Chapter 142

The boss heard that ye Fei's tone didn't seem to patronize the business, so he slowly turned around and put aside the mobile phone playing small videos without hesitation. His face was waxy yellow and his eyes were sunken. When he looked at the dark place, he thought he had bumped into some fierce ghost.

"Didn't you come to buy something? Then I don't welcome you here. Let's go quickly!" the boss said nothing and ordered Ye Fei to leave.

"Ah ah! Um..."

Ye Fei was about to speak. After opening his mouth, there was a daydreaming voice on the mobile phone. He had to sigh to hide his embarrassment. The boss pulled his ears and looked at him impatiently.

"Well, I'd like to ask who in this town has come to you to buy paper people recently? Are they paper-cut villains and paper people in real life proportion?" Ye Fei asked the boss as politely as possible.

But his question is really difficult not to arouse suspicion, because no one will go to the funeral supplies store to ask such questions. The boss immediately showed a suspicious expression and was wary of Ye Fei's purpose.

"Go, don't bother me with such boring questions. If you don't buy anything, go away and don't receive it. Come back one day if you need it at home!"

The boss said, picked up a feather duster and waved it hard. A cloud of muddy dust suddenly rose on the counter. His original intention was to drive Ye Fei away, but when the dust settled, he saw a smiling face.

Ye Fei knows that to find out the culprit of the paper man, he must ask some valuable clues from the boss. Therefore, although he had a thousand grass mud horses running by in his heart, he still tried to make a pleasant expression on his face.

"What's the matter with you? Where are you staying in a place like me? What do you want to do when you ask this question?"

"Er... To tell you the truth, I'm from the family planning commission. Now I'm going to carry out a census, so I want to know about it with you."

The boss stared and almost didn't spray the tea he had just drunk on Ye Fei's face. "Get out of here. The census is to check the living. Who came to ask me who died! And even if the census is not under the control of the Family Planning Commission, do you understand!"

The bald man's loud voice almost didn't attract the parents in the elderly activity room upstairs. Of course, ye Fei was talking nonsense, but he didn't expect to get so excited. So now we still have to use the last mace.

Ye Fei reached into his trouser pocket and when he took it out again, he had put several red tickets on the counter. As soon as the boss's eyes lit up, I glanced and guessed that there was at least 800 yuan in it.

"The money is small. I just want to ask the boss to answer my questions and buy some more red candles and paper money." Ye Fei always has a pleasant face and let the boss know that he didn't mean to ask for trouble.

At this time, the boss finally changed his face. After all, who can't live with money? He looked at Ye Fei again and directly put the money on the counter into his pocket, as if nothing had happened before.

"Now you can tell me, who has bought paper people in your store these days?"

"No, none," the boss replied without hesitation.

This answer made Ye Fei very dissatisfied, because he felt that the dead bald man didn't have a good memory at all, and casually said no, which was simply a terrible perfunctory. Such a few words will corrupt yourself by 800 yuan. This business is too easy to do!

Ye Fei held back his rising anger and asked patiently, "if you think about it, someone must have bought it. Otherwise, how could a paper man come to the door of our store? You are the only store in this town."

"Indeed, no one has ever bought it. There is a small population in this town, and I can't do one or two businesses in a few months." the boss tried to pretend to try to recall, but he still believed that his answer was correct.

But now ye Fei's face is not good-looking. He feels that he has endured to the limit. Seeing that he might be beaten, the boss suddenly reached out and made a wait gesture. Then he seemed to suddenly think of something.

"Wait, no one has come to my store to buy paper people in the past two months. But when it comes to business, I have made a deal. It's just that it's sold online and no one has come to my store."

Ye Fei said in surprise, "what? Can this thing be sold online?"

"That's right. It's the era of universal online shopping. Our industry has to keep pace with the times, doesn't it?"

Speaking of these, the boss is still a little proud.

"When did you conclude the order? Where is the buyer's receiving address? Do you have his name and contact information?"

Ye Fei felt that he had finally found a clue, so he threw out a series of questions for the boss to answer. At this time, the boss picked up his mobile phone and turned out a screenshot of the order to Ye Fei. The buyer shown on it was called "beating his mother-in-law".

This is obviously a cheap net name, and the recipient also uses this name, and there is no contact number on it. Ye Fei could not help frowning. How could he find the buyer with such an unreliable online name?

And the address provided above is the garbage collection yard on West Street. The boss told ye Fei that he personally delivered the goods. The other party asked that they should be put in the garbage collection yard on West Street, and there was no need for someone to sign in face.

"So mysterious? What else do you know besides these?" Ye Fei was a little unwilling. The buyer was obviously trying to hide his identity.

However, the boss shook his head and said, "that's all. I went to deliver the goods there and didn't see half a person at that time. Then I left. When I returned to the store, the order had been signed by the buyer."

Ye Fei looked at the cheap net name on his mobile phone and had to tell his boss that he would send someone to pick up the candles and paper money he bought. Then he left the funeral supplies store. For this mysterious buyer, the clues he can learn are really limited. In addition to the online name, there is only the garbage collection site.

Just a net name, he couldn't trace it down, so he thought of going to the garbage dump on West Street to have a look, hoping to find some valuable clues there. Not far away, he heard someone shouting behind him.

"Boss! Boss!"

What's the name? Not hadron, lobster, who else can they have?