Shen Ci shook his head, "I want two thousand jin, and I'll pay you twenty yuan per jin."
It was already nice of her to share the goods with him, so she couldn't let herself be taken advantage of on the books.
Meng Chuyue nodded vigorously, "I won't haggle over the price with you, I'll save the biggest ones for you when the time comes."
Shen Ci, "..."
How could she be so nice?
After lunch, Meng Chuyue asked Shen Ci to wash the dishes, "You go wash the dishes, I'll go fetch the goods."
Shen Ci wanted to accompany Meng Chuyue, but he thought that Meng Chuyue's boss might not like him, so he didn't interfere further.
Meng Chuyue drove directly to a mansion five miles away, which she had bought recently. She parked her Jetta in the garage, set the alarm, and after a half-hour nap in the space, drove a small truck loaded with two thousand jin of space fruit back to the Fruit Store.
After arranging the goods, she immediately wrote out two promotional signs.
