Wear to the time when the male god was young [MTL] [NO EDIT]

An extra

In order to get Zhou Jiayu and Lu Ning to wash his underwear, San Pang worked very hard, changing the venue every day to set up a stage for promotion. Because he was eloquent and easy to get along with, he also opened up several wholesale points.

From the third day, Lu Ning began to receive orders from agents. He required the agents to order at least two pieces, which means a minimum of 80 cans.

For a factory with more than 500 people, it was naturally not a difficult task. Moreover, the agents he chose were basically from large factories with more than 1,000 people. So the minimum order was three pieces, and the largest order was 20 pieces and 800 cans, which came from a large factory with 5,000 people.

This agent was very smart. In addition to promoting tasting in the cafeteria, he also went door to door to dormitories to sell. In two days, he collected 20 pieces.

So from the third day, Lu Ning's sales volume began to increase rapidly.

Of course, Zhou Jiayu on the other side was the same.

A week ended quickly in the busyness of the three people.

"Old Chen, this is today's money. The two thousand we brought out have all been sold." Sanpang got out of the pickup truck and handed a bag of money to Boss Chen who was waiting in the factory.

Boss Chen took the money and nodded with a smile: "Sanpang, you are really amazing."

"Of course, where are the two of them?" Sanpang saw that the two cars of Lu Ning and Zhou Jiayu had already parked in the yard, but he didn't see anyone, so he asked curiously.

Boss Chen said; "They are inside. I made a pigeon soup hot pot for you as a midnight snack. The two brothers are waiting for you."

Because he felt that his dirty underwear had a place to go in the next few days, Comrade Sanpang walked in with a little bit of ease. When

he walked into the lounge and took a look, his face fell immediately: "Aren't you waiting for me? Why are you two eating?"

In all conscience, Lu Ning couldn't help but drink a mouthful of pigeon soup, and Zhou Jiayu really started eating. However, Boss Zhou did not wait for his brother to feel guilty. He waved his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"

Sanpang sat down, poured a bowl of soup, smacked his lips and took two sips to satisfy his craving. Then, he suppressed the pride in his heart and asked casually, "Is your performance today good?"

Lu Ning nodded, "Yeah, it's good." Sanpang

smiled and stretched out his thumb and index finger, making a sign, "I sold a total of 8,000 cans in seven days. Who of you will wash my underwear for me?"

Zhou Jiayu and Lu Ning looked at him at the same time, both smiling and saying nothing.

Boss Chen interrupted, cleared his throat, and said weakly: "Well... or I'll wash it for you."

Zhou Jiayu: "..."

Lu Ning: "..."

"No, why are you joining in the fun?" Sanpang curled his lips speechlessly, "The three of us made a bet to see who sells more in a week. Whoever loses will be responsible for washing clothes including underwear."

Boss Chen looked at the other two guys, coughed lightly, and whispered: "It's like this, that... Xiao Zhou and Xiao Lu each sold more than 16,000 cans."

Sanpang was stunned: "What?!" Zhou Jiayu

smiled and said: "So the matter of washing underwear is left to you." Sanpang