Roxanne didn't notice the chill in Harrison's eyes.
She was tidying up the shelves and chatting with him since she now had some free time.
"I was just making small talk with those college kids."
"Plus, you've got this boss vibe going on. If I told them your factory went bankrupt and you're now having a clearance sale, they wouldn't question it."
"These goods are top-notch. They're getting a great deal on these clearance items. That's how we can easily sell out."
But Harrison was thinking about how she had no right to tell those college girls that he was her boss.
For some reason, he was feeling a bit ticked off.
His face was stone cold when he asked, "Don't you realize they all thought I was hot and clearly wanted my WhatsApp? Did you really let them scan my QR code on purpose?"
"You are hot." Roxanne turned around and said casually.
Harrison fell silent.
"Your looks can attract more customers and even lead to more deals. If we can get a business account going, it could be a profitable channel."
After hearing this, Harrison's face darkened even more, "Don't you realize they wanted to ask me out?"
As he said this, he took out his phone and opened WhatsApp.
Of the college girls who just added him, at least a dozen of them had already sent him private messages.
"Hey, are you free? I want to ask you out for coffee."
"Hi, can we be friends?"
"You're so good looking. Do you have a girlfriend? If not, do I stand a chance? Here's my picture—photo.jpg."
...
Both Harrison and Roxanne read the messages.
Harrison lifted his head; his eyebrows were furrowed, and his face was expressionless, but Roxanne laughed.
"You're laughing?" Harrison's eyebrows furrowed even further.
"Doesn't this just prove how attractive my husband is?" Roxanne said, "I'm happy."
Harrison struggled to keep his anger in check and asked coldly, "Aren't you afraid something might happen if I keep talking to them?"
Roxanne laughed again.
"What are you laughing at?" Harrison was clearly losing control of his temper.
Roxanne suddenly thought he looked cute.
"I'm not stupid; I know you're not that kind of guy. Why would I be afraid?" She said with a laugh.
"How do you know I'm not that kind of guy? Do you know me that well?" Harrison asked.
Roxanne replied with a laugh, "You're just not that kind of guy."
"You said you wouldn't sleep with someone you didn't have feelings for when we got married. You wouldn't even sleep with me, your legally wedded wife."
"How could you possibly fool around with some random girl who just added you on WhatsApp?"
"If you did, you wouldn't be Harrison anymore, would you?"
She sounded pretty convincing.
Harrison couldn't come up with any counterarguments.
But he felt even more irritated, although he couldn't quite put his finger on why.
"So, you trust me quite a bit." He said a bit grumpily, sitting down and deleting all the girls who had just added him.
"What are you doing?"
Roxanne wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
"I don't like adding people randomly, especially girls. If you want to run a business account, use your own WhatsApp to add people, not mine."
"Okay, okay, okay." Roxanne obeyed him, "I won't give your contact to anyone randomly anymore; can you stop being angry?"
Around six o'clock, Vincent came by with two thermos lunch boxes to deliver food for the couple.
Roxanne had just sold a bag for $12.9.
After selling the bag and watching the customer walk away, she quickly took the lunch boxes from Vincent.
"Vincent, thank you for going to the trouble of bringing us food."
"It's no trouble. I made you beef brisket soup and steamed beef today."
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