Reborn not to be a simp, the school beauty's whole family goes crazy

As he spoke, Old Zhang kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hand.

Several customers were still gathered around his shop, eagerly waiting for him to restock.

Mr. Wang's eyes widened, his face filled with surprise, and he almost dropped the cigarette in his hand.

He said in disbelief, "Sold out? How is that possible? These things sell so well! You know, one can sell for 120 yuan!"

"This price isn't cheap, how can everyone be so willing to spend it? Are young people these days all so rich?"

Mr. Wang was filled with doubts; he couldn't understand how a domestically produced game could sell so well.

Old Zhang quickly explained, "Boss Wang, don't hesitate! Young people these days love these kinds of novel games. This game has unique gameplay, and everyone gets addicted to it."

"If you don't restock me soon, I won't be able to do business anymore. My customers are going to break down my shop door!"

"I've already turned down several customers today. They all threatened that if I don't restock, they'll never come to me for lock duplication again!"

Old Zhang pleaded, he really didn't want to lose these customers.

Mr. Wang pondered for a moment, then tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a tapping sound.

He said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I understand. I'll arrange for the goods to be supplied to you."

"You rascal, you've really struck it rich this time! You'll have to treat me to a nice meal later."

After hanging up the phone, Boss Wang stubbed out his cigarette and muttered to himself, "This game is really a treasure. Looks like I need to increase my orders. I can't let those two guys get there first."

At the same time, Mr. Li had just put down the landline phone and hadn't even had a sip of water when "ring ring~", another phone rang urgently.

Mr. Li sighed helplessly, rubbed his temples, and felt like his head was about to explode from all the phone calls.

He answered the phone, saying weakly, "Hello?"

A middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Li, this is Sister Liu from the watch shop in the alley!"

"You absolutely have to give me some more cartridges of 'I Run an Inn in Chang'an 1'! I'm being driven crazy by the customers!"

Sister Liu spoke with a hint of tears in her voice; her shop was in complete chaos.

Mr. Li rubbed his temples and said wearily, "Oh? You need more stock? How much? Thirty sheets? Sister Liu, your main business is running a watch shop! You want thirty sheets..."

"This is no small amount. Can you sell it? Don't make a rash decision and end up with unsold stock that you can't sell."

Mr. Li was somewhat worried; he didn't want these shop owners' blind purchasing to cause him trouble.

Given the size of the watch shop, its main business is selling and repairing various watches, while selling game consoles and cartridges is just a side business.

Usually, the store has at most thirty cassette tapes in total, and sometimes even fewer.

Sister Liu said anxiously, "Mr. Li, don't worry!"

"I've already received deposits from so many customers, and they keep urging me to deliver the goods. If I don't give them the goods, my reputation will be ruined!"

"Recently, eight out of ten customers who come to my shop to repair watches are asking about game cartridges. I think this business is even more booming than my watch repair business!"

"I regret not ordering more. Now, customers leave empty-handed every day, and I feel really bad about it!"

As Sister Liu spoke, she looked at the disappointed customers in the store, feeling a deep sense of guilt.

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Li said, "Alright, alright, Sister Liu, I'll arrange it as soon as possible."

"But you'd better sell them properly and not let them sit unsold. If you can't sell them, don't come back to me for a refund."

Mr. Li's tone carried a hint of warning; he didn't want to get himself into trouble.

Sister Liu quickly assured him, "Absolutely, Mr. Li, just you wait and see! This game is incredibly popular right now, I'm even planning to dedicate a corner of the shop specifically to selling game cartridges."

Sister Liu's voice was full of anticipation; she seemed to already see her shop thriving.

Meanwhile, in Mr. Sun's office.

He was so anxious that he paced back and forth in the room.

The phone rang incessantly, like a never-ending war.

He had just answered one phone call and hadn't even said a few words when another phone rang.

His forehead was covered in sweat, his hair was a mess, and he looked disheveled.

"Hello? Mr. Sun, this is Xiao Li from the electronics store! Could you please send me some more cartridges of 'I Run an Inn in Chang'an 1'?"

"I've been out of stock for days, and customers keep coming in to ask about it. I'm so annoyed! I'm about to lose my business!"

"I'm so angry," said Xiao Li, the owner of the electronics store. He was venting his frustrations to Mr. Sun.

Mr. Sun said with a bitter face, "Xiao Li, I'm out of stock too! I've sold out of everything, and I'm trying to find the source to restock!"

"I'm even more anxious than you! Do you think I don't want to ship the goods to you?"

Mr. Sun was quite helpless; he had really done his best.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Li became even more anxious: "Boss Sun, you can't just abandon me! My electronics store is relying entirely on these game cartridges to keep business going!"

"If you don't deliver the goods, I'll suffer a huge loss!"

"My sales have plummeted these past few days. If this continues, I'll be starving!"

Xiao Li spoke even more angrily, as he really didn't want to lose this rare opportunity to make money.

Mr. Sun said helplessly, "I know, I know, I'm urging them to hurry up!"

"Wait a little longer, I'll deliver it to you as soon as it arrives. Keep those customers occupied and don't let them leave."

Mr. Sun offered some words of comfort, hoping that Xiao Li could understand his difficulties.

I had just hung up on Xiao Li when the phone rang again. This time it was the owner of the audio equipment store.

"Boss Sun, this is Lao Zhao from the audio equipment store! I heard you have cassette tapes of 'I Run an Inn in Chang'an 1' here, give me fifty of them quickly!"

“Recently, young people who come to my store to buy audio equipment have been asking me if I have these game cartridges. I see this as a business opportunity! I don’t want to miss this good chance to make money.”

Upon hearing this, Mr. Sun was both amused and exasperated: "Old Zhao, your audio equipment store is selling game cartridges now? That's quite a leap!"

"I'm really out of stock. I'm as anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof. Please wait a little longer! I'm trying to figure something out!"

Mr. Sun felt somewhat helpless. He hadn't expected the game cartridges to have such a huge impact, with even audio equipment stores wanting a piece of the pie.

Old Zhao persisted, saying, "Boss Sun, don't try to fool me! I've already received deposits from several customers; you can't let me break my promise!"

"Should I continue this business?"