I'm Pregnant with the Hope of the Entire Planet

Big or Small

After returning from the banquet, Jian Luo felt the power of the fruit.

Now he feels that he is full of energy, let alone reading and learning to write, even if he stays up all night, he will not be tired at all.

It was rare for Jian Luo to look in the mirror once in 800 years and said, "Do I think I have become better-looking?"

Lu Shifeng was not far away without turning his head: "Really?"

"Yeah, I feel that my skin has improved, and then I seem to be a little taller and have more eyes." Jian Luo was in front of the mirror and shook his head: "Don't you think so?"

Lu Shifeng said 'um': "I think."

"..."

Dog man.

Jian Luo snorted softly: "I love to see it or not."

Lu Shifeng finally took his eyes off the document, and turned his head to look at him condescendingly: "Jian Luo."

Jian Luo: "Why?"

Lu Shifeng said: "Don't worry too much about appearance."

Jian Luo blushed: "I don't mind, I'm just talking!"

Lu Shifeng nodded: "Well, it doesn't matter, the dragons generally look like their fathers, so you don't have to worry about them."

"..."

What do you mean, dog man.

There is really nothing to talk about with this kind of elm head. After Jian Luo packed up, he went to work. In order to bring goods more conveniently, he has opened an online store on Interstellar. At present, the food on it is only dried fruit for the time being. Commodity.

The dried fruit has basically arrived now, and the next question is about evaluation and after-sales. In order to deal with these problems better and more conveniently, Jian Luo specially found a room as their studio.

Weiwei is discussing something with Anya and the others.

Jian Luo walked through the door: "What did you say?"

"Boss." Weiwei has always been the most thoughtful of the three. She came over and said, "When we were just dealing with the after-sales order, we suspected that someone was deliberately cashing out."

Jian Luo: "What?"

Weiwei brought him over and pointed to several orders on the light screen: "Although the addresses of these five orders are different, we just found out that their contact numbers are the same and they are located in the same area. Wubi orders also applied for a refund, citing quality problems, but the other party refused to upload photos of the problem."

Jian Luo leaned over and looked over. He said, "Can you find the ID of the account to which the order belongs?"

Weiwei nodded: "The five new accounts have all participated in the grouping. Our grouping policy requires different accounts."

Jian Luo thought for a while: "Well, in a while, send him a text message and ask him to upload photos of quality problems, or refuse to refund."

Weiwei agreed: "Okay, I'll go right now."

Jian Luo knew that they were working hard, and it happened that there was a small kitchen next to the office, so he went in and packed some fruit bowls and brought them out for them to eat.

Just as she was preparing, Weiwei's voice came from not far away: "Boss, he replied."

Hearing this tone, Jian Luo should have refused, so she walked out and looked at the screen, only to see the person on the screen plausibly: "You promise to return the goods for quality problems, the things are already rotten when I receive them, what about the rotten things? I will still stay at home, I have thrown away no photos, and now give me a refund, otherwise I will expose you online and complain to the end."