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Chapter 36

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After cleaning, Zhang Zian opened the door and let the fresh and cool air rush in. His sweat slowly disappeared.

He opened the address book and called Sun Xiaomeng.

"Come here. I will treat you to breakfast," he said.

"What?" He could imagine the surprise on the other end of the phone.

"By the way, I'll drive over." He hung up without waiting for the other party to ask.

The Spirit Curing Pet Clinic and the Amazing Fate Pet Shop were located at the north and south ends of Zhonghua Road. The straight-line distance was only a few hundred meters. After a while, Sun Xiaomeng's car stopped in front of the door.

She got out of the car suspiciously, "Did the sun rise from the west today? Why would a stingy guy like you treat me to breakfast? "

Zhang Zian was hurt, "What's so strange about that? We are neighbors. Of course, we should have a good relationship. It's nothing to treat you to a meal. "

"Don't give me that! If you have something to say, just say it, or I won't dare to eat this meal! "Sun Xiaomeng didn't listen to his sweet talk.

Zhang Zian smiled, "If so … are you going back to your parents' home today?"

"Parents' home?" Sun Xiaomeng didn't understand. She was not married. How could she go back to her parents' home?

"The breeding farm," he reminded her.

"What do you want?"

"I want to borrow your car. Of course, I will pay for the gas."

"My dad is stingier than you. He doesn't return or exchange pets from his breeding farm!" she said.

He asked curiously, "Why do you want to return or exchange pets?"

"You don't have any customers, right? I think you are going to close soon." She was very serious, "If you let me raise Xinghai, I can help you talk to my dad and let you return the pets that you can't sell."

"... So that's what you are thinking! But I am sorry to disappoint you. Except for the little hamster, all the other pets have been sold. I am going to stock up today, "he said.

"Are you kidding me? I saw the Siamese cat and the Samoyed when I came the day before yesterday. You can sell two in one day? "Sun Xiaomeng didn't believe him.

Based on the consumption level in most parts of the country, a comprehensive pet shop that was willing to advertise could only sell about 200 pets a month, and a considerable part of them were cheap pets that were used to boost sales and gain popularity. Hamsters and rabbits that were sold for tens of yuan to hundreds of yuan were included.

From the very beginning, Sun Xiaomeng had thought that Zhang Zian's pet prices were too expensive. In the beginning, he should take the low-cost route to spread his reputation. Even if the pets he chose were in good condition, if he didn't advertise them, who would know?

In fact, every newly opened pet shop was losing money. Some managed to turn their losses into profits, some quietly closed down and changed their line of business, and some went down the crooked path — as the daughter of a breeding farm owner, she had seen this kind of thing many times.

"If you don't believe me, you can come in and have a look." Zhang Zian was too lazy to explain and directly invited her in.

Sun Xiaomeng was skeptical. She walked into the store and found that the display cabinets were all empty.

Zhang Zian found the bookkeeping copy of the invoice from the cashier and handed it to her.

She took them and flipped through them. "Samoyed 3000 … Siamese 4000 … Dates … All yesterday …"

Zhang Zian raised his eyebrows and exhaled. "I think my luck is going to change." He counted with his fingers. "Seven thousand a day, seventy thousand in ten days, two hundred thousand a month …"

Sun Xiaomeng was speechless. She threw the bookkeeping copy back to him. "Okay, okay. Look at you. You don't even know your surname, do you? You just got lucky once in a while. Stop bragging! Let's make a bet. Starting tomorrow, for seven consecutive days, if you can sell one pet a day, I will treat you to lunch for a week. On the other hand, if you can't do it … "

Zhang Zian thought she was going to treat him to lunch for a week, or let her raise Xinghai. Instead, she said, "If you can't do it, you will clean my pet clinic for a day. I see that your place is quite clean. You have a talent for cleaning … How about it? Do you dare to make a bet?"

Just like Zhang Zian, Sun Xiaomeng was also very busy in and out of the clinic. She was reluctant to hire a cleaner, so it was quite hard for her!

He thought about it carefully and came to the conclusion that it was a good bet!

If he won, he could earn seven lunches. If he lost, he just had to sweat a little. It was a sure win!

"Let's bet!" he said.

He locked the door, went to Yonghe Soybean Milk for breakfast, and then went to Pets' Home Breeding Base.

With Sun Xiaomeng there, just like last time, they didn't go to the reception, but went directly to her father.

In Zhang Zian's eyes, the operation of Pets' Home was not very good. He couldn't tell the specific things, but based on what he saw and heard along the way, it was even more deserted than the last time he came. Many breeding boxes were empty, and the faces of the staff were tense. As an outsider, he could see that, so could Sun Xiaomeng. Since entering Pets' Home, she had been walking with her head down.

Sun Xiaomeng was willing to drive him here not only because they were neighbors, but also because she wanted to do something for her father's business. Even if it was just selling one more pet, it would be good …

The situation of bad money driving out good money not only existed in the pet retail market, but also existed at the source … In other words, the cause of the problem was from the root. Unscrupulous pursuit of profits would eventually destroy the trust of consumers. Once trust was lost, it would never come back.

However, Zhang Zian couldn't change all of this, at least not now. If he was poor, he should be good to himself, and if he was rich, he should help the world. What he needed to do was to keep the pet shop running, and not to buy from dirty breeding bases. This was the only thing he could do now.

Sun Yinian was feeding the pets from cage to cage, and the operator of the breeding base was doing the work of an ordinary employee.

"Dad! There is a customer, it's him. "Sun Xiaomeng pouted at Zhang Zian," I dropped him off on the way. "

Sun Yinian heard her words and stood up, pausing for a moment. It seemed that there was something wrong with his waist, as it made a light cracking sound. However, before Sun Xiaomeng went to help him, he had already straightened his back. His face was full of knife-carved wrinkles, and his extremely short shaved hair had a lot more white stubble.

"The last few were all sold out?" Sun Yinian asked in a rough voice.

"Sold out. Except for the hamster, I plan to buy a few more this time," Zhang Zian said.

Sun Yinian didn't talk nonsense, and directly waved his hand, "Go pick your own."

He first picked a Samoyed and a Siamese cat from last time, and two British Shorthairs because of their unexpected popularity. These three pets had proven their ability to attract customers. Then he picked an American Shorthair and a Mini Schnauzer. After walking around for a while, he chose a Persian cat. All of them were young beasts that were three to five months old.

To be honest, he didn't want to pick a Persian cat, because the cat's hair was too long, and it needed to be combed frequently, and it was too expensive. It was a real aristocratic cat, and if he couldn't sell it, it would take up a lot of his time. However, he had chosen it because he wanted to gather seven for the bet and also to further understand the market situation.

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