When Sister Lin heard Tan Yingdong call her name, she shrunk her neck and lowered her head, her face was so red that she was almost dripping blood, and said in a voice: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

"A gentleman loves money, and he takes it in a good way!"

Tan Yingdong sighed slightly, looked at Sister Lin who shrank her head like a quail and didn't dare to look at people, and said: "You haven't learned kung fu properly, if you really learned the real skills from Comrade Su Yan's mother, if you take this thousand yuan, I don't dare to say a word to you."

But you see, when things are in such a situation, they will inevitably lose their peace. ”

"Yes, Mr. Tan, you're right, I really did something wrong!" Sister Lin raised her head and said with tears in her eyes.

Seeing this, Tan Yingjie on the side grabbed a few white and soft square tissues from the coffee table and handed them to Sister Lin, saying, "Sister Lin, don't cry, my eldest brother has promised not to hold you responsible, ah, wipe your tears."

In the future, you can't do this kind of bold and big thing, if something happens, sometimes the consequences are not even expected by yourself. ”

After Su Yan heard Tan Yingjie's words, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and glance at him.

Is this guy soothing or deepening Sister Lin's sense of guilt and fear? But if you listen closely, what he said does make sense.

As the saying goes, as big a head as big as a hat, Sister Lin only learned the process of pickling pickles orally from her mother Liu Guilan, so she dared to copy a recipe casually and sell it to the Tan brothers for a thousand yuan, which is indeed too bold.

The moment she got the money after selling it, it was probably ecstasy overshadowing her reason, right?

She didn't think about what she would pay if something went wrong, what kind of mistake would she pay?

People, indeed, must not have too strong desires for things beyond their own abilities, otherwise they will lose their hearts and follow the wrong path of life.

Hearing Sister Lin chatter, "Got it", Su Yan asked Tan Yingdong: "Mr. Tan, Sister Lin sold you a thousand yuan for pickle recipes, and she will return it to you."

As for the business we want to discuss, I have another proposal, I wonder if Mr. Tan would like to hear about it?"

Tan Yingdong just boiled the water and soaked the strong fragrance of Dahongpao that had just come down from Wuyi Mountain, the tea fragrance was overflowing, and it was pleasant.

He forked the rim of the cup with a fork, handed a cup of orange-yellow tea soup to Su Yan, and said, "Taste it." ”

Afterwards, he handed tea to Sister Lin and Tan Yingjie one by one, and slowly took a cup to his lips to taste it, and then said, "Comrade Su Yan, you can talk about it." ”

Su Yan just took a sip of the big red robe, only to feel that her mouth was full of sweetness, and her throat was extremely comfortable, she smiled and praised the good tea, and continued:

"Mr. Tan, in fact, you just want to add pickles to the menu of the upcoming Chinese restaurant, and you don't need to spend money to buy a recipe at all, after all, after you buy it, you have to experiment with pickling and making it many times, and the process is more complicated.

My proposal is that you cooperate with our family and directly place an order with our family in the form of wholesale.

For example, this season, you need about 200 catties or 300 catties of pickles, we contract labor and materials, set the procurement of pickling and delivery as a whole, and supply directly to your Chinese restaurant, we cooperate in the form of supply chain, isn't it more light and simple?"

Tan Yingdong cast a meaningful gaze towards Su Yan, his sharp eyes also had emotional ups and downs in the faint condensation, and slowly in the end, it turned into appreciation.

Interesting, this little girl, it's not easy!