look at them.

   Some dormitories still refuse to enter, but there are also dormitories for Song Na to enter. Any dormitory that can enter will sell some goods.

   After finishing the sixth floor, she went to the fifth floor, then the fourth floor, the third floor, and the second floor.

   came out of a dormitory, the contents of the two bags were only a little bit left, and everything else was sold.

  Song Na rested against the guardrail, pursed her dry lips, and said too much, she felt skin peeling.

   patted his forehead, laughing at himself: It's really a pig's brain, I don't even know how to bring water.

   I can only come here at noon today, it’s late, and I have to go to class in the afternoon, so I can’t delay the class.

   Back at the dormitory, a few roommates looked at Song Na in surprise. Song Na just smiled and found her own water glass and filled half of it in one go.

  Huang Juan stuck her head out from the top bunk and looked at Song Na who was cleaning her backpack and pockets. She always felt that she was completely different from the rest of the dormitory.

   One is that he is darker than the dormitory people. In addition, there is an inherent difference.

  Song Na was magnanimous, packed her things, rested on the head of the bed, and put one hand on the purse around her waist. The shriveled purse swelled like a toad's belly.

   After class in the afternoon, Song Na declined Huang Juan's invitation to go out for a walk together, put her bag on her back, lifted her pocket, and plunged into the girls' dormitory.

   Before nine o'clock in the evening, she turned around all the girls' dormitories one by one.

   There were only one and a half packs left of the five packs that were stuffed under the bed.

   At ten o'clock, the dormitory was about to turn off the lights. Song Na was lying down but couldn't fall asleep. Her right hand was still a little trembling when she was counting money.

   This is the sore hand of counting money?

   It turns out that the grief that Lu Dong said willingly was true.

  …………

  The day before the National Day, Lv Dong was neatly dressed and ready to start busy, and people came to buy things sporadically.

Opposite to   , big brown bear Ivan nibbled on braised pork biscuits and squatted in front of Qiao Weiguo's stall to buy daily necessities.

  This Russian has been in Taidong for many years. If you don’t look at his appearance, his living habits are very close to those of the Chinese.

  The number of people entering the market to hang out and buy things is gradually increasing, and as the only market in the university town, it is attracting more and more people.

   Not to mention the nearby schools and workers, there are even a large number of students from the Tourism College and Textile College on the edge of the university town.

   Just as Lu Dong squatted down to pack up, a middle-aged woman led two teenage children into the market.

  The big one is thirteen and four, and the small one is eleven and two.

  The middle-aged woman went to buy chicken cakes, and the two children ran away in an instant.

   Before twelve o'clock, there were few people after class and work, and there were not many people on Lu Dong's side.

  Song Na came from the north side of the market with a bag and a pocket on her back. Things were a little heavy, and sweat was on her forehead.

   "No one?" She came to Lu Dong's booth.

  Lu Dong had just finished greeting someone and said, "It's not time to get busy yet." He looked at Song Na's shoulders and held it in his hands, and asked, "What are you doing?"

   Song Na's hand was temporarily put on the ground: "Take advantage of this time at noon, let's go to the provincial girls' dormitory and take a look."

  Lu Dong understood what this meant and asked, "How is your school selling?"

"It's good." Just like working in the gravel field, Song Na didn't mention the hard work, but just said, "I ran around a few girls' dormitories in the college last noon, afternoon, and evening, selling stuff. I lost more than three bags, and these are the ones I have left. I don’t think the same group of people will buy them a second time in the short term, so I will go to other schools to see the situation.”

   Lu Dong asked, "Have you settled the account?"

   "It's very profitable." Song Na smiled like a dahlia and pointed to the purse tied around her waist: "Everything is sold here."

   Earning money is not easy. Unlike the goods stuffed under the bed, people come and go in the dormitory, and it is not safe to put money. She always carries it with her.

  Lu Dong was relieved, it was difficult to start a business, and it was also difficult later, but with a good start, you could find a way.

   "Boss, Braised Rou Biscuits!" Someone came over: "Come here with some meat."

"Hold on."

   Lu Dong made the biscuits first. Before this was finished, four or five customers came one after another, and there was a tendency to queue up.

  The market was busy. A thirteen- or fourteen-year-old child was holding a chicken cake. Seeing that there were the most people at the entrance of the market, he walked over from the north.

   A pair of big eyes looked around and quickly landed on Song Na.

   Because Song Na has a wallet on her body.

   The child is young, but she is very experienced. This dark woman, with her wallet on the front, touches with one hand from time to time, which is not easy to handle.

   "The wallet looks so tight, it's not black!" The child muttered: "Old black!"

   He looked at the five or six people in front of the braised pork biscuits stall, and his eyes quickly settled on a woman. The woman was about the same age as Lao Hei, but she was much whiter and more stupid.

  The woman took out her wallet and flipped through the money. After she took out the money, she tucked her wallet into the back pocket of her jeans.

   This is because no one dares to steal it because of the big butt? Or is it that no one dares to touch a tigress' ass?

  The child ate the chicken cake and walked around and left the market.

   There will be people coming and going in the market, a child of thirteen or fourteen, and no one notices him at all.

  Lu Dong made a braised pork pancake and gave it to the girl opposite. The girl put it away and walked north, subconsciously touched the back of her butt, and felt empty!

   She turned to look at the ground, there was nothing on the ground!

   "Wallet!" the girl asked loudly: "My wallet!"

  The others all looked towards this side, Song Na subconsciously touched the wallet in front of her waist and breathed a sigh of relief.

  People just bought braised pork biscuits from here, and Lu Dong asked quickly, "Did it fall to the ground? Everyone, help me find it."

  The girl turned around anxiously: "No, not on the ground."

   Someone said: "There will be no thieves?"

   Another person answered: "There are so many pickpockets and thieves now."

  Lü Dong looked around and found nothing unusual. If there were a thief, he would have managed to escape.

   The market has been quiet since its opening. Is this a thief?

  The girl was about to cry: "I don't have much money, my ID card and bank card are in it, what should I do if I lose it! What should I do!"

   Ivan, who was buying daily necessities, came over at this time, took out a mobile phone, and asked, "Classmate, do you need to call the police?

  The girl said: "Okay, thank you!"

  Ivan presses the phone to call the police.

   Lu Dong reminded the customers in front of the booth: "Everyone should be careful and keep your belongings safe."

   The discussion here was a little quieter, and there was someone shouting from the north, and he lost his wallet.

   The market was a little chaotic in an instant.

   Lu Dong realized that there might be more than one thief.

   "Black Egg, keep an eye on your stuff." Lu Dong glanced at the wallet on Song Na's waist: "There are more people in the university town, and more people are watching."

   This situation is unavoidable. College students who have a certain degree of financial autonomy but lack sufficient social experience have always been the sweet pastry in the eyes of some people.

  Ivan came over with a convenient bag and said, "I called the police."

   The woman who lost the thing said with a weeping voice: "Thank you."

   Behind the braised pork biscuits stall, Song Na glanced at her and whispered to Lu Dong, "This foreigner is very enthusiastic."

   Lu Dong said directly: "Ivan is not the same as other foreigners. He...how to say, he is a good person."

  Song Na glanced at Lu Dong's electronic watch: "I'm going to save the university."

   Lu Dong asked: "You don't have much stock, how will you buy it next time?"

   "I'll go by myself." Song Na said with a smile, "Didn't you give me Tang Wei's contact information?"

  The way and the price are known, she can't just trouble Lu Dong, Lu Dong also has business to do.

   (end of this chapter)