Because something was on his mind, Shen Lin came to his shop early the next morning.
There were not too many people in Paris Street at this time, but there were also some elderly people walking in twos and threes.
"This Arc de Triomphe is quite decent. I remember from the introduction I read that it seemed that the Arc de Triomphe was more than 40 meters wide..." An old man wearing glasses stood in front of Shen Lin's shop. , said with emotion.
His companion was a tall old man with white hair and a cattail leaf fan in his hand. The old man said with a smile: "Old Hu, you are really ready to let others build the Arc de Triomphe according to real proportions!"
"I'm telling you, you are thinking too much."
"It's more than forty meters wide. Do you think the warehouse door of the Second Match Factory is that big?"
The tall old man said with a smile: "I think it's enough to see the shape and broaden everyone's horizons. If you really want to be more serious, why not go to Paris to see it?"
The old man wearing glasses was told something, and he suddenly became excited: "Old Lu, what you said, why do you think it's not your style?"
"Didn't you say that you have to do everything seriously and do it well? Why are you so confused now?"
The tall old man snorted and said: "I am not here to quarrel with you, and you don't want to argue with me here."
Having said this, he pointed towards the opposite side and said, "What the hell is that opposite? A good street has been ruined by them."
The old man wearing glasses was facing the Cultural Relics Department Store.
He looked at the shabby sign of the cultural relics department store and the various sheds erected one after another, and frowned.
"The taste of this street has suddenly dropped by half. We must talk about this matter later."
"No, I don't want such a good commercial street to be ruined."
As the two people talked, they shook their heads and left. Their expressions were full of emotion.
Shen Lin didn't hear much about the conversation between the two old men. He just treated it as two ordinary old men chatting while walking.
After simply tidying up his shop and arranging some things for Qiangzi, who came to work at seven o'clock, Shen Lin and Sister Tong came to Sister Tong's shop.
"Boss Shen, I thought about it last night and felt that just saying it myself was not enough, so I found some merchants with whom I had good relationships, and they were also very angry about it."
As Sister Tong spoke, she pointed to the cultural relics department store opposite and said, "Especially this store, everyone has great opinions."
"Yesterday, Lao Meng, who was selling department stores here, was approached by a female worker from a textile factory and accused of cheating her children."
"Lao Meng was a little confused at the time. When he finally figured it out, he found out that the child of a female worker bought an enamel basin at the cultural relics department store, but before taking it home, a large piece of paint fell off."
"When a mother hears about this kind of thing, she will naturally not give up. The child said that she bought it in our Paris Street, so she found Lao Meng."
"At that time, Lao Meng was very angry."
Shen Lin looked at the signboard of the Cultural Relics Department Store and thought to himself that Lu Xiaorong, his cousin, was really deceptive, but fortunately he had nothing to do with him.
"How was it resolved in the end?" Shen Lin thought of the virtues of Wang Bin and his wife, and immediately became interested in the outcome of the matter.
"How can we solve it? They don't admit that there is a problem with the basin at all. They say that the child accidentally broke it when he went out."
Sister Luo said angrily: "Even ordinary people can tell whether the enamel basin is broken or not. These two people are just telling lies with their eyes open."
"In the end, Lao Meng couldn't stand it anymore, so he finally sold a new enamel plate at half price. This was the solution."
Speaking of this, Sister Luo said angrily: "If you don't take care of me, Boss Shen, I'm afraid that the reputation of our street will be ruined in the future."
The more you do business, the more you know the importance of reputation. Many times, a good reputation is more important than anything else.
Shen Lin looked at Sister Luo, waved his hand gently and said, "Sister, it's not that you don't know, I can't control that."
"This matter is not just my own business, but also everyone's business. Only by working together can we realize our wishes."
Sister Luo nodded and said: "Boss Shen, don't worry, we will definitely report this matter. After all, it is related to our business."
After confirming the list of merchants reporting problems from Sister Luo, Shen Lin became more confident about this matter.
Time passed slowly as Shen Lin waited. At ten o'clock in the morning, just when people on Paris Street began to get a little crowded, the person Shen Lin was waiting for finally arrived.
But at this time, Shen Lin did not show up. He stood on the street and pretended to be an ordinary passerby. Qiangzi was taking care of him in the store.
But when Shen Lin saw the middle-aged man surrounded by people, he felt that this man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
Everyone commented on the scenery of Paris Street. The middle-aged man frowned when he saw the signature black shed of the cultural relics department store opposite.
These black sheds are actually found in many shops outside, but they are in the same environment and are not too conspicuous.
But putting it next to Shen Lin's streets, which are clean, have bright windows, and have a more Western European style, gives people a deep sense of incongruity.
Soon, these people arrived in front of Sister Luo's store, and Sister Luo walked out of the store, preparing to introduce the situation in her store.
Everything was normal, and everything was within Shen Lin's expectations.
Based on the situation outside and Sister Luo's words, Shen Lin believed that this city leader would definitely give instructions.
Just when Shen Lin was expecting his plan to succeed, the middle-aged man suddenly said to an old man who was looking at items outside Linrong Electronics: "Mr. Hu, why are you here?"
The old man known as Mr. Hu glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "It's you, Xiao Feng. Now that I'm back, I can't sit still, so I just run around."
The old man held his eyes and said with a hint of solemnity: "Xiao Feng, look here and then at the other side. Do you have any ideas?"
"Mr. Hu is right, I can say that I have a lot of ideas about these two now." The middle-aged man said solemnly.
Mr. Hu said: "Xiao Feng, our Dongzhou City is already poor. Compared with the surrounding brother cities, it is not very competitive."
"It's now easy to find an attractive place, but we can't let such a good place be ruined just because of some people's chaos."
"You guys must make this a good place really good."
Listening to Mr. Hu's words, Shen Lin couldn't help but patted his head. If I had known that someone would take revenge at this time, why would I have arranged it?
