Chapter 4219: What kind of CEO is it? Wouldn't it be nice to set up a stall? (24)
He Jianhui At this time, I was actually a little unable to sit still.
He wanted to collect information about the Yu Family and Gu Family as soon as possible and analyze the most advantageous way to deal with them.
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Su Qiao looked at the streets full of small stalls on both sides, his face turned dark.
"Xiaosi, it's all you who said it wasn't dark yet and it was still very early. Night Market was only set up after seven o'clock. Now it's fine. All the good seats are gone."
In fact, she arrived not too late. She had made some food at five o'clock, changed into white sportswear, and used a trailer to drag her table, chairs, advertising signs, and goods out.
However, she came early, and others came earlier than her, and they came to occupy the space at four o'clock.
"Eh, eh, eh? How do you do this?"
"This is the entrance of my shop. If you put it here, how can I do business?"
Su Qiao turned around and looked.
Behind it is a clothing store with two facades. The windows are all glass, and you can see all kinds of clothes inside at a glance.
"Then shall I move to the head office here?" Su Qiao moved the table and stools to the side.
In fact, she had seen it before. It was not placed directly in front of the store, but just on the side, leaving enough way to get in.
However, this is in front of his shop, and he said that if you block it, you have to move.
The thin man waved his hand impatiently. "No, no, you are still too close to my door. It will affect the image of my store."
Su Qiao is a little depressed.
Most of the items sold in your store are low-end clothes worn by middle-aged and elderly people. Where does that come from?
[What kind of image does he have? Isn't it just a clothing store in front of the market? It's just a little better than a street stall. Besides, it's not set up right in front of his door. It's far away. There are so many people setting up next to it. Why should he just chase you away?]
Su Qiao looked around.
Indeed, there was a stall selling socks, insoles and other small items to her left.
On the right side of the passage, there is also a stall selling various small and large bags. Because there are many things, the stall is quite large.
To say that it blocked his door, the bag seller must have blocked it even more!
"I guess you are new to me."
"Forget it, I don't know him as well, we are here to set up a street stall and make money by being friendly."
Su Qiao put the table and stools back on the trailer and prepared to go to his place again.
Seeing this, the aunt selling socks next to her quietly pulled up her shirt sleeves. "Little girl, are you new here?"
Su Qiao nodded.
The aunt quietly glanced at the clothing store owner, pointed her finger at Su Qiao Mosuo, and hinted. "Silly girl, it's not because you blocked his way and affected his business, but because you didn't give him any indication."
"If you want to set up here in the future, bring him a pack of cigarettes every day and he will promise not to chase you away again. It doesn't need to be too expensive. Ten yuan is enough."
Su Qiao was a little confused. "Didn't you already pay the stall fee?"
The stall fee is charged uniformly by the market, which is eight yuan per stall per night.
"The stall fee is a stall fee, this is this. If you want to find a good location and do good business, you have to do this."
The aunt shook her head, her face calm, as if she was used to it.
"I understand." In short, there is no escape from the word 'profit'.
There is no benefit, they just want to cause trouble for you and not give you convenience.
When the owner of the clothing store saw her lingering and not leaving for a long time, he felt even more unhappy. He picked up her stool and threw it onto the trailer.