Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

  Chapter 4220 What kind of president is it, isn’t it fragrant to set up a stall? (twenty four)

  He Jianhui at this time, in fact, can't sit still.

  He wants to collect information about Yujia and Gujia as soon as possible, and analyze the most advantageous way to deal with these two.

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  Su Qiao looked at both sides of the street full of small stalls, her face turned black.

   "Little four, it’s all you. It’s not dark any day, and it’s still early. The night market is only set up after 7 o’clock. It’s good now, and all the good spots are gone."

  In fact, she was not too late. She got some food at five o'clock, changed into white sportswear, and dragged her desk and chair with a trailer, as well as billboards and goods.

  It’s just that she came early, and others came earlier than her, and they came over at four o’clock to occupy the land.

   "Hey eh? How are you doing this?"

   "I am the door of a shop, you put it here, how can I do business?"

  Su Qiao turned his head and took a look.

  Behind is a two-fronted clothing store, the windows are all glass, you can see all kinds of clothes inside.

  "Then I moved to the head office, right?" Su Qiao moved the table and stool to the side.

  In fact, she had already seen it before, and it was not placed right in front of the store door, it was just on the side, leaving enough way in.

  However, this is in front of other people's shop, he said you blocked, you have to move.

  The thin man waved his hand a little impatiently: "No way, no way, you are still too close to my door, it will affect the image of my shop."

  Su Qiao is a bit depressed.

  Most of the clothes you sell in this shop are low-end clothes worn by middle-aged and elderly people. Where does the image come from?

  【What kind of image is he? Isn’t it just a clothing store at the door of the vegetable market? It's a little better than a street stall. Besides, it's not placed in front of his front door. It's still far away. There are so many people around. Why should he just drive you? 】

  Su Qiao looked around.

   Indeed, there is a stall selling socks, insoles, etc. to her left.

On the right side of the    aisle, there is also a stall selling all kinds of small and big bags. Because there are so many things, the stall is quite large.

  To say that he blocked his door, the seller of the bag should block more!

   "I guess it's a stranger to see me."

   "Forget it, don't know him, we are here to set up a street stall, and make money in harmony."

  Su Qiao put the table and stool on the trailer again, ready to go to his place again.

  The aunt selling socks next to this saw this, and quietly pulled her shirt sleeves: "Little girl, are you new here?"

  Su Qiao nodded.

The aunt quietly glanced at the clothing store owner, then moved her finger towards Su Qiao Mo, and hinted: "Silly girl, it's not because you blocked his way and affected his business, but because you didn't tell him. Means."

   "If you want to put it here in the future, bring him a pack of cigarettes every day. He promises that he won't drive you again, and it won't be too expensive. Ten yuan is enough."

  Su Qiao was a little puzzled: "Isn’t the booth fee already charged?"

  The booth fee is collected by the market uniformly, and each booth is eight yuan per night.

  "The booth fee is the booth fee, this is this kind of, if you want to find a good location, if you want a good business, you have to do this."

   Aunt shook her head, her face was calm, as if she had become accustomed to it.

   "Understood." In short, I can't escape the word ‘profit’.

  There is no benefit, people just ask you for trouble and don’t give you convenience.

  The owner of the clothing store saw her drowsy and didn't leave for a long time. He felt even more upset. He lifted her small stool and threw it on the trailer.

  (End of this chapter)