No one expected that when they were rioting, Cheng Yaojin would appear on the way, and without saying a word, he would knock their two brothers away, and they would not know whether they were dead or alive.
"Everyone, can you please stop talking?" Zhang Dagang stopped the handbrake and walked out of the car with a calm expression. He glanced at the two people who fell to the ground. They were fine and just lying on the ground.
The pain on his face showed that this step of stepping on the accelerator was not light.
"Who are you and why did you bump into our people for no reason?"
"That's right, we are looking for the proprietress of Fuguoyuan. What does this have to do with you?"
"Boy, I think you are looking for death. Believe it or not, we smashed your car."
The crowd chirped, but what was strange was that there was no resentment on the faces of this group of people, or even any mood swings. Instead, they looked like they were afraid, and they stepped back one by one, for fear that Zhang Dagang would strike again.
It seems that they stood up not to protect their rights, but to complete their tasks.
This huge formation also attracted the shops on the street to poke their heads out to watch the excitement.
Zhang Dagang looked at the group of people in front of him and said calmly: "Everyone, my name is Zhang Dagang, and I am a partner of this fruit shop. I don't know what happened, but you guys smashing up my shop makes me very unhappy, so I
I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise no one will be able to leave today."
Zhang Dagang's voice is loud, his tone is domineering, and his momentum is even more domineering.
Seeing this, the people making trouble looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward.
At this moment, a middle-aged man stood up, took out a winter date from the red plastic bag he carried with him, threw it at Zhang Dagang's feet, and asked angrily.
"The winter jujubes I bought for 500 yuan are all bad. You still want us to give you a reasonable explanation. Does this make sense?"
The middle-aged man's words once again stirred up waves in the crowd.
"It's just that the fruits you spent so much money on are all bad. Have you bosses let their consciences be eaten by dogs?"
"Refund, I want to apply for a refund, I bought one thousand yuan."
"Me too. I gave gifts to my father-in-law, but they all turned out bad. Do you know how embarrassed I am?"
Seeing that the scene was getting out of control again, Zhang Dagang's expression remained extremely calm. The business of his fruit shop was so booming that it would inevitably make some people jealous. It is understandable that such a thing would happen.
And what they call bad fruit is simply impossible to exist. As for the reason, it is naturally that Yu Xing'er has a responsible and conscientious attitude in doing things and will never let bad fruit flow into the market.
These people, at first glance, are here to cause trouble.
But in order to convince everyone, and also for the sake of branding, he decided to find out the mastermind behind this.
Picking up the bad fruits, Zhang Dagang looked at them and soon discovered the clues. The outer skin of these bad fruits was white, the weight was much heavier than that of ordinary winter jujubes, and the degree of rot was even more exaggerated. On one fruit, there was almost only one
The small piece is good, but those who don't know it think that the fruit has been on the ground for more than ten days.
"Brother, I'm afraid the rottenness of your fruit is not one day in the fruit shop, but one year in your place." Zhang Dagang picked up the fruit and looked at the man with a slightly playful tone.
As soon as he heard this, the man looked panicked: "You, don't even think about slandering others. This fruit has been like this since I bought it. What does it have to do with me?"
"Hey, look how nervous you are." Zhang Dagang stared at the man: "I just mentioned it casually, why are you so nervous?"
"I……"
The man was speechless for a moment. He also realized that he could not defeat Zhang Dagang and quickly got into the crowd.
Zhang Dagang smiled and did not continue to quarrel with the man. Instead, he walked through the crowd, stepped on the glass-covered floor, and walked into the store. Yu Xing'er knew that Zhang Dagang was coming, and hurriedly left the checkout counter.
He ran out from behind and hugged Zhang Dagang tightly.
"Zhang Dagang, you are finally here, you scared me to death."
Yu Xing'er let go of Zhang Dagang's arms and looked at the restless crowd outside with a worried look on her face: "Dagang, we don't sell bad fruits in our store. I don't know what's going on. What should I do now?"
"I know, don't worry, leave this matter to me." Zhang Dagang signaled to Yu Xing'er not to worry.
Then, he let go of Yu Xing'er and faced the crowd.
"Everyone, I am the person in charge of the fruit shop. If something like this happens, I guarantee that our fruit shop will be responsible to the end. From now on, as long as you can bring out the bad fruit, a bad fruit will cost you 50 yuan.
Price compensation is limited to one hundred pieces."
After saying that, Zhang Dagang took out a large basket from the store and threw it directly in front of the crowd.
Looking at the basket that could hold hundreds of fruits, everyone couldn't help but be wary. No one knew what kind of trick Zhang Dagang was playing.
However, he couldn't resist the temptation of the price, and soon someone threw the five fruits he was carrying into the basket.
Zhang Dagang didn't talk nonsense. He took out two hundred and fifty yuan in cash and handed it to the man.
Seeing that Zhang Dagang was not joking and could really get the money, the crowd became excited and rushed to throw the bad fruits into the basket.
In no time, the basket was filled.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Dagang could not help but reveal a playful smile, took out his cell phone and stepped aside.
"Hey, it's me, Zhang Dagang. Our fruit shop is surrounded by people now. I suspect someone is coming to make trouble. Please call the younger brother over to help."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Dagang returned to the crowd.
He did not break his promise, and as agreed, he directly paid five thousand yuan in cash to everyone.
Looking at the cash in their hands, those who got the money were so happy that they almost burst out laughing, while those who didn't get the money became angry and deliberately started to cause trouble.
"What do you mean, you only compensate some people but not us?"
"Yeah, this is too much. We spent so much money, why can't we get compensation?"
"We also need to compensate, we must compensate!"
Listening to the loud protests of this group of people, Zhang Dagang smiled and picked up two bad fruits from the basket. The smile on his face disappeared, leaving only a feeling of coldness and chill.
"Everyone, please don't get excited. When you get the money, I want to ask a question, that is, why are the rottenness of these fruits so different? Most of them have been rotten for a week?"
"These days, our winter jujube sales are booming, so we are often sold out. Therefore, our store picks and ships the fruits on the same day, and all the fruits are placed on the shelf for everyone to choose and buy. I am confused, you guys
Are all of them blind? Why did they all buy rotten fruit?"