As Su Qingzhi approached the alley entrance, she saw Xie Rui pacing back and forth in place.

"Young comrade, are you waiting for me?"

Su Qingzhi lowered her voice.

Upon hearing the voice, Xie Rui turned his head sharply.

"Uncle, you've finally arrived!"

Su Qingzhi rolled her eyes inwardly: Who would want to be an old man? It's all for the sake of convenience.

She coughed lightly twice.

"Yes, something came up at home a few days ago, which delayed me for a few days, so I'm a little late."

Xie Rui nodded.

"Someone like you must have a lot on your plate, so it's normal for you to be busy."

Su Qingzhi slightly raised her eyes and glanced at him.

Xie Rui looked much more relaxed this time.

Clearly, the item I gave him last time has been successfully sold, and with good results.

A slight smile played on her lips.

"Have all those goods from last time been sold out?"

Xie Rui nodded vigorously.

"Yes, they're all sold. A total of 583 yuan were made."

After saying that, he carefully took out a neat stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed them over with both hands.

Su Qingzhi didn't take it or count it; she simply took out eighty-eight yuan from the bills and handed it back to him.

Xie Rui quickly took the money, counted it, and then swiftly pulled out one yuan, reaching out his hand to return it.

"Uncle, I've already calculated it."

"You should give me 87.45 yuan. If we round it up, 87 yuan is enough. You can take the extra yuan back."

Su Qingzhi was touched by his serious expression.

This kid is quite honest; he doesn't want to take a single penny more than necessary.

She didn't reach out to take the banknote; she simply shook her head slightly.

"Well done, this is a bonus for you, take it."

This time, Xie Rui did not refuse.

This trust is more important than money.