"Er Ming, I've got something to tell you; it'll scare the daylights out of you!" Xu Jianshe's chinned-up stance towered over him.
Sun Erming shouted out in excitement, suddenly interested, "What's up? You think you can scare me to death? That would be something else!"
Xu Jianshe chuckled smugly, "Not only am I a salesperson at the food factory, but I'm also going to be a salesperson at the textile factory."
Sun Erming wasn't scared to death, but his mouth dropped open in surprise, "For real? You're not pulling my leg, are you?"
These days, jobs are so hard to come by, yet he talks about it as if it's as easy as picking jellybeans out of a candy pile.
Brimming with pride, Xu Jianshe responded, "Why would I lie to you? Do you think your Brother Jian She is that kind of person?"
"Brother Jian She, is it really that easy to be a salesperson nowadays?" Sun Erming widened his eyes, curiously asking.
