Seeing Xiao Xian coming, Mao Dazhu greeted him eagerly like seeing a money tree: "Xiao Xian, I must tell you that President Qiu came again. He mentioned that the mats are very popular and sold for a good price, and he even gave me a red envelope of five thousand yuan." This time, Mao Dazhu didn't keep it for himself, as he was planning for long-term benefits and would need countless mats woven by Xiao Xian, so the most urgent thing was to win over Xiao Xian. Therefore, in the allocation of the straw mat shop's space, Mao Dazhu had already made an adjustment.
Initially, the plan was to divide a small counter for Zhuo Feng and others to rent, but now it has become almost half of the shop temporarily rented out to Zhuo Feng and others.
"How can I accept this, Mr. Mao? It's your shop, you should save the best spots for yourself," Feng Xing said with his usual naive mentality; Zhuo Feng heard him and quickly pushed him aside, continuously agreeing with Mao Dazhu's idea on the side.
