Winner of the Day!

"Erm…" As a business elite who spent most of his time in a suit and leather shoes, Zuo Yanbai found it difficult to speak." What do you plan to do with these leftovers? "

"What else can we do? Drink it or bring it back for our family." Cheng Yixuan had a bitter look on her face. "Recently, many people have come to our store for this kind of medicinal cuisine that can cure hair loss. Just this afternoon alone, there were about thirty to forty people. Now that they've run away, not only will we lose money, we'll also waste some. Which wicked person reported us? They have really a rotten heart!"

When Zuo Yanbai heard her words, he could not help but reveal a happy expression. "Since it's a waste to keep it, I'll have to trouble you to calculate the price of these soups. I want to pack all of them back."

"All of them?"

The moment Zuo Yanbai said that, everyone in the room focused their attention on him.