Chapter 230: Do More, Talk Less, Ask Less

The midday sun scorched the earth like a fireball, and the rising heat turned the area where the sunlight reached into a big oven.

Jian Qingyi left the machinery factory's staff quarters and headed straight for the bus stop.

The short journey made her sweat profusely.

Maybe because of the hot weather, there were not many people on the bus.

Jian Qingyi randomly found a seat by the window and sat down.

The bus swayed through the streets, stopping and starting along the way.

Jian Qingyi turned her head to face the window, but her eyes were blank.

"Jian Qingyi..." Zheng Lang, who was carrying a lot of bags in his hands, saw Jian Qingyi sitting by the window in the front row at a glance.

The reason is simple: Jian Qingyi is too white.

It's hard not to be noticed by her dazzlingly white skin.

When Jian Qingyi turned her head, she met Zheng Lang's eyes filled with surprise.

"Zheng Lang, when did you arrive?" Jian Qingyi stood up and wanted to go forward to help him share some of the burden.

"No, no, I can carry it." Zheng Lang smiled at her and waved his hand.

As he spoke, he had already sat in the seat in front of Jian Qingyi.

After putting his things away, he turned around and pointed at the middle-aged man sitting next to him and introduced him, "This is my dad, Dad, she is our top scorer in the college entrance examination this year... Jian Qingyi, Boss Jian."

"Hello, Uncle Zheng!" Jian Qingyi greeted politely.

"Hello! Hello! It's true that heroes emerge from young people!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh.

I often hear girls praising the students in her class for their abilities, saying that they can not only open a clothing store but also become the top scorer in the college entrance examination.

Because his sister raised such a top scorer in the college entrance examination, her bonus increased several times.

His brother-in-law even removed the word "acting" from the title of acting principal.

Unexpectedly...

She is such a beautiful little girl.

"Jian Qingyi, did Zhang Xiaomei tell you that I'm going to work here during the summer vacation?" Zheng Lang asked.

"As I said, you're welcome anytime." Jian Qingyi nodded with a smile.

People with ability are always popular wherever they go.

"I don't have a place to live yet." Zheng Lang scratched his head embarrassedly.

"There are empty dormitories downstairs on the first floor. You can move in anytime. However, since the people coming and going are all girls, you have to be careful on weekdays and don't run around in a vest and shorts," Jian Qingyi reminded.

She doesn't want to cause any romantic scandal.

"I'll pay attention." Zheng Lang nodded with a smile.

Then he asked, "Jian Qingyi, is business better here or in South City?"

"You'll know if you go and take a look." Jian Qingyi chuckled.

When standing at the door of Yisheng in Jingshi, Zheng Lang almost dropped his jaw in shock.

Even Zheng Lang's father, Zheng Gang, had a look of shock in his eyes.

He had always thought that Jian Qingyi's clothing store was just a small stall, and never imagined it would be such a large store with an area of ​​two or three hundred square meters.

"Uncle Zheng, Zheng Lang..." Zhang Xiaomei was the first to run out.

"Xiaomei, take Uncle Zheng and Zheng Lang to the dormitory on the first floor to rest first. I'll go upstairs to take a shower first. It's too hot." Jian Qingyi said hurriedly.

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaomei agreed with a smile.

Jian Qingyi took a few steps before turning to Ren Lingling next to her and asking, "Who's cooking today?"

Because there was no dedicated cook, several female salespeople took turns cooking.

Fortunately, the girls are all good at cooking.

"Little grass." Ren Lingling said.

"Let her cook a few more dishes, and you go buy some cooked food." When it comes to food, Jian Qingyi really never treats them badly.

But in just ten days, everyone gained weight.

Even his complexion has improved a lot.

"Okay!" Ren Lingling agreed immediately.

In the dormitory on the first floor

Zheng Gang gently stroked the brand new solid wooden bed, wardrobe, and desk, his eyes full of shock.

"Xiaomei, is your house like this too?" Zheng Gang asked.

"Yeah!" Although Zhang Xiaomei didn't know why he asked this, she nodded honestly.

"These pieces of furniture were ordered by Jian Qingyi from a furniture factory, and they were also delivered together."

"Is your clothing store very profitable?" Zheng Gang asked again.

"Dad..." Zheng Lang called out in a deep voice.

He obviously didn't like his father's questioning.

Whether someone earns more or less depends on their ability.

"I'm just asking casually. Can I open a clothing store and steal her business?" Zheng Gang smiled.

He's just curious.

There is no other meaning.

"Do you know what Jian Qingyi said to us the first day Zhang Xiaomei and I went to her store?" Zheng Lang looked at his father with a serious expression.

"What?" Zheng Gang asked.

"You tell my dad." Zheng Lang glanced at Zhang Xiaomei.

"Do more, talk less, and inquire less." Zhang Xiaomei spoke each word clearly and rhythmically.

Zheng Gang was stunned.

I didn’t expect a clothing store to have so many rules.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask about it anymore." Zheng Gang compromised.

"Uncle Zheng, Zheng Lang, you guys take a rest first, I'm going out." Zhang Xiaomei smiled and turned around to go out to help.

Zheng Lang made the bed for his father and went out to familiarize himself with the situation.

The first step to becoming a salesperson is to be familiar with the products he is going to sell.

Zheng Lang silently memorized the fabrics, ingredients and prices of various clothes.

When Zheng Gang went out, he saw his son looking through the fabrics and linings of the clothes one by one. He did not disturb him and quietly stood in a corner where he would not be in the way.

Because everyone was busy greeting guests, no one noticed him.

It was not until Jian Qingyi finished taking a shower that she invited him to the rest area.

"Uncle Zheng, the meal will probably have to wait a while. You should eat some cakes first." Jian Qingyi made tea for him and opened a box of cakes from the cupboard.

"Boss Jian, I'm busy!" A middle-aged man walked up with a smile.

The middle-aged man was still covered in dust, probably because he had just returned from the construction site.

"Don't be busy, Brother Gou, just sit down and rest for a while." Jian Qingyi said with a smile.

As he said this, he went to make tea.

"Boss Jian, stop working. Look at me. I'm so dirty that I can't even bear to look at myself." The middle-aged man sighed and laughed.

"Oh! By the way, Boss Jian, you called me this morning to talk about renovating the tea shop. Where do you plan to put it?"

"It's the two shops next door, but the lease won't expire for two days. Please wait for me..." Jian Qingyi turned around and went upstairs.

Next, she had a few more decoration drawings in her hands.

"Just install it like this." Jian Qingyi handed over the blueprint.

The middle-aged man took the drawing and looked at it carefully.

"Is this where the refrigerator is placed?" the middle-aged man pointed somewhere.

"Yes, at least five refrigerators should be placed in that position. You have to reserve space for heat dissipation and power strips, and the wires should be safer. Money is not a problem." Jian Qingyi stated first.

"Don't worry, Boss Jian! I will definitely decorate it beautifully for you." The middle-aged man put away the drawings.

"When you decorate, remember to make a few partitions, preferably higher ones, to separate the shops on both sides..." Jian Qingyi reminded.

"Okay, I'll remember that."