Xiaofeng looked at Yuan Junkai’s radiant expression and guessed that someone must have recognized her family’s products through Yuan Junkai’s introduction.
Yuan Junkai rushed over to Xiaofeng and extended five fingers, "They want me to deliver fifty boxes, fifty boxes, haha."
He had visited several stores before, and the others were not interested in the products he talked about. He was about to give up when suddenly an order for fifty boxes rekindled his hope, and his desire to continue grew even stronger.
"Brother Yuan, congratulations, this is great news. Where do we need to deliver the goods? We’ll help you with the delivery." Hearing that Yuan Junkai had secured a big order, Tie Bao and Xianghe ran out from inside, offering to deliver the goods for him.
"Easy to say, easy to say," Yuan Junkai, elated, gave a grand wave of his hand, "Let’s go, follow me."
Xiaofeng watched them leave, chatting and laughing, with a smile also spreading across her face.
Since there were enough hands on deck and the renovation was nearly complete, the grand opening was set for mid-April.
There was no choice, Ye Cheng had his wedding scheduled for May Day, so she had to push the opening date forward. As for the location Yixiao mentioned, she had checked it out.
She knew it was a modern feng shui treasure, particularly good for attracting wealth.
Never had she imagined that, getting a second chance at life, she would be doing business in the most bustling and valuable area of the Imperial Capital.
On the day of the opening, because the promotion was well done and it was also a Saturday, students and residents nearby mostly came over to check out the buzz.
With many young people around and the forward-thinking business concept, it was easy for these young individuals to embrace it.
A student-looking person came forward with a few of his classmates and slapped Manman across the face, "You actually gave us counterfeit money here, that’s so despicable. Have your boss come out, we want an explanation."
The aggressor was too forceful, and Manman’s face immediately showed five finger marks. Manman held her face, still smiling, "This classmate, you might be mistaken, our change is all newly exchanged from the bank, how could there possibly be any counterfeit money."
Because it was the opening, the manager had exchanged quite a lot of change from the bank—fifty, ten, and five yuan notes were all new and couldn’t be fake.
The man pulled out a fifty yuan note, "You guys look for yourselves, see if this is fake."
Raising his voice, the man exclaimed, "Everyone better be careful, this store is unscrupulous, giving out counterfeit money, everybody must open your eyes wide and not fall for their tricks."
Hearing what the man said, many customers in the queue to pay indicated they didn’t want to make their purchases anymore, abandoning their items and leaving.
Others hesitated, curious to see how the store would handle the situation.
"Xiaofeng, he is clearly trying to cause panic, do we need to go up and stop him?" Xianghe, who was taking tickets at the door, was getting a bit upset.
It was clear that the other party came prepared just to cause trouble.
Xiaofeng pursed her lips and gave a faint smile, "Don’t rush, let’s see how Manman handles this, I have high hopes for this young lady."
Her ability to manage a store would also be judged by her ability to handle emergencies.
"Those people just slapped Manman, it hurts just watching it," Xianghe felt pity for the girl called Manman.
"Yes, but she’s still smiling," Xiaofeng admired Manman inwardly, knowing that if she found herself in the same situation, she might not be able to smile if someone hit her.
Hearing Xiaofeng say this, Xianghe felt more respect for Manman—it was commendable that she could still smile in such a situation.
"This student, please show us your receipt, and we’ll verify whether you’ve shopped here and how much change you were given," Manman said, not minding the other party’s attitude at all, "Rest assured, we have a record of which number your ticket is, what you bought, and how much change you received. Please show us your receipts, and if you cannot provide them, I can assume you intentionally came here to cause trouble. For such cases, our store can fully report to the police." Manman’s smile faded, replaced by a touch of authority.
"It’s just a receipt, I have it here," the accuser pulled out a receipt from his pocket, "I just walked out of your place, could I be fooling you? Not just me, these classmates of mine also claim to have received counterfeit money. Get out your receipts, so they can’t deny it," the man encouraged his companions to take out their receipts.
"We have the receipts on us, we just came out from inside, this place is nothing but a scam shop aiming to deceive. Let’s speak up, if we hadn’t discovered it today, how much money would this crooked shop have scammed from us in one day, and how many others would have been deceived. Everyone must keep your eyes open and be vigilant not to be fooled by them," the accuser stood arrogantly, convinced that this was a dishonest shop.