Murder is illegal. It is obvious that there are many people in this crowd who know the law. Just when the rich man was about to die and go to meet his eighteenth generation ancestor, everyone stopped with a tacit understanding. Xiaojunjun does not like people who commit crimes, let alone I don't like murderers. For Xiao Junjun, I can only wrong myself.
Seeing crazy fans who are much more violent than himself, Wang Busui is very glad that apart from using his future wife's portrait as a free advertisement for his products, there is no other way to offend these people. Besides, Xiao Junjun is still his. Girlfriend, using your girlfriend’s portrait to advertise your products is only your own housework, and no one else has the right to take care of it. Moreover, Xiaojunjun also admitted that his products are delicious. He himself has not committed any crime or fraud, so naturally he does not deceive the public consumers. These Zhang Jingjun fans cannot be angry.
Seeing everyone being so violent, Boss Wang, Liu Mei and others felt a little bit in their hearts, and they were very glad that they didn't get into a fight just now and think about using violence to solve the problem. Otherwise, my result will probably be no better than that poor rich man, or it may be even worse.
Everyone had finished venting, and Wang Busheng had a charming smile on his face, "Everyone, this is all a misunderstanding. Now that we have said it, should everyone go back to their homes to find their own mothers? I will also open the door for business."
Nearly 10,000 taels of debt were incurred for no reason. Thinking about Wang Bu's death, he felt a lot of pressure. He was debt-free and owed money to others. His heart ached and his body ached and he couldn't even eat. Finding ways to earn money to pay off the debt was the top priority. ,
"Leave, why are we leaving?" The visitor was also confused.
A very old man walked up, his steps staggering. Wang Busheng was very worried that this man suddenly couldn't breathe and had an accident in his shop. Then his family sued him to the government, saying that it was in his shop. The air is not up to standard and the elderly become ill and must pay compensation.
After coughing a few times, what Wang Busheng was worried about did not happen. The old man said, "Shopkeeper, you are polite. I am old and incompetent. He is the president of Xiaojunjun Global Fan Club Songjiang Prefecture Branch. This time we are here to welcome you." The store is just to try the snacks that Xiaojunjun said are delicious. If Xiaojunjun likes things, as fans, we will naturally like them. If Xiaojunjun supports things, we must support them even more."
Pointing to the demolished door, Wang Bushu asked, "You didn't demolish my shop by smashing, looting, and burning."
"Ahem." The old man was a little embarrassed. He was probably a scholar and had a thin skin. He explained, "This is all a misunderstanding. Maybe everyone was a little excited and acted a little violently. I accidentally hurt the shopkeeper's items in the store. I'll give it to you here." I can’t apologize.”
Hearing the old man's words, Wang Busui felt relieved. He hurriedly stopped the old man. After so many years, he still had to challenge the difficult action of bending and bowing. Could it be that the old man had lived enough, and before he died, he still wanted to make another fortune for future generations.
"Old man, please don't do it. How can I bear it?"
Of course, the old man is just pretending. When he was young, he didn't know how to take care of his body. When he is old, his whole body is full of diseases, and it is a bit difficult to bend down and bow.
"As for the shopkeeper's loss, I heard that the Li family mansion outside the city is undergoing expansion and renovation, and many doors have been replaced. The shopkeeper will go take a look and see if there is anything suitable."
"Well, okay, I guess the Songjiang branch of Xiaojunjun Global Fan Club is just a non-governmental organization. It doesn't have much funds for activities, and not everyone is a rich man who is willing to bear this part of the loss. I don't know if the rich man is okay. "Do you still remember your promise?" Wang Busheng was very worried.
The matter was resolved satisfactorily, except that Wang Busheng lost a door and four tiles, everything was still very good.
The old man continued to ask, "Shopkeeper, I wonder if there are still the snacks that Xiao Junjun mentioned in the store. I want to buy ten pounds."
"Plop!" Wang Busheng knelt down. These sugar bean and sesame balls, wife cakes, and Yuhuang Crisps were first heard of that someone bought them by the pound.
"Yes, yes, ten pounds, right, no problem."
"I want it too, I want twenty pounds."
"I want thirty pounds"
"I want a hundred pounds"
"I want them all"
"This, this, this, are you dreaming?" Wang Bushi silently looked at his pretty face in disbelief. He was not stupid enough to pinch himself to prove the reality of the scene in front of him.
"You can have it, you can have it as much as you want." Wang Bushu was filled with joy. He liked such wealthy customers the most, so Wang Bushid decided not to let them lose the door and tiles.
"Give it to me first, give it to me first,"
"Give it to me first, I came first"
Well, this is the rhythm of getting rich. Sure enough, good people are rewarded. God opened his eyes.
Soon Wang Busheng was surrounded by everyone, and the miserable president was hit by someone who didn't know how to look at him. He fell to the ground, and soon there were countless footprints on his body.
It is better for older people to just stay at home. The society is too chaotic, and it is not good to have no one to help them when they bump into each other.
"It's all there, it's all there, everyone has it, don't worry." Wang Bu Shou shouted, calling Liu Mei and others to move the products from the backyard, and Boss Wang and others went to help.
"Don't crowd, everyone. There will be jelly beans and sesame dough wife cakes."
Obviously everyone understands the first-come-first-served principle, so they push forward as much as possible, for fear of falling behind and not getting something for themselves. I'm sorry, Xiaojunjun.
Upon seeing this, Leng Bingbing came to Wang Busheng's side. His eyes only glanced at everyone present, and the crowd quickly became quiet again.
“Get in line”
As soon as Leng Bingbing finished speaking, everyone was like a well-trained pet dog, queuing up in a well-behaved manner. Even if an unruly person came in front of them, they did not say anything.
Faced with a fierce man who always likes to shoot arrows, everyone is still willing to live in peace and shop in a civilized way.
Wang Busheng didn't go out to watch, but the queue was very long. According to some neighbors' chats, the queue was several hundred meters long and could not be seen to the end.
Because there were too many customers and the purchases were huge, Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu were also called over, and together with Leng Bingbing were responsible for sales and bagging, while Wang Bushi and others were responsible for continuing production. As for what to eat and what to do, it is said that the injured white cat and black dog volunteered and took the initiative to take on the task of transporting goods. From the yard to the front hall, well, it is dozens of meters long. tired.
In line with the principle of not wasting a waste, Xiao Zhuzhu was also used and was responsible for lighting the fire and adding firewood.
It was already autumn, and the sky was slightly cooler, so I didn't feel hot sitting by the fire. The role of silver was not only to make the ghost grind, but also to make the king happy.
If nothing else goes wrong, today's turnover will be able to pay off half of his debt. If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before he becomes the richest man in Songjiang Prefecture.
Wang Busui has always kept a low profile. After all, he has no official position and no power. In this era where officials are everything, there is no private property protection law. It is very difficult for people without official rights to protect their property. It's difficult, but now that I have two sisters, Zhang Jingjun and Zhang Jinghui, I believe no one would dare to try to touch the tiger's beard of Zhang Donkey, a British male who likes to kill people. Therefore, he doesn't mind others knowing that he has money.
His products are selling well, and he is not afraid of jealousy or retaliation.
People are like this. They always have the habit of following the crowd. When they see people queuing up, after asking about the products they are selling, some people with extra money always want to give it a try and join the queuing up. As a result, there are more and more people. Later, not only Not only Zhang Jingjun’s fans came, but Liang Chaoxian’s fans also came, and ordinary people who were not star-struck also came.
As a result, everyone was even busier, from morning to dusk. Only after a satisfactory number of customers left did everyone have a rest.
After a day of non-stop work, even the martial arts master Leng Bingbing was tired. Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu were only responsible for packaging, and it was said that their hands were worn out.
Because everyone was really tired and had earned a lot of money, Wang Busheng did not let Liu Mei continue to work on dinner. Instead, he went to a nearby tavern and ordered a table of dishes to reward everyone.
It was another warm night with wine and food. However, it was obvious that everyone's desire for wine was much less than that for food. Everyone was busy eating food, and no one could care about drinking.
Leng Bingbing and other women also made an exception and sat with everyone to eat together, without sharing separate tables. Sitting next to Wang Bu Si, Wang Bu Si took some dishes that my husband usually likes to eat, of course they are all meat.
The rich man once said that as a man, if you don't drink, you might as well cut yourself off and become a eunuch, so Wang Bushi worked hard to make himself drink a little every night. After all, the only people who can afford to drink these days are rich people, so Wang Bushi Immortality is intended to be one of them.
It's just that Wang BuSheng doesn't like wine very much. This liquor is similar to beer in the 21st century. After drinking it, Wang BuShi actually got a little heady.
Looking at Leng Bingbing beside him, he put his arm on Leng Bingbing's shoulder dishonestly.
Leng Bingbing was slightly startled, but did not push away Wang Busui's hand. Because of the scene in the morning, Leng Bingbing no longer felt shy in front of Wang Busui.
After taking a mouthful of meat, Wang Bu Shi asked, "Sister Leng, how much did we earn today?"
Leng Bingbing was prepared and took out the bill, only to see the sales volume of various products clearly written on it. To Wang Bu's surprise, the wife cake, which had just been put on the market recently, surpassed the old product jelly beans and became today's sales champion. Sure enough, there are a lot of singles these days.
After a rough calculation, today's turnover is nearly 10,000 taels. After excluding one-third of the cost, it is still a net profit of 6,700 taels. Then I will give everyone the dividends they deserve. There are almost more than two thousand taels, because the rich party has left, so naturally his dividends become Wang Busidian's.
After eating and drinking, it is natural to divide the spoils, no, the money.
Because Liu Mei was the first to join Wang Busui's team, and was responsible for the most core skills, Liu Mei also received the most dividends, followed by skilled workers such as Boss Wang, followed by White Cat, Black Dog, Xiaohong, Xiaolu and others. Jinghao is a family doctor, Wang Busheng is only responsible for taking care of food and housing, and she does not get any dividends. Jinghao belongs to the category of receiving a share of money for one job.
Because Liu Mei was already a rich person, she didn't react much to the loss of nearly seven thousand taels, so she wasn't too excited when she took the dividends given by Wang Busheng. However, because of their unique appearance, Boss Wang and others walked to the street. It always arouses the attention of the people, so they rarely go out, and have no place to spend money. Moreover, they are still young and have no needs in men. Their young masters also take care of food, housing and clothing. Naturally, the value of money lies in them. My heart is not high.
But White Cat and Black Dog are not the same. They are already penniless. Seeing the money is naturally like seeing the girl in the Shuangwai Wai Bath House. They are very excited. It is just a pity that after deducting yesterday's medicine After paying the fee, the two of them received only a few dozen taels of silver. The debts in the bathhouse were not enough. Well, they should take good care of themselves in the past few days and fight again in the future.
Xiao Hong and Xiao Lu also received basic wages, which was just that much money a month. There was no such thing as more reward for more work. However, Wang Busheng still gave them some extra silver. After all, they were the people around his third wife, so they had to please them. It's still necessary.
Fifty taels of silver notes per person were stuffed into the hands of the two of them, and the two of them naturally took it unceremoniously. Looking at the chubby little faces of the two girls, it was probably due to the effect of alcohol. Wang Busui was so shameless. He pinched their faces and said with a smile, "Little Red and Little Green have grown up. Which brother has you fallen in love with? Tell the young master that he will help you propose marriage tomorrow."
Click, ouch, Wang Bushi was shot.
