Mr. Yao angrily brushed his sleeves away.

Zhu Xiaohua waved his hand calmly: "The two of you don't send it away slowly, I remind the two of you, when walking, don't end up with your nostrils facing the sky, and be careful to drop your front teeth." ”

As soon as Zhu Xiaohua finished speaking, Mr. Yao in front of him tripped over a stone on the side of the road and almost fell off the road.

Dian Sanlu hurriedly stepped forward to hold on.

Zhu Xiaohua laughed, turned around and returned to the photo studio.

Zhu Xiaohua said to the people gathered at the door: "Everyone, your photos have been developed, and I promise that you will get them tomorrow." If you don't believe me, please come with me to the backyard. ”

When the crowd heard Zhu Xiaohua's words, they immediately fell silent.

Someone asked: "Really fake, how do you develop photos without the help of the scenic spot?" ”

Others are also skeptical.

Someone said, "This is your delaying tactic, don't try to coax us." We're not three-year-olds. ”

Zhu Xiaohua said: "Believe it or not, follow me to the backyard and take a look." ”

Seeing that Zhu Xiaohua was so determined, everyone's curiosity rose. A few people urged them to hurry to the backyard.

Diagonally across the road, Mr. Yao and Dian Sanlu also stopped when they heard Zhu Xiaohua's words.

Mr. Yao said with a puzzled face: "Can he wash the photos?" ”

He still doesn't believe that Zhu Xiaohua's photo studio can independently wash out photos.

He wanted to see how Zhu Xiaohua gave these people an errand today.

Across the road, in front of the photo studio.

Zhu Xiaohua led the group to the backyard.

Zhu Xiaohua asked Xiao Ding to take the key to open the door of the darkroom, and Zhu Xiaohua selected three representatives to go upstairs with him.

The four of them came upstairs and saw more than 70 photos densely drying in the room. Someone was suddenly surprised: "What a lot of photos." ”

None of these photos are dry, and some of them are still dripping.

However, the image above the photo is already clearly visible.

The three deputies found their own photos in the photographs and exclaimed: "There is my photo, my photo is here!" ”

The three of them stayed in the room for a while before returning to the courtyard downstairs with Zhu Xiaohua.

The trio told the customers what they had seen in the room, saying, "The photos have been made, but they haven't dried yet, and they're drying." ”

Now the customers were relieved, and the few people who were shouting just now also quieted down.

Zhu Xiaohua said: "You can believe it now. The reason why the photos were not handed in on time was because the photos were not all dry. Believe me, this evening, or tomorrow morning at the latest, the photos will be in your hands. ”

Wearing floral shirts, the people who screamed the most fiercely just now also suddenly wilted. Someone whispered something.

When the customers heard that they could get the photos, they dispersed.

A customer said: "It turns out that there is no problem with the operation of the photo studio, who just spread rumors that the photo studio is going to close?" ”

Someone pointed to the man in the flower shirt and said, "It's them." ”

Everyone immediately scoffed at the man in the flower shirt, "Spreading rumors made us almost believe it." ”

The crowd immediately lost interest in asking for photos, and everyone retreated outside the photo studio.

"Now that the photos are out, we'll come back tomorrow."

"It doesn't hurt to wait another half a day."

Zhu Xiaohua said: "Thank you for your understanding, everyone is a reasonable person. Welcome to pick it up tomorrow. ”

Mr. Yao and Dian Sanlu, who were diagonally across the road, watched the customers come out of the photo studio, and suddenly became quiet and friendly, and they both felt incredible.

Even the man in the flower shirt who quarreled the most fiercely showed embarrassment and stopped arguing.

Mr. Yao said: "Did he really wash out the photos?" It seems that we underestimated him. ”

The two waited for the customers to disperse, waiting for the three men in floral shirts to come over. These three young men in floral shirts were originally customers of their Mingguang Photo Studio, and were introduced here by Mr. Yao and Dian Sanlu.

The man in the flower shirt walked up to Mr. Yao and said, "Mr. Yao, you are blindly publicizing, you told us that the Seagull Photo Studio can't develop the photos, but the photos of others are hung there." caused the three of us to have such a big appearance in public. ”

"That's it, Mr. Yao, you swear to tell us that there are no photos in the Seagull Photo Studio, let us go to make trouble, go to him to find a refund. But the photos of the people are obviously well placed there, but they just didn't do it. ”

"Do you know how humiliating it was for the three of us to stand there just now, being ridiculed and ridiculed by other people? I can't wait to find a crack in the ground and stand in it. ”

The three of you talked about it word by word.

Mr. Yao was complained by the three of them in turn, and his face was also hot and painful.

He didn't expect that he actually underestimated Zhu Xiaohua.

He thought that Zhu Xiaohua would not be able to survive without him, but he didn't expect that people would still live well.

On the contrary, now, I still haven't gotten the film I want to get, and I have to beg Zhu Xiaohua.

"We haven't had film for almost a month. What now? ”

He also looks down on his leader Mr. Yao now, if it weren't for Mr. Yao pretending to be forced just now and looking condescending to Zhu Xiaohua, they would probably have gotten the film long ago.

Now film is not available, and the entire photographic business is suspended. It's all back to square one.

The suppliers who had supplied them also did not sell film. There is a saying in their circles: The film in the Marlboro market in Zhengcheng has been bought up by a young man in Los Angeles. Within the entire 400-kilometer radius of Zhengcheng, only this young man had the goods in his hands.

This is also the reason why Zhu Xiaohua's photography business suddenly became popular, because there were no competitors.

Others stopped working because of lack of film, or changed careers.

However, because of the invention and creation of a new form of photography, art photography, he has made great progress and his customers have skyrocketed.

After all, Mr. Yao is a leader, and he can't be bluffed by a few subordinates at this time.

Mr. Yao cleared his throat and said, "It's not a day or two after the lack of film, and I don't care about two more days." Since he has the means to develop the film, let him live a few more days. You know, he's an amateur, we're professionals. Sooner or later, the entire Los Angeles photography business will still be ours. ”

The man in the flower shirt said, "Mr. Yao, what should I do now, are you still making trouble?" If you don't make trouble, you have to give us twenty dollars for the photo. ”

Originally, these people just wanted to make a fool of the Seagull Photo Studio in the name of taking pictures, and finally find a way to get the money back for the photos.

Unexpectedly, now that the fake has come true, the photo has been washed out, and they naturally can't ask Zhu Xiaohua to return the money.

I had to ask Mr. Yao.

Because it was Mr. Yao and Dian Sanlu who "instructed" them to go to the Seagull Photo Studio to take pictures.

Mr. Yao waved his hand and said, "It's still a fart now." For the matter of returning the money, you look for Xiao Lu. I still have something to do. ”

After Mr. Yao finished speaking, he strode away.

Leave his subordinate point Sanriku to cope with the man in the flower shirt.