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4 The morning market in Huaishui City has always been lively, and the stalls on both sides of the aisle are a must in Huaishui City, and the hottest stall at this stage is Jian Shi'an's fried skewer stall.
It's probably a good day.
When Jian Shi'an was about to close the stall, he noticed that one or two familiar faces approached. It's still an "old acquaintance" who just met two days ago.
"Boss Jane, it turns out that you have made a fortune here. The first to speak was the sesame oil boss with a mustache, he seemed to have been observing the fried skewer stall for a long time, and in Jian Shi'an's impression, the other party should have come to buy fried skewers just now.
Adhering to the principle of saying less and seeing more, Jian Shi'an just smiled slightly to show his sincerity.
"Jian Shi'an"'s debts have been paid off on the day he got the pawn money, and it stands to reason that these "creditors" should avoid themselves like snakes and scorpions, for fear that they will go to get the goods on credit again, but now they are coming up again...
Jian Shi'an, who has been in the stall business for ten years, knows that there are no eternal enemies or eternal friends in this world, only eternal interests.
I'm afraid this Boss Liu also knows this, so he came over.
After figuring this out, Jian Shi'an naturally wouldn't give people a cold face, on the contrary, he had to make a scene.
"Boss Liu, you also know that business has not been doing well recently, no, I have made a coincidence to bring some new things to the customers who go from south to north.
"That's that, that's that. The sesame oil boss, that is, Liu Rende, answered with a smile. He looked Jian Shi'an up and down, and said in his heart that the other party seemed to have really changed, and the scenes were one after another.
But it's okay to do this, it's easier for him to realize his idea.
"Boss Jane, that's right. I see that your fried skewer stall consumes a lot of fuel every day, I wonder if you have contacted the sesame oil merchant?
Jian Shi'an instantly understood the meaning of the other party's words, he frowned slightly, and pretended to be puzzled:
"Boss Liu, you are... Don't want to continue working with Jane? "
Where, where," Boss Liu is also a smart person, so he naturally understands everything, and the smile on his face is brighter and brighter because of Jian Shi'an's words.
"Didn't I see your business getting bigger and bigger, so I came to congratulate you. The price is still the same as before, but can we discuss it, and the money and goods will be paid?
Liu Rende smiled, he was really scared by Jian Shi'an, he knew that the other party would not agree to this condition as soon as it came out. After all, the traders in Huaishui City all know that doing sesame oil business is on credit, so how can there be any reason to ask buyers to pay both money and goods?
Liu Rende knew that Jian Shi'an had changed now, and this change could be guessed from his dress and demeanor.
He really didn't want to gamble anymore, he didn't want to use his monetary profits to gamble on Jian Shi'an's conscience.
But this business still needs to be done. He could see that Jian Shi'an's oil consumption in the future would not be lower than the oil consumption when he opened the restaurant.
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