Chapter 483 It’s Hard to Take Advantage of Yuan Zhou

Yuanzhou's warm reminder has no impact on diners who love drinks and Yuanzhou's delicious food. They can come back after drinking, so the only vending machines that are affected are the men in suits and crew cuts.

"What's going on? Don't you have a drink in the morning?" The noodle shop owner's wife was a little anxious.

The proprietress looked at the diners who were about to disperse one after another, stepped forward to catch a girl, and asked.

"Beauty, don't you have a drink in the morning?" The boss lady's shrewd face was full of smiles.

"I won't drink anymore. I want to listen to Boss Yuan." The girl said seriously.

"Then what kind of boss, why do you care about whether you drink or not?" the landlady replied immediately.

"Yes, because Boss Yuan cares about us." After the girl said that, she turned and left.

"Damn it, I don't know what that brat said." The landlady stared at the empty door of Yuanzhou's shop, feeling secretly resentful.

"No, I have to go and inquire." The landlady is not someone who gives up so easily.

Besides, it's only one hour in the morning.

However, after asking three diners in succession, they all said it was because of Yuan Zhou’s reminder or some kind of warm reminder.

"This damn boy is trying to cut off my money." The proprietress was very angry and decided to check out the warm reminder.

The warm reminder is placed in a very conspicuous location, right at the entrance of Yuanzhou's store, so the noodle shop owner saw it as soon as she approached.

After reading them one by one, the landlady laughed in her heart.

"That's it. What did you think was going on?" The landlady felt relieved.

In her opinion, such a reminder is useless. Today's young people are not the masters of talking about things from east to west. Let alone you, a small restaurant owner, even the words of your parents are useless.

"Young people hate being lectured the most. They don't understand this at all. They are really just brats." The landlady snorted coldly and went back with peace of mind.

Not long after breakfast time ended, a man in a suit with a crew cut came over with a cart full of drinks.

"You have too many, you can't pile them up." The boss looked at the car full of drinks and felt a little dizzy.

"Then put it under the table in the store.

You can always let it go. "The landlady said nonchalantly.

"Yes, yes, put it under the table so it can be moved more easily." The man in a suit with a crew cut immediately agreed.

"It's just that I moved all day yesterday, but I'm exhausted." Although the boss's mouth was complaining, there was a proud smile on her face.

"It's really tiring. It was only half a day yesterday and I must have sold thirty-five boxes." The man in the suit with a crew cut also looked happy.

"No, the goods will be available soon." The proprietress nodded.

"Then I don't know if you can sell these sixty-five boxes today until tonight." The man in a suit with a crew cut said with a smile.

"That's not certain." The landlady also laughed, but both of them smiled very proudly.

"If you put it under the table, how can the guests eat the noodles?" the boss said helplessly from the side.

"Despite how many customers you can get for the noodles you make, it's better to do the beverage business." The landlady immediately retorted.

"Okay, you have the final say." When the boss was asked this question, he was speechless and could only agree.

"Bring in the drinks." While the two were talking, the man in a suit with a crew cut directed the people to move the drinks inside.

"We have agreed that the price of the drinks will be the market price. You will pay for it. I will pay for the maintenance of the machine. You can decide the price of the drinks. This is the total price of sixty-five boxes of drinks." The man with a crew cut in a suit took out his computer to calculate the price and handed it over. .

"No problem." The proprietress took a look at it, did the math again, and readily agreed.

Generally speaking, when serving drinks, you get a box of twelve bottles and give away five bottles, or you get two and a half and sell them for three, but the noodle shop owner does pay the market price because this place is so good.

As for the original price, the remaining profits will naturally go to the man in the suit with a crew cut. This is why he worked so hard to open Yuan Zhou's store in the first place. The money is so attractive.

Just look at yesterday's frightening half-day sales. This was only when the weather was cold. If it were hot, we would probably have sold more.

After all, the canteen is different from the self-service machine. It is normal for the self-service machine to be expensive. As for the price of the canteen, no one will buy it. After all, the self-service machine is covered with high technology.

The two of them happily completed the transaction, and the man in a suit with a crew cut proposed to go out and take a look at the machine.

"Let's go and have a look. After all, we've benefited from someone else. I don't know if he sells drinks or not. I don't know if it has any influence." What the man in the suit said is true.

"Yes, yes, maybe it's time to buy some drinks." The noodle shop proprietress was still very positive about seeing Yuan Zhou's excitement.

"That's right, go take a look." The man in a suit with a crew cut nodded.

"Tap tap tap" The two of them walked to the machine in less than two minutes.

Upon checking, I found that the drinks inside were still sufficient.

"Why do you pay so much?" the landlady muttered.

"It's not lunch time yet, so there are definitely fewer people. Besides, your price is different from others. Anyone passing by must go to the canteen over there to buy it." The man in a suit with a crew cut looked at the price that was twice as high and immediately knew the reason.

"That's right, those waiting in line haven't come yet." The landlady nodded.

"So don't be impatient." The man in a suit with a crew cut said soothingly.

"There's no rush, yesterday's sales volume is still there." The proprietress said proudly.

"Well, what is that?" The man in a suit with a crew cut asked, pointing to the board in front of Yuan Zhou's door that emitted colorful light.

"That's the reminder written by that person about not drinking drinks." After the boss lady finished speaking, she also elaborated on what was written on it, and of course she did not forget to share her own opinions.

"Haha, it's funny that you made such a stupid move. If you tell others not to drink, they won't drink. Don't ruin your own business and affect our business." The man in a suit with a crew cut laughed and looked at the carving with great disdain. Yuan Zhou glanced at him.

"Is this ghost thing yours?" Wu Hai suddenly appeared at the stairs and asked.

"Yes, you can pay for whatever you want to drink." The landlady immediately greeted her attentively.

She knew that this man was a wealthy man, and everyone who came to see him drove luxury cars.

"You think that reminder is useless?" Wu Hai ignored the landlady and looked at the man in a suit with a crew cut and said.

"Of course, whoever listens to him is a small boss." The man in the suit with a crew cut said in a very disdainful tone.

"Okay, don't leave at noon, please watch the show." Wu Hai said, stroking his mustache and squinting.

"What's the show?" The man in a suit with a crew cut asked doubtfully.

"It's hard to take advantage of someone whose name is Boss Yuan." Wu Hai turned to look at Ling Hong who had just come downstairs and said.

"Okay, this name is appropriate. Let's go." Ling Hong nodded and ignored the two of them.

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