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"Of course, Ozawa. Get this sister a white shirt and a blue shirt. I want a new one, unopened."

Yuan Hongjun took the money from the girl's hand, and quickly found out the twenty-cent bill, his movements were neat and tidy.

Fan Ze responded and hurriedly searched for goods.

The mother and daughter checked the clothes and left after confirming that they were not damaged.

Yuan Hongjun thought about what happened just now, blinked his eyes and turned to Fan Ze who was beside him and said, "Tell the little fat man, for our clothes, you can choose one of the same color for men and take out these two for women. Let them make gestures with their hands, this batch of clothes is light in color, but it can’t withstand such a touch, and the rest don’t need to be unpacked.”

Fan Ze looked at the great unity that he had earned a lot of kung fu, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his delicate little face was smiling. Don't worry, brother, I'll help you watch.

After finishing speaking, Fan Ze squeezed to the side of the little fat man and whispered in his ear for a while.

The little fat man nodded, and the two of them found one of the same color from the men's shirts for the customers around them, felt the quality with their hands, and checked the shape.

The clothes and cosmetics that Yuan Hongjun brought to Shanghai last time were sold at this location. The quality is very good, and there will naturally be repeat customers.

Some of the customers who bought it before came to the door again. When they saw the really good shirts this time, they couldn't put it down.

Whether it's for a daughter, a daughter-in-law, or a good shirt for your own men, it's all available.

Since Yuan Hongjun didn't need tickets for the clothes sold here, those people who were not short of money but didn't have tickets rushed over one after another.

After a while, there were many people surrounded by three floors inside and outside this small booth.

This batch of Yuan Hongjun's goods are all produced by the factory, the quality and color are all high-quality, and the uniform shirt system is both beautiful and dignified. Unexpectedly, they got a batch of big orders.

Although the art troupe in Tongxiang is not big, there are at least five or sixty people.

It's not too late to go to the countryside to perform a chorus, there is no uniform attire, and it happens to meet the leaders above, and they will be very anxious for a patrol.

When the person in charge saw Yuan Hongjun's batch of goods, he immediately had an idea.

Such a large order, if you want to win it, you have to make an offering, but this time, the other party has something to ask for, and naturally they also made some concessions in terms of price. Yuan Hongjun won some benefits for himself. In the end, there was no Being stingy, he directly stuffed a big unity card to the person in charge.

The two parties agreed that women's shirts would be paid at 5 yuan and men's shirts at a price of 6 yuan. The art troupe bought 25 women's shirts and 25 men's shirts.

Don't look at Yuan Hongjun and the others are now in a row of street stalls, but this batch of goods is in short supply.

In one morning, quite a few of them were sold, and the art troupe was also anxious, so naturally they didn't take Joe, and after paying the full amount properly, they packed up the 50 pieces of clothing and took them away.

With such a big order from the Art Troupe, Yuan Hongjun and the others sold nearly half of the goods after supporting them for a long time.

The envious eyes of the few small vendors selling food and pots and pans turned red.

The vendor selling pots and pans was a middle-aged man who looked quite shrewd. Seeing that Yuan Hongjun and the others were selling so well and his eyes were rolling and there were few people, he asked in a low voice: "Brothers, I see you It sold so well and made a lot of money."