Zhuo Zhenfeng had no choice but to move behind Zhao Zitong, but his hands naturally held her slender waist.
This situation made Zhao Zitong feel like she was being cared for. It turned out that no matter how strong a woman's heart is, she also longs for a man who can protect her.
“Why do Hong Kong citizens still prefer to go to crowded wet markets when there are so many supermarkets and shopping malls?”
Different trades, different worlds.
Zhuo Zhenfeng doesn't understand a lot about this industry, but he wants to try to understand it because this is what his girlfriend wants to do.
Although he didn't really want her to do this job, the girl insisted on selling pork and vegetables and dealing with middle-aged women and uncles every day.
It's not that he looked down on this industry, he just thought it was too hard and tiring. He had suggested a long time ago that she open a beauty store, a clothing store, or something like that.
But the prerequisite for two people to be together is: respect each other's choices.
The basis for moving forward is to understand and support all decisions made by the other party.
"I think it's probably because Hong Kong people are obsessed with the word 'fresh'."
“So I want to build a supermarket that not only has the product categories that a traditional wet market has, but also tries to continuously break through into the fresh food field, even occupying the only advantage of the wet market, which is ‘freshness’.”
Zhuo Zhenfeng listened to Zhao Zitong silently. The dim light from the vegetable market shone on her excited face, and her profile looked particularly beautiful.
The market was still very noisy, but he could clearly hear his own heartbeat.
"Handsome boy, do you want to buy some ribs? Today's ribs are very beautiful, just as beautiful as your girlfriend."
"Girl, the sweet-scented osmanthus fish is very fresh, would you like to take a look?"
"Pretty girl, what vegetables do you want to buy? Water spinach, cauliflower, sweet potato leaves, lettuce or cabbage?"
"Boss, other people's pork is 25 yuan a pound, why is yours 28 yuan?"
"Jiang Jie, this is Jiangxi local pork, which is different from those big fat pigs. You get what you pay for! Our local pork tastes especially good!"
Every time he arrived at a stall, the vegetable vendors were very enthusiastic in selling their goods. The constant sounds of the vendors' shouting and the bargaining of the buyers made Zhao Zitong feel particularly cordial.
I never felt that a vegetable market could be so warm and cozy before. Maybe it’s because of my mood.
The corners of her mouth curled up, and at this moment, she felt from the bottom of her heart that this era was pretty good.
"How about it? Is there nothing suitable?" After walking around, Zhao Zitong did not talk to any vegetable vendors about the supply, but just silently memorized the prices.
"Hmm... I think I'm looking in the wrong direction. I can't find a reliable supplier just wandering around the vegetable market." Zhao Zitong pondered.
"Do you need... my help?" With the Zhuo family's connections, it is not difficult to find a supplier for a fresh food supermarket.
If he remembered correctly, his family owned a large supermarket. Although he was not interested in the family business, he was not completely ignorant of it.
Zhao Zitong shook her head. Although she agreed to try to get to know Zhuo Zhenfeng, it didn't mean that she had become love-brained.
Whenever you can solve something yourself, try not to bother others, including your boyfriend...
"Zhenfeng, just wait for me here. I'm going to talk about something." Zhao Zitong said to Zhuo Zhenfeng after he sent her to the door of ParknShop supermarket.
One second, just one second, Zhuo Zhenfeng felt a little lonely.
Am I being buried by my girlfriend
Remember when we were dating in college, which girlfriend didn’t want to show off herself to everyone
Qian Zhaoming was also a little surprised when he saw Zhao Zitong. Didn’t he tell her the supplier’s information and contact details last time? Why did she come to him again
But this little girl always brought a lot of expensive gifts every time she came, and there was nothing wrong with her treatment of people. Instead, people seemed to be looking forward to her coming.
"Brother Qian, I have to trouble you again. Because our store is small, we don't get much goods. Those big suppliers don't look down on our small temple. I want to take a ride."
Zhao Zitong did not beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose.
How can I get the most affordable supply price
The answer is of course that more quantity means better prices. Wholesale is definitely much cheaper than retail.
The price you can get from a large and stable supermarket is definitely much cheaper than getting it yourself.
This was Zhao Zitong's idea. He asked the supplier to take himself along when delivering goods to ParknShop Supermarket. This would save him both trouble and money.
Qian Zhaoming was stunned.
This Zhao Zitong is a smart person. With such an active mind, it would be a waste of talent if he didn't do business.
Although this matter seems a bit borderline, in the business world, people who are good at adapting, or even taking advantage of loopholes, tend to do better than those who are down-to-earth, honest, and follow the rules.
Seeing Qian Zhaoming hesitate, Zhao Zitong added, "Brother Qian, don't worry, I won't reduce your share."
Qian Zhaoming was stunned again.
I have never seen a girl who can talk about gift-giving so naturally and fluently. She is so active in thinking and thick-skinned. Qian Zhaoming would not believe that Zhao Zitong could not make a name for herself.
Qian Zhaoming smiled brighter than a sunflower. The purchasing people are all shrewd people. If there is no benefit, no one will help you like this even if they are great friends.
Unless you are his closest relative, of course.
After dealing with him several times, Qian Zhaoming had no doubt about Zhao Zitong's generosity, and he would definitely not be stingy this time. Dealing with such a direct person was straightforward and frank.
Qian Zhaoming nodded almost without hesitation.
Zhao Zitong breathed a sigh of relief. He had finally settled the supplier, but before he could even finish his sigh, he received a call from Li Guoqiang:
"Ms. Zhao, please come quickly. Someone is here to collect protection money." Li Guoqiang's voice was urgent on the phone.
Protection fee
Oh my god!
Zhao Zitong held his forehead with his hand. The store hasn't even opened yet and they're already collecting protection money.
It's easy to make money from Hong Kong citizens, and the Hong Kong underworld is really rampant. I hope the protection money won't be too exaggerated, otherwise it will be a real headache.
At this moment, Zhao Zitong missed the business environment in mainland China.
At least after so many years of "cracking down on gangs and eliminating evil", there is no such thing as blatantly collecting protection fees from merchants!
"Oh..." Zhao Zitong let out a long sigh.
"What's wrong? Did the talk go wrong?" Zhuo Zhenfeng's hand gently swept across Zhao Zitong's face, landed beside her ear, and gently helped her tidy up the scattered hair.
"The talks went smoothly, but we encountered some troubles in the store." Zhuo Zhenfeng's fingertips gently slid across her cheek and stopped at her red ears.