It turned out to be a customer from a long time ago.
Zhou Mo previously sold another brand, BYT. Later, due to customer complaints that the previous brand did not provide a good experience, Zhou Mo switched to another one and sold the two brands together. Later, he found that the current brand had good sales and good customer reviews, so he finally chose to sell only this brand.
Anyone who knew she changed brands must have been a customer of hers a long time ago.
But he is not an old customer.
She knows all the old customers she has.
Zhou Mo replied: It is a new brand, niche and not following the trend, the thickness is less than 001, and the experience is strong.
Flower and bird lovers: What are the product parameters?
Zhou Mo sent another picture.
Flower and bird lovers: Two boxes of No. 1, No. 3, and No. 6, each.
Zhou Mo: Okay, could you please leave your address and phone number?
Flower and bird lovers: Xiangbin New Town, Building 13, Area A, 201, 136****7878.
Zhou Mo: A 30% deposit is required before shipment.
People who grow flowers and entertain birds: How much does it cost?
Zhou Mo: 225.
The flower and bird grower quickly transferred 225 yuan.
Zhou Mo clicked to receive it and said: It will be shipped tomorrow.
The flower-growing and bird-entertaining person: Urgent, I want it today.
Zhou Mo usually uses express mail, which can avoid contact with customers and is safer.
But the express delivery fee is borne by her. Sometimes the distance is too close, and Zhou Mo will deliver it herself to save the express delivery fee.
The "flower-growing and bird-entertaining person" said that if the item is urgently needed, she would deliver it in person.
She looked at the time and it was not too late. Xiangbin New City and Xiangbin Yali where she worked were developed by the same developer and were not far away, just a few blocks away.
But the two positionings are different.
Xiangbin Yali is an ordinary residential area with more than ten to twenty floors. Xiangbin New City is a high-end residential area with a maximum of four floors, each with its own entrance and elevator.
Zhou Mo went to the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and took out a cardboard box from it. The goods she had received were neatly stacked inside.
After preparing the goods according to the customer's requirements, she packed them in the brand's unified packaging bags, covered them with a layer of kraft paper handbags, rolled them up and stuffed them into her own shoulder canvas bag.
He took the key from the entrance and hurried out.
It’s a little after seven, not too early nor too late.
The wind is a bit strong.
Zhou Mo took out a black mask from his bag and put it on.
As she walked, she unbraided her own hair, then used her hands to fluff it up and put it into a simple bun at the back of her head, leaving some messy hair on her forehead to cover a lot of her face.
Walk all the way to Xiangbin New City.
This is a wealthy area with strict property management. Zhou Mo contacted the "flower grower and bird walker" on his mobile phone and asked him for help, and the security guard allowed him to pass.
After a while, the guard post received a call and Zhou Mo was allowed to enter.
Before going in, she even asked for directions.
She has experience.
This kind of high-end residential area has good greenery, large land and sparse population, and the residential buildings are built even more sparsely, making it difficult to find the way.
Under the guidance of the security guard, Zhou Mo quickly found Building 13 in Area A.
The building in front of me has only four floors, a small blue-gray Western-style building. There is a parasol on the lawn outside the first floor, and under the parasol is a set of rattan chairs and wooden tables. The balconies of the building are all open, some with swings and some with dining tables.
Zhou Mo also likes this kind of open balcony, but there is one bad thing, which is that it gets dirty too easily and is troublesome to clean up.
She walked around to the main entrance and rang the doorbell of 201. There was a camera installed above the door. Zhou Mo was about to say that she was there to deliver something.
With three "beep, beep" sounds, the door lock was opened.
Zhou Mo pushed the door open and went up to the second floor.
Standing in front of the double brown alloy doors, Zhou Mo knocked hesitantly.
"Click" a door was pushed open from the inside.
Zhou Mo took a half step back in reaction and was about to say "Hello".
"Miss Zhou, it really is you."
Song Yan had a playful look on his face, leaning against another door with his arms folded, watching her as if he was enjoying a show.
"Mr. Song..." Zhou Mo was shocked.
She even forgot she was wearing a mask and deliberately used her hair to cover her face and just agreed.
Song Yan smiled and said, "Just say that with my memory, it's impossible for me to remember it wrong."
Zhou Mo stared at him warily: "Did you deliberately trick me into coming here?"
Song Yan chuckled: "It wasn't intentional. Where are my things?"
Zhou Mo took out a brown paper bag from his bag and handed it to Song Yan, saying in a bad tone, "Here you go."
Song Yan took it and said, "Come in and sit down."
Zhou Mo: "No, I'm leaving."
Song Yan stopped her, "Don't."
Zhou Mo glanced at him sideways, "Anything else?"
"Since we know each other, why don't you come in for a cup of tea?"
"Not interested," Zhou Mo walked around him and prepared to leave, then suddenly turned back to remind him, "You haven't paid me the balance yet, five hundred and twenty-five."
Song Yan: "Come in, I'll give it to you."
Zhou Mo gave him a look and dialed the number directly.
Song Yan looked confused, "What are you doing? Calling the police?"
"Yes," Zhou Mo said, "Call the police to Han Chen and tell him that you invited his wife to your house for tea in the middle of the night."
"Hello," Song Yan was startled. He quickly stepped forward to grab Zhou Mo's phone and hung up. "It's not that serious, is it? You've made such a big deal, and you don't care about it anymore? If he knew you were selling this thing..."
"He knows." Zhou Mo said confidently.
Song Yan was horrified, his pupils trembling, "He knew and still let you sell this?"
"Why not?"
Song Yan raised his eyebrows, "No man would want his woman to sell this thing, right?"
He gestured with the brown paper bag in his hand.
"Payment and goods are exchanged. It's a legitimate business. Why would he disagree?"
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