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

The streetlights outside the car window came on, and as the taxi moved forward, the light flickered inside the car.

Jiang Lin stared at the bank card in front of him, its light flickering, for a long while before his gaze slowly shifted to Jiang Ye's face.

Those eyes, always clear and calm, were now looking at him intently and calmly, without the slightest hesitation, only complete trust and support.

He grabbed that hand with both of his, holding it tightly. "How can I let my wife pay for my wife's future?"

His voice was low and hoarse, with a deliberately feigned air of "macho" nonchalance.

He tried to use this joke to dilute the overly sentimental atmosphere at the moment.

But he held her hand and didn't let go.

From the moment he opened his eyes that day, Jiang Lin had a constant thought in his mind: to walk steadily.

So, even though he knew it was foolish, he still drove his van hundreds of kilometers to sell hundreds of kilograms of watermelons, just to verify the panel's suggestion.

Therefore, even though they already had a way in, they still didn't want to take any risks and go all the way to take all the villagers' watermelons.

When doing something, don't think about success first; think about failure first.

Once bitten, twice shy.

However, the current situation is completely different from that agricultural real estate that was digging a pit for people to jump into.

He can afford to lose!

Even if these 50 acres of strawberries fail due to various uncontrollable factors, what is the worst possible outcome?

It's just a matter of investment and time this season, but it's by no means a catastrophe.

The land is still there.

The greenhouse ones are also there.

He also has the core customer base of "Qingshan Watermelon", established communities and channels, and... the people around him.

Jiang Lin took the bank card from Jiang Ye's hand and carefully put it back into her bag.

"Teacher Lin is right, Mr. Zhao should be very happy to cooperate with us."

"Don't worry, sir, I'll go and take down this million-dollar hill right away!"

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In the conference room of Youguo's headquarters, there were six people sitting. Apart from Zhao Yu, the rest were all over fifty years old.

A subtle restlessness permeated the air.

After Zhao Yu finished signing the last document, she closed the meeting room door and calmly glanced at the others.

"Uncles and aunts, is there something you've come all here for today?"

"Don't you know why we came here, Mr. Zhao?" The woman sitting opposite Zhao Yu spoke first.

She is Zhao Yu's third aunt, Liu Yumei, who owns five ordinary Youguohui stores. The others here are similar, all being older generations who own several stores.

Zhao Yu closed the pen that had been used to sign, pondered for a moment, and smiled faintly: "Third Aunt, to be honest, I really don't know."

Liu Yumei said, "Our flagship 'Qingshan Watermelon' is of really good quality, and it's highly regarded by customers. It sells out as soon as it hits the shelves every day. Its reputation has spread far and wide, and we can't keep up with demand!"

As she spoke, she glanced at the others present and said, "My shops receive about 150 jin (75 catties) of watermelons, or about 20 watermelons, every day."

"Are your shops the same?"

"We're constantly out of stock, and customers are asking us every day. How do we keep this business going?"

After she finished speaking, several people next to her chimed in, "That's right. Such a good-selling item, but no stock to sell, means we can't make money."

"We've put up posters, displays, and samples, but the supply is insufficient. Isn't this a waste of resources and a drain on customer enthusiasm?"

"We went to the warehouse to request the goods, but the warehouse said they didn't have this item at all. We heard that it was you, Mr. Zhao, who personally ordered the third-party delivery to be sent directly to the store."

"Isn't this... a bit inconsistent with our company's warehousing and distribution standards?"

"The centralized warehouse conducts unified quality inspections, sorting, and scheduling to ensure the quality and efficiency of our Youguohui, as well as to control costs."

"Mr. Zhao, we don't quite understand this approach."

The meeting room fell silent for a moment.

All eyes were on Zhao Yu. On the surface, the group seemed to be stating their difficulties, but in reality, they were holding Zhao Yu accountable for controlling the goods, affecting sales, and violating delivery rules.

Zhao Yu listened with a cold smile, but on the surface he looked puzzled: "Main recommendation? There isn't a main recommendation, is there?"

"Our supplier for Qingshan watermelons is currently in the trial delivery phase with us. Headquarters hasn't issued any marketing instructions yet. Who decided the marketing strategies for each of your stores?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yumei immediately took over, saying, "If the products sell well, each of our shops must respond immediately. If we wait for instructions from headquarters, we'll miss the opportunity!"

"That's right, niece, you weren't on the front lines, so you don't know the situation there."

"Since this Qingshan watermelon is so popular in the market, let's quickly stock up on it in large quantities."

"In this situation, it's not like you can make money even if you see it!"

"Furthermore, this direct-delivery model is unacceptable. What about quality control? How do we calculate costs? Isn't this just adding unnecessary expenses?"

Zhao Yu smiled and stretched. "Sent to the central warehouse, and then everyone can freely transfer goods?"

"Everyone here is my elder, so I should have left some things unsaid to save face for everyone."

Her voice wasn't loud, and could be considered calm, but the word "should have" made the brows of several people present unconsciously furrow.

Liu Yumei's face immediately darkened. "Zhao Yu, you know we are your elders. What do you mean by saying this? We're transferring goods, isn't it for the company's performance? Why can't we say it openly? Why be so sarcastic?"

"Sarcastic remarks." Zhao Yu sneered, her gaze sharp and cold. "Since you're here to talk about rules, then let's have a proper discussion about the rules of Youguohui!"

"Let's talk about 'Qingshan Watermelons' first. I didn't agree to it. Who gave you the right to directly transfer goods from the warehouse?"

"Twenty thousand kilograms of watermelons were privately allocated to their own shops, causing the flagship store, which represents the company, to run out of stock and disrupting the company's overall operational plan!"

As she spoke, she clapped her hands, and outside the door, her assistant brought in a series of documents.

Zhao Yu spread out the documents and began calling out names, "Third Aunt, why was the spoilage rate of the Grade A crystal red grapes delivered to your store 10% higher than other stores last quarter, even though it was the same product? What's the difference? Was it due to poor storage at your store, or did some of the 'reasonable spoilage' goods end up in other channels?"

"Uncle, for the same delivery route, the logistics cost from the central warehouse has increased by 15% compared to the same period last year, while the increases in fuel prices and driver wages during the same period were far lower. Where did this money go?"

As she spoke, Zhao Yu slammed her hand on the table: "Second Aunt, who gave the warehouse the audacity to use the company's name and charge suppliers a 500 yuan entry fee every time!"

She looked at everyone in front of her: "I went through all that trouble to find good products, and this is how you treat me?"

"I respect you as my elders, so I used to turn a blind eye to things."

"Now, you're asking me for rules and questioning why I'm controlling the supply!"

"Alright, since you're already here, give me an explanation today!"