Stay Home Daddy: I Was Reborn After My Daughter Passed Away
Chapter 511 - 506 Inexplicable Procurement_1

Chapter 511: 506 Inexplicable Procurement_1

These days, stocking up on medicine is considered a very unlucky thing to do.

It gives off the impression that you’re looking for trouble without being sick.

Even when Boss Gu was buying medicine, the person providing it urged him to buy less.

But Boss Gu didn’t care about other people’s gazes, and he didn’t believe in such superstitions.

In the future, there will even be promotions where you get eggs and cooking oil with your medication purchases, turning medicine into a marketing product.

After purchasing these traditional medicines, Boss Gu, following the plan, had to rush to the flower shop.

When he arrived at the shop, he found that there were still many people waiting outside, and all of them were new faces.

Over the past week, the Four Seasons Flower Shop had made a name for itself in Chuan City.

Firstly, those who had bought flowers from Four Seasons were spreading the word about all the shop’s merits.

Those who hadn’t purchased before would come to look and, if they could afford it, try buying some.

Besides the word-of-mouth and positive reviews from consumers,

Another significant factor was the lengthy article written by that journalist, which made it onto the newspapers and television.

This brought even more fame to Four Seasons Flower Shop; many came to see what was special about it.

Because in her article, the journalist explicitly stated that after using the fresh flowers from Four Seasons, she slept so comfortably that she almost forgot herself.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have written such an extensive article, gushing over it from start to finish, not critiquing current affairs or advocating new ideas, but purely singing praises.

When Boss Gu read the article, he couldn’t help but wonder if the journalist was a paid actor, or if it was his own money that had funded the newspaper piece.

Even after reading it, Boss Gu felt like giving the journalist a good sum of money as thanks.

Because that journalist truly deserved the title, asking many repeat customers who would only mention how comfortably they slept with the flowers, not any other issues.

But this journalist was completely different; she vividly described how she gradually fell asleep with the flowers in hand, in crystal-clear detail.

Boss Gu admired such literary talent, noting that such journalists would be rare in future years.

Because in the future, the media’s skills will amount to little more than copy and paste.

No news will carry a personal viewpoint; it will merely be a reiteration.

This is something that even the small media outlets can do better, as at least their journalists still dare to voice their own opinions.

After opening the flower shop’s door, many customers came in to pick up the flowers they had in mind, paid for them, and left, all in a smooth, practiced sequence.

As soon as the doors opened, Boss Gu sold twenty flowers and made a tidy profit.

At that moment, Boss Gu was considering retiring there since the afternoon was yet to bring another peak period.

This so-called peak period was when many took advantage of the afternoon to stop by since the mornings were incredibly busy.

But just then, a man dressed in a formal suit walked in.

After looking around, the man’s eyes settled on Boss Gu and he walked over. Standing in front of him, he said, "Hello, are you Boss Gu?"

"That’s me. May I ask what I can do for you?" Boss Gu inquired.

"Hello, our company is about to have our annual event soon, so we’re looking to purchase a batch of fresh flowers. I wonder if you’d be interested in selling us some?" the man in the black suit asked politely.

An annual company event? That could mean a big order.

"Of course, when do you need them and how many?" asked Boss Gu.

"Our company needs about three hundred bouquets, and we’ll need them in ten days. Is that possible?" the man continued.

The man’s politeness made Boss Gu almost feel embarrassed; the big order was clearly in his hands, yet it seemed as if it was his own company’s event, and he was the client.

"What variety of flowers do you need?" he asked further.

"Any variety will do, just as long as they’re from Four Seasons Flower Shop. Our boss particularly loves your flowers and specifically instructed me to fill our event with them," he said to Boss Gu.

"I’m honored. Three hundred bouquets won’t be a problem. Come and pick them up in ten days, and I’ll have them all packaged for you.

Usually, the flowers sell for fifty-eight yuan each, but since your company is purchasing so many at once, let’s make it fifty yuan per bouquet," Boss Gu offered.

But after he said this, the buyer immediately rejected the offer.

"Boss Gu, that won’t do. You must sell them to me for fifty-eight yuan each, the same price as to anyone else.

This is seventeen thousand and four hundred yuan; please make sure you take it. I’ll come for the flowers in ten days.

If I don’t come to pick them up, you don’t need to hold onto them for me. That would mean something unexpected had happened, and you should just sell the flowers to someone else. And of course, you don’t need to return the money to us; after all, it would be our breach of contract first,"

After saying this, he turned and left.

As if he had an urgent matter to attend to.

Boss Gu held the money in his hand, not sure whether to laugh or cry.

This was his first encounter with such a customer.

Three hundred bouquets of flowers; he truly needed to prepare well.

When afternoon arrived, the flower shop welcomed another wave of customers.

Another thirty bouquets were sold, inside and out.

Since the shop assistant called in sick today, Boss Gu wouldn’t normally have needed to make the trip.

After closing up, Boss Gu headed to the internet cafe.

The furniture he had ordered had all been delivered.

Upon arriving at the internet cafe, the entrance was piled with boxes like a mountain.

"Old Zhang, need a hand?" asked Boss Gu.

Old Zhang chuckled, "This is what I’m best at, let’s get to work!"

Old Zhang didn’t make a fuss. Even though he had made quite a bit of money, he was still fully capable of handling the heavy labor.

Together, the two of them began hauling the furniture into the shop.

They busied themselves with this task for almost an hour.