When Feng Ye took out the money and returned it to Xiao Zhaojun, everyone at the stall was stunned.
How come it was returned so quickly?
"Didn't you buy anything?" Xiao Zhaojun asked after regaining his senses.
Feng Ye had to give another explanation.
"You..."
Xiao Zhaojun shook his head speechlessly, "Luckily, that boss is an honest man, otherwise you would be in big trouble, and you might have lost all that money."
Feng Xuan interjected, "This boss is really kind. He not only reminded us, but also only accepted a deposit of 1,000 yuan."
"So, is the matter of the shop now settled?"
"Yes, that's about it. Mr. Xu has already reached an agreement, and we're just waiting for him to prepare the documents for the transfer."
"Even though it's settled, I still want to give you some advice."
"Think it over carefully, don't act impulsively and regret it later."
"If you regret it now, you'll only lose a thousand dollars, which you can earn back in a few days with your abilities."
"But if you've already spent all 55,000, there's no going back."
"Also, go back and talk to your family properly. Don't let these three shops cause chaos at home."
Xiao Zhaojun spoke at length with great earnestness.
"I've thought it through very carefully. I'm sure I'll make money, and I won't regret it," Feng Ye said firmly.
Feng Xuan added, "We have considered it carefully. There are definitely risks, but the opportunity is rare and we don't want to miss it."
Ah-chan firmly stated, "I trust Ye-ge's judgment; I'll do whatever he does."
"That's good. You're responsible for your own decisions."
Xiao Zhaojun nodded and said no more.
As time went on, more and more people came, and the market became increasingly lively and noisy.
Even the sound of someone speaking might not be heard if the distance is slightly too far or the voice is too soft.
The market stalls were filled and then empty, and the seafood vendors came and went.
The vendors and customers came and went, wave after wave.
The remaining eight large fish on the Rising Sun have been cleared out, and Feng Ye has earned another 421 yuan.
Only five of the Harvest brand cigarettes remained unsold at the stall.
However, it's still early; there's about an hour before the market closes at 6 PM, so there's still a chance.
"I'm going out for some fresh air."
Bored standing behind the stall, Feng Ye, with nothing to do, threw out a remark and walked out of the market.
The market was filled with the fishy smell of seafood, but once I stepped outside and breathed in the fresh air, I felt instantly refreshed.
The area outside the market was also quite lively, bustling with people and cars, and there were plenty of stalls and vendors.
Some people, not wanting the market to take a cut, set up their seafood stalls on the roadside in front of the market to sell.
However, not many people stopped to look at the goods, since there were more choices in the market and they could better meet the needs.
After strolling around for a while, Feng Ye saw the breakfast vendors and couldn't help but feel a little hungry.
He randomly picked a stall selling steamed buns and mantou, bought five buns, and started eating them as he walked.
Just as I reached the door, I was bumped by someone in a hurry, and the steamed bun in my hand slipped from my grasp and fell to the ground.
"you……"
Just as Feng Ye was about to lose his temper, he realized that the man was Jinghong's purchasing manager, Fatty Nie, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.
"Manager Nie, what are you rushing off to?"
"Oh, Mr. Feng, it's you! That's wonderful!"
Fatty Nie was overjoyed, then said apologetically, "Sorry, I was in a bit of a rush just now. I'll buy you a few more."
"Forget it, there's no need to waste money. We can still eat it after removing the dirty parts."
Feng Ye picked up the steamed bun and looked at it; it was only slightly dusty.
As he peeled off the dirty outer layer, he asked, "What do you need me for?"
"President Qin instructed me to come to the market to buy fish from you at dawn, but I overslept and got a bit anxious. It's so good to see you now; I can finally complete my task."
"I see. That's unfortunate, my fish were already sold."
"Oh? It's sold!"
Fatty Nie looked disappointed.
"Mr. Qin is really something. He was the one who reminded us to come to the market to sell fish yesterday afternoon. Why didn't he give us a heads-up? I could have kept the fish for myself."
Feng Ye complained, half-jokingly.
Fatty Nie put on a bitter face again: "There's nothing else, you should be able to find it at other stalls."
"It's because President Qin said you have a particularly large red jasmine, weighing over 200 jin, and he insisted that I buy it."
"Now that's a problem, where am I supposed to find it?"
He paused, then looked at Feng Ye hopefully: "Mr. Feng, is it possible to find the person who bought your fish? It's okay if it costs more money..."
Feng Ye spread his hands: "Then there's nothing I can do. That person has been gone for two or three hours."
"Damn it, how could I have overslept?"
As he spoke, with a loud "smack," Fatty Nie slapped himself hard across the face.
"Manager Nie, blaming yourself won't help. You'd better go in and check; there's not much time left before the market closes."
"Yes, yes, I'll go in first..."
Fatty Nie hurriedly walked into the market.
Feng Ye watched Fatty Nie's departing figure and shook his head.
He genuinely didn't understand what Qin Aijun was up to, why he insisted on sending Fatty Nie to the market to buy things.
It would be as simple as saying a word, and he would deliver the fish to your door.
"Perhaps it was because Hao Aiguo was present at the time?"
He made his own guess, unsure if he was right, and walked into the market while munching on a steamed bun.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
