"Mr. Lu, I know I was wrong. I will manage the store seriously in the future and this will never happen again. Please give me another chance!" the store manager begged.
Lu Weizhi hesitated for a moment. The store manager was related to him. Although the relationship was not particularly close, after all, with such a relationship, it was difficult to do things too carefully.
He looked at Jiang Zhihao and said, "It doesn't matter whether I forgive you or not. What matters is whether Mr. Jiang will forgive you. If he doesn't agree, there's nothing I can do about it."
This is to kick the ball to Jiang Zhihao to prevent himself from becoming a bad guy.
If you are young, you may really choose to keep things quiet because of the issue of face.
However, Jiang Zhihao is different. He knows his life very well and has only a lot more experience than Lu Weizhi. How could he be fooled by such a little trick?
Since Lu Weizhi kicked the ball over, Jiang Zhihao simply raised his foot and shot.
"The atmosphere of the whole store is all about looking up sideways. The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, which means there is a big problem in the usual management. To put it harshly, there is no management at all. If things go on like this, the quality of the medicinal materials cannot be said.
Good, but the popularity and reputation are definitely bad. Mr. Lu, if you just want to make more money in the past few years, it doesn’t matter whether you change the store manager or not. But if you want to keep your reputation as a master of traditional Chinese medicine, you’d better find one
Managed by a professional person.”
Although Jiang Zhihao didn't say it directly, the meaning behind his words was already very clear.
How could Lu Weizhi not give up his reputation in order to make money?
The older you get, the more you value honor.
He looked gloomy and said to the store manager: "Did you hear what Mr. Jiang said? You don't have the ability, so don't blame me for being merciless! Pack your things and leave. Starting tomorrow, I will find a new store manager."
The store manager had a bitter look on his face. He felt resentful towards Jiang Zhihao but did not dare to show it.
A person who can make Lu Weizhi do this must be too powerful for him to offend.
All the anger can only be hidden in my heart.
And the other people in the store now look at him with resentment in their eyes.
There was only one clerk who caused the trouble, but everyone was implicated.
After all, it is not only the store clerk who looks down on others, but the store manager as well.
Someone broke the cabinet before, so why don't you just sell the medicinal materials to him at a high price? You insist on calling the police, and you even bring Mr. Lu here.
It's good now, everyone has to deduct a month's bonus, and that's not a small amount of money.
The basic salary in a medicine store is very low, and the bulk of it is commission based on monthly turnover.
This bonus was deducted, which was painful for them.
A fire broke out at the city gate, affecting the fish in the pond. If the store manager hadn't still had some power, these people would have wanted to spit in his face and curse him with a few curse words.
After driving the store manager away, Lu Weizhi put a smile on his face and said: "I heard from Lao Lu that Mr. Jiang is here to buy medicinal materials? Oh, we are not outsiders. Whatever you want, just call me and tell me
, why bother to come here in person."
"I have nothing to do, let's take a stroll." Jiang Zhihao pointed to the two precious medicinal herbs on the ground and said, "What I want are those two. I heard that they are Mr. Lu's treasures and are not sold to the outside world? If they really don't sell them, then
Forget it, I'll look for another place later."
If someone else comes to buy it, even a high-ranking person, Lu Weizhi may not be willing to sell it to him.
These centuries-old ginseng and spiritual wisdom are now hard to come by.
In ancient times, transportation was inconvenient, and medicinal collectors did not have decent equipment when they went into the mountains. At most, they carried a machete with them, and they were easily in danger.