MTL - My Sister is Very Obsessive-Chapter 22 :lottery

"By the way, classmate Shen Le, what's the matter with you?"

She suddenly remembered that we had come to see her earlier as if something had happened.

"We want to buy a bike, I heard there's a big market here, but we don't know how to get there?"

My sister hurriedly stepped forward, blocked me behind her, and answered proactively.

"Oh, is that so? I know, I'll take you there?"

"Don't delay your time to distribute the flyers, you just need to give us a general direction."

"What's the big deal?" The girl was very enthusiastic, she raised the flyer in her hand, "There is still a long way to go here, I'll just send it as I walk."

After she finished speaking, she took the front and left.

My sister glared at me, threw my arm away, and turned to Sun Jueqian's side.

I was at a loss, and I didn't know where I had offended her again.

Sun Jueqian was a bystander, she covered her mouth and smiled softly,

"Knowing that your sister is so sour one day, you still dare to stick to flowers, you deserve it."

After speaking, she and her sister left hand in hand, leaving me alone in the wind...

I..., I really have a hard time saying, I have nowhere to complain about this huge grievance.

After crossing the road from the pedestrian bridge, and walking north for about 20 minutes, you can see some shops that buy bicycles one after another.

Xia Xiaoman led the way, distributed flyers around, and turned to chat with his sister and the others.

I fell far behind and looked at the three girls in front of me who kept laughing and laughing along the way. Even though Xia Xiaoman was not as good as her elder sister and Sun Jueqian in appearance, her enthusiasm and positive, sunny and lively personality were not enough. Adds a lot to her.

"Sister Yanyan, Sister Qianqian, this store is pretty good!"

Seeing that the three girls in front stopped, I hurriedly chased after them, and then I heard what Xia Xiaoman said.

Miss Yan Yan? Miss Qianqian? Sure enough, this girl's communication skills have reached max, and in just ten minutes or so, she has quietly and unscrupulously "turned an enemy into a friend".

"I love cycling?" My sister looked at the store's sign, and after reading it, she found that the name was quite good.

but…

"How do you know it's good here, you won't be..."

She wanted to say that you wouldn't be the nurse of this shop, but thinking about how hurtful it was to say it, she stopped talking.

"No!" The girl didn't know if it was a big deal, or she really didn't understand, she smiled indifferently, and shook the flyer in her hand, "I'm from the 'Wind Chaser'. flyer."

After she finished speaking, she got close to her sister and Sun Jueqian and said in a low voice,

"The huge pit of this wind-chasing bike shop has a terrible low rating in the post bar of our school, and this bike-loving bike shop has rave reviews in the post bar."

As she said that, she also took out her mobile phone, logged into the post bar of Canghai University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and found a post about buying a bicycle.

I also leaned over and was a little surprised when I saw it. This post was from four years ago, and the content was probably about buying a bicycle. I hope the seniors can recommend a good shop.

After more than four years, the building now has more than 800 floors.

After a while, the reply was refreshed. She handed the phone to her sister and Sun Jueqian, swiped down on the screen, and explained,

"These are posts from the past four years. They contain the personal experiences of seniors and seniors buying cars over the years. They are very reliable."

Sure enough, among the more than 100 articles she madly drawn, about two-thirds of them are recommending this cycling-loving bike shop, and the remaining one-third are almost all scolding the wind-chasing bike shop. Of course, there are also sporadic Some of the other car shops I've seen, almost all have mixed reviews!

"Then... bought it here?"

The elder sister's eyes were eager to try, obviously, she had been persuaded by Xia Xiaoman.

I didn't rush to answer, but turned my attention to Sun Jueqian. This scholarly girl has a calm and clear mind when she is in trouble, and her opinion is worth thinking about.

"Um...I don't quite understand."

She is also sincere, and always maintains a humble and prudent heart when it comes to areas she does not understand.

"Then take a look first, and if it's good, buy it."

After that, we went to the car shop.

The owner of the car dealership is a middle-aged woman, wearing a red tight-fitting short-sleeved upper body that highlights her figure, and a half-length tight-fitting black leather skirt.

She looked less like a bike shop owner and more like a fashion girl who was about to go out to a pub night.

Could it be that those praises are all based on the appearance of the proprietress, blindly giving it with her eyes closed?

"Welcome, buy a bike?"

The proprietress moved to her sister's side with a sweet smile.

Sister frowned, pretended to be choosing a car and hid beside me, rubbed her nose, and pushed me,

"You choose."

I also rubbed my nose a little embarrassedly. To be honest, the perfume smell on this lady boss was so heavy that it was a bit irritating. I really don't know if she bathed with perfume on weekdays.

I'm not even a layman when it comes to bicycles, and I don't know how to choose a bike, so I turned to look at Sun Jueqian,

"What brand is your car?"

Sun Jueqian tilted his head, thought about it, and said uncertainly,

"It seems to be called Mei... What is Mei? America? No, it's called Mei..."

"Is it Merida?"

The proprietress on the side suddenly spoke up.

"It seems to be called Merida."

Sun Jueqian nodded. She is the same as me when it comes to bicycles. Merida or she accidentally caught a glimpse of her bicycle's trademark, and unconsciously memorized it, and she still hasn't fully memorized it.

"Merida company originated in Taiwan Province," the proprietress introduced to us in a hurry. "The various types of bicycles they produce are exported to more than 30 countries overseas. In the bicycle industry, it can be regarded as an old brand. ."

My sister nodded after listening, then looked at me, and pushed again, as if to say hurry up and choose a car.

I don't understand at all, how do you tell me to choose?

"Boss, recommend one!"

The proprietress looked at me, then looked at her sideways, probably my sister who was hiding behind me, smiled slightly,

"Are you riding or your girlfriend riding?"

"Cough cough..."

Her words came so suddenly that I swallowed too fast and choked on my saliva.

"Is there any difference?"

The sister asked curiously.

The lady boss nodded.

"The saddles of women's bicycles and men's bicycles are slightly different in design. After all, women's are very different from men's. You don't need me to tell you this!"

When she said these words, her eyes were still glancing at us ambiguous.

When my sister brushed it, her cheeks flushed directly to the base of her ears.

Not only my sister, but even Sun Jueqian and Xia Xiaoman, who were quietly watching, couldn't help but feel hot.

I was a little embarrassed. I wanted to explain two sentences, but I couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the proprietress.

She pointed to a bright yellow car,

"How about this one, 25, great for riding in the city?"

I walked up, looked at the price tag on the car, and was taken aback, 1299, this price is not acceptable to me.

So I smiled wryly and shook my head,

"Too expensive!"

"It's expensive!" Boss Nian pondered a little, "Then what is the price you can accept? Let me hear it?"

"Three hundred to five hundred, it can't be more, if there is more, I really can't afford it."

It’s not that I really can’t afford it. If I want to buy it, even if I want to buy ten, it’s no problem, but the key is that it’s not necessary. I might as well buy an electric car that’s just a little bit more than a thousand. .

"Um…"

The proprietress nodded her chin, her action made me a little... how should I put it, if I say something unpleasant, it is disgusting.

A middle-aged woman, I don't mind wearing **** clothes, and I can understand the smell of perfume on her body is too strong, but... A charming middle-aged woman points her chin and pretends to be pure, which makes her eyes a bit hot.

In my opinion, this action should be reserved for cute girls like my sister.

After thinking about it for a while, she suddenly said,

"We have an event here. The first prize is 10% off, the second prize is 50% off, and the third prize is 30% off. Do you want to participate?"

"Lottery draw!" I was a little reluctant to participate.

"Yes, it's a lottery. There are discounts if you win the lottery. It doesn't matter if you don't win the lottery. We don't have strong sellers here, little brother."

What a shame, little brother.

I really couldn't stand this lady boss, I pulled my sister out from behind and pushed her,

"Go smoke, you've had good luck since you were a child."

"Then... that's fine!"

The sister nodded helplessly, reluctantly agreeing.