But unexpectedly, in her daughter's hands, a small grocery store was transformed into something that felt like an export product.

"Dad! Why are you here!"

Ji Wanmei was busy when she looked up and saw Ji Xingguo standing at the door. She quickly and happily went to greet him.

Ji Xingguo looked around and said with a smile, "Isn't your shop about to open? I've come to check on the work."

Luo Chunyan quickly stood up and politely greeted, "Uncle Ji, you've arrived! Please come in and sit down. We haven't finished tidying up yet; it's a bit messy here. Let me get you some water."

Ji Xingguo waved his hand: "No need to bother, you guys do your own thing. I just took advantage of my lunch break to stop by and see how things are going."

"Then, would you please give us your feedback on our little shop, Director Ji? What do you think?" Ji Wanmei asked with a smile.

Ji Xingguo walked in and strolled around the shelves that were gradually being stocked with goods.

Then walk out through the U-shaped passage.

Although he was a man in his forties or fifties, and there were still many scattered and unorganized goods on the floor, Ji Xingguo, with his years of experience in the department store business, could tell after walking around that his daughter's shop was more inclined towards a certain...

Ji Xingguo frowned and thought about the word.

What's this called 'humanized service'?

Yes! That's the word. Ji Xingguo saw it in a newspaper.

This idea had not yet taken off in 1988; even Ji Xingguo had only seen it once in the newspaper.

However, his daughter, Ji Wanmei, had already instilled this business philosophy into this 30-square-meter women's goods specialty store.

Ji Xingguo gave a very appreciative affirmation: "Very good, very insightful."