"Here you go." The shopkeeper handed it to Jiang Qingwan.
Jiang Qingwan took the phone, picked it up and waved it; it displayed a map location page.
"I've sent you the address. Just drop it off at my doorstep. Then the people I invite over can help me move it in."
"Tell the building manager not to take it away and dump it as trash," the boss reminded Jiang Qingwan.
"Okay, okay, no need to knock, just leave it on the left side of my door. I'll go to the supermarket next." Jiang Qingwan selected the designated location.
What if the boss is a bit dim-witted and happens to block the center of your door? Then you won't be able to open the door from the inside.
"Alright. I'll send you a message after the delivery. Come back often if you like it." The boss's hearty laughter was cheerful.
"Boss, please prepare more food these next few days. I have several friends who are big bosses, and they might start ordering breakfast from you in bulk if they like it," Jiang Qingwan hinted to the boss to stock up on food. She was secretly helping a very skilled boss today.
"That's great! Please recommend our business to me. We're a reputable shop; we never use gutter oil or any of those other miscellaneous ingredients, and we don't use any additives unless absolutely necessary. Our products are green and healthy, and our skills are top-notch."
The boss went on and on praising himself.
"I think they'll definitely like it," Jiang Qingwan affirmed again.
"Boss, I need to buy a few more things to prepare, so I have to go now. Goodbye. Try to be quick."
"Okay." The boss said as he started moving things, putting the foam boxes on the trolley and then on the electric tricycle by the door.
Seeing this, Jiang Qingwan stopped bothering the boss and picked up a straw to put into the soy milk.
Take a bite, and you'll experience a rich, mellow flavor. The aroma of the beans bursts in your mouth, and the temperature is just right—not too hot.
Where should we go next to stock up on supplies?
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