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Chapter 03 The Flower Wholesaler

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    The sun at noon is the most vicious, Zhang Hua and Xiao Huang moved the flower stand outside to the room together.

    Xiao Huang is a 22-year-old rural girl with a round face, big eyes, and short stature. Her slightly curly black hair is tied behind her head and hung lightly in a ponytail. The hem of a goose yellow short-sleeved T-shirt is tucked into a light blue  Color skinny jeans.  She spoke quickly and loudly, and acted swiftly and quickly.  It can be felt that this girl is full of youthful vigor and vigorous vigor.  Although Xiao Huang is from a rural area, he came out to enter the society at the age of 16, and finally learned a flower packaging craft and became a professional florist. A friend introduced him to Zhang Hua's "Flower World" flower shop to help.

    At the beginning, Zhang Hua was a layman when he was a flower shop. Fortunately, he was guided by experienced Xiao Huang, and the flower wholesaler was also contacted by Xiao Huang. Under Xiao Huang's teaching, Zhang Hua gradually learned the art of flower packaging and flower arrangement.  After getting along for several years, although the two are in the relationship of employers, their relationship is better than that of sisters.

    "Flower World" is not large in scale, the entire facade is about 30 pings, divided into two rooms.  The inside is dedicated to stacking wholesale fresh flowers that have not been opened.  The outside has been simply decorated, and on the left is a row of ladder-style flower stands, which neatly list all kinds of flowers in vases for guests to choose by themselves.  Behind the flower stand is a small round table with a height of half a person, on which Zhang Hua's laptop is placed.  On the right are several bouquet shelves formed by iron hoops, which are placed with finished bouquets packaged that day, so that customers who give gifts don't have to wait.  Behind the bouquet shelf is a one-meter-long glass cabinet. The wedding invitations and red envelopes are placed on the top two floors, and the iron box is placed on the third floor, which is used to store the business money of the flower shop for the day.  On the wall facing the customers, a curvilinear wooden goods shelf was made, holding vases and porcelain.  From the entrance of the flower shop to the entrance of the inner room, there is a space of two meters, which will not block the sight of customers, and make it convenient for customers to choose their favorite flowers at close range.

    "Boss Zhang, do you want flowers today?" The flower delivery wholesaler Xiao Laosan put one foot on the ground and the other on the pedal of the electric bicycle, leaning over the open space in front of the flower shop.

    Zhang Hua ignored him and continued to spray water on each flower to make them look delicate and beautiful.

    Xiao Huang rushed into the room to check the quantity, and when he came out, he reported a large list: "11 bundles of small roses, 4 bundles of big roses, 5 bundles of each color of carnations, 2 bundles of lucky bamboo"

    Xiao Laosan smiled and took out bunches of flowers from the rear seat box: "Little roses and carnations may not be enough, you can take the others first, and write down the insufficient ones on the list and I will go back and deliver them."

    Xiao Huang quickly counted and handed over the list: "That's all, send it quickly."

    Xiao Laosan took the order and put it in his satchel. Instead of riding the electric bike back to the company to pick up the goods, he winked at Xiao Huang, "I'll go play around, and I'll be back in a while. Help me get out of the car."

    "We're waiting for it."

    Xiao Laosan held his satchel and ran to the comprehensive market east of the flower shop, "It's okay, I'll be back in half an hour at most, and I promise to deliver everything today."

    "Shameless!" Xiao Huang spat at the back, turned around and moved the flowers into the room.

    Zhang Hua hates people like Xiao Laosan from the bottom of his heart. If it is not because of the flower shop that he has to deal with this person, it is estimated that Zhang Hua will not be willing to say a word to this kind of person in his life.

    People in rural areas generally don¡¯t call him by his first name, they add his surname in front of the ranking. Over time, others only know his nickname but not his real name, so few people know Xiao Laosan¡¯s real name, and they all call him by everyone.  It is said that Xiao Laosan has been in the flower wholesale business in this city for a long time. People who did business in the early years basically saved their money, but Xiao Laosan still rides a broken electric car to deliver goods everywhere every day.  The most surprising and miraculous thing is that the oversized, illegal tin box that he built on the back seat of his electric car has been running rampant in the streets and alleys for several years and has not been confiscated.

    Zhang Hua once thought that people who like to deal with flowers must have a bit of elegance, but after meeting Xiao Laosan, his previous imagination was greatly overturned.

    Xiao Lao San was short and thin, with dark skin wrapped from head to toe, and the wrinkles on his face made it difficult to see his true age.  He opened his mouth, full of smoky dies, and a cloudy tone came towards him.  This person is quite lecherous, and he always secretly observes young women with obscene eyes, especially when he sees women with scantily clad clothes.

    Anyone who has lived near the Maternal and Child Health Hospital for several years knows that there is a row of hotels and hair salons in the general market. It is said that you can enjoy "full service" for tens of dollars.  Xiao Laosan often parks his electric car in front of the flower shop and goes to the market to enjoy "full service".

    You have to give this kind of person some color, he can really rub his nose and face.  When Zhang Huagang was a florist, he thought that he would deal with wholesalers for a long time in the future, and he greeted him with a smile on his face.  Unexpectedly, this person's eyes would turn around Zhang Hua's chest and neckline from time to time, and his mouth?He also told some nonsense jokes.  Zhang Hua was so annoyed that he wanted to explode on the spot.

    Xiao Huang walked into the middle of the two, separated their eyes, and cursed: "Xiao Laosan, wash your dog's eyes with cat urine, our sister Zhang is not the hair salon girl you know"

    Xiao Lao San was not angry either, he laughed a few times, rubbed his hands full of dirt, and took out the flowers in the tin box to count them.

    That time Zhang Hua asked Xiao Huang to deliberately delay the payment for a few days, and when Xiao Laosan came to the door again, his eyes stopped looking here and there, and his old face, which was already full of wrinkles, was squeezed into a bitter melon face, as if everyone owed him money  (It is true that I owe him hundreds of flowers), and after paying the payment honestly, I took the initiative to help Xiao Huang carry the newly wholesaled flowers into the inner room.

    However, the wholesaler Xiao Laosan still has some advantages. First, the flowers he wholesales are the lowest in the city.  Second, his house has a sufficient stock, with all kinds of flowers, and the quantity of each bundle is the same, so there will be no shortage, let alone some broken branches to fill up.  This is why Zhang Huaneng has been wholesale flowers with Xiao Laosan.

    But ever since Zhang Hua realized that this is a character who is "bold and afraid of dogs to bite", he has never given him a good face.  So every purchase is handed over to Xiao Huang.

    Xiao Laosan is "flexible and stretchable". He clearly realizes that his hair salon girls are not at the same level as Zhang Hua. He knows that Zhang Hua looks down on him, but he turns a blind eye to Zhang Hua's indifference.  Every time I still come to the flower shop with a playful smile to settle the payment, but I don¡¯t dare to joke around with Zhang Hua anymore, instead I often yell at Xiao Huang in a nonchalant manner: ¡°Sister Huang, I¡¯m going to play around, help me look at the car.  "

    When he first came into contact with Xiao Laosan, Zhang Hua felt that this person was so shameless that he even talked about going there in a grand manner, and he got used to it after seeing him a lot.  Nouveau riche with no background, no culture, and only a little money usually don't care about fame and face, but directly pursue the most naked|naked|naked primitive desires.  This kind of sensual enjoyment is a direct reflection of the value of money for people like Xiao Laosan.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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