The items in the jewelry store opened by Zhang Xingjun were quickly sold out, and the originally full shelves became empty.
The store is not big, there are not many items, and the prices are not expensive. Everyone can pick a few items and it will not take long.
"Boss, all our goods are sold out," the store manager said excitedly, looking at the empty shelves.
This group of fans were going crazy just now, fearing that the store would be sold out and they would not be able to buy anything.
Such an abnormal phenomenon surprised and delighted the store manager.
She came over promptly to report the situation to her boss, wanting to ask him if he wanted to continue purchasing goods.
According to her idea, it would be best to bring the goods into the store today and take advantage of the momentum to sell a batch.
But Zhang Xingjun's next words surprised her even more.
"Is there any more mung bean soup?"
The store manager opened his eyes wide. What, the boss doesn't care about the goods, but he is more concerned about whether there is any mung bean soup? What kind of approach is this?
"Well, there's still some mung bean soup left, not much more," the store manager replied.
"Then you ask the hotel to do more quickly. Do it now, quickly." Zhang Xingjun said.
"Ah?" The store manager still didn't react.
"Ah, what, go get in touch quickly." Zhang Xingjun said.
"Oh." The store manager then realized that she heard correctly and hurriedly ran to call. But then she remembered something again and asked, "Boss, how many barrels do you need?"
"Let them keep doing it and send it over when it's ready, until we don't need it anymore," Zhang Xingjun said.
"That's...okay."
Then I heard Zhang Xingjun say, "Let them chill it first. It's best to send some ice cubes. There is nothing for sale in the store anyway. You and the other girls are a little tired, and we'll wait for the mung bean soup later."
When you arrive, deliver it to the people waiting in line."
Zhang Xingjun's idea was very simple. Since everyone already knew that this store was related to his son, he should simply open up and get some mung bean soup to deliver to the people in line.
Not long after, the book lovers lining up outside were surprised to find that the staff brought not only water, but also cold and delicious mung bean soup.
Moreover, the mung bean soup is very sincere, has sufficient base, good taste, and is very refreshing.
The store clerks were overwhelmed, so Zhang Xingjun took the initiative to serve mung bean soup to those waiting in line.
Xu Yang, who was helping to maintain order, suddenly saw Zhang Xingjun, who was distributing mung bean soup to people, and his eyes froze.
He quickly ran over and asked with concern, "Old man, what are you doing?"
"Isn't this obvious?" Zhang Xingjun pointed to the vat in front of him, "Give them mung bean soup."
"I mean, how can you do this work yourself? Just let the staff do it. The weather is quite hot. If you get too hot, how can I explain it to the boss?" Xu Yang said.
Zhang Xingjun waved his hand and said, "I'm not that old. No matter how hot it is in April, how hot can it be? In comparison, those who came to attend the autograph session are even more miserable. There are several people in this row.
The team is working for hours, so I should serve them as well."
The book friends in front of me heard the conversation between Xu Yang and Zhang Xingjun and roughly guessed Zhang Xingjun's identity.
"Old man, thank you, we are not very tired," someone said.
Zhang Xingjun smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. You can drink as much as you can. The mung bean soup is enough. Don't be embarrassed. Thank you for your support to Zhang Zhong all the time. He depends on you for what he is today."
"Master, you are serious."
"Yes, we like Zhang Da, so we support him."
"Compared to our support for Zhang Da, Zhang Da gave us more things."
"You should go back quickly, otherwise we will feel guilty."
Hearing the fans' words, Zhang Xingjun was sincerely happy. He smiled and said, "I'll go back after dividing this bucket."
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Zhang Xingjun was also photographed dispensing mung bean soup by media reporters. There will probably be news similar to "Father and son come together, Zhang Zhong's father served mung bean soup to book friends at Zhang Zhong's book signing" soon.
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It was only when Zhang Zhong watched the news later that he learned that his father was also helping at the scene today.
He didn't ask what was going on because he could understand his father's thoughts.
His parents have always supported him silently. I still remember that when he first came back and published his first book "Jieyou Grocery Store", his father spent money to buy copies of "Jieyou Grocery Store" from a nearby bookstore in order to promote himself.
Bought them all back.
At one time, book lovers in the surrounding areas had no choice but to go elsewhere to buy books.
He put those books in his small shop and would sell them to an acquaintance he met.
After all these years, I still remember this incident very clearly.
In the photo on the news, my father was pushing an iron bucket filled with mung bean soup, smiling broadly.
It can be seen that when delivering the mung bean soup, my father was happy and proud from the bottom of his heart.
The one inside, the one you like, the one you have always supported is my son.
This may be a true portrayal of my father's heart at that time.
Zhang Zhong held on to today's book signing for a long time, and it didn't end until almost twelve o'clock.
From about eight o'clock in the morning to twelve o'clock in the evening, during the nearly sixteen hours in between, Zhang Zhong only took about an hour to rest and eat. The rest of the time was spent signing autographs for book friends.
When he came back, Xu Yuhan was still waiting for him.
Xu Yuhan did not go to the autograph session today because she is also very busy. Her Meng Mu Xiaozhu opened its fourth store in the north of the city. It just opened not long ago and she needs to be in charge of the work. She has been spending most of her time recently.
Over there.
She herself never complained about being tired, and Zhang Zhong never asked her not to work so hard.
As long as she is willing to do it, Zhang Zhong will not stop her.
It can be seen that Xu Yuhan loves her career very much. When the Kaicheng North branch was not opened a few days ago, she often talked about it with Zhang Zhong.
When she spoke, her eyes always lit up.
When Zhang Zhong arrived home, Xu Yuhan was leaning on the sofa and almost fell asleep, but she still insisted on not going to the room to sleep.
She was dazedly held in Zhang Zhong's arms before she realized what she was doing and said in an inaudible voice, "You're back."
"Well, don't wait for me next time, go to bed yourself first." Zhang Zhong said softly.
"Yeah." Xu Yuhan nodded softly in Zhang Zhong's arms.
"Every time you wait for me, I have to carry you back to the house. It's so tiring." Zhang Zhong laughed again.
Xu Yuhan closed her eyes and smiled, "If you don't want to hug me, just put me down."
Zhang Zhong didn't speak anymore, but hugged her tighter.