Jin Guoer's wish is good, but now, she has to send the people outside the door away first, because they are now starting to slap the door again, and the sound is getting louder and louder, as if she is breaking through the door.

Jin Guoer opened the door angrily, and the outside suddenly became noisy, as if she had entered a duck farm.

"I won't give you a bottle of quarrel!"

Jin Guoer scolded her, and the people outside immediately calmed down, looked at her with their eyes wide open, and reached in front of her.

Jin Guoer was proud, and a small bottle of scar removal medicine made these people look like crazy.

Clearing his throat, Jin Guoer said, "There are only thirty bottles of medicines made today."

When they heard Jin Guoer's words, these people started to complain again. I ordered three bottles of them with the client, and they gave them all the deposit. My wife was disfigured on her face. Without this medicine, she would jump off the building.

"I won't sell a bottle any more!"

One sentence made these people calm down immediately, and they all looked at Jin Guoer, like a hungry baby.

The prepared scar removal ointment has been bottled, and Bai Fengjiu has moved a large box and distributed it to these people in turn.

Although the scar removal medicine has been fryed to 3,000 yuan per bottle, the price of Jinguoer has not increased and is still sold as Wu Baiyuan per bottle.

After sending these people away, the three of them sat back on the sofa.

Bai Fengjiu glanced at the room and said strangely: "Where is Xiaoqing? Why haven't you seen him?"

Jin Guoer said: "I answered a phone call in the morning and said that I had a task. I didn't even have breakfast and left in a hurry."

"Don't worry about him for now, please read my sister and I'll do it."

Jin Wushuang took out a file bag from the drawer, Bai Fengjiu opened it and glanced at it, with beautiful handwriting and clear ideas.

"This is going to open a store." Bai Fengjiu said.

Jin Wushuang nodded, Jin Guoer said that he would go abroad and sell medicines to the whole world. This was just a beautiful wish. Since he was hit, Jin Wushuang has realized the reality.

The road has to be taken step by step, and she will never become fat in one bite. She must be down-to-earth, start with a store first, and start with a young age.

The plan has been completed. As the former chairman of Jinding Group, he can make a plan with great skill. The first step is to set up a store and rent a workshop.

Haobo Pharmaceutical Company used it to pay off the debt, and Zhao Tianbao was also in a dilemma when he asked for it.

He invested 50 million. Since the warehouse caught fire, he took out another 10 million to Jin Wushuang to pay for the loss of the order. The board of directors strongly opposed it. In order to block the board of directors and prevent Zhao Tianbao from making things difficult, Jin Wushuang gave him Haobo Company.

Jin Wushuang and Jin Guoer went out for a walk a few days ago, but they couldn't find a suitable place. Bai Fengjiu picked up her backpack and said that of course she had to find a professional person for such a thing, and it would be the most appropriate to go to a real estate agency to ask about it.

The three of them cleaned up, went out to take a car, and headed straight to a real estate agency in the city.

The three of them were a young man in his twenties. The identity card on his chest said Liu Xueliang was wearing a black suit and a blue striped tie. He smiled three times when he saw people, and his brother and sister called him.

"Sister, how do you think of this store? It has a very large customer flow and the rent is also very cost-effective."

Jin Wushuang glanced at her eyes, then shook her head, Jin Guoer stretched out her neck and looked at her, and stuck out her tongue.

Liu Xueliang observed his expression and saw Jin Wushuang's difficulties. He recommended several more shops, which made Jin Wushuang deny.

Liu Xueliang was a little embarrassed. This was not possible, and that was not possible. What kind of store do you want?

After coming out of the real estate agency, Jin Wushuang sighed. Good locations are too expensive and there are not many passenger flows in remote places. It is really difficult to find a satisfying store.

The sun sets west and the sky is getting late. Bai Fengjiu comforted: "Don't worry, I can't find it today and continue tomorrow. I'm tired after strolling for a while. Let's find a place to have a meal and have a rest."

Jin Guoer had been hungry for a long time and stopped going to the big hotel. The three of them found a Shanxi noodle restaurant nearby to make do with them.

The noodle shop is not big, with only a dozen long tables, and a young couple opened the shop.

It was just dark and there were not many customers eating. The boss's wife squatted aside and peeled garlic, while a boy of seven or eight years old was lying on the table to do his homework.

Seeing the three of them entering the house, the proprietress wiped the handle on the apron and quickly got up to greet him.

"Three bowls of plate noodles, I will add a bean peel and an egg. What do you two want?"

Jin Wushuang said it familiarly, which surprised Bai Fengjiu on the side. This uninhabited fireworks and known as the No. 1 iceberg beauty in Dongzhou City actually responded freely in such a small restaurant.

"I want a meatball and a bean peel." Jin Guoer said.

"I just want a meatball."

The boss's wife responded and walked into the kitchen.

Bai Fengjiu took out disposable chopsticks from the chopstick cage and broke them aside, then put them aside to prepare for meals, but was taken over by Jin Wushuang.

"This needs to be rubbed and scraped off the burrs."

Jin Wushuang carefully handled Bai Fengjiu's chopsticks and put them neatly aside. This small move made Bai Fengjiu very heartwarming.

"Crash!"

The door curtain was opened, and two burly men walked in on both sides. A young man wearing sunglasses and a floral shirt walked in.

When the boss heard the sound, he walked out of the kitchen and saw the three people standing at the door, his face suddenly changed.

"Where is Lao Geng?"

The young man wearing sunglasses walked into the noodle shop and saw the Jin Wushuang sisters facing her back, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

A strong man moved a chair, and a young man with sunglasses sat in the middle of the aisle with a golden knife.

"Old Geng, Brother Ming is here." The proprietress shouted to the kitchen.

The boss walked out with a fried spoon and said to the boss's wife: "Let the child go to the house to do his homework."

The proprietress nodded, picked up the books on the table, and took her son back to the inner room.

"Ming...Brother Ming, what wind has blown you?" The boss smiled slightly and hurriedly took out a box of Yuxi scattered smoke.

"Bang!"

Brother Ming raised his hand and knocked down the boss's cigarette with a wicked smile: "Don't pretend to me, do you not know what I'm doing?"

The boss swallowed and said bitterly: "Brother Ming, look at my small shop. The gross profit of a day is less than 1,000 yuan. If you go to the water and electricity bill, it will be enough for the family expenses. You will have 20,000 yuan a month,..."

Bai Fengjiu and others on the side finally understood that these three people were not here to have dinner, but to collect protection fees.

Jin Wushuang frowned slightly. She hated the behavior of not being diligent in all limbs and relying on threats and intimidation to make money from others.

Jin Wushuang was about to get up, but Bai Fengjiu held down his hand.

"Look first and then talk about it."

The boss's words angered Brother Ming, and his face immediately pulled down. The man next to him stepped forward and grabbed the boss' collar.

"I've given you a face, right?"

The boss hurriedly begged for mercy: "Brother Ming! Brother Ming! Don't be angry, I want to give you three thousand..."

Brother Ming took off his glasses, and his left pupil was only the size of a needle, and he was actually half a blind man.

"Why do I think I'm a beggar? Do you think I'm very easy to talk to?"

The man understood it, grabbed the boss's wrist and pressed his hand on the table.

Another man pulled out a sharp switchblade from his waist, and Brother Ming took it and shook it in front of the boss's eyes.
Chapter completed!