He handed the lemonade to the mourners in the mourning hall, and imitating Lin Yifeng, he took out 100 yuan from his pocket, went to the bookkeeper outside, and said, "Wallace, 100 yuan as a gift."
Xu Qingyi is very rich. He has 5% of the net profit from Wallace (Hebei Vocational University store), which means he can earn about 200 yuan a day.
In addition, he doesn't have many other expenses, so he has saved up almost six thousand yuan by now.
Giving 100 yuan as a gift is nothing to Xu Qingyi.
"Haha, young man, you're too kind."
The shopkeeper on the broken street was a burly, rugged man who patted Xu Qingyi on the shoulder with his large hand, his face full of admiration.
"hehe."
Xu Qingyi chuckled dryly, glanced at the Macburg store, and asked with a smile, "How's the foot traffic at that store?"
"Nobody's here!"
“We blocked their door, and hardly anyone came.”
A young man laughed and said, "It's a funeral, so everyone is very reluctant to go in. Occasionally, one or two people might want to go in, but if I mention it casually, they won't go in."
"Just a side note? What should I mention?"
Xu Qingyi was curious.
"What else could it be? I told you that a funeral would block the way, and you still dared to go in?"
Xu Qingyi stared in shock at the slightly older young man in front of her: "How dare you say that? Aren't you afraid your dad will beat you up?"
"What's the big deal? To other people, a funeral is just a bit of an omen of bad luck!"
The young man looked completely unconcerned, but Xu Qingyi was shocked: "Wow, you handled this brilliantly!"
"From now on, you'll be my good brother and good friend!"
Xu Qingyi showed her generous side: "After the funeral, I'll treat you to a Wallace meal!"
"Haha, you said it yourself!"
"I've been craving the Wallace meal for a long time, and I'm definitely making a mental note of this meal."
The young man laughed heartily. Xu Qingyi took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and tossed it to the young man: "Good brother, keep an eye on things for me and try to persuade them not to come to Macburg."
"Haha, done!"
"Not even a fly could get in, let alone a person!"
The young man readily agreed, and without any hesitation, he took the cigarettes Xu Qingyi offered and immediately opened them to distribute to the others.
Having received the young man's promise, Xu Qingyi left the mourning hall with a smile. The person in charge of the mourning hall watched Xu Qingyi's departing figure and whispered, "Gangzi, you have to get along well with this young man."
"This young man is something else. He's so young, yet he's so tactful and makes friends everywhere he goes."
"The future is going to be incredible!"
"Dad, don't underestimate him just because he's young. He's incredibly capable. Look at that leader, Mike Burke—I spit on him! He's no leader at all. He's all that age, and he's not even as good as my good brother!"
Gangzi spat at the Macburg shop, thinking that the Macburg boss was really wasting his life.
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