You've been reborn and you're going to go farm?

"Director Liang, I've been busy with farm work these past few days, so I won't be able to come to the reporting session today."

"Oh yeah, I'll take the day off today, but I promise I'll be there tomorrow."

"As for the books, I'll have Gu Zhengwei pick them up for me."

"Okay, okay, how could I lie? I'm such an honest person."

I've been so busy for the past few days that I completely forgot about going to school.

If Jiang Ye hadn't called to say that she had gone back to school with her future mother-in-law, Jiang Lin would have completely forgotten that she was still a student.

"University life is great!" Jiang Lin took out his phone and dialed Gu Zhengwei's number directly.

"Old Gu, have you arrived at school yet?"

"Could you please collect my books for the evening class meeting?"

Are you familiar with QR codes?

"Then you should check Google first."

"We used to have a 12-digit serial number that we had to input one by one, which was too tedious, so I wanted to make something simpler."

"With a simple scan using a browser like UC Browser, you can directly access the traceability information for each watermelon."

"QR codes are a great thing; they're bound to become incredibly popular in the future."

"Yes, there must be an interface."

So, Gu Zhengwei excitedly went back to doing manual labor.

Jiang Lin scratched his head, realizing he seemed to be increasingly heading in the direction of a capitalist.

"I wonder if reporting this to the department will get me some kind of subsidy!"

……

The truck stopped at the service area, and Lin Tao followed it in. Seeing the driver get off, he went over to him, handed him a cigarette, and then lit one for himself.

The two sat on the roof of the shed and chatted for a while.

"Does the driver often drive this road?"

"I've been running this for several years."

"Although the order from your Dongfeng Village is small, everyone is still quite willing to come."

Lin Tao smiled and said, "You're easy to talk to, aren't you?"

The master chef exhaled a smoke ring. "It's not that we're easy to talk to, it's just that everyone follows the rules."

He flicked his cigarette ash, narrowed his eyes, and asked casually, "Which company is the address you sent to?"

Lin Tao replied, "It's called Youguohui."

The master's gaze darkened. "So you all communicated this beforehand, didn't you?"

"We had a lot of orders delivered there before, and there were some unpleasant experiences along the way."

Lin Tao paused in his smoking motion: "How should I put it?"

The foreman smiled and said, "Anyway, it never goes smoothly. Either the weight is less than expected, or there's something wrong with the goods."

"Or, simply refuse to unload the goods."

"Then just give me some."

The driver's words were quite blunt.

It's just a toll fee.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for reminding me, Master."

He went into the convenience store and bought two bottles of drinks: "Hey bro, have some water."

"You're too kind."

As he spoke, he put out his cigarette.

"I still prefer working with you young people."

"Ding is Dingmao is Mao."

With that, he got into the car.

The warehouse of Youguohui is located in a large logistics park in the south of the city. After the truck entered the park, it stopped at the entrance of the Youguohui warehouse.

A middle-aged man wearing a helmet and carrying a notebook approached the driver's seat: "What are you doing?"

The driver sneered inwardly, but still maintained a smile on his face. "It's a complimentary watermelon."

Lin Tao had already jogged over from behind at this moment.

"We are the supplier, and we are delivering 20,000 jin (10,000 kg) of watermelons."

The man in the safety helmet glanced at him: "Who are you?"

"I am the owner of the goods."

Lin Tao casually handed him a cigarette.

The helmet was glanced at indifferently by Zhonghua.

He then reached out and took the cigarette, tucking it behind his ear. "Okay, then come in with me and register first."

Lin Tao followed him into the security room, where a monitor was mounted on the wall, and the camera footage monitored every corner of the warehouse.

The helmet flipped through his notebook and found the record of this truckload of watermelons.

He looked up and sized Lin Tao up and down: "A new supplier?"

Lin Tao nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, this time it's a sample shipment."

"Okay, then you can start unloading the goods."

You unload the cargo...

When goods are delivered, there's no reason for the delivery person to unload them.

Could it be that there were a dozen or so laborers squatting in the truck bed, ready to jump down at the appointed time and unload everything in no time?

That's quite straightforward.

Lin Tao's expression remained unchanged as he smiled ingratiatingly, "Sir, we're not familiar with this warehouse either."

"We can't afford to pay for any accidental bumps or scratches."

"You're not...?"

The helmet-wielding man said calmly, "It's not that I'm making things difficult for you."

"Our internal regulations state that the workers who help unload the goods must pay a management fee."

As he spoke, he pulled the door behind him open, revealing a notice stamped with an official seal.

"Here you go!"

Lin Tao carefully read the announcement, which stated that internal employees were not allowed to unload goods from outside the premises without authorization.

But what does this have to do with his truckload of watermelons?

He suppressed his anger, looked around, then took an envelope out of his bag and placed it on the table.

Lin Tao lowered his voice: "Boss, five hundred yuan is nothing, please help me out."

The helmet-wearing man sized Lin Tao up and down, then smirked, "Getting it."

The envelope was sealed, indicating that it had been prepared in advance.

He poured the money out of the envelope right in front of Lin Tao.

He twirled his fingers; five sheets.

His expression brightened a bit, and he stuffed the money back into his pocket, envelope and all.

"Okay, sit down for a while. There's bottled water over there. Help yourself if you're thirsty."

"If you feel bored, you can go outside for a walk, just don't go into the warehouse."

As he spoke, he grabbed a megaphone and went outside, shouting, "Brothers, we've got work to do!"

"Hey sir, come on over, drive the car in!"

"Be careful when unloading 20,000 jin of watermelons."

Lin Tao's eyes darkened, and he took out his phone and pressed the stop recording button.

He glanced at the notice on the wall, then at the people outside; everyone was busy and no one seemed to notice him.

He took a picture of the notice with his phone before turning around and walking out.

After weighing and unloading, the driver stopped the car, got out, walked over to Lin Tao, took out a cigarette, and offered it to him, casually asking, "Paid the tax?" as if nothing had happened.

Lin Tao gave a soft "hmm," and asked, "Does this kind of thing happen often?"

The driver stretched, then twisted his neck and chuckled, "It depends on the company."

"In well-managed companies, you don't even need to say a word; as soon as your car arrives, people can tell where you're from just by looking at your license plate."

"Once you arrive, just go to the lounge to have some water and food, then weigh and unload the goods. Everything is very standardized."

"Companies that are poorly managed have plenty of excuses to pay taxes."

"You haven't seen enough."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the Youguohui logo above the warehouse: "Weren't you guys selling it yourselves before? How did you get involved with this company?"

Lin Tao smiled. Could he really say that only two or three people were actually handling this business worth hundreds of thousands?

"I figured wholesale would be easier and less troublesome."

"really……"

"It's understandable to suffer some indignity and pay some taxes."