The number I just dialed out was the number of one of the hair salons.

After a few beeps, the sound came out there.

"Hey, I want to ask, are you still collecting mousse jars?"

"What, I won't accept it?"

"No... nothing, I get it."

After a few simple words, Sun Fuping suddenly felt something was wrong. While the yard was still counting, he immediately sent someone to several other hair salons.

Half an hour later, the elder brother kept ringing.

The news I gave was the same. The hair salon that was still collecting jars yesterday suddenly stopped today.

Moreover, as well, returns are no longer supported.

Originally, these little brothers had to argue with reason, but who would have thought that they would respond with one sentence: the quantity of returned goods had exceeded the quantity sold before, and if they returned, they would call the police.

These people already know that what they do is wrong, so they don’t get too entangled in other people’s hair salons.

Sun Fuping in the room looked at his elder brother and immediately realized that this must have been arranged by Zhang Xu.

"Boss, I've finished counting, there are 962 in total."

It’s more than 960, but in terms of conversion, it’s more than 4,500.

Although there are quite a lot of returns these days, they are far from this number.

If I really collect it for them now, it wouldn’t be like giving the money to Zhang Xu directly?

Thinking of this, Sun Fuping didn't say anything nonsense, and stood up and told his subordinates: "No more, let them take the jar back before talking about it."

As soon as these words came out, the younger brothers looked embarrassed.

"What are you doing? Go out? Haven't you told you all that you won't accept it!"

"Boss, this is not easy to explain. We told them in the morning that we would charge as much as we can, now..."

"Ba—!"

Sun Fuping, who was already angry, raised his hand and slapped it, which was very crisp.

"Waste snacks," he stepped out of the house and looked at the dozen old guys looking forward to the yard, and he even said directly: "You can take these jars back first, and I won't collect them today."

I have been collecting it for several days in a row, but it has become a habit. Now I suddenly say I won’t accept it. How can these old men and women bear it?

"Boss Sun, why didn't you accept it? Haven't you all done well before?"

"That's right, if you didn't say you wanted as much as you want, how could we have collected so much!"

"No, I have to accept it!"

"Cake, collect now!"

......

These dozen people look old and weak last year.

But when it comes to money, it is like injecting chicken blood, and it surrounds Sun Fuping in a few seconds.

Suddenly, a noise echoed.

Outside the yard, Zhang Xu was standing in the corner with people and listening to the movement inside.

The three of them knew what he was going on, but they still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Zhang Xu, is this a bit too much? Sun Fuping doesn't care about their age. If he really doesn't charge it, it's a bad ending." Yu Manjun was worried again.

"Yes, Zhang Xu, we should not make such money." Chen Peng also began to agree.

Seeing this, Zhang Xu did not respond directly, but turned his head to look at Zhao Jianguo standing beside him: "Master Zhao, do you think the same way?"

Although Zhao Jianguo was silent and didn't say anything, his thoughts were the same as others. When he saw Zhang Xu ask, he nodded heavily.

Looking at the three of them, Zhang Xu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't let them lose this money. If it is not handled properly in the end, I will compensate them all."

At this point, they still believed in Zhang Xu's character.

The sound in the yard became louder and louder, and Sun Fuping's screams were even more vicious.

These days, one hundred yuan is not considered a small amount, let alone these few thousand.

Not long after, several cars appeared at the entrance of the alley.

The car door opened, and people in uniforms came down.

Zhang Xu is very familiar with these people.

As the people entered the alley, a familiar figure saw him at a glance.

"Fang Qu!" Zhang Xu walked over with a smile.

"How is it, inside?" Fang Director nodded, saying hello.

"Well, there's a big mess inside."

Jiang Yuandao introduced the two to meet each other before, but Zhang Xu didn't expect that he could use each other so quickly.

Originally, he wanted to make the old man inside more trouble, but thinking that they were not young after all, and if they were killed, it would not end, so he called Fang Director.

Making and selling counterfeit goods and making a lot of profits is enough for Sun Fuping to drink a pot.

The reason why Fang Director was willing to come was, on the one hand, because this kid was introduced by Jiang Yuandao, and on the other hand, because it could add a strong mark to his work, why not do it?

"Okay, you guys go."

"Finish, then wait for the good news."

Zhang Xu responded and then took the others away from the alley first.

But they did not go far, but stayed in the cold drink shop across the street.

"Good boy, it turns out you have already made arrangements!" Chen Peng asked with a smile.

"I've told you a few times, don't you believe me?" Zhang Xu was also a little helpless.

At this time, Yu Manjun even looked at the situation inside. Not long after, the old man and the old woman came out, but her face was not very good-looking.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Fuping and the others were also escorted out.

After getting in the car, the four of them stood up and left as they watched the car get farther and farther away.
Chapter completed!