"What's wrong?"
"The line of people stretched from the entrance of Xingfu Community all the way to Yongfu Road."
Then I lined up on Yongfu Road, but before I'd even been queuing for ten minutes, the person in front of me said, "No need to queue anymore, all the vegetables are sold out for today."
That really made me furious.
"That's nothing. Once, I stayed up all night just to queue up for their vegetables, and guess what happened?"
"What's wrong?"
"I fucking overslept and woke up to find that all the vegetables were sold out."
The shop manager was also a young man, just as tall and thin as this young man, even their voices...
The woman suddenly stopped, then awkwardly turned her head and looked at the unlucky man again.
Finally, his expression grew increasingly shocked.
"You...you are the manager and owner of the Happiness Vegetable Store?" the woman stammered.
Song Qingqing merely glanced at her indifferently without saying a word.
"Yes, she is the owner of Qingqing Vegetable Shop and also the owner of Xingfu Vegetable Shop." Seeing that everyone present was staring at them, the unlucky guy could only swallow hard and honestly reply.
boom!
Upon hearing this, the car fell silent.
Everyone's jaws dropped to the ground.
Even the driver in the car ahead almost hit the steering wheel.
If he hadn't maintained his professional ethics and rationality, he would have led everyone to crash into the telephone pole long ago.
"No way!"
"No way!"
"Is she actually the owner of those vegetable shops?"
Oh my god?
What exactly did they do?
Just now, he actually had the nerve to laugh at others for losing money; now he's getting a real slap in the face.
After a moment of silence, the scene changed to what it is now.
"Boss, when would be a good time for me to get some vegetables so I can try something new?"
"Leave some for me too."
"I can pay double the price, just so you can give me two cucumbers to try."
"You could leave me even one clove of garlic!"
"Me too, me too, I'm not short of money for groceries."
"......"
Women, you are indeed fickle.
Song rolled her eyes and didn't say a word in response.
It wasn't until Huangcheng that she finally said, "If you want to buy groceries, you'll have to wait in line."
Then, they got off the bus with the unlucky guy and left without a trace.
The middle-aged women were all dumbfounded.
I wondered why this young girl could have built such a successful career at such a young age.
Why is it that their sons and daughters can only barely make ends meet?
Comparing yourself to others is truly infuriating.
Song Qingqing had no idea what these people were thinking. Right now, she was leading the unlucky guy around Huangcheng.
Starting from the most bustling area, this tour takes a whole day.
The two spent the night in a hotel.
The next day, we started afresh and turned around again.
They conducted their investigation along the way, while also inquiring about the vegetable market in Huangcheng.
In the end, the two came to the conclusion that Huangcheng was infinitely better than Zhongtang County.
The large market demand is one factor, but another is that the living standards of people here are twice as high as those in Zhongtang County.
If she opens a shop here, she will have a price advantage and her profits will be greater.
Most importantly, the vegetable market here is still in its infancy.
No vegetable store has emerged as mature as her Happy Vegetable Store.
That's wonderful.
Song smiled and her eyes narrowed. "Let's go check out Wuyi Street!"
Wuyi Street is the city center of Huangcheng. It has the largest department store, supermarkets, and so on.
It is also the place with the most dense crowds.
"OK."
The unlucky guy responded, and the two walked together to Wuyi Road.
When they arrived, they encountered a group of onlookers.
I went over and heard what was going on in the argument.
"Thirty thousand yuan, are you going to sell or not?" It was an extremely arrogant male voice, and it sounded somewhat familiar.
"Eighty thousand yuan, not a penny less, otherwise I won't sell." It was another male voice.
“If you don’t sell to Brother Ma, see who else would dare to buy your shop.”
Now Song Qingqing was certain that the other party was Ma Yongcai.
I pushed through the crowd and went inside.
Ma Yongcai, accompanied by two henchmen, was arrogantly pointing at a one-eyed middle-aged man.
"I don't care if you're Master Ma or Brother Ma, I'm not going to sell you off cheaply."
"You should just give up on that idea!" The one-eyed man was a tough nut to crack.
"Really? We'll see."
"I want to see how your shop will keep going with me here." After saying this, Ma Yongcai led his two thugs and swaggered away.
As soon as Ma Yongcai left, someone in the crowd spoke up to persuade the one-eyed man.
"Xiao Zhang, you should just give it to him! You dare to mess with Ma Yongcai? You really don't want to live anymore."
"Really? Don't you know? His uncle is a big shot in the capital. I've heard that people of any standing have to give him some respect."
You can't beat him.
"If he wants it, just give it to him. There's still 30,000 yuan left, isn't there?"
"That's right. If he were to rob you outright, you wouldn't have a single penny left."
Upon hearing this, the one-eyed man became very angry. "I won't sell it, I'd rather die than sell it. This is the last piece of property my family owns. If I sell it cheaply, I'll be letting my parents down."
He can come and go as he pleases; I'm not afraid.
She has such backbone; she likes that.
Seeing that they couldn't persuade them, the crowd finally dispersed.
As the crowd dispersed, Song Qingqing finally noticed a shop behind them.
This is an old shop, and it's quite large, easily over 100 square meters by sight.
Moreover, the store is in a great location, at the very edge of the intersection.
If Song Qingqing remembers correctly, this place was later demolished.
I heard that every household has become rich.
Thinking of this, Song Qingqing became interested and stepped forward to ask, "Brother, do you want to sell your shop?"
The one-eyed man, seeing a pretty young girl suddenly step forward, nodded, puzzled. "Yes, is there a problem?"
Song Qingqing was a little excited. "I just happen to be looking to buy a shop. If you're willing, we can talk about it."
Upon hearing this, the one-eyed man looked Song Qingqing up and down several times, but in the end, he suppressed his doubts and invited her into the shop.
"Didn't you see it just now?" the one-eyed man asked, bringing two glasses of water to Song Qingqing and her companion.
Song gently took it, said thank you, and replied, "I saw it."
Isn't it just that Ma Yongcai wants to snatch his shop?
Seeing that Song Qingqing remained calm and composed, the one-eyed man assumed that she did not know who Ma Yongcai was, and said, "You must be from out of town! That's why you don't know Ma Yongcai."
Song chuckled upon hearing this.
She doesn't know Ma Yongcai? What a joke.
"Let me tell you, Ma Yongcai is a local tyrant in Huangcheng with a powerful background. Most people don't dare to mess with him."
I don't know why, but he suddenly took a liking to my shop.
They tried all sorts of methods to get me to take action.
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