Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Big Shot
Chapter 4223

What Kind of CEO? Wouldn't Running a Street Stall Be Better? (28)

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"Don't look at how gentle and polite he is. He dared to save me and still sits in the position he is in today. He is not a soft-hearted person."

Third Brother Li is grateful to He Jianhui, but also afraid.

First, He Jianhui knows a lot of people, all kinds of people, and second, He Jianhui is very rich.

If people really want to deal with them, they won't take action personally. They just need to provide some money or give enough benefits to some people, and the matter can be handled properly without getting involved.

His wife quickly covered her mouth. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. We are doing such a small business, how dare I provoke them?"

On the side of the road, He Jianhui pulled Su Qiao aside and put a small leather bag into her hand. "I bought you two parking spaces in the underground parking lot and assigned you two cars to make it easier for you to go out. Here are the keys, please keep them."

"In addition, I have contacted the best security company in the country and hired four top security personnel to protect you around."

The car Su Qiao was originally going to be bought and could be accepted, but the bodyguard didn't want it.

However, just as she was about to speak, He Jianhui had already spoken first.

"Don't worry, I have already said hello to them. They will only be around to protect you secretly and will not appear in front of you to disturb you unless necessary."

"It's not necessary." Su Qiao feels that there are always people around him, which always makes him feel a little unfree.

"I think it's very necessary." He Jianhui was very insistent on this matter.

He originally thought four were not enough, but he knew her temperament and was afraid that he would be disgusted, so he could only find the four top ones first!

"Okay, okay, you go quickly, don't delay my business." Su Qiao knew that this matter was not negotiable, so she could only give up and shoo him away like a fly.

He Jianhui is almost autistic.

She ignored orders worth tens of millions and came here to set up a street stall and do small business. She is probably the only such weird person in the world!

However, he had nothing to do with her and could only continue to worry about her.

Returning to the stall, Su Qiao continued to sit on the small bench, playing with her goods while looking at how the people around her were selling their goods.

The aunt selling socks nearby came over and said, "Little girl, was that your brother just now?"

"Does he work for some foreign company? I think your family's conditions are not bad, so why are you here setting up a street stall?"

He Jianhui Wearing a suit and glasses, he does look like a senior executive of a foreign company.

Su Qiao nodded. "It's just a distant cousin. The money he earns belongs to him, but it cannot become mine."

The aunt smiled, "That's true, you little girl is quite sensible."

"By the way, these are trinkets you sell, right? Why don't you shout?"

Su Qiao scratched his head, then raised his head and looked around.

Do you need to shout when setting up a street stall?

The aunt thought she was trying to save face, "Actually, you don't have to be afraid. No matter how you shout here, no one will laugh at you."

Su Qiao thought for a while, pointed to the flashing billboard beside the table and said, "It's useless to yell at me. I've already made a fast LED sign. You can tell at a glance."

"Your method is quite good. You can tell at a glance..."

The aunt stretched out her head and took a look at the flashing board. She was a little surprised. "580 for a pair? Why is it so expensive? Aren't you selling trinkets?"

When she looked at the Su Qiao table again, the aunt had lost her composure just now. Those pairs of beautiful little things had become a rarity in her eyes.

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