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[120] As long as you send it(2/2)

There were a lot of greeting cards in the corner. Fang Chang'an stopped the bicycle and walked over. He turned back halfway, locked the bicycle, pulled the key down and put it in his pocket. Then he went to find the greeting card with confidence.

He searched for a long time in a bunch of greeting cards and finally found the single-person greeting cards of Du Bingyan and Li Yuhu, and then searched again, and found Zhao Min's single-person card, but there was no single-person card of Xiao Zhao, only a double-person card with Zhang Wuji.

Fang Changan hesitated for a moment, threw down Zhao Min's single card, and chose the double card with Zhang Wuji, which is fairer.

After choosing the greeting cards of the two girls, Fang Changan thought for a while and asked the boss lady: "Can I buy more, can I be cheaper?"

The boss lady asked, "How many do you want?"

"About fifty or sixty."

"Then I'll give you 40 cents a bill."

"Twenty dollars and sixty pieces, if you can, I'll buy them all here."

This kind of greeting card is usually sold for 50 cents per retail. If you open the music, you can sell it for one yuan or one yuan. However, wholesale is definitely much cheaper. The boss lady hesitated and nodded: "Okay, you are a student, it's a little cheaper."

"Okay, thank you aunt."

Fang Changan first chose the two girls' girls' best, and casually dug up the others. He chose 60 pieces and paid twenty yuan. When he was about to leave, he hesitated for a moment.

Then he put down the double card of Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji and replaced it with Zhao Min's single card.

It was dark early in winter, and Fang Chang'an rode his bike back to school. The dusk had completely enveloped the campus. He put Wang Yuwei's bicycle in the carport behind the teaching building, then carried a bunch of greeting cards, returned to the dormitory in the cold wind and stuffed it into the quilt, and ran back to the classroom again.

I didn't even wipe the sweat from my forehead.

Evening self-study is about to begin. Shen Mo and Wang Ke are both in the classroom. When they see him rushing back, they all guessed that he might have gone to find a greeting card. They are empty-handed and undoubtedly have not bought it.

After Fang Chang'an sat down, he first told Wang Yuwei about the parking location of the bicycle and gave her the car keys. Shen Mo turned around and asked in a low voice: "Have you gone to buy a greeting card?"

Fang Changan nodded, looking unstable, and gasped: "I ran to the street for a long time, but I couldn't find it. I'll go searching tomorrow. Don't worry, I will definitely find it for you two."

Wang Ke also listened from behind, so he spoke with "you two".

Seeing that there seemed to be sweating on his forehead in the cold weather, Shen Mo was panting, a little moved, and a little unbearable, and whispered: "No, I just want Zhao Min, or something else is fine."

Wang Ke whispered from behind: "So too."

Shen Mo looked at him with bright eyes, as if to increase persuasion, he added quietly: "As long as it is given to you."

"I'll try again, maybe I'll buy it?"

Fang Chang'an showed a smile, "Don't worry, I will not affect class, nor will I delay it. I will definitely give it to you before tomorrow night."

Shen Mo seemed to want to persuade him again, but seeing his firm expression, he had to nod, and said softly, sitting carefully and reading a book. Under the shadow of the lamp, the dimples on his cheeks bloomed slightly.
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