Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

Now, only Yang Fan, Yang Jianguo, Yang Jianmin, Wang Xiuying, Li Cuihua, and Zhou Yao remain on site.

Yang Fan checked the time, then looked around at the empty stall that had just been taken over by their family, and began to plan their next steps.

"Dad, Mom, Third Uncle, Third Aunt," he began.

"The stall has been secured, but we still need to buy a lot of things before we can open for business."

"Look, we're having a soft opening tomorrow. We need to prepare everything: electronic scales, plastic bags, coin boxes, display racks for the vegetables, plastic baskets... right?"

"Shouldn't we go buy these things now?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jianguo immediately waved his hand, his face showing an expression that said, "This is no big deal."

"Oh, Xiao Fan, you don't need to worry about this!"

He glanced at his younger brother and sister-in-law beside him and said:

"Your third uncle, your mother, your third aunt, and I—the four of us—can't we even buy this much stuff?"

"You're not familiar with this area, so following me will just be pointless."

Wang Xiuying chimed in, "Yes, Fanfan, you've been busy all morning, renting a stall and finding a job for Haohao. You must be exhausted."

"Leave this small purchasing matter to us."

"We know exactly what we need to buy. Back in our hometown, when we went to the market to sell vegetables, we organized everything ourselves."

Third Uncle Yang Jianmin also smiled憨厚ly:

"Xiao Fan, you can go play with Zhou Yao for a while, or go home and rest."

"We'll definitely handle this job perfectly for you!"

Li Cuihua even started pushing Yang Fan, saying, "Go on, go on. You young people can't be of much help here, so don't follow us around."

Seeing that the four elders were adamant and their words made sense, Yang Fan stopped insisting.

He nodded, took out a wad of cash from his wallet, about two or three thousand yuan, and stuffed it into his father's hand.

"Dad, take this money and buy whatever you need. Pick good quality items and don't go for the cheapest ones."

"If it's not enough, just give me a call anytime."

"That's enough! You don't need so much!" Yang Jianguo tried to stuff the money back, but Yang Fan stopped him.

"Here you go, Dad. We'll refund any overpayment and collect any underpayment. Okay, you guys go buy your things, we'll be going now."

Four elders, carrying bags of contract documents, walked out of the market chatting and laughing, full of energy, and soon blended into the crowd.

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The once bustling passageway was now deserted, with only Yang Fan and Zhou Yao remaining.

Zhou Yao kicked a small piece of broken vegetable leaf at her feet, looked up at Yang Fan, and her big eyes, which were painted with exquisite eyeliner, gleamed with eagerness.

"Hey bro, all the important stuff's done! Let's go play some games!"

Her tone was clearly excited:

"I've been playing that ARAM (All Random All Mid) mode lately, no, I mean Hextech ARAM, and it's so addictive!"

"I think this is a hundred times more fun than casual or ranked matches! Shall we go to an internet cafe and play a few more rounds? I'll carry you to victory!"

Yang Fan smiled at her energetic appearance, but did not immediately agree.

He had his hands in his down jacket pockets, his gaze sweeping over the busy stall owners around him.

Many people were wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, but in the market where it was still quite chilly in early spring, they would stomp their feet, rub their hands, and breathe on their hands to warm them up after standing for a while.

He suddenly thought of a question.

"Playing games is fine, but..." Yang Fan frowned slightly, as if talking to himself:

"I feel like there's something I haven't finished doing."

"Huh? Is there anything else?" Zhou Yao leaned closer curiously.

"The stall is booked, Hao-ge's work is arranged, and the uncles and aunties have gone shopping. What else is there?"

Yang Fan pointed to the stall owners, then to his own empty stall: "Look, does this market have heating in winter?"

"Heating?" Zhou Yao paused for a moment, then shook her head:

"No way! The main hall is a little better, but the stalls around here, especially near the entrance, are blasted by the draft. They're just toughing it out with sheer willpower!"

"Many uncles and aunts have chilblains on their feet."

"Yes." Yang Fan nodded, his tone tinged with worry:

"My parents will be standing here every day from now on. How cold will they be if they stand here from morning till night? It's not enough to just buy those tools for selling vegetables; we need to make sure they're comfortable."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yao clapped her hands sharply, making a crisp "smack" sound that drew the attention of passersby.

"Hey! Brother! You've hit the nail on the head!"

Her eyes sparkled; she was clearly inspired by the idea.

"I wander around here every day, I see it all clearly! Lots of people just stand there, maybe sit on a small stool, their legs and feet are freezing... Wait a minute, let me think..."

She tilted her head, tapping her chin with her finger, looking like she was deep in thought. Her expression was somewhat endearing, a stark contrast to her usual flamboyant style.

"Got it!" she snapped her fingers.

"Big brother, we can go buy a small electric heater! You know, one of those plug-in heaters!"

"Then buy a folding table and cover it with a thick tablecloth."

"When there are no customers, the uncles and aunties can sit behind the table and warm their feet by the small heater. How cozy that is!"

The more she spoke, the clearer her thoughts became:

"The electricity problem is easy to solve. I'll have my uncle from the market management office run a separate line for your stall and install an independent meter."

"From now on, you can pay your own electricity bills, and that solves the problem, right?"

Yang Fan's eyes lit up after hearing this. That's a great idea!

Small electric heaters provide concentrated heating and consume less electricity than air conditioners, making them ideal for semi-open environments like stalls.

By blocking the view with a table, you can create a relatively private and cozy little space.

"Zhou Yao, you're amazing! You're really smart!" Yang Fan praised sincerely.

"This suggestion is so useful! Shall we go and get it done right now?"

"Sure, big brother!" Zhou Yao readily agreed, then winked mischievously.

"But... big brother, I got up really early today and helped you solve two big problems: the stall and Hao Ge's job. Now I've given you this great idea... how are you going to thank me?"

Yang Fan was amused by her quirky and clever manner, and said quite frankly:

"Zhou Yao, just tell me what you want. As long as it's within my power, I'll do it for you."

Zhou Yao pretended to think for a few seconds, then said with a grin:

"How about this, I'm not asking for much. You're paying for my internet access, so you'll give me 100 yuan for internet fees. That's not too much to ask, is it?"

Yang Fan thought she would make some kind of request, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.

"Not at all excessive!" he laughed.

"Don't just say 100, I'll top up 200!"

"Come on, let's go buy some things first. After we're done, I'll treat you to the best internet cafe, and the internet fee is unlimited!"

"Yay! Long live Big Brother!" Zhou Yao was so happy she almost jumped up, her ponytail swinging in the air in a lively arc.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go! I know where to buy these things for the cheapest price and the best quality! Follow me!"

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