Lin Jiuniang's words and expression made Qian Pengfei's heart skip a beat. Are these people really coming for Lin Jiuniang's cotton clothes?
But after he saw clearly who were rushing towards this direction, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his lips:
"Ms. Lin, being passionate is a disease. You should see a doctor.
Do you know who they are?"
The sarcasm at the corner of Qian Pengfei's mouth deepened, "These people are all the stewards of various governments.
When other people pass by here, just think that they are coming to buy cotton-padded clothes from you. Haha, this is the funniest joke I have heard this year.
Lin Jiuniang, you take yourself too seriously, be careful of being slapped in the face soon."
Qian Pengfei was proud that this was the only way to go to the palace.
The chief stewards of each government should be heading towards the palace.
"Slap in the face?"
Lin Jiuniang smiled, her eyes narrowed, "Boss Qian, I usually slap others in the face.
If you want to slap me in the face, it's a little early."
Qian Pengfei sneered, it was not certain who would slap whom in the face.
Besides, even if these people are here to buy cotton-padded clothes, so what?
Can this person eat so many cotton-padded clothes?
But when he saw all these people pouring into Lin Jiuniang's shop, Qian Pengfei's face suddenly sank.
Lin Jiuniang smiled.
He looked at Qian Pengfei with a joking look on his face, "Boss Qian, tell me now, who is going to slap whom in the face?"
Qian Pengfei's face turned red and he gritted his teeth, "Even if they all come in to buy your cotton-padded clothes, so what?
It’s just these people, and they can’t possibly buy up all your inventory.”
So, what's the use?
He remembered that Lin Jiuniang had thousands of cotton-padded clothes.
The next second...
"Shopkeeper, men's and women's cotton-padded clothes, blue and pink, in different sizes, give me ten pieces."
"I also want fifteen pieces."
“I have eight items of various sizes at my house!”
…
Lin Ji's clothing store suddenly became lively, and everyone shouted to the shopkeeper how much they wanted.
The business in the store suddenly became busy.
Seeing this scene, Qian Pengfei's expression could no longer be tense.
He just made a rough calculation, these people asked for dozens or hundreds of items, so wouldn't they be sold out soon?
Thinking of this, Qian Pengfei's body staggered. If he hadn't stood up in time, he might have fallen directly to the ground.
"Hold on, Boss Qian, you must hold on tight and don't fall." The teasing expression on Lin Jiuniang's face deepened, "If you can't bear this little blow.
Then if you see this group of people behind you, wouldn't you be vomiting blood and fainting?"
"I can't," Qian Pengfei gritted his teeth, but his expression was extremely ugly.
Seeing more and more people rushing this way, my head was buzzing and I suddenly lost my thinking.
He lost, he lost completely.
But he was unwilling to do so.
Gritting his teeth, "How did you do it?"
He had obviously been sitting here all day and there was no one around. Why did so many people come when it was getting dark and it was about to close the door?
And they just came in in droves.
"Trade secrets," Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows, "So, it's impossible to tell you.
Boss Qian, look at it now, I don’t seem to have enough cotton-padded clothes to buy. After all, one person needs dozens or hundreds of pieces...
Tsk tsk, thousands of pieces are not enough!”
Seeing Lin Jiuniang's arrogance, Qian Pengfei was so angry that his chest hurt and he gasped for air.
After his emotions calmed down, he turned around and walked outside without saying a word.
"Boss Qian, aren't you watching? If you don't watch until the end, how will you know whether you win or lose? Or are you giving up?" Lin Jiuniang shouted at his back.
"If you admit defeat, then I will ask someone to collect the money with you.
Boss Qian, you should just say something."
Seeing how embarrassed he stumbled and almost fell, Lin Jiuniang was happy, "Young man, let you fight with me."
Take advantage of victory!
necessary.
Seeing him walking away, without saying a word, he took out the contract and handed it to Lin Li, asking her to go to Qian Pengfei and ask for the money.
Lin Li frowned, her being a bodyguard didn't count, but she still had to pay for it?
But he still accepted the contract, "What if he doesn't pay?"
"No?" Lin Jiuniang smiled, "Lin Li, I believe you have a way to get the money."
Lin Li glanced at her, turned and left.
Lin Jiuniang smiled evilly and touched her chin. If Qian Pengfei didn't give him the money, she didn't know what Lin Li would do.
I was looking forward to it a little bit, but unfortunately I couldn’t go see it in person.
Shaking his head, he turned to look at the crowd behind him, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Xu Yu, this bitch is probably going to be angry to death now.
Not bad, the effect is very good.
Qian Pengfei, on the other hand, walked towards his store in despair.
He couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried, what tricks did that woman Lin Jiuniang use?
Even though he had been watching her all day and she had done nothing but eat and drink, why could so many people come to buy her cotton clothes?
Moreover, these people come to buy in bulk, not one by one at all.
How did she do it?
Full of confusion, Qian Pengfei walked into his store.
As for the commotion in the store, he turned a blind eye and walked aside with a frown on his face to sit and think.
At this time, why not come over leisurely:
"Boss, there are more than a dozen customers who came to return winter clothes today..."
"Don't bother me. If you want to return it, just return it to them," Qian Pengfei waved his hand impatiently and asked He Buxian to leave. Aren't there just a dozen or so people who want to return their winter clothes? Just return it.
Why not be stunned for a moment, then shake his head, "Boss, you said you would give back one and compensate two, this money..."
"If we withdraw, aren't there just a dozen of us? How much money can we have?" Qian Pengfei raised his voice impatiently.
This is not a big deal, so why do you have to ask yourself about everything?
He didn't say anything anymore and turned around to arrange the return.
Qian Pengfei sat silently and thought, but there was nothing he could do.
He breathed a long sigh of relief. Now, he will wait for the person who asked for information to come back to find out what happened.
This time, he had to convince Lin Jiuniang.
I'm afraid that if I took the initiative to make a bet with her, it would be all planned by her.
Is this a perfect strategy?
At this moment, Lin Li walked in.
Without waiting for the shopkeeper to come forward to greet her, she walked straight to Qian Pengfei, took out the contract, and shook it in front of him:
"Collect the bill!"
Qian Pengfei raised his head, with a flash of displeasure in his eyes. He thought Lin Jiuniang was just joking, but he didn't expect that as soon as he left, she called someone to collect the money.
With a gloomy face, he said, "It's not yet Shen time, and it's not dark yet."
Lin Li glanced at the sky and walked outside.
Qian Pengfei shook his head.
He cheered up and walked towards the shopkeeper, asking him for today's account book to settle the accounts, hoping to divert his attention.
Looking at the number of sales today, I feel a little better.
It's okay, okay.
Including what was sold today, this batch of winter clothes has almost been purchased.
After doing the math, I still made a small profit.
Qian Pengfei took a deep breath and closed the ledger, but when he looked up and saw Lin Li again, his face immediately darkened.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
"It's getting dark," Lin Li took out the contract again, "I'm willing to admit defeat."
Qian Pengfei gritted his teeth, "How do I know if Lin Jiuniang has sold out all her cotton-padded clothes?"
Lin Li glanced at him and walked out.
When he came in again, there was a man with a bruised nose and swollen face in his hand.
And this person is a clerk in their store.
"Say," Lin Li let go of her hand.
The freed man touched the wound on his face in grievance, and looked at Qian Pengfei with fear in his eyes, "Boss, Lin Ji is selling it, and it's sold out."
This woman talks little and has a hard fist.
If she didn't listen to her, she would punch her and scare her to death.
Qian Pengfei's face darkened.
Idiot, who is he?
But Lin Li didn't care whether his face looked ugly or not, she stretched out her hand to him again, "Money."
Qian Pengfei's expression turned ugly and he still didn't pay.
Fifty thousand taels of silver!
If you give it, the account will be empty.
Not giving?
Lin Li walked directly towards the gate without saying a word, "Let's start!"