Once they move away, can they still be like they are now?
Queuing every day?
Impossible.
After a moment, Zhang Qiang looked at his wife and added, "Don't be angry, they will have their days of crying sooner or later."
It's not worth it to be angry with these kinds of people.
Ma Xiaolan nodded, "You're right."
After all, only two days are left of the ten-day promise.
At that time.
She must watch Zhao Cuinong and Lin Guixiang cry with a smile on her face.
Zhang Qiang then said, "Next Saturday is the Hanfu Festival, we need to prepare more stock."
Given the current turnover at Zhang Ji, the number of customers will surely double once the Hanfu Festival starts.
"Okay."
Unfortunately.
The Hanfu Festival doesn't have much to do with Beauty Chant anymore.
Who would go to a remote corner to buy things?
By then.
Zhao Cuinong won't even have a place to cry.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaolan's mouth curved slightly, her eyes brimming with a triumphant look.
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