Chapter 79 Today's Fourth Master really needs to be cleaned up (3 more)

Sang Yian was a little worried, because the grid for water-grained paper on the shelf was empty.

However, three people had already paid, but now she had no stock. Looking at the three pairs of eager eyes, Sang Yian couldn't return this product at all.

"How about you three negotiate with other customers who have already bought it and let them give you some?"

These three are members of the Calligraphy Association. Although Zhao Xuhuai retired, he did not quit the group.

His little apprentice was going to put water-grained paper on the shelf. Zhao Xuhuai sent the location of the small supermarket to the group three days in advance and announced the news. Those who are interested in water-grained paper can go to the store to have a look.

Some people in the group believed it, and some did not.

Zhao Xuhuai didn't pay any more attention to the news after he sent it. As the former president of the calligraphy association, he was very considerate to inform everyone of the news.

As for whether these people believed it or not, and whether they could buy the water-grained paper, it all depended on their luck.

The three people who didn't buy the water-grained paper in the end were hesitant because they didn't believe the news sent by Zhao Xuhuai. In addition, there were too many small supermarkets in the urban village, which made it easy to get confused, so they came a little late.

Look, the people in front of them bought a lot, and the three of them were at the end of the line. Look, when they were packing, it was sold out before it was their turn.

When the three of them came over, they immediately stepped forward to confirm that this was real water-grained paper. They were so excited!

What a joke! Who doesn’t want the extinct water-grained paper if they like calligraphy?

Then, during the following packaging time, the three of them were nervous the whole time.

Every time Sang Yian finished packaging, their hearts trembled, and their eyes were fixed on the shelves, worried that it would not be their turn.

The good ones didn’t work, and the bad ones worked. It really wasn’t their turn!

“Teacher Zhao, look, you bought so much, and you only gave me a little bit.” The other party stretched out his little finger, pitifully pinching out only a small amount.

Zhao Xuhuai refused in his heart, "Tell me what you think, I have sent the time and place so clearly, why can't you come earlier?"

Liang Yongdong, the current president of the Calligraphy Association, felt that he still needed to help the members of the association, "Old Zhao, look, this is the supermarket opened by your little apprentice, and now there is not enough watermark paper to distribute. As a master, do you feel embarrassed not to come out and help?"

Zhao Xuhuai rolled his eyes at him, "According to what you said, you are still the president, so you have to help your members? Distribute 40 sheets, you still have a lot left!"

Liang Yongdong hugged his newly acquired watermark paper tightly, "...Then I'd better resign now."

Sang Yian: Not really! Not really! Really not!

Fortunately, the final result was good. Zhao Xuhuai pulled Liang Yongdong and the richest Luo Zhengtian and made them bleed, so that the three did not return empty-handed.

Seeing that the matter was successfully resolved, Sang Yian thought that it seemed that he would have to limit the quantity in the future, and similar things could not happen again.

Then he heard a gentle male voice from behind, "Boss Sang, have you forgotten my water-grained paper?"

Oh no!

How could she forget her brother's sponsor?

It must be that the business was too good today, and she was too proud of herself!

Alas, it was her first time to start a business, and she really had no experience. It was the first time that so many customers came into the small supermarket at once, and she was so busy that she ignored this matter.

Jiang Huaijing was a man, and he could see her guilty conscience at a glance.

He walked over and smiled faintly, "You didn't leave the portion that belongs to me, did you?"

Sang Yian: You are really smart.

Jiang Huaijing stopped half a meter away from her, smiling in his peach blossom eyes, "Also, is there something wrong with your pricing?"

"Why do I remember that I paid a 500-square-meter warehouse for a few sheets of watermark paper?"

Sang Yian felt even more guilty. The watermark paper that she gave to Jiang Huaijing at the time would not even be 200,000 according to the store's price today.

A 500-square-meter warehouse would cost at least seven figures!

But she is Boss Sang.

As a capitalist, she would not lose the battle even if she lost the person!

Even if she only has a small supermarket.

Sang Yian took it for granted, "Fourth Master, I can tell you have no life experience."

"It's like when you go shopping in a mall and buy a piece of clothing at the original price. After a while, the mall has an event and the clothing you bought at the original price is on sale. Even if you find the mall, they won't make up the difference!"

Jiang Huaijing was almost amused by her wry words, "Then aren't you exaggerating the special price for this event? The mall has a discount, but you're offering a huge discount."

Sang Yian didn't care what he said and continued, "Before, you needed water-grained paper so that you could exhibit it at the non-heritage exhibition to increase its influence."

"You've seen the effect. The non-legacy exhibition went very smoothly and had a great impact. From this perspective, your extra expenses are not in vain."

Jiang Huaijing stared at her, his eyebrows slightly raised, "You are eloquent."

Sang Yian waved his hands modestly, with pride in his eyes, "It's just so-so."

Jiang Huaijing bowed his head, "So, how are you going to compensate me for my water-grained paper?"

Sang Yian: "..."

Damn, are you a donkey pulling a mill?

Why are you changing the subject again?

Jiang Huaijing looked at her furious look, and the corners of his lips subconsciously rose. He pointed at the screen with the painting of ladies, "Use this as collateral."

Sang Yian couldn't hold back his temper any longer, "Are you here to rob me?"

Jiang Huaijing was wearing a black suit, and the whole person was low-key and luxurious. On his handsome and calm face, there was a smile, "Or you can take out the watermark paper you promised me?"

Sang Yian was so angry. Nannan was right, this was a profiteer.

She glanced at him, "Do you think you have a sure win?"

Jiang Huaijing continued to tease her, and he nodded slightly, "Isn't it?"

Sang Yian gave him a bright and bright smile and said provocatively, "No."