Qingyao sensed the movement coming from the other side of the mountain and knew that Wang Yi was really heading up the cliff. Without stopping, she turned around and prepared to deal with Wang Chunyi.
Qingyao went to the county town and gave money to a local thug to open a shop next to Wang Chunyi. No matter what Wang Chunyi sold, he would sell the same things, but at a lower price. Any profits went to the thug, and any losses went to Qingyao. The thug never imagined such a good thing would happen. He was also a man of integrity, and knew that such things should not be told to others. So from then on, as long as he opened a shop next to Wang Chunyi, no matter how much money Wang Chunyi gave him, he would never betray Qingyao.
But Qingyao thought that it would not be enough to just ask her to pay the money. She also wanted Wang Chunyi and Wang Dong to be together. Since they were able to become husband and wife in the previous life, how could they not be husband and wife in this life?
Qingyao walked slowly into the store. At that moment, the store was in chaos, with a group of people arguing fiercely. Qingyao frowned slightly and stepped forward immediately.
As soon as the clerk saw Qingyao coming, he was like seeing a savior and hurriedly said, "Boss, this is what happened. This old man bought a bouquet of flowers here, but he took it home a day ago. Then he suddenly came back today and said he didn't like it and insisted on returning it. How can this be allowed? Flowers are already sold. How can you take them home and then return them after a day? Now we don't agree to the return, and this old man is making a fuss here and refuses to give up. He's arguing and refusing to leave. Boss, how do you think we should handle this?"
Qingyao gently raised her hand to signal the clerk to leave first, then turned and looked at the old man in front of her with a gentle gaze. The old man looked to be around 60 years old, dressed in a neat Mao suit. Although his hair was gray, it was still neatly combed. He stood upright, and from his condition, it was clear that he was still in good health.
Qingyao politely asked the old man to sit on the comfortable sofa in the store, and then she sat down slowly and gracefully. The old man also looked at Qingyao curiously. She was wearing a turquoise cheongsam with mid-length sleeves that perfectly highlighted her elegance. From her delicate face to her tall stature, to her outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament, everything was eye-catching. The old man looked at Qingyao and his eyes lit up. Qingyao looked at the old man without any disdain on her face. Instead, she asked in a gentle tone: "Old man, I wonder what it is about this bouquet that you don't like?"
The old man subconsciously lowered his voice when he heard Qingyao's gentle voice, and said in a low voice: "It's not that I don't like these flowers, but when I took them back yesterday, I thought they were quite good at first. But when my young master came back and saw this bouquet of flowers, he thought it was too plain. I thought of bringing it over to exchange, but your clerk said that it couldn't be exchanged."
Qingyao couldn't help but feel speechless when she heard the old man's words. However, her good upbringing allowed her to maintain a warm smile, and she patiently and gently explained to the old man: "Old man, it's like this. Flowers have unique properties. They are very different from the clothes and shoes we wear every day. Clothes and shoes can be stored for a long time and have a relatively long shelf life. However, the shelf life of flowers is usually very short, only about 3 days. And our flower shop also clearly states the relevant regulations in the store. Once sold, there are no returns. Now you see, since you think this flower is a bit too light, then I will add some flowers to it for you, and then you can see if you are satisfied. What do you think?"
The old man saw Qingyao explaining things to him so patiently and carefully, and he knew he wasn't the type to be unreasonable or fussy. So, he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I'll trouble you, young lady."
Qingyao nodded slightly to the old man, stood up gracefully, carefully examined the bouquet of flowers he brought for the old man, and then began to carefully select suitable flowers and rearrange them.
After a while, Qingyao handed the newly arranged bouquet to the old man and said with a smile, "Old man, do you think this makes you more satisfied?"
The old man took the bouquet, examined it carefully for a moment, a pleased smile blossomed on his face, and he nodded repeatedly and said, "Satisfied, satisfied, girl, your craftsmanship is really good. This bouquet looks much better after your rearrangement!"
Qingyao responded with a smile: "As long as you are satisfied, if you need anything in the future, please come to the store at any time."
The old man said gratefully: "Good girl, thanks to you today. I will come more often to take care of your business in the future." After that, the old man left the flower shop contentedly.
Qingyao watched the old man's departing figure, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. She couldn't help but feel a little curious about the young master the old man was talking about. In fact, many elderly people, or young people, who usually come to buy this bouquet of white lilies, mostly appreciate its elegant style. This is the first time I've heard of someone thinking that the combination of white lilies is rather plain. I just hope that the old man will be able to satisfy his young master when he takes it back. Qingyao is considering recruiting personnel who need to receive professional training and multiple training sessions on flower arrangement. After all, it's not easy to meet customers' demands for flower combinations.
Qingyao never thought that a bouquet of flowers she casually put together would become the turning point of her destiny, allowing her to inadvertently meet the partner who was truly good to her and could spend her life with her.
Qingyao calmly instructed the clerk and prepared to return to Wangjia Village. Sure enough, on her way back to Wangjia Village, Xiaoyi anxiously told Qingyao, "Grandfather, Wang Yi really did find the jewelry left by Wang Chunyi on the cliff. This is following your steps. Now Wang Yi has secretly brought the jewelry home, but why hasn't she taken the next step?"
Qingyao calmly shook her head, her eyes deep as she spoke to Xiaoyi, who looked puzzled. "Xiaoyi, you're still too young. There are many things you don't understand yet. This is the true vision of a woman with a strong sense of purpose. She's patient and knows how to handle current events. Wang Chunyi is still the daughter of the village chief. With the prestige and influence the village chief has established in Wangjia Village, even if Wang Yi finds Wang Chunyi and presents solid evidence, it will be useless. The village chief will definitely do everything he can to help Wang Chunyi resolve this problem and won't let her be punished easily."
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