Xi Zhihan's store no longer sells to individual customers, but to VIP customers.
And, they deliver directly to your door.
If people come to the store to buy, it will not only cause a certain congestion, but also make it impossible for everyone to buy in time. It is better to provide door-to-door service to VIP customers.
Moreover, when selling in the store, people reported many times that the items sold were overpriced, etc., and people came to check.
Although the price of the toner is very expensive, it is clearly marked and there is no fraud. Besides, although the price of such a bottle of toner is high, is it really expensive compared to those luxury goods?
Therefore, as long as there is no deception and the price is clearly marked, there is no violation.
After a few times, Xi Zhihan was asked to directly stop sales in the store and start door-to-door delivery.
Of course, the cost of door-to-door delivery will naturally be higher. Since ancient times, wool has been produced by sheep. Naturally, these costs are borne by the customer. If it doesn't come out, it doesn't matter. There are a lot of customers who want toner anyway, so just send it to those who are willing to pay the shipping fee.
Xi Zhihan has no intention of saving money for her customers. Anyway, she just wants to buy or not. She only has toner here. If you want to buy it, you have to follow her rules, otherwise you won't be able to buy it.
There are many wealthy families in the entire West City, but only one-third of them can become Xi Zhihan's VIP customers. Even the toner supplied by Chen Mo is not enough to sell.
Even now, the number of VIP customers has not increased much. Anyone who wants to join VIP needs not only capital verification, but also a recommender.
Nowadays, many wealthy people hope to get a quota, and there is even a phenomenon of quota reselling.
Naturally, this kind of reselling of quotas rarely happens, and few people are stupid. As long as there is a quota, there is no problem in selling the toner purchased every month at double the price.
It also resulted in people trying to buy places for quotas, but few people sold the quotas.
As soon as Xi Zhihan heard that Chen Mo was at the door of the store, she rushed over in surprise and it didn't take more than twenty minutes.
"Chen Mo, you finally thought of me!" When Xi Zhihan saw Chen Mo, his resentful expression seemed like that of a resentful woman who had been abandoned, which made Chen Mo tremble.
"I just came back from a business trip, sorry!" Chen Mo smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.
Xi Zhihan rolled her eyes at Chen Mo and said, "Did you just come back from a business trip?"
"Yes!" Chen Mo said with a smile: "I knew you were anxious, so I sent you some directly."
Xi Zhihan chuckled, and then said: "You're lying! If you're worried about me, come to me first. I think you came to me because you were looking for Tingting and didn't see you."
Chen Mo was speechless and could only smile awkwardly. This woman's guess was really accurate.
"Forget it! I knew it when you looked like this." Xi Zhihan also smiled, feeling envious of Shen Tingting's best friend.
But envy is envy, and there is no red eyes or anything like that. This is also the aspect where Chen Mo is more easy-going towards Xi Zhihan.
Xi Zhihan began to greet the surrounding employees and delivered the toner sent by Chen Mo into the store.
The toners delivered to the store here have not been placed yet, but someone has already come to buy them over there.
Especially those who came, just transferred the money to Xi Zhihan, and then ran away with two bottles of toner.
Xi Zhihan's stores are actually not open. They are all in VIP mode. They basically deliver goods to your door, and there are relatively few people picking up the goods. Like today, it is really rare.
Later, many people came again, all coming to buy toner. Seeing Xi Zhihan surrounded by people, they didn't come forward to say anything.
When he saw that the things in the car were unloaded, he said hello to her, then turned around and left.
I can't help here, so it's better to leave.
When leaving the West Market, Chen Mo called Shen Tingting again, but the phone was still turned off. He could only shake his head. It seemed that this woman had really forgotten everything and only focused on work.
Drive and go home directly.
The distance from Xishi to Chenjiacun is more than two hours.
Chen Mo stepped on the accelerator and headed straight back to Chenjia Village without stopping at all.
Every time he returned to Chenjiacun, Chen Mo felt inexplicably at ease. It was like entering a quiet harbor, and my mind calmed down.
It’s not that you have high strength and can travel around the world every day, but as a person, there is a place in your heart, a harbor that belongs to him, which can stabilize you, rely on you, comfort your soul, and also allow busy people to have a good time. Take a break.
"You coward, you still know how to come back!" When my mother saw Chen Mo, she slapped him on the back, threw the food in her hand to the ground, plucked his ears, and muttered , pulling him into the yard.
Mom really wouldn't be like this usually, but this time Chen Mo said she would leave for a few days, but she disappeared without a trace for more than ten days and couldn't be contacted by phone. Naturally, she was very worried.
When I saw Chen Mo come back today, I suddenly felt very happy. I didn't know how to express my feelings, so I just used to pull my ears to vent some.
"Ah! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Chen Mo got out of the car, thinking that his mother would greet him warmly, but it turned out to be such a warm welcome, which made him feel depressed.
Moreover, as a cultivator, his physical fitness is naturally not very high. His mother would pull his ears without pain, but she would pretend to do so, otherwise she would never let go.
As he walked home, he shouted loudly: "Daddy, come out quickly, you worried kid is back!"
"Mom! It hurts! It hurts!" Chen Mo shouted pretendingly, and his mother's hand immediately relaxed.
But although his hands were loosened, he didn't let go: "It's okay if it hurts. I didn't even call you after I asked you to go out."
Then he turned around, ignoring Chen Mo's father coming out, and said directly: "Go and wash up first, I'll get you a bowl of noodles, fill your stomach first, and I'll make you something delicious in the evening. "
After saying that, he didn't care about Chen Mo's answer. He muttered something uneasy and went to the kitchen to get busy.
Looking at his mother's busy figure, Chen Mo rubbed his ears quietly. He didn't know why, but he also wanted his mother to tug his ears. When his mother pulled his ears, his mood would be very stable inexplicably. Very comfortable.
"Guawazi, what are you looking at where you are standing?" His father Chen Jianguo walked out of the main room and saw Chen Mo standing at the door, giggling. His face suddenly darkened and he cursed, then he wandered to the square table in the yard and sat down. Come down, take out a cigarette and put it in your mouth.
"Hehe!" Hearing his father's complaint, Chen Mo did not answer. Instead, he smiled, then walked to the Sifang table and sat down.
"Crack!" The flame ignited. Chen Mo picked up the lighter on the table, lit it and lit his father's cigarette.
My father is old, and he has developed a habit of smoking. He is also addicted to cigarettes, but he just can't quit. Therefore, Chen Mo had already taken care of his father's body, so just smoke, it would not cause any bad consequences. With him around, no nicotine is harmful.
Especially the medicinal wine he makes now, with a little bit of diluted spiritual water added, can cleanse the body of impurities and extend life, which is very good.
"You melon kid, how come you've been gone for so long and still can't get through on your phone?" His father asked Chen Mo after taking a puff of his cigarette.
"Hey!" What else could Chen Mo do besides giggle? Then he said in a confused way: "After this went out, there were some other things, so it took a little more time."
Chen Mo didn't say where he went or why he couldn't get through on the phone, he just crossed things out.
But his father nodded and didn't ask any further questions. He just wants an answer. As for what the answer is, he doesn't care. When the child grows up and has his own life, naturally he can't force anything. As long as he comes back safely, there will be no problem.
"After you have rested, I will go to your grandma's house tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to see your grandma, grandpa, and your uncles." After taking a few puffs of cigarette again, the father continued: "You can't contact them when you go out. I’ve been here several times and I’m very worried about you.”
"Yeah! I understand, I'll go take a look at that tomorrow." Chen Mo replied.
I am also a little worried about how many uncles there are in my grandma's family. I have been away for so many days, so I will naturally go and see them after I come, otherwise it really won't make sense.
The father didn't like to talk, so when he saw his baby sitting next to him, he smoked a cigarette very comfortably, with a slight smile on his face.
Chen Mo naturally knew his father's habits, so he chatted all the time. His father also answered when he wanted to, and glared when he didn't want to.
Before long, her mother took the noodles and handed them to Chen Mo: "Eat quickly! There is still more in the pot."
Chen Mo looked at the big bowl in front of him. It was bigger than his head. It was full of noodles, and the soup overflowed the edge of the bowl. It was full of his mother's love for him.
However, does Mom have any ambiguity about bowls? The one in front of her may not be called a bowl, but should be called a basin!
Chen Mo wanted to quibble, but seeing his mother looking at him kindly and his father looking at him, he felt helpless and could only pick up the chopsticks and start talking!
Hululu, hululu!
This bowl, no, this pot of soy noodles, is really delicious.
No matter how good the food you eat outside is, it’s not as delicious as what your parents cook at home. Especially this bowl of noodles, I have had the same taste since childhood. When I eat the noodles, I feel warm in my heart and feel good about going home.
"Eat quickly, there's not enough left in the pot!" Her mother Fu Huili's eyes flashed with kindness.
But Chen Mo felt full after eating more than half of it.
Although he is a cultivator and is powerful, he is also powerful in body, not in eating!
So I can’t eat anymore!
However, there is a kind of not eating enough, which is called you~ Mom, I feel like you are not eating enough.
Therefore, Fu Huili wanted to give Chen Mo another bowl. She felt that her son was hungry and thin, so it would be better to eat more.
