Zhang Man'er's words are full of profound meaning, which makes shopkeeper Zheng feel better than reading for ten years.

"The owner trusted me so much that Zheng naturally wanted to go all out. I don't know where my boss is going? when do you come back? I can handle some daily problems with ease. I'm afraid I'll meet some tough issues. "

"Don't worry. I'll contact you when I find my place. Work hard, shopkeeper Zheng. I won't treat you badly. "

"Yes, master."

While they were chatting, a carriage stopped outside, and the shopkeeper of aestheticism workshop came down. The man quickly lifted the bead curtain and came in to report: "master, the shopkeeper of aestheticism workshop has come. He says he has something to see."

It's not a matter of cooperation to ask for an interview? As soon as Yan Ruyu Fang closed down, he couldn't wait to show his kindness. He really met the wind envoy.

Once unfaithful, a hundred times not, this aestheticism square can also point face not.

Zhang Man'er didn't speak. He just sipped his tea with a deep expression.

When manager Zheng saw this, he knew what she was thinking. He immediately said to the man, "go and tell him that our boss is gone."

Who are these people? When he came to the door, he didn't even want to show his face. Now he's still eager to come and ask for cooperation? It's really an old face.

The man immediately understood, turned around and ran out. He said to the shopkeeper standing at the door, "sorry, our boss doesn't see any guests."

The shopkeeper leaned out his head and looked around the shop. Looking at the bead curtain shaking, there were two people standing. He knew that Zhang Man'er was in the shop, but he didn't want to see him.

He sighed: "OK, the owner doesn't want to see customers. I'll come back another day."

He attributed the failure to the wrong timing.

Hearing this, shopkeeper Zheng could not help rushing out and said angrily: "shopkeeper weimeifang, don't come again. No matter how many times you come, our boss won't have time to see you.

When I went to your shop to talk about it, you not only didn't come forward, but also directly gave the contract and compensation. Since it's not a cooperative relationship, why bother? Although our Meili square is small, it has backbone. "

Zhang Man'er couldn't help but clap her high five. With her graceful posture and gentle lotus steps, Zhang Man'er seemed to push away the clouds and show the beautiful appearance and good bearing in front of the public.

"The shopkeeper of aestheticism workshop, I now solemnly tell you that we have no possibility of further cooperation. Please don't come. It's just a waste of precious time on both sides. For those agents, our Meili square adheres to the principle of sharing weal and woe and earning money together. As for Meimei square, it's different from you. We work for each other. "

Although the world's hustle and bustle is for the benefit of the people, such as weimeifang, even if it's the first Rouge shop in the town, what's the matter?

Zhang Man'er is not rare, and she doesn't want to be associated with such people.

The shopkeeper's face immediately became very ugly. His words undoubtedly hit them in the face: "master, don't forget that aestheticism shop is the first Rouge shop in the town. It has a semicolon in other towns. If you don't cooperate, it's your loss."

They also admit that it's his fault this time. Won't they come in and apologize? Who knows the owner has a high shelf.

Zhang Man'er is not angry either. Clear water shows Hibiscus' face, shows charming smile, and shakes other people's eyes: "is that right? Such a big name is helping others sell fake goods. If it is spread, it will damage the reputation. It's not as good as a small shop that is honest and trustworthy. "

The shopkeeper is too naive. After this time, the business of their aestheticism shop must be plummeting.

Seeing that he had suffered a lot, Zhang Man'er continued his efforts and gave him a heavy blow: "manager Zheng, pass on what I mean. The agents who signed cooperation with MEILIFANG before can enjoy the bonus at the end of the year, that is to say, we will return the corresponding reward for how much they have sold."

After these words fell, the shopkeeper's look could not be tightened any more, and instantly became ugly, as disgusting as swallowing a fly.

Zhang Man'er ignored him, turned back to the shop, and heard manager Zheng say in a deep voice, "come and see off."

If you know, take the broom and drive the man out with the carriage.

"You, what's so great? Don't regret it." The shopkeeper of meimeifang felt more and more shameless after being shut down. When he stepped on the stool and got on the carriage, he still pointed to the gate of meimeifang and scolded.

Maybe he was so angry that when he got on the carriage, he slipped and fell, which made the guys in the shop laugh.

What about weimeifang? Shopkeeper Zhang believes that it's only a matter of time before he can surpass aestheticism square with his own strength.

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The pace of the new year is getting closer and closer.

Two workshops and two shops have already taken annual leave. It's new year's day and the fifth day of the new year.

When Zhang Man'er got up early in the morning, she felt that there was silence around her. She was alone in the new year, and it was troublesome to cook New Year's Eve dinner. She was invited by Xue Yu to come to her home for the new year. Not only that, Xue Yang and his wife have been at Xue Yu's home this year.

In the words of aunts and sisters, her family has not been so busy for a long time. It's good to have a lot of people for the new year.

When Zhang Man'er passed by, he saw Xue Yu and others busy. Xue Yang picked up the old hen in his hand, while Xue Yu was ironing the pig's hair with the hot water just out of the pot.

Xue Yu bought half of the pork when the next door neighbor killed the pig.

Small stone stands in front of the stone table, holding a writing brush, writing couplets on the strip of red paper.

The gesture of holding the brush, and the writing style, is a bit of a mold.

Yang Kexin is sitting on a small bamboo chair in the yard, holding a pair of scissors, facing the red paper, which is a piece of ordinary red paper. After she folds it a few times, the scissors fly and unfold into beautiful window flowers.

Everyone is busy. As soon as Zhang Man'er comes over, he rubs his hands and asks, "aunt, Xue Yu, Xiaoshi, are you all busy? If there's anything I can do for you, just let me know. "

Looking at the couplets written on the stone table, Xiaoshi's cheeks were red and happy: "aunt, you come to see the couplets I have written and paste them for me by the way."

When the child finished, he didn't know how to put his hands. He didn't know whether he could get into Zhang Man'er's eyes. When he watched her step by step, he was very nervous.

"It's not bad. If you keep on working hard, it will be better tomorrow." Zhang Man'er's praise is understated, but it still sets off waves in Xiaoshi's heart.

Although the handwriting is immature and not vigorous, the handwriting is neat.

As a school in the first half of the year, I can write this level, which is very good.

From the handwriting, we can see that Xiaoshi is a conscientious child.