slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 138
Ps: Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the stone wishes everyone a happy new year!
Walking out of the door of the bank, Cang Hai looked up at the sky in Shanghai. The weather today is not bad, but the air is not to be mentioned. No matter how good the indicators issued by the Meteorological Bureau are, they are not as good as Cang Hai’s. Going to one-third of an acre of land, the air still smells of the so-called metropolis.

After walking two steps to pick up the car in the parking lot, Cang Hai's cell phone rang before he got to the side of the car.

I picked it up and found that it was the teacher calling, so I answered the phone and walked towards the car at the same time.

"Cang Hai!" Guan Qidong heard Cang Hai's voice, and said directly: "Your watermelon costs 15 yuan a catty, get me thirty of them, it's useful here!"

When Cang Hai heard this, his face suddenly turned bitter, and he opened his mouth and said, "Teacher, what kind of fun are you doing here? I don't have thirty watermelons on hand now."

Hearing what Teacher Guan Qidong said, Cang Hai understood that the teacher was trying to sell watermelons for him. In fact, he was following the same path as his godfather Qi Feng. Guan Qidong must have heard that his student’s watermelons were in Shanghai It's not selling very well, so I'm going to lend a helping hand.

Does the teacher have money?It must be rich, not to mention 8 yuan or 80 million yuan is not too big a deal for Guan Qidong, but Cang Hai doesn't want to do this, no matter whether it is Qi Feng or Guan Qidong's money It's not that easy, and I'm not a master who is short of money, so how can I bear to take money from the teacher's pocket?

"If you don't have enough, go home and pick them up. Didn't you say that there are still melons at home? Thirty ones are not allowed to be less. I am useful here. If there are not enough, you can have someone transport them from my hometown and deliver them to me on Thursday at the latest. There is a seminar on Thursday next week, and all the people who come here are from domestic corners. You need to use some good things. If you have nothing to do, come and listen to it. They are all young and middle-aged architects who have made achievements in architecture. That’s all right, that’s all. Come on, get me the melon quickly, don't let the teacher lose the chain." Guan Qidong was not polite, and hung up the phone right after he finished speaking.

"Hey, hello!"

Cang Hai looked down and found that the teacher had hung up the phone.

Cang Hai still have any watermelons on hand?Of course there are. When Canghai came here, he picked some more and put them in the space, ready to deal with the trend of grabbing melons. It is a pity that this trend did not rise. The young and old in Shanghai are rich , there are places with high consumption, but the melons in Canghai are both unknown and silent, and people don’t recognize them. A five-yuan melon cut into a fruit plate can be sold for 40 yuan in the night market, and 15 yuan a catty. How much does the watermelon have to sell? If the guests complain and don't complain about others, will they still make money at the night show?

Sitting back in the car, Cang Hai patted the steering wheel and began to think about it. He felt that he should not stay in this magic city any longer. The serious clients didn’t earn much money, and all the money went to the godmother’s family and the teacher’s pocket out of money.

Selling melons to these two families is not selling melons, it is selling friendship. Cang Hai understands that this is the elders’ love for him, and it is also showing support for him in a different direction, but Cang Hai really doesn’t want to do this. The eight-figure figure is still lying in the pocket without moving. This is a great feeling, but this melon cannot be sold like this in the future.

I just said that the melons are not enough, and now I can't just send the melons to the teacher.

Thinking of going home, Cang Hai wanted to bring something to the folks, let alone food and the like, the snacks here in the magic city are definitely not to the taste of Northwest men, after thinking about it, Cang Hai felt that he had arrived at the commercial center It's over, let's get some practical things for the folks to go back.

He drove the car to the underground parking lot and parked the car. Cang Hai started to stroll around the shopping mall by himself. When he turned down the fifth and sixth floors, Cang Hai didn't even remember what to buy for the folks. Such a big shopping mall didn't let Cang Hai There is a desire to buy something.

In fact, this can’t be blamed on the shopping malls. All the products sold here are brand-name goods. A piece of clothing can cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. Cosmetics and other things start at three-digit prices. The folks’ view of news, that is, at the level of the wholesale market, is too high and they are reluctant to wear it or use it when they buy it back, let alone Cang Hai doesn’t want to do this, every set of Armani Cang Hai can afford it. , but how do the villagers wear this thing when they buy it back? Every Armani in the village carries a hoe to work in the field, or wear it when driving cattle?

After walking around aimlessly, Cang Hai was about to go home and get some sleep, before he left the mall, the phone in his pocket rang again.

It was Liu Li who called this time, her former colleague, and Cang Hai also gave her two melons when she came to Shanghai. After all, this girl was once a leader in building a water tower in the village. You will forget to help your friends.

"Boss!" Liu Li's voice came from the phone.

"What are you doing, call me at this hour today, are you not busy with work?" Cang Hai asked with a smile.

Liu Li replied: "It's not that you haven't done this job before. How can you not be busy? By the way, are you free tomorrow night? Mr. Zhou wants to treat you to dinner."

"President Zhou? Zhou Ze?" Cang Hai asked after thinking for a while.

"Well, he heard that you came to Shanghai, and wanted to treat you to a meal," Liu Li said with a hum.

"Where do you still have contact with him?" Cang Hai asked curiously.

Not long after coming to Shanghai last year, Liu Li changed jobs. Although she is still working in her old profession, her salary has jumped two levels from before, which is almost the same as Cang Hai’s before. Thousands more.Cang Hai thought that Liu Li had nothing to do with Zhou Ze since she quit the job, but he didn't expect Zhou Ze to invite him to dinner through Liu Li.

Liu Li smiled and said: "Our company has a project that we cooperate with Mr. Zhou, so now I deal with him often, do you think you are free?"

Cang Hai thought that he was fine. Besides, Zhou Ze didn't eat people. When he was under him, the relationship between the two of them was considered good. Of course, it was the relationship between the boss and the employees. It would be nonsense to talk about personal relationships. Employees Talking about personal relationships with the boss is either blind or insane.

Cang Hai felt that he had to give this face, otherwise it would be a little unreasonable.

"Okay, let him find a place, and just let me know when the time comes. By the way, do you know why Mr. Zhou is looking for me?" Cang Hai asked one more question.

Liu Li smiled and said, "You see him as too powerful, don't you?"

"Hehe! What do you think?" Cang Hai asked back.

I know Zhou Ze Canghai very well. It’s not that bad for him to be a boss, but he’s really not that good. In short, he has a bit of vision and a bit of wrist, but he’s not outstanding. Rubbing Xu Ren's official seal is not giving it to others.It's like promising Cang Hai the position of manager of the design department, but in the end he broke his promise and gave it to his relatives.

Even if Cang Hai has no money now, he will not follow such a boss, because such a boss does not have much money.

Liu Li laughed loudly when she heard that: "You're right, Mr. Zhou probably wants you to go back and help him continue to manage the design department."

"Isn't his relative the manager of the design department? What am I going to do, deputy manager?" Cang Hai joked with a smile.

Liu Li said: "I can't make it clear on the phone, let's talk when we meet tomorrow night."

"That!"

Cang Hai didn't ask any more questions, the two chatted for a few words, then hung up the phone.

Back home, Cang Hai saw that the time was almost up, and was about to make dinner. After thinking about it, he would eat it by himself tonight. It was a bit lazy, and he cooked instant noodles to pay for it.

After eating dinner and watching TV for a while, he made a phone call and got the news that Lu Shu, Qi Yue and Shi Wei were not coming, so he took a shower and went to bed early.

I got up the next day and went shopping again. I didn’t plan to buy food, but Cang Hai finally bought some things, not limited to those produced in Shanghai, such as Wuxi’s pork ribs in sauce, Yangzhou’s lion head and so on. , I brought a little anyway, a small pile full of them, and finally threw them all into the space.

Wandering on the street all day, watching two movies, seeing that the time was almost up, Cang Hai went to the restaurant he had made an appointment with Liu Li.

The restaurant is a bustling commercial street, on the seventh floor of a large shopping mall. Cang Hai walked there, and immediately saw Liu Li sitting against the glass.

It is easy to find a place for Zhou Ze to treat guests. It is a simple place to eat and there are quite a lot of people. The place Liu Li is looking for is a semi-open room. Even ears can be heard.

Although Cang Hai doesn't mind where to eat, as far as the place Zhou Ze arranged, Cang Hai feels that the sincerity of this person looking for him to go back is not too great. To put it more bluntly, he understands that Zhou Ze thought Cang Hai He was still the same rural boy who had to rely on him to "reward" his food.

Although Zhou Ze may not have such a clear idea in his heart, it can be seen from the details that he doesn't pay much attention to Cang Hai. If you are thirsty?That was a joke.

Cang Hai thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud. Originally, he was very casual, but he restrained himself when interacting with people before. Now that he is his own boss, the nature of his character is naturally revealed. .

"Where's Mr. Zhou?" Cang Hai casually sat across from Liu Li: "Yo, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful in this outfit."

Today, Liu Li is dressed in the standard white-collar dress, a light gray designer suit, a white light lace shirt, a one-step skirt, and a brand-name watch and bag. She looks like a strong woman.

"I just called and the road is blocked. By the way, what do you want to drink, boss? I'll call for you." Liu Li said with a smile.

Hearing what Liu Li said, Cang Hai smiled. For Zhou Ze, Cang Hai knew much better than Liu Li. This excuse has been used countless times in front of Cang Hai. With Cang Hai's understanding of Zhou Ze In all likelihood, they are still in the company and haven't come out yet.

"White Water" Cang Hai said.

"Boss, your watermelon is delicious, but it's just too difficult to deal with. You have to use a saw every time." Liu Li summoned a waiter, asked Cang Hai for a glass of white water, and then complained with a smile.

"If you want to eat good food but don't want to work hard, how can there be such a good thing in this world?" Cang Hai also joked with a smile, and then said: "Tell me, what's going on with Mr. Zhou?"

After speaking, Cang Hai picked up the water glass in front of him and took a small sip, then looked at Liu Li.

(End of this chapter)