What else can Leng Qingzhu do, he can only help.

Just now, they were still helping her talk in Liang Zong's office.

But there are some things to be clarified: "I don't know much, I can only think of what to say, what to say badly, don't blame me!" ”

Director Hao hurriedly said: "Don't blame it, I'm afraid you won't say it if you see it!" ”

He led Leng Qingzhu into the door, and Leng Qingzhu looked at the open space at the door: "Actually, two counters can be installed here to supply water to quench the thirst of customers." ”

"Water supply?"

"Hot water in winter, cold water in summer, people who come in drink water, quench their thirst, warm their stomachs, see a dazzling array of goods, they should always think about what they are short of, drink water here, how embarrassed to go to other places to buy things."

Director Hao nodded, thinking it was a good idea, and water didn't cost money.

And at this time, the water pollution is not so serious, the newly pumped water in the well, you can drink it directly, sweet and thirst-quenching, but the hot water supply in winter is a little troublesome, but it is only a little troublesome.

"You can put an incubator here, or a freezer, and in the summer, you can boil the bud rice with shaved ice lollily and soda, and fry the powder. Roasted sweet potato tea eggs in winter. These need to collect money, after a day of shopping, tired, always have to eat something to cushion the bottom, a few pennies of things, can still be willing to give, especially young people who are dealing with objects. ”

Shaved ice and popsicles have a long history, especially the old popsicles in the Northeast, Dalian soda, which can be called childhood memories, cheap and affordable, and are simply the ace of cold drinks.

Director Hao hurriedly asked the waiter next to him for a pen and paper and wrote down what Leng Qingzhu said.

The accountant came out and took over his work, and recorded it quickly.

Leng Qingzhu looked back and felt a little difficult to explain.

I always feel like I'm back to when I was in my prime.

Two floors, walking around, in fact, there is no big problem, it is nothing more than the goods are old and outdated, and the light in the building is not bright enough.

Leng Qingzhu turned around twice: "These deposited goods can be returned, and if they can't be returned, they will say hello to the above, sell them at a reduced price, and they can't be pressed here, the longer they go, the more they can't be sold, the prices are rising, but these things can't be increased in price, and after a long time, there is no difference from the current price reduction."

Then buy new goods, light it, during the day, you can't feel that it's a waste, buy things and look at the object, pay attention to the eye, not bright enough, who can still buy, and not car parts, just pick the practical one. ”

The accountant pinched his fingers and calculated: "This electricity bill costs a lot of money!" ”

Now there are no energy-saving lamps, even if it is a 50-watt light bulb, how can it be installed on this floor, how can it cost more than a dozen, two floors, that is, more than 20, it does cost a lot of money.

Leng Qingzhu also gave her an account: "Throttling is a good thing, but more importantly, open source, how much money can be saved, the most important thing is to make money!" ”

He took a dark dress on the counter and put it on his body, showed it to the accountant, and when he stood under the electric light, he turned on the light and showed the accountant: "Is there any difference?" ”

Director Hao is a man, he can't see it, the accountant and the waiter are women, and he quickly saw it: "The skin is white, when I didn't turn on the light just now, I didn't look so good when I saw you wearing this color!" ”

"That's it, if you look at a beauty under the light, seven points can be seen as ten!"

Otherwise, why do film and television dramas pay so much attention to lighting.

The two women nodded: "I understand, one white covers three ugly!" ”

"If you look good, you want to buy it, and if you don't look good, who wants to buy it?"

The accounting sister couldn't hold back, reached out and touched the handful of hair that stood up on her ear: "How many are better looking than you?" ”