Chapter 4221：  What kind of president, is it not fragrant to set up a stall? (

Chapter 4221 What kind of president is it, isn’t it fragrant to set up a stall? (25)

"Hey, I said little girl, don't you understand human words? You are here to block my store, it affects my business, you know?"

"You..." Su Qiao originally wanted to go to the countryside to do what he had done, and gave him ten yuan to buy cigarettes, but this person actually started.

Just as she was about to do it, a hand had been inserted from the side, and she had directly screwed the wrist of the clothing store owner.

"Boss Li, how did she affect your business?"

He Jianhui looked at him with a smile, but his eyes were cold: "Isn't this there are thousands of miles away from the door of your store?"

Laosan Li still wanted to get angry, but when he looked up and saw him, he immediately put a smile on his face: "It turned out to be Manager He."

"What kind of wind is this today that blows you, Manager He, a busy person?"

He Jianhui snorted coldly, threw away his hand, and turned to look at Su Qiao.

Su Qiao scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Before, he said without shame that he would come to set up a street stall, but he hadn’t been put on it yet, so he was told to see this scene, which seemed to lose the face of her big boss.

"Why are you here? Do you want to come to set up a street stall too?"

He Jianhui was a bit grudge: "Stop kidding me, there are so many things waiting for me, how can I still have time to set up a street stall?"

If she doesn't come to set up a street stall, he won't have to be as busy as he is now.

After knowing that she came back, he was happy for most of the day, but he was happy for nothing.

"Then what are you doing here."

He Jianhui turned his head and glanced at Li Laosan coldly, “I’m not worried about you?”

As soon as your boss comes out to set up a street stall, the kid can't stop him.

But the problem is, your appearance of pulling two to eighty thousand yuan does not look like you are coming out to set up a street stall, but it is like coming out to fight with people. Can he rest assured?

The old man Li’s face was a little hot, and he smiled flatteringly: "Manager He, you two... know each other?"

He Jianhui thought of the situation he saw when he came just now, and his voice was a bit cold: "Boss Li, your eyes are not so good today!"

Boss Li knew that he was angry when he heard it, and patted his face quickly: "Sorry, sorry, I drank too much today, and it’s on my head."

"Little girl, I was very sorry just now, but my attitude was not very good. Don't take it to heart. From now on, you can put it at my door and put it as you like."

"In this way, you won't have to take up a seat in advance. I will ask my wife to take up your seat in advance every day, and you can just sell things directly at night."

Su Qiao also didn't want to be familiar with him.

Sometimes, it's not that you are not angry, but because you are angry, you will only lower your style.

"That's OK, then thank you boss."

She is willing to let it go, but He Jianhui is not willing: "Boss, you are busy first, I will talk to him."

"Okay." Just chat, Su Qiao didn't bother to bother.

Boss Li has a silly heart.

BOSS?

Is it possible that this little girl is the mysterious big boss behind Manager He?

He turned his head and meowed secretly in Su Qiao's direction, seeing that she was squatting on the side of the road and putting something on the table, and then quickly shook his head.

He must have heard it wrong just now.

How could such a young girl be the boss of Manager He?

And it’s impossible for such a big boss to run to this small place to set up a street stall!

Laosan Li felt a little more stable, but still a little uneasy, led He Jianhui to the store, and quickly waved his wife to make tea for him.

"Manager He, Brother He..." Li Laosan smiled fawningly, and handed a cigarette in both hands.

(End of this chapter)