Chapter Twenty-Eight: Talking Business

"Second uncle, I'm bothering you to wait here, we'll go back as soon as we go."

After agreeing with Yu Erniu, Lin Fengqin took Lin Dahe and went straight to the best restaurant in town.

The sun was dazzling, Lin Fengqin wiped her sweat, and her eyes fell on the three big characters of the ebony black plaque and the Juxianglou depicted in gold paint.

With the experience of the last time, Lin Fengqin asked Lin Dahe to guard things and wait outside.

"What do you want to eat?"

Seeing the guy come forward to greet him, Lin Fengqin reached out and dusted off a bit of grass on his placket.

"I don't eat, I'll find your shopkeeper."

The guy was stunned for a moment, looking at the thin little old lady in front of him.

He was dressed in a white-washed coarse cloth, his hair was tied with a wooden hairpin, and his face was sallow.

Looking for a shopkeeper? Isn't this a poor relative who came to fight the autumn breeze?

"What are you looking for? If you're hungry, I'll get you something to eat, and the shopkeeper won't have time to entertain you. ”

Saying that, the guy asked Lin Fengqin to wait, and he was going to go to the back kitchen to get some food left over from weekdays to relieve beggars.

"Oops! Little brother, you misunderstood, I'm not hungry, I'm here to talk to your shopkeeper about business! ”

The reason why he was so confident and entered the door was because Lin Fengqin had inquired clearly early in the morning.

Although Juxianglou is the most magnificent restaurant in town, the boss is a real good person.

Talking about business?!

The man's eyes widened and he looked her up and down.

It doesn't look like it's about business!

But fortunately, there are rules in Juxianglou, no matter whether the person is rich or poor, they are all guests, and if they don't come to make trouble, they are not allowed to drive people out, the guy thought about it and said: "Then you wait on the side first, I'll ask the shopkeeper for you." ”

It was already past lunch, and there were not many guests in Juxiang Building at this time, so while waiting for a reply, Lin Fengqin reached out and wiped the broken hair on his temples and tidied up his appearance. Thinking about the first side can never leave a sloppy impression.

The inner hall of the Juxiang Building.

Qi Yuanfu, who was checking the account book, suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside.

"Enter."

"Shopkeeper."

The inner hall is much more elegant than the lobby of the restaurant, with a simple table and chairs and a bamboo couch for resting, and a small incense burner is placed by the window, which can be seen that the owner is simple on weekdays.

"Someone outside is looking for you, saying it's ......" The guy thought about Lin Fengqin's appearance again, and then tentatively said: "Said that he wanted to talk to you about business." ”

"Talking about business? What kind of people are they? ”

Juxianglou is the best restaurant in Wuxian Town, and there are people who want to cooperate on weekdays, but this time, after listening to the description, Qi Yuanfu was stunned and put down the account book in his hand.

Before meeting Lin Fengqin, Qi Yuanfu didn't believe what the guy said at all, but when his eyes fell on the old lady standing straight in the corner after walking to the lobby, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Auntie, listen to the guy, you want to talk to me about business?"

While Qi Yuanfu looked at her, Lin Fengqin also quickly analyzed the person in his heart.

The appearance of about forty years old, maybe it is a good food and a little bit of a good figure, and the tone is full of doubts, but there is no look of contempt between the eyebrows.

"Hey! It's me, I heard that the shopkeeper's Juxianglou is the first one in the town, and the old man wants to come to talk to you about business. ”

The thought of turning a thousand times was only for a moment, and Lin Fengqin's expression did not even pause for a moment, and he raised a smile at Qi Yuanfu.

The first trick of an excellent salesperson: smile when you see someone.

After all, no matter what era it is, it is a person who reaches out and does not hit a smiling face!