Florist Little Boss Ch. 145
"Ah... it hurts... be gentle... umh... "
"Like this?"
"Hsss... I told you to be gentle, not to use force!"
"I didn't use force."
"You are simply ahh... trying to kill me..."
"It's not that exaggerated, you will feel good, believe me."
"Get lost! Ouch, my old waist... be gentle."
"Who told you not to pay attention, just bear with it." Qin Shaoyan said unhappily, "It has to hurt for it to work, don't twist your butt." He slapped it.
Gao Yang almost jumped up and yelled, "Oh! Massage it well, okay? Or find an old Chinese doctor to massage me, your skills, ah!"
Qin Shaoyan pressed hard on his waist, and Gao Yang felt so painful that he couldn't speak. He pointed at Qin Shaoyan and trembled. It must be intentional! Murder, this was!
"Don't move if you know it hurts, it will be fine soon." Qin Shaoyan said.
Gao Yang scooped up the glass medicine bottle on the side, unscrewed the lid and smelled it, frowned, it was so pungent, quickly covered it and put it back, "Does this thing really work?"
"Of course, their unique secret recipe is very useful for bruises and injuries."
"I see they all, uh... ice compresses or something."
"It depends on the situation. Not all sprains need ice compresses." Qin Shaoyan felt that it was almost done, so he stopped and wiped his hands with a wet towel, "Lie down like this, and get up later."
Gao Yang felt that his waist was numb, and he couldn't think of it, "Oh, it's so miserable."
Qin Shaoyan packed up his things, closed the medicine box, and said sarcastically, "I told you to take it easy. If you can't do it alone, just hire someone."
When Gao Yang went to the store in the morning, he saw that there was a thin layer of dust on the shelves. It hadn't been wiped for several days. It was time to clean it, so he moved a stool, got a bucket of water, and started to work. Who knew that he would hurt his waist like this?
When things went wrong, even drinking water could make your teeth ache... Gao Yang sighed while holding his face.
"Don't sigh, it will make your good luck go away." Qin Shaoyan went to wash his hands, and when he came back, he saw Gao Yang lying on the bed sighing, and he laughed, "Why, no one called you to apply for the job?"
Gao Yang waved his hands and sighed, "People these days, young people want to work in big companies, they have a future, they don't like my small company, and the older ones don't like to do this job, they think it's something girls do... well, come to think of it, why don't women come to apply? Obviously they should like it very much."
"Just because they like to receive flowers doesn't mean they are willing to face flowers and plants every day." Qin Shaoyan rubbed his head and didn't want to discourage him. "Don't worry, someone might come to apply for the job tomorrow."
Gao Yang thought about it and it made sense. He stretched out one hand to Qin Shaoyan and held his waist with the other hand. "Come, help me up."
Qin Shaoyan's mouth twitched and he went up to help him. "Where are you going?"
Gao Yang said confidently, "To the toilet!"
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Not known what stimulated him. When Gao Yang woke up the next morning, he said that he wanted Mrs. Zhou to steam some buns for him. Since he wanted to eat, just make it for him. Mrs. Zhou, who could cook almost any dish, hadn't steamed white flour buns since she came to work here. She used to make them often in her hometown. She hadn't made them for so many years, so her hands were still fresh.
When the housekeeper passed by the kitchen, he saw Mrs. Zhou kneading dough and asked curiously, "What are you going to make?"
Mrs. Zhou smiled and said, "White flour buns."
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, "White buns?"
"Yes, the master just came over and said that it should be what Xiao Gao wanted."
Yes, this thing had never appeared in his master's breakfast, at least not in the years he had been here.
Gao Xun now had four teeth, two on the upper and lower teeth, and he was a bit good at biting things. He also scooped a small bun in his hand and ate it. When he took a bite, four small teeth marks were clearly printed on the bun.
The bun was broken into two halves, a fried dough stick was sandwiched in the middle, and a bowl of salty soy milk was added. He took a bite of the bun and slurped a mouthful of soy milk. Tsk, this taste was too good.
Qin Shaoyan saw that he was so happy, and said coldly, "Does your waist hurt?"
Ouch, he almost forgot the pain. Gao Yang grimaced, "Don't bring up that."
Qin Shaoyan smiled and scooped a handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth, "You have a mouth full of oil."
Gao Yang smiled, "That's how you eat to feel comfortable."
When he went out, Gao Yang was still holding his waist and walking slowly. Qin Shaoyan felt very distressed and advised him, "Why don't you rest at home today."
Gao Yang shook his head, "No, the store has not been open for the past two days. If it goes on like this, we will be destitute!"
Qin Shaoyan frowned, "Health is more important."
Gao Yang raised his head and thought for a while, "Haven't you heard a saying that when people are poor, health is not so important."
Qin Shaoyan walked in front with Gao Xun in his arms and looked back at him, "Where did you get this saying?"
Gao Yang waved his hand, "Ah, this is not the point."
"What is that?"
Gao Yang said mysteriously, "I ate steamed buns this morning."
"And then?" Still happy.
Gao Yang smiled, "Every time I have bad luck the next day, as long as I eat white steamed buns in the morning, my luck will definitely change. Do you believe it? Something good will definitely happen today."
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