The showoff on this guy's face was so obvious that Jiang Zhihao ignored him completely and said, "No, I will buy whatever I need."
"Oh, you don't understand this. Many things abroad have to be bought locally. If you ask someone to buy them on my behalf, they are all fake, do you know? So you are young and you are fine. Tell me what you want.
, Brother will bring it back to you." Liao Jinglong said, patting his chest.
Jiang Zhihao was so entangled by him that he had no choice but to say: "Okay, you can bring me some Lora Piana scarves. Just pick any style. Let me know when you buy them and I will give you the money."
"Ah? What Luo, what that?" Liao Jinglong listened in confusion.
Lora Piana is known as the Rolls-Royce of cashmere. It is a very niche luxury brand. Just a scarf costs close to 20,000 yuan.
Liao Jinglong may not have even bought a scarf worth thousands of dollars, so how could he know about Lora Piana.
Jiang Zhihao went straight into the house without explaining to him.
Looking at the closed door, Liao Jinglong snorted and muttered: "Why are you pretending to be so awesome? A few words of foreign language are enough? A poor guy is still pretending, bah!"
After a few curses, Liao Jinglong walked away.
In the house, Jiang Zhihao was busy preparing today's fruit.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, he was finally ready and called a small truck to help transport the things to the pedestrian street.
The flow of people in the pedestrian street was higher today. As soon as the stalls were set up, customers came over. Before long, the entire stall was surrounded on three levels inside and three outside.
Many small vendors looked on with envy, and many smart people couldn't help but pick up their mobile phones and ask relatives and friends if they sold fruit.
At the same time, Zhong Jiawei heard Zhao Xin's complaints in the company.
"It's too irritating. I waited for him for so long and didn't come. He spent three days fishing and two days drying nets. What kind of business is this?" Zhao Xin said with an unhappy look.
She and Zhong Jiawei waited there until two o'clock and still didn't see the fruit being taken out of the stall, so they had to go back to work.
I went all the way to eat fruit on a hot day, but it was a waste of time, which was really unpleasant.
Zhong Jiawei could only comfort her and said: "Maybe the stall owner sets up the stall late. Next time we will go at night. The sun is so bright at noon, so it is normal not to go out to the stall."
"If you want to make money, you have to suffer. Even the sun can't stand it, so how can you make money!" Zhao Xin said.
Zhong Jiawei couldn't laugh or cry. Aren't you hiding in a milk tea shop and unwilling to go out because of the strong sun?
But she only thought about it in her heart and would not say it out loud. Moreover, she really wanted to see how good the fruit fishing business was. If it was easy to do, she might give it a try.
Speaking of fruit fishing, Zhong Jiawei couldn't help but think of Jiang Zhihao, and even more of the fruits at home.
The food is also made from fruits, how could someone come up with such a good idea? But Jiang Zhihao could only stupidly sell fruits without knowing any flexibility.
Zhong Jiawei sighed, if he was a person who knew how to adapt, how could he fail because of the setbacks after graduation.
In the evening, when it was time to get off work, Zhong Jiawei planned to go to the pedestrian street again with Zhao Xin, but the girl said she wanted to go to a movie with her boyfriend, so she ran away first.
There was no other way, so Zhong Jiawei had no choice but to go alone.
Anyway, I was on my way home, and I had time to cook for Lingling after reading it.
Speaking of which, Zhong Jiawei has not yet made a decision about the little girl's kindergarten.