"You only have three left. It seems like this business is out of business."
The young man glanced at the three mops in the tricycle and said regretfully.
"Who says it can't be done? Just tell us the location of the hotel and we will send it to you tomorrow."
Seeing that the young man was about to leave, Liu Ye hurriedly stopped her.
"Can it be delivered tomorrow?"
The young man asked in disbelief.
"Of course!"
Willow Ye answered categorically.
"Okay, then at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon, take the mop to the Yuke Hotel on Yanjiang Road and ask for help from Manager Wang of the logistics department."
This is the first time Manager Wang has encountered door-to-door delivery service.
Save him the trouble of making a trip and just make the decision directly.
"Don't worry, we will definitely send it to you tomorrow."
Liu Ye confidently confirmed the decision.
Manager Wang got Liuye's promise and left with satisfaction.
"Yi Zi, you are so awesome, taking such a big order!"
Qian Meifeng gave a thumbs up to Liu Ye.
One hundred mops, that’s fifty yuan!
The money is coming in too fast.
"Such big customers are hard to come by, so we have to focus on ordinary customers."
I was just lucky today and met the manager in charge of purchasing in the hotel.
"Are we busy enough to come over tomorrow with these 100 mops?"
Compared to Qian Meifeng's happiness, Zhao Jingmei was a little worried.
"Why are you so busy? We did more than forty stabs in just a short time today!"
Qian Meifeng said confidently.
"But, Ye Zi and I have to go to work tomorrow... we will only be free after get off work..."
Although Zhao Jingmei has made up her mind to resign from the No. 3 Textile Factory, this cannot be done in a day or two.
It will take at least a week.
Liu Ye also has to take care of Miss Tang's shop. She leaves early and comes home late every day, so she has no free time.
Then Qian Meifeng is the only one left. I wonder if she can do a good job?
"Don't worry, leave it to me! Early tomorrow morning, I will go to the lumber factory to pull the sticks back, and then go to the warehouse to get the rags. Can you still not believe the speed of my work? One hundred mops
, promise to tie it up before four o'clock in the afternoon, and we will not delay sending it there."
Qian Meifeng patted her chest and said confidently.
"only……"
Suddenly, Qian Meifeng seemed to have thought of something, and her tone immediately weakened.
"What's wrong? Aunt Qian?"
Liu Ye hurriedly asked.
"It's just... at least one of you must accompany me to the Yuke Hotel. I... don't dare to go alone..."
Qian Meifeng's voice became softer and softer as she spoke, completely losing her previous momentum.
She is good at work, but she is a little afraid of dealing with people.
It's still such a big hotel, it would be embarrassing if we make a fool of ourselves.
Thinking of this, Qian Meifeng couldn't help but lower her head.
She came from the countryside, and when she saw the brightly dressed men and women in Shencheng, she always felt inferior to them.
She doesn't dare to talk to others when she goes out, for fear that others will laugh at her.
Therefore, the scope of her daily activities is very limited, usually drawing a circle with the Fifth Textile Factory as the center and a radius of two kilometers around it.
If it's far away, she always feels uncomfortable.
If she met someone who talked to her on the road, she would be embarrassed to answer.
The inferiority complex of being a rural person was deeply buried in her heart.
Hearing this, Zhao Jingmei and Liu Ye looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
Aunt Qian looks very outgoing and lively in Tongzilou, but for some reason she becomes so shy when she goes out to do business.
"Aunt Qian, I have something to do tomorrow afternoon and I don't have time to go with you!"
Liu Ye had already made an appointment with Secretary He to visit his sister's clothing factory tomorrow afternoon.
"Aunt Qian, I have to go to work tomorrow...I can't come back so early..."
Zhao Jingmei said in a very embarrassed tone.
"Ah? What should I do?"
Qian Meifeng was a little panicked.
Thinking of going alone tomorrow, her heartbeat started to beat faster.
"It doesn't matter if you go alone. It's not that far away along Yanjiang Road. You can get there in half an hour at most."
Liu Ye patted Qian Meifeng's shoulder and whispered.
"But...I'm alone...What if I fail?"
Are you going to discuss business with a hotel manager?
"Don't worry, it can't be smashed. Our mops are of such good quality that he won't have any objections. All you have to do is send them over. Think about it, that's a hundred mops? Don't you want to earn these fifty yuan?"
?"
As soon as fifty yuan was mentioned, Qian Meifeng, who had lowered her head, immediately raised her head energetically, with an astonishing brilliance in her eyes.
Fifty yuan and five brand new cards kept spinning in Qian Meifeng's mind.
This is almost as much as her husband Xu’s monthly salary.
"Okay! I'll go alone tomorrow and make sure to complete the task!"
Qian Meifeng gritted her teeth and returned firmly.
The charm of banknotes is great!
This gave Qian Meifeng, who was timid, strong courage.
After a while, many people came out of the park one after another, and the remaining three mops were also sold.
The three of them rode the empty tricycle back to the Fifth Textile Factory.
As soon as they returned to Tongzilou, the three of them gathered at Qian Meifeng's home.
Qian Meifeng's husband, Lao Xu, was enjoying the cool air outside, and his son, Xu Qiang, had gone to play somewhere.
It was just convenient for the three of them to count money in the room.
Qian Meifeng secretly locked the door and carefully closed her curtains.
Then he took out the banknotes from his pants pocket and put them all on the small wooden table.
Zhao Jingmei and Liu Ye also quickly took out the money they received.
Under the dim incandescent light, the three people quickly counted the money.
"The total is twenty-one and fifty cents."
Liu Ye gathered the banknotes into a pile and whispered.
"This...just earned more than twenty yuan?"
Qian Meifeng looked at the banknotes in disbelief, as if she was dreaming.
It’s so profitable to do business!
She took over the job of pasting matchboxes. After a day of work, she was so tired that she couldn't straighten her back, and she could only earn one yuan at most.
It's incredible that you can earn more than 20 yuan by selling mops in one night.
"The money is all in front of you! Why don't you count it again."
Liu Ye nodded at a stack of banknotes.
Upon hearing this, Qian Meifeng immediately grabbed the banknotes and counted them again seriously.
Zhao Jingmei and Liu Ye waited patiently for Qian Meifeng to finish counting, with faint smiles on their faces.
A few days ago, the two of them were selling hairpins and hair ties on Huating Road. When they got home every night, they counted their money with such enthusiasm.
This wonderful taste can only be understood by those who have truly experienced it.
"We really made more than 20 yuan!"
Qian Meifeng didn't really believe it until she finished counting.
"I will definitely get up early tomorrow and go to the lumber factory to pull sticks."
Qian Meifeng can't wait to make another round of money.