A series of words were enough to prove how happy he was.
Zhong Jiawei saw this and was moved in her heart. If nothing else, at least this man seemed to care about the two of them.
It's just that the impression she left in the past was so bad that every time she saw Jiang Zhihao performing well, she would always subconsciously suspect that he was acting.
"You come here to make money? How much money do you make, selling fruit?" Zhong Jiawei asked.
"That's right." Jiang Zhihao replied.
As expected, Zhong Jiawei shook her head and said: "Although there is a lot of traffic here, it is not a good place to sell fruit. In fact, I came here today mainly because I heard that there is a good business selling fruit here.
Now that you're here, why don't you learn from others? If you use your brain a little bit, you can make more money."
"Fruit fishing?" Jiang Zhihao was stunned for a moment, and then said with a strange look: "If you mean here on the pedestrian street, then I don't really need to learn from anyone, because..."
Jiang Zhihao was only halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Zhong Jiawei.
Zhong Jiawei, who was still kind just now, suddenly turned cold and said, "You think you are so powerful again, don't you? Why do you do this every time, before you do something, you feel that you are better than others. If you can't do it well, then you will
Blame others for not cooperating with you. People can earn one or two thousand a day selling fruit. How about you? Two hundred? Or three hundred? Are you talking too much? Forget it, I have been saying this for so many years. I am tired of saying it, and so are you.
Tired of hearing that."
Zhong Jiawei's sudden lesson made Jiang Zhihao dumbfounded.
He doesn't think he's very powerful, but there's no need to belittle him like that.
Besides, I was right. At least here in the pedestrian street, he is the only one who makes fruit fishing. Who else should I learn from?
At this time, someone from the other side of the stall shouted: "Boss, come quickly and weigh me, are you still doing business?"
Zhong Jiawei subconsciously looked towards the stall, wanting to see who the boss was.
As a result, I was shocked to see Jiang Zhihao shouting over there: "You can weigh it yourself. It's all automatic. Scan the code yourself according to the weight."
When several guests heard this, they all marveled and said, "This boss is so interesting. He doesn't even bother to collect money from selling fruits, and he's not afraid of people deliberately undercounting him."
"What do you know? This is called smartness. You didn't notice that there are so many people around. Who would have the nerve to take advantage in public? Besides, it only costs 12 yuan per pound. You have to carry peaches, kiwis, durians, etc.
The boss can lose money to death. Who is still short of these ten or eight yuan now? Are you embarrassed to give them less money?"
"That's right. Why are people so smart?"
The guests were talking a lot, and as they said, no one really had the nerve to pay less under the gaze of everyone.
On the other side, Zhong Jiawei looked at Jiang Zhihao in shock. She had originally planned to leave, but now she was frozen in place, a little confused in her mind.
"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Zhihao asked with concern: "You don't look good. Are you feeling unwell? Is it too hot? I have an ice crusher there, or I can get you some iced watermelon to relieve the heat.
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"You..." Zhong Jiawei looked at him in astonishment, her tone full of disbelief: "Does this fruit fishing stall belong to you?"
"That's right." Jiang Zhihao said, "That's why I just said that I don't really need to learn from anyone about the fruit fishing business."
Although Jiang Zhihao didn't mean to blame Zhong Jiawei, Zhong Jiawei still felt her cheeks getting hot quickly.