She was embarrassed to accept the extra 121 yuan and tried to refuse. "The original price is fine. You don't have to round up."
"88 is a lucky number."
At the accountant's insistence, Wen Ci accepted the money. She extended a hand and, with a slight smile, said, "The next time Jiangnan Mall buys clothes from me, I'll give you a one-percent discount."
A one-percent discount might not sound like much, but in an era where the average monthly salary was just a few dozen yuan, it added up. Ten yuan off every thousand meant that on an order worth tens of thousands, you could save enough to cover the workers' wages.
"I look forward to our next cooperation."
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The sun was shining brightly. Wen Ci faced its warmth and stretched contentedly. 'Another twenty thousand-plus yuan earned today. So satisfying!'
