Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Sugar-Coated Bullet
"twenty!"
"fifteen!"
"eighteen."
When Qiao Zhuo pushed open the TD glass door, three people inside were counting around the table. When they heard the bell, six eyes looked over at him.
A young man and a young woman facing the gate had interesting expressions on their faces. Xiao Lu closed his mouth and swallowed the words "Welcome". The girl next to him poked Xiao Lu's arm with interest and raised her chin.
Xiao Lu pointed to the ceiling and moved his mouth. The girl nodded meaningfully with her mouth open.
The corner of Qiao Zhuo's eyes twitched. He could read the three words "Qiao Hedgehog" accurately without a lip reading expert.
Did Tan Xiaomianhu hire a stupid roe deer?
"Boss Qiao?" Tan Du came forward.
Qiao Zhuoyi walked past him and went to the order counter to scan the code, but after swiping a few times, he found that what he wanted was not there.
Tan Du: "Boss Qiao, are you looking for dessert? That's a new item, not on the menu yet. Which one would you like, Boss Qiao? I'll get it for you."
Qiao Zhuo looked at him and asked, "How much was it before?"
"That's a thank you gift, no money needed." Tan Du said with a smile, "Sister Sun was so worried at the time. She was always worried about her daughter being out there all alone."
How come you are so good at speaking?
As soon as Qiao Zhuo took one look at him, he already suspected that the transfer was a scam. Before deleting it, he also sent a message to his daughter who had pinned the message on her WeChat to confirm it. However, Sister Sun did not leave him any room for explanation.
Every time there was anti-fraud publicity, he would be shocked. How could such a simple scam fool people?
If it were the two people in his family, they would probably pray that the kidnappers would kill the victim quickly.
They are different after all.
"I've received the sesame cake," Qiao Zhuoyi asked, "How much is the dessert?"
Tan Du leaned his elbows on the bar, slightly bent over, and asked lazily, "Boss Qiao, what do you think of the taste?"
What's wrong with this guy? He speaks like he's singing an opera, always dragging out long endings, as if his sleeves will fly out in the next second. He has such a handsome appearance, and he probably walks the route of a young man, and will walk out with orthodox square steps on stage.
But the character is nothing but a villain.
Qiao Zhuoyi's patience ran out: "Quote, a price!"
"We are negotiating the price, and no one has won yet," said Tan Du.
Oh, it’s not finger-guessing game.
Qiao Zhuoyi was too lazy to talk nonsense. Pudding and mille-feuille would cost at most 100. He pressed the number with his finger, and the other party spoke lazily, "Boss Qiao, do you think 100 is appropriate?"
He raised his chin towards the girl and said, "Zhou Jue just said 20, and we all think it's high. But Boss Qiao is the first customer of the new product, so you have the final say. Zhou Jue, the dessert starts at 100."
"Boss Tan, are you crazy?!" Zhou Jue was about to rush over, but Xiao Lu grabbed him and said, "Stay away from the battlefield!"
Qiao Zhuoyi: "...are you sick?"
Tan Du changed his hand and smiled, "No."
As soon as Qiao Zhuo realized that this man was determined not to take the money today, he glared at him and prepared to leave.
"Boss Qiao." Tan Du tugged at his arm, quickly letting go before he could break free. He stood up and said, "I was just kidding, don't be angry. Today's Qianceng is to thank Boss Qiao for speaking up for TD."
"When did I..." Qiao Zhuo thought of the incident at the restaurant and looked at Tan Du, who nodded. "The owner of the restaurant told me about Boss Qiao's stand for justice."
"I can't stand their foul mouths." Qiao Zhuo turned his face away. "Boss Tan has a wide circle of friends."
"It's a pity that I often make mistakes and haven't made friends with Boss Qiao." Tan Du glanced at him, and seeing his impatience, he said, "It's a thank you and an apology. TD has caused Guiyi a lot of trouble."
Why didn’t you say anything when I kicked your box?
Are you so generous?
Qiao Zhuoyi couldn't stand such a serious review and left without saying a word.
"Next time!" Tan Du followed him and opened the door for him. "Next time, I'll send you desserts and attach the payment code. How about that?"
The scar stood out on the fair arm, and even in still view it was clear that the wound was quite deep.
"Boss Qiao?"
Qiao Zhuoyi withdrew his gaze without leaving a trace and replied in a muffled voice: "Whatever you say."
The peaches in this season are juicy and sweet.
Qiao Zhuoyi couldn't touch the hair on it directly, just like some people can't stand the sound of nails scratching on a blackboard, and will get goose bumps all over their body.
He put on gloves, washed, peeled and cut the fruits into pieces, then put them on plates, one for the blanket and one for himself, and lay comfortably on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.
There are constant messages in the old street group.
Qiao Zhuoyi has never spoken in the group, so probably no one in it knows he is there.
He compulsively clicked on 303 new messages. The source of the topic was anti-fraud propaganda. He took a look and then went back, entered again, and checked the latest messages.
Old Man Guan: "Whoever dares to cheat me! I will make him pay for it!"
Grandma Xu: "Have you taken your blood pressure?"
Old Man Guan: "Tested, tested. So long-winded!"
…
Uncle Qiang from the hardware store: "Xiao Tan, it's been a while since you came for tea!"
Tan Du: "I'm busy with the store's anniversary recently, and I'm preparing desserts. I'll send some to everyone to try then."
For a while, the screen was flooded with messages again.
Everyone jumped out——
"If I had a son like Xiaotan, I would wake up laughing in my dreams!"
Tan Du rarely responded, and no one knew what he was busy with.
Qiao Zhuo sneered and mimicked the blanket: "I want a son like this... Bah, I don't need one. Qiao Tingjin wants one... How respectable..."
"Woof——" Blanket roared towards the window.
"Hmm? It's raining."
The next day when I arrived at Guiyi, I saw a lot of ginkgo leaves fallen on the balcony.
Qiao Zhuo called Xiao Luo to clean up the mess, but he didn't respond after calling him several times. He just kept laughing while holding his phone. He kicked him in the shin: "What are you doing?"
Xiao Luo stood up suddenly, scratching the back of his head: "No! Nothing! Brother, what did you say? Oh! The guests will be here in about twenty minutes!"
"Go clean up the balcony." Qiao Zhuo glared at him, "If you don't want to use your ear, I'll donate it for you."
"No, no, I'll be there right away!"
For several days in a row, the tattoo customers all held TD cups in their hands.
New customers can understand it, but if old customers keep getting into trouble, there must be something fishy going on.
"Old Joe, you didn't know?" The old customer was surprised. "I thought you had discussed it and said it was the great reconciliation of the century."
"What are you discussing?"
Qiao Zhuo had a feeling that something was wrong, but the other party refused to say anything and just told him to go downstairs and take a look himself.
When he was going downstairs, he bumped into a dark-skinned, bald middle-aged man, Uncle Qiang from the hardware store. The other man looked at him and snorted coldly.
The old antique thought that tattooing was not a serious job and never gave Qiao Zhuo a good look.
If someone said that the tattoo was not good in front of Qiao Zhuo, he would naturally not be polite, but the other party would only give a cold look, and Qiao Zhuo would just treat it as a cold face. It was just a competition of who had the ugliest face, and Boss Qiao would not be at a disadvantage.
Two cold-faced gods entered TD at the same time. One melted as he entered, calling out to Xiao Tan, while the other stood by the door. Boss Tan and Uncle Qiang said they would wait a moment before coming over to greet him: "Boss Qiao, you've arrived just in time. I saved some pistachio Basque for you and was thinking of bringing it up later."
Qiao Zhuo's Adam's apple rolled, and he folded his arms in a principled manner: "What did you do?"
"Hmm?" Tan Du seemed puzzled.
"Don't act stupid!"
Tan Du tilted his head slightly: "Boss Qiao didn't see it?"
"What did you see?" Qiao Zhuo said impatiently, "What are you doing again?"
"Boss Qiao, come here."
Qiao Zhuoyi followed the other party to the door. There was a poster on the wall, which read - Guiyi customers, 20% off coffee.
"When was this posted?!" Qiao Zhuo's fingers trembled slightly.
"It's been a few days." Tan Du said with a smile.
"Why have I never seen it!" Qiao Zhuo glared at him.
Tan Du spread his hands: "Probably because Boss Qiao doesn't look away."
Qiao Zhuo stared at him. He went up and down the stairs every day, but he had never seen such a thing appearing out of thin air. The man named Tan must have played some tricks.
But that's not the point.
The news of Old Man Guan giving away the vouchers had spread far and wide, and he could still feel people pointing and talking at him as he walked. A few days later, Tan Du did this.
"What do you mean?"
"I'll take advantage of Boss Qiao's momentum to attract business for TD." Tan Du replied with a smile.
What nonsense.
Does TD need this little bit of business?
There are a lot more people coming to Guiyi, although most of them just come to see the novelty.
Qiao Zhuo curled up a finger and tried to tear off the mask on the other person's face.
"So should I also register as a TD customer and get a 20% discount on tattoos?"
"Is it okay?" Tan Du's eyes lit up.
"No, you can't!" Unable to tear off the mask, Qiao Zhuo reached out to tear off the poster, but Tan Du grabbed his wrist. "Boss Qiao, what are you doing?"
Qiao Zhuoyi: "Everyone does their own business."
"What should I do then?" Tan Du said, "I've made new vouchers with these words printed on them."
"You..." As soon as the words came out, Qiao Zhuo yelled loudly, his face changed, and he shook off the other person's hand.
Tan Du smiled and waved towards the door. Zhou Jue brought out the piece of Basque and immediately put it back.
"Boss Qiao, this is a new drink Zhou Jue made today. The three of us tried it first and disagreed on the sweetness. Could you please give me some suggestions, Boss Qiao?"
As long as Qiao Zhuoyi didn't take any action, their relationship would not be free.
Tan Du lifted the box and said, "Here's the payment code, Boss Qiao..."
"Xiao Tan! Are you ready?" Uncle Qiang called out, "It's already the second brew of tea!"
"Right on—" Tan Du replied, then turned around and said, "If it's inconvenient for Boss Qiao, I'll give it to Uncle Qiang..."
"Who said no!" Qiao Zhuo snatched them all away, "What can he taste?"
Scan the QR code to pay, all in one go.
After a two-second pause, Qiao Zhuo realized: "Isn't it 20% off?"
Tan Du smiled and said, "Coffee is 20% off, but if Boss Qiao needs it..."
"No!" Qiao Zhuo turned and went upstairs. The handrail under his palm vibrated. Tan Du knocked on it twice. When the waiter turned around, he said with a smile, "Boss Qiao just gave us this week's price. We really need your suggestions on our new products."
Qiao Zhuo was about to refuse, but Tan Du didn't even give him a chance to finish his sentence. "For the next few days, we'll send one up to Boss Qiao every day. We have a lot of pistachio-flavored desserts. Boss Qiao, would you like it to be served at three o'clock? Or four o'clock?"
Qiao Zhuoyi's mind was confused by this sugar-coated bullet. He lowered his eyelids and asked, "How much is the discount?"
Tan Du was stunned for a second, then smiled and said, "Fifty percent off."
Qiao Zhuo scanned the code to make up the 50% discount, threw down the word "three points", and ran upstairs in three or two steps as if escaping.
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