Is Wen Zhiliang kind of foolish?
What's going on here?
How is it that on my turf, someone else is making money?
He was about to explode when Zhao Jianzhong tugged his arm, "Don't panic, let's first see what's going on."
It was only then that Wen Zhiliang calmed down, but the money was indeed being spent quickly, and soon it was his turn.
"Boss Chen, we meet again."
"Oh, so you've bought a foot massage package?" Chen Mo said with a smile.
It's now eleven o'clock, and after checking with Yino, they've already collected over ten thousand, feeling great.
Today's goals are definitely going to be met.
"Do you know what's going on?" Wen Zhiliang asked curiously.
Chen Mo flipped the black pot in his hand; now there's no need to wait for customers to order, he could just keep cooking like crazy.
Cook as much as needed, sell as much as possible.
The feeling is fantastic.
