The best lady boss

The man walked over quickly, but Yang Yesheng had noticed him since he stood up, but he didn't expect that this man would actually make a move and slap the little girl in public.

This slap was not light, and the little girl fell to the ground at once, and the flower basket fell to the ground, and all the flowers in it were scattered.

Jiang Qingya was furious, she immediately slapped the table and stood up, angrily said: "Who are you, why did you beat her?"

The man hurriedly changed his smiling face and said: "Miss, I'm sorry, she is my daughter, she is too stupid, I will discipline her, I'm sorry to bother you, 3000 yuan, I sold it, I wish you Happy birthday sister, you will always be young and beautiful."

When Jiang Qingya heard that this man was the father of the little flower seller, and saw that the little flower seller had a grievance on her face, but did not deny it, her anger subsided a little, and she said; "Even if you are Her father can't beat her either, you know, beating a child is also against the law." With that said, Jiang Qingya helped the little flower seller up.

"Yes yes yes, I will correct it, I will correct it." The man hurriedly picked up all the scattered flowers into the flower basket, and said with a smile while holding the flower basket, "3000 yuan, sir, look..."

Yang Yesheng said calmly and expressionlessly: "I spent 3000 yuan to buy the flowers of this little sister. What does it have to do with you? You can go back wherever you want."

The man was taken aback, and said, "Sir, isn't it the same? My daughter sells flowers, and all she sells are my flowers."

"It's different." Yang Yesheng said coldly, "In her hands, these flowers are all delicate and beautiful, but in your hands, they won't attract my interest, so I won't buy them."

"This..." The man looked down at the flowers in the flower basket, and indeed some flowers were crushed by the basket, and then he understood what Yang Yesheng meant, and said with a smile, "Sir, some flowers are indeed damaged. Well, how about this, or two thousand and eight."

Yang Yesheng shook his head, and the man hurriedly said, "Two thousand seven?"

Yang Yesheng still shook his head, and the man shouted again: "Two thousand five?"

"Two thousand three?"

"two thousand?"

Seeing that Yang Yesheng was still shaking his head, the man couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "How about it, sir, I'm the only one selling flowers in this bar, and it coincides with your girlfriend's birthday, one thousand and five, this price is already very low. "

"Too high." Yang Yesheng finally stopped shaking his head, but burst out a word he didn't want to hear.

The price was still high, and it was too high. The man was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth again, and said, "One thousand, is this okay, sir?"

"Still too high."

Hearing this, the man couldn't help but glared at the little girl selling flowers, and cursed inwardly, a girl who has done more than succeed but failed, why don't you say that these flowers are only worth 500 yuan, can this bastard man lower the price again and again? .

As a last resort, the man continued to push down the price, sighed and said: "In this case, sir, I don't want more, let's follow the normal price, 500 yuan." I lost 500 yuan, let’s see how I will deal with you when I go back, and make you hungry for three months, hum, [-] yuan, enough for me to play mahjong once.

Yang Yesheng said lightly, "It's still high."

"Still high?" The man was taken aback for a moment, looked down at the flowers in the flower basket, understood again, and sighed, "Forget it, I made a loss-making business today, 400 yuan, sir, no less Yes, I've already lost money."

Yang Yesheng lit a cigarette, smiled slightly and said, "You still sell it to me after losing money, are you a pig mother?"

"I..." Selling at a loss, this is a common saying of many business people, in order to make buyers feel more comfortable and increase their desire to buy, but they don't want to meet Yang Yesheng today. prickly head.

The man reacted quickly, and hurriedly said: "This young lady is the first to celebrate her birthday at the Wild Bar, and this young lady is so beautiful, she is the most beautiful among the women who have come here to drink Yes, so I sold it at a loss."

Yang Yesheng smiled slightly and said, "That's a good point, but since we sold it at a loss, let's pay more."

"This..." This man has been selling flowers here for several years, and this is the first time he encountered such a thorn. Is your girlfriend looking down on you?Hmph, you said three thousand just now, I think you are bragging, I am afraid you are not willing to pay even three hundred.

In fact, the cost of these flowers is very low, only one yuan per bouquet. This is a huge profit birthday. This man doesn't mind pushing the price down. After thinking about it, he said: "Then I will give you and this beautiful flower, sir. My little sister saves face, 200 yuan."

Jiang Qingya was surprised to hear Yang Yesheng bargaining with this man, and thought to herself, from five hundred to two hundred, more than half, Mr. Yang is really amazing.

Yang Yesheng shook his head and said: "High, it's still high, let's go lower."

"Still high?" The man's face immediately changed, 200 yuan is still too high, it's really stingy, and my cost is also 60 yuan.

This man wanted to explode immediately, but seeing Yang Yesheng's burly figure, he held back and said, "Then let it be one hundred. If this gentleman still thinks it's too low, then I won't sell it."

From the beginning to the present, Yang Yesheng's conversation with this man was very quiet, and only Jiang Qingya and the little flower seller could hear it. On the other tables, only Yang Yesheng could be seen talking with this man. But I couldn't hear what they said, so no matter how low this man lowered the price, it wouldn't affect the price he would sell flowers at this place in the future.

Besides, even if this price is heard by others, it will not have much impact. After all, people who can come here to spend, how can they care about those hundreds of dollars? What's more, most men buy roses for women. How could it be possible to lose face in front of women just because of a little money? It was the first time I saw a man like Yang Yesheng who kept haggling.

This man really wanted to say "I won't sell it anymore", but he had been standing in front of Yang Ye Sheng's table for a while, and then hit the little flower seller girl, almost everyone could guess that he was selling flowers himself.Well, he slapped the little flower seller just now, if he can't sell it himself, this man will lose face a bit.

"Okay, 100 yuan, sir. I have been selling flowers here for several years, and I have never sold them at such a price. I really can't afford any less." Bottom line, it's only 40 yuan more than the cost.

However, Yang Yesheng didn't intend to let him go, and continued to say calmly; "It's still high."

This man changed his face immediately, one hundred is still too high, so let's just give it to you for free, Jiang Qingya also thinks that Yang Yesheng is a bit too much, how can there be such a counter-offer, he can't help but let him earn a penny, It seems a bit immoral.

This man was annoyed, but he didn't dare to cause trouble here. After all, the boss here is not something he can afford.

"Okay, since that's the case, sir, you can offer me a price." The man took a long breath, suppressing the feeling that he was about to run away, and said lightly.

Yang Yesheng said with a smile; "That's right, you've always been the one who suppressed the price and didn't give me any room to bid, no wonder the negotiation has never been possible."

The man's heart moved, and he hurriedly said: "Sir, it's my fault, please give me a reasonable price."

Yang Yesheng smiled and stretched out a finger, but did not speak.

"One, what do you mean, one hundred, no, I have called the price, and he does not agree, one thousand, I have also called, but he did not agree, [-], it is impossible, ten yuan is not right, one piece Fingers can't express the meaning of ten yuan, so it's one piece." Seeing Yang Yesheng's finger dangling in the air, the man pondered for a while, and then guessed what Yang Yesheng meant, and couldn't help but sigh. Annoyed, "You said one dollar?"

"No." Yang Yesheng shook his head lightly again, the index finger of his right hand was still shaking back and forth in the air, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even wider.

"No?" The man was very surprised, if it wasn't one dollar, then it was right or less, one dollar, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand is impossible, how much would it be, this man was a little confused.

At this time, Yang Yesheng took out his wallet from his pocket, took out something from it, put it gently on the table, and said with a smile, "This is my price."

"One dime." The three pairs of eyes looked at the table at the same time, and saw a dime coin on the table, they couldn't help being stunned.

The man came to his senses immediately, and couldn't help being furious. He slapped the table hard and roared, "My boy, how dare you intentionally play tricks on me."

Yang Yesheng turned a blind eye to the man's anger, heyed, pointed to the flower basket in his arms, and said, "If this little sister sells these flowers, three thousand is still less, but if you come to sell them, they will cost you ten cents." There are many of them."

"You..." The man immediately understood, and said with a sneer, "My friend, it seems that you are planning to stand up for my daughter. Hmph, this is our father and daughter's housework. Why do you want to get rid of the mouse?" Mind your own business."

Yang Yesheng asked lightly: "You answer me a question first, are you real father and daughter?"

"What?" The man was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Yang Yesheng in surprise, not understanding how Yang Yesheng saw it.

Jiang Qingya also finds it very strange, Yang Yesheng is too powerful, knowing that today is her birthday, knowing that she is 25 years old, that's all, but how can he tell that this father and daughter are not real father and daughter.

Yang Yesheng looked at this man coldly, and said with a hey: "Well, am I right, you are not biological father and daughter at all, or you are her adoptive father, or her stepfather."

"You... how do you know?" The man was shocked and asked hastily.

Yang Yesheng said with a hey: "Actually, it's not difficult to know that you are not the biological father and daughter. The flaw comes after you slap her."

"After a slap?" The three of them were stunned at the same time. It wasn't a slap, but after a slap, what was it?