At the fruit section, Jiang Tao and the other three pretended not to know each other.
Each found an empty spot to park their vehicles.
Just as they parked, a market administrator with a red armband stopped by Jiang Tao's truck.
"Master, how much for one day?"
Jiang Tao got out of the car, smiled, greeted the administrator, and handed him a cigarette.
"Twenty a day, WeChat or Alipay?"
The fee-collecting administrator was an elderly man with gray hair, very skinny, seemingly around sixty years old.
"Alipay then!"
Jiang Tao took out his phone, scanned the administrator's Alipay code with a ding, paid the 20 yuan stall fee, and casually mentioned:
"By the way, if I sell out and go back to restock, I don't need to pay again, right?"
"20 yuan covers you for the whole day, no double charging. Our organization is disciplined, legitimate, and doesn't mess around with fees."
The old man gave Jiang Tao a reassuring look.
"Got it! You take care now!"
