Chapter 1774

Yang Zhengxin suddenly woke up.

Don't know what time it is, the blackout curtains in the room pulled the room airtight, but the night light still shone a faint halo of light.

He blinked in confusion twice, then subconsciously took out his phone and clicked to the logistics progress page familiarly.

【Arrived at Qincheng Transfer Warehouse, is...】

Refresh.

The page remains unchanged.

Refresh again.

The page still remains unchanged!

"Oh!" He sat up with slight annoyance: "What time is it? Why hasn't it been dispatched yet?"

Looking closely again: Oh, it's only six o'clock.

But at six o'clock in the summer, the sky is already bright, if express delivery doesn't take advantage of the coolness to dispatch quickly, when will it wait?

Thinking about it, he climbed up, went out of the bedroom to the large refrigerator in his suite—

What is this?

Ice cream.

Oh, not healthy, put it outside.

What is this?

This is a drink he loved to drink before.

Not healthy, put it downstairs.

What is this? This is...

Tossing and turning for a while, feeling that there were quite a lot of things in the refrigerator, he simply opened the door and rushed downstairs: "Aunt Zhang, clean up the refrigerator in my room, take everything downstairs."

Ah?

This is headless and brainless.

But the housekeeper didn't say anything, just nodded nimbly: "Hey!"

It's just thinking about the things upstairs, she hesitated: "Yesterday, President Yang already asked us to clear his room's refrigerator once, and everything is piled in the kitchen. Now if it can't fit..."

This villa is because the location is good, convenient from Yang Zhengxin's previous school, so the family lives here.

But in fact, the footprint is very small, totaling only about a thousand square meters, the kitchen, except for the materials to be used, naturally has a number of other things that can be stored.

It just so happens that Old Yang's refrigerator has a lot of things, as well as some of President Liu's health drinks, which were packed for a while last night.

Yang Zhengxin immediately became vigilant—

What? Old Yang actually took a step ahead of him!

Hmph, he is Qiao Qiao's good brother, those things his sister sent over must be for him. Sharing 1/10 with Old Yang is fine, but if his father was so easily satisfied, how could he have asked someone to clear the refrigerator in advance?

It can be seen that the picture is very big.

He won't go anywhere today, just waiting for the express delivery at the door!

Look at the time again: At this time, Qiao Qiao should have started class, right?

He curled up on the sofa and swiped his phone, the housekeeper looked and looked, although she liked children, although she didn't know what kind of good things this father and son were looking forward to, it didn't prevent her from being slightly biased—

At this moment, Housekeeper Auntie poured him a glass of water while saying casually:

"That, our family's express delivery is generally managed by the property manager, and then sent directly to the door." Did you forget?

Yang Zhengxin's eyes widened instantly.

Yang Zhengxin's happiness and entanglement were unknown to anyone, and Song Tan was currently appeasing Boss Chang.

His roar was heard by all the workers working in the factory.

Everyone stared at the work in their hands, and didn't understand at all why this unripe corn could sell for 20 an ear.

Looking at this boss again, he doesn't look like a prodigal son.

But they didn't dare to do anything, not to mention the bright camera overhead, there were security guards guarding every line staring at them.

Everyone just wanted to earn some money, even if they peeled the corn and looked at it, what could they do? Could they sell their own for 20 too?

No such thing.

Therefore, after a short disturbance, everyone soon calmed down, but the inner fluctuations couldn't dissipate for the time being.

And here, Boss Chang wasn't happy at all because of the half corn Song Tan promised to give, but was exceptionally resentful:

"Why do you do good deeds for netizens every day?"

He leaned over and lowered his voice: "Selling for 9.9, not counting the cost of your corn, this hiring, this express box, and this express fee, including your cold storage in and out, aren't these money?"

He was extremely resentful: "Is my money not generous, or is my money not crisp? Why do you have to sell it to them every time?"

He could say that he was making a lot of money this year, and his originally generous personality became even more generous. The bonuses of the waiters in the shop now start at four digits.

Song Tan here, naturally, no matter how generous, it's not too much.

Now he got half the corn for nothing—

Not ripe, so what?

Corn shoots stir-fry, stewed soup, how can you eat it?

But the problem is, why would you rather sell it at a loss than give it to me?

Song Tan thought about it and said:

"You are my client, and the internet has always been people who support Qiao Qiao. My sister and brother have their own feedback, it should be normal, right?"

"Where is it normal?"

Boss Chang was very resentful, "You usually have good things, and you always do this special price to sell to them."

"Qiao Qiao needs careful maintenance, don't I need it?"

He was so sincere, Song Tan sighed, but just said:

"Your shop is so prosperous now, you have officially implemented the membership system, right? Do you still receive non-membership?"

Boss Chang didn't know how the topic changed to this, but it didn't prevent him from telling the truth:

"Receiving is definitely receiving, we have regular special prices in the shop, like 198 single-person set meals, and we still release a fixed quota for everyone every day."

But to say compared to before, there is indeed a gap.

Of course, members only distinguish between this kind of boutique ingredients, and ordinary ones are still received as usual.

But now that the name is outside, everyone comes, mostly wanting to eat something good.

Boss Chang finished speaking simply, and Song Tan laughed: "But even if you launch those limited quotas every day, 198 a meal, the number of workers willing to spend this money is limited, right?"

This cannot be denied, Boss Chang nodded.

"So," Song Tan laughed, "I also occasionally open quotas at special prices, giving more ordinary people a chance to try. Let them know that there are really good things in the world."

"Life is very hard, having some hope makes it seem happy."

Although it's a bit hard to snatch, the opportunity is many.

Boss Chang's eyes widened: "Just for this?"

"Just for this." Song Tan said very casually.

She had various reasons at the beginning.

Afraid that things would only be sold to one person, monopoly is not good.

And planning ahead, worried that different sales channels might be restricted one day.

But now that money has been earned, and there is no need to worry in the future, increasing the frequency of this special price is partly because the time and place are suitable, and partly because of this.

She always knows that she was an ordinary person.

Past memories are very blurred, but some are still vivid after many years.

She still remembers how she tried her best to save money when she was working.

But when she wandered in the special price area of the supermarket, there would be a vicissitudes uncle who also wandered for a long time, and then asked her carefully:

"Girl, is there no cheaper sauce in this supermarket? Why is such a small bottle 6 yuan?"

That was just a very ordinary bottle of soybean paste, and the uncle who worked was just saving money on lunch boxes to eat steamed buns dipped in sauce.

This is just an insignificant episode, but Song Tan remembers that the other party finally only checked out with a bag of steamed buns.

Of course, such uncles probably won't watch Qiao Qiao's live stream, and won't come to snatch special prices. But if the uncle's children have the heart and opportunity, maybe he can really taste good things?

Therefore, the reason why Song Tan increasingly supports Qiao Qiao in doing special price activities is, on the one hand, really to give back to the netizens' trust and support.

On the other hand, it is also sincerely wanting to give everyone a chance to use a small price to gain a little more happiness.

Life is really hard, having a little more happiness is also good.

Boss Chang didn't speak.

He finally lowered his head and muttered: "Forget it, I have a lot of money, I'll just be like this."

"But it's agreed, that half of the corn is still mine!"

"Okay, okay." Song Tan didn't perfunctory at all: "Look at our family's many chickens, ducks, cows, and sheep, except for you, no one else can buy them!"

That's it!

Boss Chang was immediately beaming: "That's it! I pay crisp and save trouble!"

Transfer is fast!

?? The menstrual period superimposed some official arrangements, tired to death... Slept until twelve o'clock today, satisfied!

? Start working!