Zhou Yian thought quickly and remembered the pile of colorful things that Song Songbai brought back yesterday. In an instant, he felt righteous.
"I want to return it!" She put her hands on her hips and scolded Cheng Fei, "Do you think those things from yesterday were good-looking?"
"Isn't it pretty? What's wrong with it?" Cheng Fei didn't know what she was angry about. Weddings are all about these things. Although he made a little more money because Song Songbai didn't bargain, the things he sold were all good. "We don't take returns."
Zhou Yian choked. It seemed that this was the aesthetic standard in this era. How could she find a way to give others a better deal?
Although she has the intention to bargain, she doesn't have the skills to do so.
Song Songbai sat on the stool, looking at the parts of the radio while watching her bargaining fiercely, with a smile in his eyes, so cute.
There's no point in bargaining, they're in control of the seller's market, so there's no trouble selling meat now.
"Forget it, let's give me ten pounds." Zhou Yian said in a dull voice, feeling sorry for his clumsy bargaining.
She was such a big customer! Even Cheng Fei and his team sometimes only sold a dozen or twenty kilograms. She was so forthright that Cheng Fei felt a little guilty. Her husband was their partner in the radio business.
"How about this, I'll give you 90 cents per pound. After all, we will be partners in the future." This is the same price for the downstream employees, which is also cheap.
"Okay, Brother Chengfei has a conscience." Zhou Yian was happy.
When Song Songbai heard this name, he looked up from the spare parts at Zhou Yian who was still smiling, frowned slightly, and thought about what was wrong with her. He took note of her one by one in his mind.
Cheng Fei was also embarrassed by being called that. Although he was big and strong, no one had ever called him brother except his younger brothers and sisters. His hands that were cutting the meat began to tremble, and he couldn't help but cut a little more for her.
Zhou Yian's smile became even sweeter.
I bought meat, I bought cloth, I paid the money, and being happy is that simple.
Being unhappy was just as simple as that. Song Songbai said to Ge Qiuze with a sullen face, "These parts can be used. I'll assemble them for you when I get back."
Ge Qiuze didn't bother to pay attention to his sour face. It wasn't like his wife could just call someone brother. He just said, "Okay."
After buying the things, Zhou Yian hurried to wait outside the door. The whole room was so bright that it was really dazzling.
Not knowing whether he was glowing or not, Zhou Yian looked left and right but couldn't find it.
What's going on? Hasn't she already made it into the mainstream? Doesn't she have a camera? Why can't she shine?
Isn’t that bullying? She also wants beauty and filters.
Song Songbai came out carrying spare parts. Seeing her swaying like a fool, he ignored her and put all the things on the bicycle. "Let's go."
Zhou Yian sat on it, clueless. "Hurry up and go to the tailor shop. You said you were going this morning, but you haven't gone yet."
Song Songbai tried his best to keep his voice normal, not revealing too much anger. "Who is to blame then?"
Blame her, okay? Sure enough, she's not gentle anymore after getting married. Zhou Yian cried in her heart.
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