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Chapter 329: One Plan Sets the Dust

Upon hearing this, the Municipal Public Security Bureau said: "Ah, Comrade Li Wenjun, I understand. We will send someone right away."

Li Wenjun hung up the phone and called the Municipal People's Hospital: "Director Cao, this is Li Wenjun. Many people in the city department store have suffered from heat stroke. Send an ambulance and several emergency doctors quickly."

When Dean Cao heard this, he immediately said: "Okay, right away."

Li Wenjun called the manager again: "Send one hundred packs of toilet paper to the door for distribution. Send someone down to maintain order."

After all, the manager had seen the world and hurriedly replied: "Okay, thank you for helping us. I will ask someone to send toilet paper down right away."

The salesperson became more and more surprised. Although he didn't quite understand why Li Wenjun called the Public Security Bureau and the ambulance at this time, and he didn't understand the purpose of handing out free toilet paper, just because Li Wenjun could summon the Director of the Public Security Bureau and the Municipal Hospital with just one phone call, it was enough.

It was enough to surprise her.

Doesn’t it mean that Li Wenjun is a small model and designer?

Why so much energy?

Then a sweet female voice sounded from the radio above: "Dear customers, please pay attention. Dear customers, please pay attention. The model display event originally scheduled to be held today has been temporarily canceled. Our store would like to thank the customers who came to watch the event today for their support.

In support of the store, a notice will be posted at the door in ten minutes to distribute free toilet paper. Each comrade can only receive one pack, first come, first served, and the quantity is limited. Customers in need are asked to queue up first. Please maintain order and avoid crowding.

Those who push will be disqualified from receiving the money and be blacklisted.”

When the people at the door heard this, they immediately ran out. People outside stopped coming in and queued up.

Although the people inside were anxious to queue up, they didn't dare to crowd after hearing what was said on the radio. They could only follow the flow of people and slowly go out and then queue up.

There were a lot less people in an instant.

The salesperson's face at the non-staple food counter returned to normal, and she kept saying to Li Wenjun: "Comrade Li Wenjun is really amazing. With just a few words, he made people go out. It's all thanks to you."

The most important thing is that although everyone rushed out again this time, there was no crowding or stampede.

The person who was squeezed into the counter at the very end was finally able to move.

"Oh, it's so crowded. I just thought I would have to deal with my one hundred and dozens of kilograms here today."

"I will never come to watch the fun again. It's really scary. My chest hurts from being squeezed."

"I feel very uncomfortable too."

As they talked, they hurried out and left.

Many people fainted or vomited as soon as they walked outside. Fortunately, the ambulance had already arrived, and these people were immediately carried to the shade of the trees for rescue.

After a while, it was crowded and noisy outside again, but people from the Public Security Bureau had already arrived to maintain order, so it was much better than the noisy and shoving just now.

The hall finally returned to normal.

Li Wenjun took a deep breath. Not to mention those old, weak, women and children, even a strong person like him felt tight in the chest.

Someone came over and asked: "Is this Comrade Li Wenjun? The manager asked me to take you to his office. He went to the door to distribute toilet paper."

Li Wenjun opened the small door of the counter, took the dian, and said to Gu Zhanyan: "Come on, let's go upstairs for shelter first."

Gu Zhanyan's face turned pale and his hands and feet were cold. It took him a long time to say, "Okay."

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In the manager's office upstairs, Diandian was eating sweets with a calm face, as if he was unaware of the commotion just now.

On the other hand, Gu Zhanyan and Li Wenjun were a little shocked.

Those people just now were so crazy, they were like a group of wild beasts coming to eat them.

Even sitting here, you can still hear the loud noise outside.

Gu Zhanyan was obviously a little angry, and kept his lips pursed without making a sound.

Li Wenjun is also a victim and hasn't figured out the situation yet, so he doesn't know how to comfort her.

After a while, it seemed a little quiet down there, then the door was pushed open and the manager walked in.

The manager was a middle-aged man wearing glasses. While wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, he said: "I'm sorry, Comrade Li Wenjun, I've frightened you. Fortunately, Comrade Li Wenjun was smart and came up with such a good idea, otherwise I wouldn't have known what was going to happen."

What a mess."

Li Wenjun asked calmly: "Is anyone injured?"

The manager said: "No, only a dozen customers suffered from heat stroke symptoms to varying degrees. But they were all rescued. Fortunately, Comrade Li Wenjun called the Public Security Bureau and the hospital in advance."

"It's good that no one was injured. But the matter between us is not over yet." Li Wenjun's face darkened, "Why would your store post a notice about the appearance of a model without our consent?"

The manager was so frightened by his cold gaze that his heart trembled, and he muttered secretly: This young man looks so young and handsome, why is it so scary to have such a stern face?

He explained: "Yesterday, when Factory Director Mo came to deliver the improved hat, he asked me to help him purchase an imported home sweater knitting machine. I said this was more difficult. Then Director Mo showed me the manuscript of this sweater.

, this is a habit between the two of us. Before he comes out with new clothes, he will give me a look first and then make some comments. I think the clothes designed by Comrade Li Wenjun before are very good, but this hat is really good.

I can’t say enough about how much I admire it... Of course it will sell well after improvements.”

Li Wenjun frowned slightly: "Let's get to the point."

While observing Li Wenjun's face, the manager continued intermittently: "I think this dress may not be sold like that straw hat. But Director Mo assured me that he believed in Comrade Li Wenjun's design ability, there would be no problem, and he also planned to

Try making short-sleeved shirts first. I’m not worried, so the best way is to let you put them on for a walk and then you’ll know whether they’re good or not. Anyway, Comrade Li Wenjun has always been the brand and model of the clothing factory.”

Li Wenjun lowered his eyes and listened without making a sound.

The manager added: "Director Mo refused at first, but I forced him to make a bet with me. I said that if more than twenty customers asked about this dress from the counter or Comrade Li Wenjun, I would definitely help Director Mo knit household sweaters."

I bought the machine. If he loses, he will sell this season’s clothes to us at a purchase price that is 10% cheaper than others. Judging from today’s situation, I lost. Comrade Li Wenjun’s design is really good no matter what.

popular."

This is really a serious illness with strong medicine, and it can be cured in one try.

Li Wenjun sighed secretly.

The conditions offered by the manager were so tempting that Director Mo wanted to get a sweater knitting machine as soon as possible so he agreed.

But this method is also a bit disrespectful to them...

Li Wenjun sat quietly for a moment, tapping the table with his fingers as if thinking about what to do.

The voice was very soft, but the manager's heart beat heavily along with it involuntarily, and he became more and more nervous, until finally cold sweat broke out on his head.

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