Guoguo covered her mouth and chuckled behind her back.
As expected, the young lady is the most formidable.
In fact, Wan Fugui had always been a wild child in the village, and Wan Sanliang had left him to his own devices. When he first met An Yuan'er, he simply thought the girl was as beautiful as a fairy. Boys always have a desire to conquer, and he felt that he had to make the beautiful girl like him.
So when they first met, Wan Fugui was a bit frivolous. Relying on his popularity with the girls in the village, he showed some cleverness and pride in front of An Yuan'er.
To his surprise, An Yuan'er rejected him mercilessly, saying that the boy she liked was many, many times more handsome than him. Although, to this day, Wan Fugui has never met the man An Yuan'er was talking about.
Later, this fairy-like beautiful girl took him out of the village, taught him, let him manage the shop, and occasionally cared about Wan Fugui's daily life. Gradually, Wan Fugui wanted to prove to An Yuan'er that he could do very well.
Today, after losing, Wan Fugui gradually pondered that title, "Sister?"
He had no older sister, and no one was ever willing to teach him.
"Sister" is such a magical title. It was around this time that Wan Fugui's attitude towards An Yuan'er changed.
After the competition, Wan Fugui accepted that he had lost.
He hadn't felt thirsty before, but now he felt incredibly thirsty. He looked at the teacup that An Yuan'er had placed on the table, but she hadn't drunk from it!
He casually picked up the tea on the table and gulped it down.
An Yuan'er's expression changed; there were still accounts written on the cup lid!
Fortunately, Wan Fugui was in such a hurry that he didn't look closely at the lid.
“This is top-quality pre-rain Longjing tea, and you’ve ruined it like this.” An Yuan’er looked regretful.
Guoguo and she worked well together. Taking advantage of a break, Guoguo said, "I'll go and get Miss and Manager Wan another pot of tea. This tea has gone cold."
Guoguo then took the teacup away.
An Yuan'er breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, she hadn't been exposed. If she had, she would have been incredibly embarrassed!
An Yuan'er won the match, and Wan Fugui accepted An Yuan'er's explanation.
The prices at Liyuan Grain Store have returned to normal grain prices, and there is no longer any blind promotion of "sky-high rice prices".
As Liyuan Grain Store withdrew from the competition for "sky-high priced rice," the price of grain at Dongcheng Street Grain Store also began to fall.
The "sky-high price of rice" is just a passing fad; it won't last.
Wan Fugui gradually realized that this was just a trap set by the grain store on Dongcheng Street. For a new store, reputation is very important. If Liyuan Grain Store were to compete head-on with the store on Dongcheng Street by raising rice prices, the shallow-rooted Liyuan Grain Store would eventually be defeated.
Old shops still have a chance to revive, while new shops will only gradually be forgotten and withdraw from the competition.
This kind of desperate, all-or-nothing approach was too insidious. Later, An Yuan'er found out from Shuangshuang that the Fuxing Grain and Oil Store in Dongcheng was owned by An Piao'er's uncle. With that, things became much easier to understand.
An Piao'er was afraid that An Yuan'er would win against her, so she took precautions in advance. As for whether the methods were underhanded or not, An Piao'er didn't care at all.
When Wan Fugui realized he had been tricked, he was furious. His competitive spirit kicked in again, and he devoted even more energy to running the shop.
Two weeks later.
When An Yuan'er came to inspect the store, she was relieved to have Wan Fugui around, and business improved considerably in the past two weeks.
She was just about to praise Fugui'er when, unexpectedly, the guy mysteriously pulled An Yuan'er aside to whisper something.
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