Zhao Siyue sometimes cooks bowls of noodles for them to earn money for noodles and pickles. These people will take some soy sauce, vinegar and salt before leaving. Anyway, this shop is much more lively than before.
Zhao Siyue was enthusiastic, but when she was cold, she didn't give anyone the face, and she even refused to give credit.
Not even the King of Heaven can do it.
A few people said they had no money in their pockets because they were familiar with playing cards. Zhao Siyue said don't buy it if you don't have money. They won't run here. Some people said she was too serious. Zhao Siyue said there was no limit to what she could do with credit. Such a little girl said that she was too serious.
Store, sooner or later you have to pay for it on credit.
This was what Sang Xiaoyu told her. Sang Xiaoyu said that you can run the business as you please, but you must not pay on credit. If this opportunity is opened, your store will not be far away from Huang.
The couple who originally opened the store also said this, saying that there are still more than 20 accounts that have not been paid back. Although it is not much, the accumulation is quite scary.
Zhao Siyue didn't listen to anything else, but she heard this in her heart.
People who came here were all curious about how she suddenly had her own shop. Zhao Siyue didn't tell the truth this time and just let them guess.
There were a lot of people coming, and they had various reasons for their speculations. One person even asked whether she had found a rich man?
Zhao Siyue asked someone to take a closer look at her and ask, "Would any wealthy person be interested in a woman like her?"
The person who spoke also laughed. Zhao Siyue's dress was really too ordinary, even worse than the people who came here.
With her mother's help, Zhao Siyue was able to find time to stock the goods.
She started going back and forth to Sang Xiaoyu Hotel for business.
She was very nervous when she smoked cigarettes for the first time. When she handed over the high-quality famous cigarettes to the purchasing department, she really knew the strength of Sang Xiaoyu's store.
Although she didn't make a penny, the profit was considerable. She knew that when Sang Xiaoyu deducted all the money, the store would really be hers.
After the negotiation, Zhao Siyue went to Sang Xiaoyu's office. Sang Xiaoyu was really there and asked her strangely if there was something wrong.
Zhao Siyue felt unhappy, feeling that Sang Xiaoyu was only warm when she saw her outside, and became unkind as soon as she arrived at her hotel. But now she didn't dare to scold Sang Xiaoyu, so she had to swallow her anger.
She took out two Chinese cigarettes and handed them to them obediently, saying, "I know you don't smoke, but this is my intention. If you help me, I will always give something back.
You can give this cigarette to others, and of course you won’t take it seriously, but that’s about my current ability.”
These two cigarettes were given by Zhao Siyue's mother. Zhao Siyue felt terribly distressed, but felt that her mother's words were reasonable.
There is no free lunch in this world.
What on earth is Sang Xiaoyu planning? Giving her something without any bottom line? It doesn’t seem like it.
Sang Xiaoyu took the cigarette and said calmly: "Don't always feel that you owe me. I helped you out of sincerity. I kept this cigarette. You go to Song Yue immediately and ask her to return the money to you.
"
Zhao Siyue blushed and said, "Aren't you willing to give me a favor and accept it?"
Sang Xiaoyu said calmly: "I don't lack this now. I know what kind of character you are. Otherwise, I won't help you. Therefore, if I don't accept anything from you, it's not disrespectful, but I really want to
help you.
One day, when you earn five or six thousand a month, you can send me some cans and I will definitely keep them. Now, don’t think about these things, I don’t care at all.”
Seeing that she seemed a little embarrassed, Sang Xiaoyu took out the money from her bag and said, "I'll give it to you directly. How is your cooperation with Song Yue?"
When Song Yue was mentioned, Zhao Siyue looked aggrieved. She had long wanted to tell Sang Xiaoyu her grievances, but Sang Xiaoyu didn't give her a chance.
Zhao Siyue finally had the courage to speak. She said, "Why is she so cold? Her condescending look is so abominable."
Sang Xiaoyu knew that there was also dissatisfaction with herself here, so she said: "Take your time, no one has it smooth at the beginning, we are all too busy, just get used to it."
Zhao Siyue took the money, which seemed to be a reassurance. These two cigarettes were really given to Sang Xiaoyu. She would have to rely on her mother for another two months without income.
But now she has a foundation and confidence.
Don’t people all over the world look down on themselves now? Why don’t you live a different life and let others look at you with admiration?
She felt that she had a chance and she wanted to become a woman like Sang Xiaoyu.
The person she dealt with the most was a man named Chen Hui from the tobacco company.
Zhao Siyue turned out to be a woman in her thirties who smoked tobacco. She also worked for a tobacco company. She was extremely arrogant. She drove away after throwing a few cigarettes in her car without looking good at all.
Things are different now. The people who served cigarettes in this store used to have a very good attitude.
The man smoking was a man in his forties, who introduced himself as Chen Hui.
He first asked about the price of Zhao Siyue's store. Zhao Siyue said it was 6,000. Chen Hui immediately said it was a loss. He said that he was very familiar with this store and could hardly sell much. I came here to look around when I had nothing to do. He also said that he
His home is nearby.
Zhao Siyue immediately asked him how much the original store would cost.
Chen Hui said the number, and Zhao Siyue stuck out his tongue. This number was less than half of his original number, which showed that there were not many customers. It had been a few days since he opened his shop. The people who came to buy cigarettes were all three-wheelers and vegetable sellers, and they wanted the same thing.
The cheapest kind of cigarette.
Zhao Siyue didn't know why she had a crush on this man.
She didn't want to talk about all her resources like she did in the past. She wanted to see how envious he was of her.
She opened her mouth to ask for ten sticks of Chinese cigarettes. The man was confused. What kind of situation can you sell?
Zhao Siyue also talked about several high-end cigarettes, including Huanghelou and Liqun and some mid-range cigarettes, thirty in total.
The man looked at her in surprise, and she said it would be delivered next Monday.
The man did the math and said, how much does it cost?
Zhao Siyue suddenly realized that she seemed to be possessed by Sang Xiaoyu, and said lightly: "Don't worry, there is."
After the man left, Zhao Siyue wanted to cry. For the first time, she felt that she was so proud and proud. All of this was brought about by Sang Xiaoyu.
As the demand for cigarettes increased every week, men began to look at Zhao Siyue with admiration, and Zhao Siyue felt more and more that she was not far away from success. She even organized a party among her classmates, but no one responded.
After all, she couldn't hide it anymore, so she told Chen Hui the truth in the third week. Chen Hui was so envious that his eyes almost fell out of his head. He also said that her path had too many connections.
Zhao Siyue felt that for the first time in more than thirty years, someone admired her so much, and the relationship between the two became more subtle.
Chen Hui said that his wife died of illness three years ago and now he has a son.
Zhao Siyue said that she was divorced and had no children.
Chen Hui's eyes lit up, but because her mother was busy behind her, she didn't ask further.
Chen Hui came over to help her no matter what happened, and said that it is not easy for a woman.