Xu Weiqing sneered, "Gossip!"
She turned around and grabbed her bag to leave, and she only took one foot when she heard a loud 'plop'. Xu Weiqing tripped over the threshold and fell firmly to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
Manager Wang's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Song Yaoyao with a little more fear.
Huo Jiu who walked in took out a black card and put it on the counter.
Then he bent slightly towards Song Yaoyao, "Sorry Miss Song, I'm late. I just contacted the person in charge of this store, so I wasted a little time." He said softly: "But you don't have to worry now, from now on After that, the shop is yours."
"Huh?" Song Yaoyao tilted her head, "What did you do?"
Huo Jiu smiled, "I didn't do anything, I just revealed a few words to my husband, and then my husband bought this store for you."
Xu Weiqing, who just got up, was amused, "Acquisition? It's so easy to say, what about making a TV series?"
After the words fell, Store Manager Wang's cell phone rang, and she picked up the phone and said a few words in a hurry.
Then, together with the shop assistants, they bent down towards Song Yaoyao.
Shouted loudly: "Hi Boss!"
Xu Weiqing was about to vomit blood, and her knees and palms were scratched, but these were nothing compared to the shock in her heart.
Tang Xinrou laughed out loud, feeling better in her heart.
"Hahahaha! Yaoyao, congratulations, you are now the boss~~"
Song Yaoyao was speechless, her eyelashes were curved, and the stars in her eyes were shining brightly.
The dimples sank deeply, "Brother why suddenly—"
Her voice was several degrees sweeter, not because of the shop, but because of this heart.
Huo Jiu never forgets Uncle Zhang's entrustment, and spares no effort to win favor for his husband.
He handed the black card to Song Yaoyao.
"Miss Song, this is from your husband. I don't know how much money is in it, but I do know that this is your master card!"
Hurry up, get excited!
Song Yaoyao held the black card, feeling a little hot.
She thought of the ubiquitous antique ornaments of the Huo family, all of which were priceless. It is said that the Huo family also has a huge warehouse. The concubine's couch in the greenhouse last time was moved out of the warehouse after Uncle Zhang said.
He also told her that if she wanted something, she could go to the warehouse and take out what she liked. Otherwise, if you put it inside, it will be dust.
Song Yaoyao was already rich enough in her previous life, but compared with the Huo family—
Forget it, no comparison.
There is no comparison.
Xu Weiqing couldn't listen anymore, her face was hot, as if she had been slapped several times, and ran away in despair.
Tang Xinrou still didn't forget to remind her loudly, "Don't worry, Miss Xu, we won't hold grudges! There will be new ones in the store in the future, please support me a lot!!"
Xu Weiqing staggered and almost fell flat again.
She rolled her eyes angrily, and said hello! From today, this store is officially blocked by her!
She would never contribute a dime to that smelly girl's shop!
The clerks were trembling and a little apprehensive in the face of the new boss.
Being watched eagerly by them, Song Yaoyao silently put the card into her pocket, planning to return the card when she saw Huo Yunque at night.
Even with her, she doesn't need a lot of money.
"The boss, look at this skirt, do you want to wrap it up for you?"
Tang Xinrou squinted, "Wrap it up, now you know it's the boss? We were the ones who tried it first just now, but in order not to offend others, you actually acquiesced to this deformed competition method."