After cleaning, Zhang Zi'an opened the door of the store, letting the fresh and cool air pour in, and the sweat slowly subsided. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dig out the address book and dial Sun Xiaomeng's phone.

"Come here, I'll treat you to breakfast. He said.

"Huh?" can imagine the surprise on the other end of the phone.

"By the way, come by car. After he finished speaking, he hung up without waiting for the other party to ask.

Lingyu Pet Clinic and Qiyuan Pet Shop are located at the north and south ends of Zhonghua Road, and the straight-line distance is a few hundred meters. After a while, Sun Xiaomeng's car stopped at the door.

She got out of the car with a suspicious face, "The sun is out of the west today, why would you stingy treat me to breakfast?"

Zhang Zi'an said that he was very hurt, "What's so strange about this? They are all neighbors, of course, we have to do a good job in neighborly relations, and it is nothing to invite you to a meal." ”

"Don't give me this! If you have something, just say it, otherwise I won't dare to eat this meal!" Sun Xiaomeng didn't listen to his rhetoric.

Zhang Zi'an sneered, "In that case...... Are you going back to your parents' house today?"

"Mother's family?" Sun Xiaomeng hasn't been back for a long time, and she hasn't been married, so she can't go back to her parents' house!

"Farms. He reminded.

"What are you going to do?"

"Borrow your car, of course I'll pay for the gas. ”

"My dad is more stingy than you, and the pets he sells on his farm won't be returned or exchanged!" she said.

He asked strangely, "Why do you want to return or exchange?"

"Don't you have no customers here, I guess I'm about to close the door and find another way. She was very serious, "If you give me Xinghai to raise, I can help you intercede with my dad and let you return the pets that you can't sell." ”

“…… But I'm sorry to disappoint you, except for the little hamster that came with it, all the other pets have been sold. I'm going to stock today. He said.

"Nonsense, right? When I came here the day before yesterday, I saw that Siam and Samoyed were still there, can you sell two of them a day?" Sun Xiaomeng looked incredulous.

In terms of the consumption level in most parts of the country, a comprehensive pet store that is willing to advertise can sell about 200 pets a month, and a considerable part of them are impulsive cheap pets, including hamster rabbits that cost tens to hundreds of yuan.

Sun Xiaomeng thought that Zhang Zi'an's pricing of pets was too expensive, and he should take the cheap route to spread word of mouth in the early days of opening the store, even if the pets you choose are in good condition, you don't advertise or advertise, who can know?

In fact, every newly opened pet store loses money, some survive and turn a profit, some silently close their doors and change careers, and some go down the wrong path - as the daughter of a farm owner, she has seen this kind of thing a lot.

"I don't believe you're coming in and looking. Zhang Zi'an didn't bother to explain, and directly invited her to come in to see.

Sun Xiaomeng was suspicious, and when he walked into the store, he saw that the display cabinet was empty.

Zhang Zi'an took out the accounting copy of the invoice from the cashier and handed it to her.

She took it and flipped through it, "Samoyed 3000...... Siam 4000 ...... Date...... It's all yesterday......"

Zhang Zi'an raised his eyebrows, "I feel like I'm going to run in time." He counted on his fingers, "Seven thousand a day, seventy thousand in ten days, two hundred thousand a month......

Sun Xiaomeng was speechless, and threw the invoice and bookkeeping copy back to him, "Come on, look at you so beautiful, I don't even know what my surname is, right? It's just an occasional shit luck, less bragging! In this way, let's make a bet, starting tomorrow for seven consecutive days, if you can sell a pet every day, I will treat you to lunch for a week, and if you can't do it, on the other hand, if you can't do it......"

Zhang Zi'an thought that she was going to say that she would invite her to lunch for a week, or give her Xinghai to raise, but what she said was: "If you can't do it, you will do a day's cleaning for my pet clinic...... How's that, do you dare to bet?"

Like Zhang Zi'an, Sun Xiaomeng's clinic is also busy with her own work, treating diseases and cleaning on her shoulders, and she is reluctant to ask for cleaning, which is also quite hard.

He thought about it carefully and came to the conclusion that this can be had!

If you win, you can earn seven lunches, and if you lose, you will sweat a little, and you will make sure you don't lose money!

"Bet!" he said.

Lock the door of the store, first go to Yonghe soybean milk for breakfast, and then go to the pet home breeding base.

With Sun Xiaomeng here, like last time, they didn't go to the reception, but went directly to her father.

From Zhang Zi'an's point of view, the business situation of the pet home is not very good, and he can't tell him the specific things, but from what he saw and heard along the road, it was even more deserted than the last time he came, many breeding boxes were empty, and the staff were also nervous. He, an outsider, can see it, and of course Sun Xiaomeng can also see it, because since she entered the pet home, she has been walking with her head down.

Sun Xiaomeng was willing to drive him not just because of neighbors, but to do what she could for her father's career, even if it was just to sell one more pet......

The situation where bad money drives out good money not only exists in the pet retail market, but even at the source...... In other words, the cause is rooted in the roots. The unscrupulous pursuit of profits ultimately harms the trust of consumers. Trust is such a thing, once lost, that it will never come back.

However, Zhang Zi'an is powerless to change all this, at least not now. If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world. What he wants to do is to run the pet store and not buy from the breeding base, which is the only thing he can do now.

Sun Yinian is feeding his pets in cages, and the farm operator is doing the work of ordinary employees.

"Dad, there's a guest, it's still him. Sun Xiaomeng snorted at Zhang Zian, "I'll send him over by the way." ”

Sun Yinian straightened up when he heard this, and paused in the middle, it seemed that there was something wrong with his waist, and he made a soft "rattle" sound, but before Sun Xiaomeng went to support him, he had already straightened his waist, his face was covered with knife-like wrinkles, and there were many white stubbles on his extremely short shaved hair.

"The last few were all sold out?" asked Sun Yinian in a rough voice.

"It's sold out, and I'm going to buy a few more this time besides the hamster. Zhang Zi'an said.

Sun Yinian didn't talk nonsense, and waved his hand directly, "Go pick it yourself." ”

He started with one each from last year's Samoyed and Siam, and two from Yingshort due to their unexpected popularity, and these three pets have proven their ability to attract customers. Then he picked a short and a miniature schnauzer. After a little turn, he chose another Persian cat. All the young animals were three to five months old.

To be reasonable, he was very reluctant to choose the Persian cat, because the cat's fur was too long, it often needed to be groomed, and the price was too expensive, it was a veritable aristocratic cat, and if it was not sold, it would take up a lot of his time. It was only to make up the seven bets, and also to further understand the market situation, that he chose it.