Chapter 1092: Regret
At noon, when Lin Jiaojiao came to deliver the meal, Huo Wenbai and Lin Anbei were busy greeting guests.
Lin Jiaojiao saw that they were busy, so she went next door to deliver food to Ma Damei and Lin Xiaolan, and waited for the guests of the men's clothing store to leave before coming over.
"Are you done? When you're done, hurry up and eat. Lin Jiaojiao said and put the lunch box packed from the canteen on the table.
Lin Anbei was already hungry, and when he heard this, he put the clothes in his hand aside, "Come on, I'm busy all morning, I'm tired to death." ”
Huo Wenbai took care of the things in hand and came over, "Jiaojiao, have you eaten?" ”
"I ate it." Since Ma Damei came to Lin Xiaolan's store to help, there was no one at home to cook, and after the family discussed it again and again, Lin Jiaojiao packed meals from the canteen every day and sent them over.
There was no business in the store at the back, so it was replaced by Ma Damei, and now that the men's clothing store has opened, the matter of delivering meals has fallen on Lin Jiaojiao again.
Lin Anbei's eyes lit up when he saw the braised pork in the lunch box, "This meat is delicious." ”
Lin Jiaojiao said with a smile: "It's delicious, the master of our canteen makes it a little more expensive." ”
When Lin Anbei heard that the price was expensive, he immediately stopped squeaking, lest he squeak and be pitted again.
Lin Jiaojiao is still smiling, her sixth brother is learning smart, and now he doesn't answer her casually.
When they were almost eating, Lin Jiaojiao remembered that she didn't see the employees in the store, "What about the two employees." ”
Huo Wenbai took a sip of water and said, "I asked them to go back to eat, and they came over after eating." ”
Lin Jiaojiao nodded, they didn't have anyone to cook, and the employees could only go back to eat.
Although the business of the men's clothing store was good in the morning, Huo Wenbai and Lin Anbei felt that the business of the men's clothing store was still a little worse than that of the women's clothing store next door.
After all, on the opening day of Lin Xiaolan's clothing store, almost 200 pieces of clothes were sold in one day alone, and the men's clothing store was less than half, and both of them were a little dissatisfied.
"Don't you still have sheets and quilt covers? Take it out and sell it now. Lin Jiaojiao came up with an idea.
"Also, I was so busy that I almost forgot about this stubble, but wouldn't it be good for men's clothing stores to sell these?" Lin Anbei was a little worried.
"What's so bad, isn't it all for sale? As long as the sheets and quilt covers are laid out, business will definitely be better. "The business of the women's clothing store next door is good enough, if you sell bed sheets and quilt covers again, Ma Damei and Lin Xiaolan will be busy.
Huo Wenbai thinks that it can, not only bed sheets and quilt covers, but also wedding blankets and other things, can also be put out, anyway, there are many people in the store here, so they are not afraid at all.
Seeing that the two of them were discussing vividly, Lin Jiaojiao didn't interject, and seeing that the time was about the same, she rode her bicycle back to school.
Not to mention, since the men's clothing store subsequently launched bed sheets, quilt covers, blankets and other wedding supplies, the doors of men's clothing stores are about to be broken, and what is most lacking in people getting married now is nothing more than four-piece bed sets and blankets.
If you buy these things in a department store, ordinary people can't grab them even if they have a ticket, but men's clothing stores are different, you can buy them without tickets, and the price is cheaper than department stores.
Everyone knows what to choose.
Because of the booming business, things such as bed sheets, quilt covers and blankets are selling very quickly, Lin Anbei looked at the remaining quantity, and sighed to Huo Wenbai, "I knew that these things were so easy to sell, and I should have wholesaled more when I was wholesaling with the factory." ”