He Wenlin was thinking of giving Ge Yuliang two bottles of good wine and two packs of good cigarettes during the Spring Festival. She couldn't let him help her for nothing.

...

When He Wenlin arrived at the night market, it was already eight o'clock.

The night market was quite lively.

After a great deal of effort, He Wenlin finally saw Zhou Libo as she pushed her way through the crowded throng.

Zhou Libo's stall was surrounded by people; business was booming.

"Linlin."

When Zhou Libo's girlfriend, Chen Yan, saw He Wenlin, she immediately waved and called out to her.

He Wenlin walked over with a smile: "Brother Zhou, Sister Yanzi."

"Yanzi, take Linlin to see Yang Fen." There were too many people around, so Zhou Libo couldn't leave. He didn't even look up while speaking, focusing only on his work.

Chen Yan pulled He Wenlin along, saying, "Linlin, come with me, I'll take you there."

After squeezing through the crowd, I arrived at the stall that said "Fragrant Handbags".

There were quite a few people browsing the items at the stall, and the woman who looked like the owner seemed very busy.

"Sister Yang," Chen Yan called out, "this is my sister Linlin. She's interested in your stall."

Yang Fen sized up He Wenlin and then said, "I want to transfer this shop stall for 20,000 yuan."

While looking at the goods in the store, He Wenlin asked, "Twenty thousand yuan, including all the goods in the store, right?"

Just as Yang Fen was about to answer, a customer asked about the price.

Yang Fen could only serve customers first.

He Wenlin decided to browse and select items in the store first.

To be honest, the bags in this store aren't very stylish, and the quality is like cheap stuff from a street stall. People don't care about the quality; they only care about the style and price.