Cynthia’s Cat

It is impossible to terminate the cooperation. Brandon is a little annoyed by his own cleverness. If Philip really no longer cooperates with their supermarket, the person whose profits will suffer will be his supermarket.

"Manager Philip, don't be angry for the moment. Everything is negotiable. Manager Philip, do you think this will work? Our supermarket is increasing the purchase volume by half, but can the price be reduced?"

Philip sneered, trying to calculate him is not so easy.

"Brandon, you need to know that I only cooperated with your supermarket because we were old friends. I need to consider the conditions you put forward."

Brandon said with a grin, "Yes, yes, Philip, I understand that."

With a smug smile on Philip's face, he waited a long time before saying: "Well, Brandon, I trust you for the last time, my old friend, I hope you don't let me down."

Brandon said quickly: "No, no, don't worry about that."

The final result is that Brandon's supermarket purchases have increased by half compared to before, and he has also lowered the price a bit.

Philip was in a good mood, and he negotiated a big deal again.

Leon outside the door heard everything, and the bread that could not be sold on the shelf every day was let Philip sell it to other supermarkets at a low price.

How could it be that the poor deserve to be deceived?

Those breads have been thrown away, but now they are put in bags and sold again, how can they deceive people.

Leon's mood fell into depression. He always thought that Store Manager Philip was different, but he did not expect that he was also a big liar.

"Leon, what are you doing standing at the door?"

Motasi, who was standing at the entrance, looked at Leon, who was depressed by the store manager's door, with a puzzled look. What happened to him?

Philip in the office also heard Mortasi's voice. There is only one office for him, so Leon heard his conversation?

This incident had always been carried out by Philip secretly. Only he was the only one in the shop who knew about it. Philip was a very suspicious person. He didn't trust anyone except himself.

If someone knows that he sells stale bread, it will affect the reputation of his shop.

Philip's eyes became dangerous, no! After a while, he must ask Leon carefully how much he heard.

Leon looked up and saw that it was Mortasi. Oops! The room is not soundproof, and Manager Philip should have heard it too.

How to do? How to do? He is not ready to face Manager Philip, and his outlook on life is gradually collapsing.

Motasi came to Leon and said concerned: "What's wrong with you, your face doesn't look very good, you're sick?"

Leon looked away. He didn't like Mortasi's gaze at him, "No... it's okay."

"It's really okay." Mortasi obviously didn't believe it, but it was hard to ask deeply. Everyone has their own privacy.

Leon nodded.

"Well, I'm relieved if it's okay."

Mortasi wanted to touch Leon's somewhat shaggy hair, but when he was about to put it on top of Leon's head, Leon quickly drew it away.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Mottasi’s face. She always felt that Leon was very delicate. Once she accidentally saw Leon’s eyes under her hair. Those eyes were really beautiful. I can't forget.

It's just a pity that Leon often covers his eyes with his hair, which looks a little gloomy and can't see the full outline.