"Don't worry, I've told Qian Song about this. He said he doesn't have to worry about the customer's affairs. He will come here in a few days. Anyway, he will definitely make money."

"Qian Song, Qian Song, I think you were hooked by him and talked about this person in my ear every day. Could he be Sun Wukong, who grabbed a handful of hair and blew it out and then turned into a hundred people to buy our things?"

"Then tell me what can I do? Don't you have to wait for him to come?"

"Oh, that's all I can do." Lady Luo Shizhong sighed.

So, where is Qian Song? How sure is he to make Luo Shizhong's family business better?

Luo Shizhong was not satisfied with his heart, so he immediately took out his mobile phone and connected with Qian Song video.

When the phone was connected, Qian Song was at work. When he saw him, he frowned: "What's the matter? Is the store in the door head ready?"

Luo Shizhong: "Installation."

"Then you hold your phone and shake it to me with your camera."

Luo Shizhong responded, picked up his cell phone, took a look at the situation in the store, and asked him to look at the two decoration workers who were installing the door.

Qian Song nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that it can be installed today. Well, it's good. The decoration in your store is very tasteful. Although the cheapest material used is the cheapest material, it finally looks high-end. It can be seen that the decoration now is not about piled up materials, but about having a sense of design."

Luo Shizhong: "But Qian Song, except for a few mountain people coming to get medicine for medical treatment, there is no customer here. Who are you selling so many goods?"

Qian Song scolded: "Did you buy these goods with money?"

"no."

"That's all. The goods are from my store and you will pay for them after you sell them. If you return the goods backlog to me, then why are you in a hurry?"

"Aren't I panic when I see so many basic goods? Yes, yes, even if I didn't spend a penny on this matter from beginning to end, I spent a lot of energy. If I ended up losing money, I would have lost a lot of time."

"Ha, you're talking about the cost of time to me." Qian Song snorted: "If you are not satisfied, you can withdraw now. I'll ask someone to take away the goods and container booths, so I'll have some money for decoration. Luo Shizhong, don't think I'm not going to leave you. There are a lot of poor households in your village, and some are willing to cooperate with me. If you leave you, Luo Butcher still eats a pig with hair?"

When did Luo Shizhong be scolded like this when he was so angry that he wanted to hang up the phone?

Qian Song: "By the way, Luo Shizhong, why don't you wear Hanfu?"

Luo Shizhong was in a bad mood: "That thing is too generous and uncomfortable to wear, and there is no way to work, so I don't wear it anymore."

"That won't work, you have to wear it." Qian Song interrupted him.

Luo Shizhong: "I just don't wear it, can you keep it?"

"That's your personal image, you have to manage it well." Qian Song knew that he had a little stiff attitude towards the old man just now, so he comforted him for a long time and finally said, "Don't worry, it's summer vacation next week, I will go to W City. Then you can wait to count the money, and see my methods."

"What can you do? If you really have a way, you can bring me a hundred guests over. What is the effect of just yelling at me?"

Qian Song: "You are the boss. Shouldn't you find a way without customers?"

"I think of any way to open this store, but you said, or if you take away everything, I will still be my doctor."
Chapter completed!