Mr. Xiao’s Unconditional Love

Chapter 390: :Brother Xiao: I miss you...

"Master Qiao, on the first day of opening, why is there no one alone? Huo..." Ouyang, who was standing at the cash register, panicked. The entrance of their store can really be described by Mencoloque!

"What's the rush! It's cold, who's out for shopping?! In the evening, there are many couples at night, and it's Christmas Eve!" Ye Qiao said calmly, sitting at the table and doing the accounting.

"Huan, welcome!" Ouyang stammered excitedly when he saw someone at the door, and said quickly.

And Ye Qiao also stood up warmly and politely, "Welcome!"

The other employees in the store also politely spoke in unison.

"Oh, the heating in your store is good! It's so good!" Zheng Xiang and Dong Xian came in, Zheng Xiangyang said.

"Two beauties, this is our menu. We have launched a package event. Anyone who comes in with friends or couples to spend together can enjoy a half price discount for the second cup!"

"Excuse me, we don't want to drink for the time being, let's just sit here, can we?" Dong Xian smiled.

"Of course you can! There are books and magazines on the bookshelf over there. If you are bored, you can take a look." An Xin said politely and generously.

They have learned business etiquette, of course, Ye Qiao has trained them before.

"Oh, what's the smell in this store!" Dong Xian picked up the matter.

"Yes, it smells really unpleasant! No wonder no one is here!" Zheng Xiang said quietly, "Newly renovated, all of them are like this, let's go, it's not good to smell too much!"

These two women are doing things. They don’t talk about consumption, but they are also picky. After they renovated, they left it out for more than a month. They also checked with an environmental protection company. The indicators are qualified. There is no smell. She only smelled something. Tea fragrance!

Ye Qiao thought so, walked to the door, looked outside, and saw that the two women had gone to the next door. They were from the clothing store next door.

One afternoon, there was still no business.

The two women next door popped up from time to time and laughed at them maliciously.

"You two, buy clothes, come in!" Dong Xian greeted a visitor approaching, and the little couple smiled and shook their heads.

"This milk tea shop looks great! It's cold, I really want to have a hot drink!"

"Let's go!" The boyfriend said cheerfully, hugging the girl into "them"!

The two women were dumbfounded. What made them even more dumbfounded was that more and more couples went into the milk tea shop, and their marketing activities had just begun. The shop assistants were wearing Christmas hats and handing out flyers at the door. Engage in propaganda.

"They" milk tea shop has a special feature of the wishing wall on the wall. Guests entering the shop can write their wishes on the label paper or confess and stick it on the wall.

According to legend, wishes can be realized.

Although this was just their marketing gimmick, some people actually realized their wish.

A girl bought a cup of milk tea and wrote a confession to a boy on the wall. The boy later bought a cup of milk tea. He accidentally saw the wishing wall and the girl’s confession. So excited, she went to the girl immediately. , Boys like that girl too!

After they confessed to each other, "they" came and told their love story, and the shop was so lively.

At the end of the busy day, the performance of this milk tea shop's trial operation was even better than Ye Qiao expected.

Looking at the many colorful pieces of paper on the confession wall, she couldn't help passing over, and wrote one and posted it.

"Brother Xiao: I miss you..." In a blink of an eye, he has been out for almost half a year, and he said that he will come back in half a year, is it really possible? Or she can only come back at the same time as the previous life. Should she go to Y province to save him?

(Ten is over today!)

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