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

Two trucks entered the park.

You can see that the surrounding area is full of brand-new warehouses, and the asphalt road on the ground is also very new.

However, a lot of weeds had grown along the roadside.

It was somewhat different from what he had imagined the park to be like; there were no vehicles coming and going, and it felt like the entire park consisted only of their two cars.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a warehouse, and a middle-aged man who looked to be in his late thirties and had a strong build came over to greet them.

He was wearing a black T-shirt and had a buzz cut. If he were to wear a big gold chain, he would look exactly like the stereotypical gangster Jiang Lin had in mind.

"You must be Jiang Lin?"

Jiang Lin heard a familiar voice and was somewhat surprised: "Uncle Chen?"

"Hey, it's me, hehe!" Uncle Chen laughed, his usual江湖气气 (jianghu qi, a kind of江湖 ...

He laughed as he pulled out a cigarette: "Want a smoke?"

Jiang Lin smiled and shook his head, subconsciously glancing around. "Uncle Chen has this business? It looks kind of new..."

He was referring to the cold storage.

Uncle Chen watched his actions, put the cigarette back in his pocket, and said with his smile unchanged, "It looks a bit desolate, there aren't many cars."

He didn't mince words and said directly, "The industrial park was just built. In the past two years, the bosses have taken advantage of the policies to build a lot of new facilities, but the equipment and facilities are really good. The refrigeration machines are all imported, and in terms of safety, it's even better than those old warehouses."

"I came here specifically to pick you up and take you inside so you wouldn't feel uneasy, just in case you were worried."

He waved his hand, instructing the dispatcher to guide the truck into the warehouse, and then lowered his voice to continue, "I won't talk to you about those outside things. This isn't really my business. I'm just a smuggler, helping the bosses make some business."

"Ono called last night, what a coincidence, so I quickly contacted her and left my contact information with you."

Jiang Lin nodded and followed Uncle Chen to look around.

You can hear most of the machines running. As soon as you enter the warehouse, the temperature drops immediately. The LEDs on the wall display the current temperature and humidity, which vary in different areas.

Seeing that Jiang Lin's face was expressionless, Uncle Chen couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he simply said, "There are management requirements. Although it's only for a week, we still need to go through the procedures and sign a contract."

Jiang Lin laughed and said, "No problem."

The total amount is 2500, and the calculation details are clearly written in the contract.

Jiang Lin saw the property ownership certificate for the warehouse, as well as the original authorization letter from the operating company to Chen Jinzhong.

To be fair, he also liked this style of doing things.

Jiang Lin quickly signed his name, received his copy of the contract, and paid the money directly.

Incidentally, they also paid for the two trucks at the same time.

"You sit and rest, I'll get them to work!" Uncle Chen turned on the microphone in the monitoring room. "We can unload now. The truck is loaded with watermelons, everyone be careful."

The workers, dressed in uniform, began to get busy.

Lin Tao drove over and was slightly taken aback when he saw the surrounding scene.

"This location is a bit out of the way."

He was also very outspoken.

Jiang Lin said, "The location is alright. In fact, it's faster to get into the city than the Youguohui warehouse."

"They said it was just built, and the business development isn't going very well."

Lin Tao nodded and handed his phone to Jiang Lin: "Here, take a look, and listen to it while you're at it."

Jiang Lin listened to the recording once. The sound was a bit low, but he could understand what had happened. Together with the photo, it was enough to explain the whole story.

500 yuan isn't a lot of money, but the nature of this matter is very serious.

Lin Tao took out the memory card and handed it to Jiang Lin, saying, "Keep it yourself."

Then he looked at the workers helping to move watermelons inside the warehouse: "But you know what, this place does look much more professional than the other side."

He then changed the subject: "Has the money from Youguohui been transferred?"

"If it's not enough, shall I go get some?"

As Jiang Lin inserted the memory card into his phone, he said, "I have enough money. I took 20,000 yuan from home last night."

Lin Tao chuckled: "It's rare to see Uncle Jiang and the others being so generous."

They knew very well how strictly Jiang Lin had been disciplined since childhood.

School accommodation requires a pre-planned budget each week, and if Jiang Lin exceeds his budget even slightly, he will go hungry.

So back then, they were the ones who treated me to things like going online, playing games, and eating on weekends.

But looking back now, it's not without its beautiful memories.

Jiang Lin said, "It's not that they're stingy, they really don't have much at home. They probably haven't saved up these tens of thousands of yuan for many years."

The older generation in rural areas didn't earn their savings; they accumulated them over several years by eating steamed buns and pickled vegetables for lunch and mending their clothes.

"Now they should be happy. I've roughly calculated that if we handle this batch of watermelons well, we can earn several times that amount."

"Even if we make a profit, we'll invest it all back in!"

"It feels like such a large area of ​​land for joint cultivation is being wasted. We'll talk to Secretary Li again after we make a profit from selling the watermelons."

"Okay, you make the arrangements, I'll do it!"

A van loaded with 1,000 kilograms of watermelons was hauled to the Communication University of China.

As Jiang Lin had predicted, online orders did indeed plummet. The freshmen who had been undergoing military training had gone to rest, and the sophomores and juniors had not yet been trained.

Although there was a temporary gap, Jiang Lin was not in a hurry, because word of mouth would ferment.

Whenever someone wants to buy a watermelon, the first person they will think of is Watermelon Bro!

Chen Feng set up a makeshift stall at the school gate and led a few part-time students to do some temporary activities there.

They were all registered with the school; that's one of the advantages of being a student.

With part-time jobs to support his studies, plus Jiang Ye's reputation as an on-campus student entrepreneur and his agricultural assistance practice, his "buffs" are stacked up to the max.

Of course, Li Yao spoke up for them, and all the watermelons that were supposed to be given were delivered without fail.

Selling watermelons is secondary; the important thing is to use this day to make an appearance in front of everyone.

Jiang Ye and her roommates had dinner. While waiting for Jiang Lin to arrive, she sat in the storeroom for a while, listened to Jiang Lin talk about what had happened in the past two days, and then gave Jiang Lin a picture of green mountains that she had designed.

"How is it?"

She looked at me like she wanted me to praise her.

The image is intended for trademark application; below the characters "青山" (Qingshan), there is the topography of Dongfeng Village.

"My wife is amazing! She's maxed out all her talents!"

"Right!" Jiang Ye said smugly, but then couldn't help but reveal the truth, "Actually, I just mentioned my ideas; my mom did all the drawing."

"Thank you!" Jiang Lin said.

Jiang Ye reached out and punched him hard: "If you say thank you again, I'll get angry!"

As she spoke, she leaned on Jiang Lin's shoulder, "The weather forecast says it will start raining tomorrow."

"Then our freshmen are lucky, they can avoid a few days of military training."

Seeing that he was changing the subject, Jiang Ye asked, "Is this what I wanted to talk to you about?"

Jiang Lin gently stroked her head: "Don't worry, everything is ready..."