Chapter 891, Your college students have such rich social experience?

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While Brother Kun and the others were in a hurry to help Hong Jun remove Huyanbo's banner before, Fang Chen was naturally not idle, walking around with a cigarette.

When I returned to my booth, the box of Fu Rong Wang in my hand was gone.

"Brother Chen, what were you doing just now?"

Ding Liang wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked subconsciously.

Fang Chen glanced at him, secretly thinking that children cannot be taught, but he still gave him a brief explanation, saying;
"Of course it's a good relationship with our new neighbor, otherwise what do you think I'm doing?".

"The stall owners of other stalls in these trading houses are more or less our predecessors."

"With them taking care of you, if something happens to you newcomers, you can take care of it."

After saying that, Fang Chen tore open a new bag of Zhonghua again.

Seeing Hong Jun walking towards this side, he took the initiative to meet him and stuffed the pack of cigarettes into Hong Jun's pocket.

Ding Liang stared at Fang Chen's operation from behind, dumbfounded.

I don't know what happened.

Hong Jun, who had seen Fang Chen send the cigarettes, initially showed righteous rejection on his face.

It's just that the two of them said a few words and yelled a lot, and Hong Jun accepted the box of Zhonghua in embarrassment.

It's just that the eyes cast on Ding Liang and the others became more kind.

Brother Kun and the others stood here to pack their things after they finished their work.

Including Brother Kun, the rest of the people in the 228 dormitory looked at Fang Chen with more and more awe.

"Brother Chen deserves to be an existence who can rise to fame in a short period of time in the recruit camp.

His EQ and IQ are far beyond what the few of us can match."

"Even if this kind of person is thrown in the bustling city, he must be a leader, and he will definitely not be bad at mixing."

Brother Kun pursed his lips.

In the entire 228 dormitory, only Brother Kun had some experience and social experience.

Regarding Fang Chen's actions, he was also able to understand his intentions at the first time.

It's just that when he wanted to understand Fang Chen's intentions, he realized that Fang Chen could put down his body and make friends with anyone, and put down his face and always greet him with a smile.

How much social experience is needed for this behavior to be so familiar with it.

That was completely a habitual action and behavior, and Fang Chen was also an old man when it came to doing business.

"At the very least, if it were me, I would definitely not think so much at the first time, even including how to build a good relationship with the neighbors."

"Ding Liang, your relationship with Brother Chen should be the best in our dormitory.

Do you know what Brother Chen did when he was in the secular world?".

Brother Kun poked Ding Liang next to him with his elbow, but Ding Liang was also confused; "How would I know, Brother Chen doesn't talk much, anyway, he never mentioned to me his life before he joined the army.

".

"But isn't his resume written for college students to enlist in the army?".

"I guess Brother Chen should be a college student of a certain university..."

College Students?
Brother Kun rolled his eyes, have you seen any college students who are so experienced?

Brother Kun, a famous businessman on the Forbes rich list, believes that he is a self-made man!

But Fang Chen definitely couldn't be just an ordinary college student.

Only ghosts believe that Brother Chen was an ordinary college student before enlisting in the army!

Only you, a guy who has not yet graduated from college and stays in an ivory tower like a college all day, will believe that Fang Chen is a college student, right?
"Okay, let's pack up and get ready.

Today is the first day of work.

I hope we can have a good sign and get off to a good start."

"I just got acquainted with the neighboring neighbors.

If someone wants to buy trauma medicine, other stalls will help introduce them to our booth."

Fang Chen and Hong Jun chatted again, and then they walked to the booth, helped Brother Kun and the others pack their things, and placed bottles of trauma medicine that had been brewed last night on the table.

"Also, I have greeted Brother Hong Jun.

If there is any trouble, he will come to help.

Brother Hong Jun has been setting up a stall here for two years.

What do you not understand? Yes, you can find Brother Hong Jun."

That's what a pack of cigarettes does.

Although maybe a bag of China wasn't worth Hong Jun's help.

But for Hong Jun, doing a little favor for Brother Kun and a few people, and verbally mentioning the rules, is just a matter of lip service.

Maybe even if there is no box of cigarettes stuffed by Fang Chen, Hong Jun will still be there.

When encountering any problems, take the initiative to jump out and help.

But to be a human being is to pay attention to courtesy.

Hong Jun originally wanted to make friends with Fang Chen, but now because of a pack of cigarettes, the relationship between the two parties was even closer.

When Hong Jun helped Brother Kun and the others, he would do his best.

Brother Kun and the others nodded quickly.

After Fang Chen finished explaining, he just smiled; "You guys, don't make any trouble today and smash my signboard."

In fact, for Fang Chen, he was quite nervous at this meeting.

After all, although he has confidence in his own stuff, he can guarantee that it will definitely crush Yunnan Baiyao and the like in terms of effect.

But he can't guarantee that today will usher in a good start.

Because there are no people who have nothing to do every day, running towards the trading market, and the group of patients who have seen Fang Chen's medical skills yesterday may not necessarily come today.

"It would be embarrassing if no one knew me."

"Whether something can be sold is really two things."

Fang Chen took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, rubbed his hands silently, and stood by the booth waiting for the opening of the trade fair.

As night fell completely.

Soon, the first batch of non-commissioned officers who entered the trading house came in bustling, and the first guest that Fang Chen ushered in was also unexpected.

"Please give me a bottle of your trauma medicine."

A Qingyue's still somewhat childish voice rang in Fang Chen's ear.

Fang Chen suddenly looked up, and was surprised to find a thin figure hiding in a wide bamboo hat, looking very cute and delicate.

Only a pair of pink tender hands were exposed outside.

I saw the owner of the Qingyue female voice standing in front of Fang Chen's booth.

Fang Chen almost screamed out in fright; "Why are you here?".

Summer wood juice! ?

Isn't she recuperating in Shurayuan?
Xia Muzhi pursed her lips, and lowered her voice to cover Fang Chen with a light smile;

"Did you forget? 24 hours inside is equal to one hour outside.

Calculated, it has been almost half a month for me since the last time we met."

PS; fancier is ready to tip, book friends rush, let me see that we will be on the tipping list tomorrow, okay?

(End of this chapter)