Fang Shijie, who was standing opposite, was only a senior in college, still a young man. Although excited, he was also very organized. "Sure. Sister, the customer is a mixed-race person, and he seems to know a lot about these things. He said he wanted to pick out some five-sided ink sticks as a gift for an elder, but he wanted them to be of better quality than what they have in the store. He offered a very high price."
"I don't know if you have it, sister. I didn't take it from him when he paid the deposit. I only left his contact information."
Song Tingwan curled her lips, "Very well done. I'll confirm it here and then give you an answer. Did he say when he wants it?"
"He didn't say anything specific, but he said he would leave Sifang in a week."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Song Tingwan felt a little worried again.
Xiao Yunze hasn't come these days. He seems to be very busy recently.
If he doesn't come this next week...
Wouldn’t the first big order of “Mo Se Sheng Xiang” be a failure?
In the evening, Song Tingwan ordered a bowl of snail noodles and sat in the store eating while waiting for Xiao Yunze.
There was no way, she couldn't get through, so she could only wait for Xiao Yunze to come.
If he doesn't come this week.
That is God's will.
They both missed out on 100 million...
Two days later, Xiao Yunze was studying on the tablet computer.
Just now, Aqiang came to find him and said that he had forgotten when the peppers were ripe for picking and wanted to watch a video tutorial.
But when Xiao Yunze took out his tablet, no matter how he operated it, the screen didn't respond at all.
The entire screen only reflected his unclear face.
Zhuque was also puzzled, "Master, what's going on? Is it because I've used it too many times and it's not working anymore?"
Aqiang also scratched his head in confusion.
After a while, Xiao Yunze gave up...
Let’s go find Miss Song.
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