Before leaving, Granny Chen didn't forget to tell Zhao Di, "You need to be quick-witted. You must find a way to get the better deal. Remember to bring home a few more clothes if you have the chance!"

Chen Zhaodi nodded. A few pieces of clothing were easy to handle; she could just buy them back at cost price, as long as her family didn't bother her business anymore!

Watching Granny Chen leave satisfied, Chen Zhaodi sighed.

She was corrupted by Zhou Hongyu.

She never used to spout so much nonsense.

When Zhou Hongyu arrived after work, most of the clothes had already been sold, and Chen Zhaodi was busy attending to a few customers.

Zhou Hongyu immediately went over to help, and soon all the clothes for the day were sold out.

Chen Zhaodi had a lot to say to Zhou Hongyu.

Zhou Hongyu took out a small box of sponge cakes and handed it to her, praising her with a smile, "You did a really good job today. Here, I bought these on my way here!"

After saying that, Zhou Hongyu picked up the remaining chicken cakes and walked towards the shop behind her.

Chen Zhaodi held the sponge cake with mixed feelings. Without saying anything, she praised me.

How can she be so good!

I don't care, I'm just happy when people praise me!

By the end of the fifth day, very little of the goods that had been brought in was left.

Chen Zhaodi became more talkative: "There are still twenty high-end styles in the backyard. If we leave them unsold, there's no need to come tomorrow. Our styles are novel and our materials are solid. We can't find any competitors on this street. They're either too expensive or of inferior quality. If you don't like something, you'll still buy it after browsing around!"

Zhou Hongyu chuckled: "You've been selling clothes here for five days, and you've improved quite a bit!"

Chen Zhaodi was completely confused. Would getting more money mean she would be promoted?

Chen Zhaodi asked about tomorrow's plans again. She figured she didn't need to come tomorrow, after all…

Zhou Hongyu replied, "Come on, why wouldn't I come? Those twenty pieces are money too. I can't wear them all, and I don't have that many people worth giving them to. I'll come again tomorrow!"

Chen Zhaodi: Are you coming again tomorrow? But tomorrow is your son's birthday!