Happy Little Mayor

At the beginning of September, the hometown is a day with a beautiful autumn sky, the sunset town welcomes warm sunshine, and spring is here.

In the end, Wang Bo couldn't extract too much information about Eva from Charlie's mouth, but he had some guesses about the girl's profession and Charlie's profession, which made him feel heavy.

Relevant speculations affected his mood at work. Hani and Atulu had no interest in finding him to fight with the landlord. They had no choice but to play chess.

Atulu faced bitterly: "Strange, I don't know chess, I don't know the words above ..."

"Stupid! I will teach you! Go! Play chess with me!"

"No no no, strange, I'm stupid, I can't learn ..."

"Fack! Shut up! Are you questioning my teaching ability? Follow me! I can definitely teach you a master!"

Later someone came in and asked, "Boss, why are you frowning? This is not you I remember."

Wang Bo looked up and saw the convenience store ceo Anderson, and asked: "Nothing. My stomach hurts. What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Upon hearing what he said, Anderson immediately picked up a cup of hot water, and then said, "Last time I wanted to talk to you about something, but you left because of a car accident."

Wang Bo thought about it, indeed, there is such a thing.

Anderson continued: "Yes, isn't the convenience store selling beef, mutton, chicken and duck? But the townspeople can't buy it recently, because some people will buy all the meat early."

Wang Bo was not interested in this, and said, "That's not enough production capacity? It's simple. Go to Bowen and let him tell the cowboys to speed up the slaughter."

Anderson shook his head: "No, no, no, it's not enough production capacity. In fact, there are enough productions, but some people make oxen, buy good meat with us, and sell it for more."

Wang Bodao: "This is simpler. Continue to increase the supply of capacity. I don't believe he can buy it unlimitedly."

Anderson said helplessly: "The problem lies here. Foremost, they are not buying alone, nor are they opening a selling point in Olympic City and elsewhere. If we increase the supply of capacity, they can expand the scale. . "

"Then we raise the price."

"What about townspeople to buy? Sudden price increases are not acceptable."

"Okay, or can we refuse to sell them?"

"This is even worse, boss, so we will be complained, they will complain to us in the name of discrimination, and the convenience store will be closed."

After casually thinking about several coping strategies that were all rejected, Pharaoh took it seriously: "According to you, man, isn't it really good to deal with these guys? Damn scalpers, I hate them the most and give them to me. It can be done. "

Anderson said bitterly: "Boss, you better hurry up. Now it is rumored that we want to increase the price but are embarrassed to do it on our own, so we colluded with some oxen for hungry marketing. This kind of news hurt our reputation of convenience stores. "

"Okay, you know, give me the address of their butcher shop. I'll check it out."

After sending away Anderson, Wang Bo called Aturu, and the fat policeman ran over, his mouth kept muttering: "What else is going on when the horse is gone like Feida and Cannon hit the mountain? Damn it, I have forgotten again, Xuete, the old man will definitely scold me, boss, what are you doing to me? "

Pharaoh said: "Investigate the case, change plain clothes."

Upon hearing these words, Atulu came to the spirit. He hasn't enforced the law since he came to the town. The last traffic accident was not counted. Now he is finally going to investigate the case. He was extremely excited.

Putting on a pair of incredibly wide denim clothes, Atulukou Mofei said horizontally: "Boss, what case? How can we attack and defend? Do we need support from assault vehicles? Are we enough for two? Brothers ... "

"Shut up, I'll arrange it! Just listen!"

"Yes, boss!"

The butcher's butcher shop is located on a street in Gorling, Austria. These Andersons have already figured it out, and Aturu drove past the jeep in a hurry.

It felt cool to drive the jeep. Pharaoh lowered the windshield. The two wore sunglasses. Although the speed quickly caused breathing difficulties, they were very good.

Asturu drove, Pharaoh sat obliquely on the co-pilot, stepping on one of the inner steps of the door with one foot, just like the soldiers of the US emperor during World War II.

This type of jeep is very rare in New Zealand. It has also become a star after hitting the road. During this period, a same-sex Toyota followed all the way. The window fell out and a lens was shot.

On the street of Goriente, Pharaoh found Atulu to find out where the meat shop was. He continued to lean on the car to watch the negotiations between the two parties.

Without Pharaoh's support, Atulu was so frightened that he didn't dare to go up. He whispered before leaving: "Boss, this shop is not a gangster's property?"

Wang Bo said impatiently: "Fack, you can go up. Didn't you gangsters before?"

"I was a mixed logistics. I only came to you once and was beaten by you," said Atulu aggrieved.

Pharaoh patted his pants pockets, revealing Glock's figure: "Rest assured, my pistol and strong man are your most powerful reliance!"

"I feel relieved."

The Maori came to the sale window and coughed, "Do you have beef and mutton in Sunset Town?"

"Beef 80, lamb 65, what do you want? If it is too expensive, you can buy chicken and duck, chicken 20, duck is cheaper, 15 yuan." Said lying on the chopping board.

Pharaoh frowned when he heard the price. He was paralyzed. It was really black. He only sold forty for beef and thirty-two for mutton. Chicken and duck were cheaper. I did not expect that the price would almost double.

This made him very upset, knowing that these people made all the money that they should have made!

Atulu was also surprised. He had never bought meat in a convenience store, because Wang Bo would give him some meat for welfare every day, without having to spend money by himself.

After listening to the offer, he stretched out his thick fingers and calculated: "My wife and son can eat four pounds of beef and four pounds of lamb a day. Oh my gosh, do we want to eat a thousand yuan a day?"

The meat-selling man was impatient: "Hey, fat man, can you buy it? You can't afford to go away, **** poor ghost, don't stop us from doing business!"

Atulu was mild-tempered, and he was not angry when he was insulted, but asked: "Don't worry, brother, I buy, I definitely buy, but I want to know, where does this meat come from, so expensive?"

The Han was even more impatient: "You still have to check the specific information for buying a piece of meat? What's the matter, do you plan to fall in love with it? Buy it and pay for it, don't buy it!"

Pharaoh's brow was even worse. What did these people do? They didn't look like they were doing business?

(To be continued.)