Zhang Xuemei initially thought the man was a customer looking to buy clothes, but she was completely bewildered when he immediately started talking business.

"Talk business? What business could I possibly have to talk about here?"

Yang Sufeng wasn't reserved at all. She pulled up a chair and sat down before continuing:

“I bought several pieces of clothing from your store yesterday, and I even brought my little girl with me. I’ve been looking around all morning today, and your business is really doing well. Do you think I could sell some to you in bulk?”

Now that you mention it, Zhang Xuemei remembered that this was their first customer, but she was more interested in the second batch.

So he smiled and asked, "What's this 'second batch' you're talking about? Are you planning to get goods from me to resell?"

Yang Sufeng smiled slightly, "Yes, that's exactly what I mean. I'm not picky about the goods. You give me a price, and I'll take it if it's reasonable. If not, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Zhang Xuemei considered the situation in her mind. Based on yesterday's and today's events, it would be quite difficult for them to sell this batch of goods before Monday. It wouldn't be impossible to sell them wholesale, but they would earn less money. However, it would be much easier.

"Well, boss, have you thought it through? It'll be harder to negotiate the price once the staff arrives."

Seeing that Zhang Xuemei was silent, Yang Sufeng was also a little anxious. She had just bought clothes yesterday and told her husband about it. Her husband thought it was a good business and asked her to come over this morning to observe the situation in the store. If it was still as good as yesterday, then she could ask the boss to wholesale.

They had already decided not to sell around here, but to go a little further away, to the university town, where there are more students. With the few dollars in their pockets, they would definitely be eager to find cheap clothes there.

Zhang Xuemei looked up at her and said, "You can sell it if you want, but you can't sell it around here. I still have business to do!"

"Of course, I know that. My husband and I are thinking of setting up shop in the university town area. It's far from here, but it shouldn't be a problem!"

Zhang Xuemei nodded after hearing this, "That's alright. Here's the deal: I'll give you six yuan and fifty cents for the adults, five yuan and fifty cents for the children, and three yuan and fifty cents for the vests. How about that?"

She knew Yang Sufeng wouldn't be satisfied with such a price, so she deliberately left her room to bargain.

Sure enough, Yang Sufeng frowned. This price was still somewhat different from the one she and her husband had agreed on. "Could you lower the price a bit more?"

Zhang Xuemei shook her head, "Don't think I'm making money just because I sell cheaply. My purchase price isn't cheap either. The cost of the clothes is what it is, and they won't give me a big discount."

Seeing that Zhang Xuemei was unwilling to budge, Yang Sufeng gritted her teeth and said, "Make it cheaper, I'll take more, how about a thousand pieces?"

Zhang Xuemei was somewhat surprised. She had originally thought that taking two or three hundred pieces would be enough, but she actually managed to take a thousand pieces. That was really impressive.

So he replied with a smile, "If you can really take a thousand items, I'll round it down for you. Don't underestimate this small amount; it'll still save you 1,500 yuan!"

Yang Sufeng, who had originally wanted to haggle, felt embarrassed to do so after hearing what she said, as it seemed quite cheap.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Zhang Xuemei gave her a suggestion, "You see, you're going to sell it in the university town area, so you can raise the price, like 12.9 or 14.9 yuan, even higher than what I sell it for. I'm selling it like this because I'm in a hurry to clear out the stock and make room, but you're not in a hurry, right!"

Yang Sufeng's eyes lit up. That's right! Why should she sell at the same price as the boss? They're not even in the same place. As long as it's cheaper than the market price, that's good enough. Besides, 14.9 yuan sounds much cheaper than 15 yuan. This method is feasible. It's decided.

"Okay, okay, boss, I'll do as you say. Give me 600 women's short-sleeved shirts, 300 men's, and the remaining 100 will all be vests!"

"I don't have that many vests left, maybe a dozen or so at most. You can have them all if you want." There weren't many vests left at the wholesale market to begin with, and they've sold some more in the last few days, so there aren't many left.

Yang Sufeng didn't mind and nodded. She added some more men's short-sleeved shirts to make it a thousand pieces. After calculating with a calculator, the total cost was five thousand eight.

"Nine hundred and forty-two short-sleeved shirts and fifty-eight vests, totaling five thousand eight hundred and twenty-six yuan. Do you want to pay in cash or do you want me to go to the bank with you?"

"Borrowing money is definitely not an option," Zhang Xuemei said, then stared at Yang Sufen without blinking, presumably because Yang Sufen was too embarrassed to mention it.

Fortunately, Yang Sufeng wasn't that shameless; she immediately tried to round it down, saying, "Five thousand eight is fine, we can work together again next time."

Zhang Xuemei quickly shook her head, "That won't do. We only make one or two yuan to begin with. If you take away twenty-six yuan from our profits, I'll be losing out big time."

"So, don't think I'm stingy. How about I give you 5,820? Actually, I don't have to wholesale it to you; I'm not worried about selling it anyway."

He even looked regretful as he spoke.

Fearing that Zhang Xuemei might change her mind, Yang Sufeng quickly stopped trying to bargain. She took out a wad of cash from her bag, counted out fifty-nine hundred-yuan bills, and handed them over, saying, "Give me eighty yuan in change."

Zhang Xuemei didn't rush to take the money. Instead, she led Yang Sufeng to the cashier and said with a smile, "I'm not comfortable with so much money. Luckily, we have a money counter. Let's have it count it! Of course, it's not that I don't trust you, but it's such a lot of money, right?"

After speaking, he stared at Yang Sufeng carefully and saw that her expression was slightly unnatural. It seemed that he had not been mistaken.

Yang Sufeng was now in a real bind. She regretted it; she should have listened to her husband and gotten involved. Now she could only watch helplessly as Zhang Xuemei asked her for money.

Zhang Xuemei raised an eyebrow, tightened her grip, and joked with a smile, "Sister Yang, don't be stingy with the money. I'll get you the goods after you count them."

What could Yang Sufeng do? She could only let go and let Zhang Xuemei take the money, because she didn't know which bill was fake.

Zhang Xuemei put the money she had brought into the money detector, and a "swish, swish, swish" sound immediately rang out, followed by a warning tone: "Attention, counterfeit money, attention, counterfeit money."

Zhang Xuemei paused, her hand already reaching for the money, and looked at Yang Sufeng in surprise, "Sister Yang, this..."

Yang Sufeng quickly waved her hand and said, "It's not my fault. I didn't know there were counterfeit bills. Could it be that your money detector is malfunctioning?"

“You brought the money and you say it has nothing to do with you? Who would believe that? My money detector is brand new, how could there be a problem? You wait here, let me check how many counterfeit bills there are.”