Aunt Yun looked at Chu Hao with a strange expression:

"Xiao Hao, how do you know this person?"

Chu Hao's heart skipped a beat. Looking at Aunt Yun, Zheng Jiancheng had already been in contact with her.

Chu Hao basically knew about Zheng Jiancheng from his mother's mouth. He didn't know exactly when the grandson came into contact with Aunt Yun.

But he didn't expect that when he was worried that Aunt Qian would be taken to the pit by Fang Wenhua, his grandson would already be close to Aunt Yun.

As the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly, bad things come in pairs, and they all caught up.

Before Chu Hao could reply, Aunt Yun poked his forehead with her jade finger angrily:

"Did you go to the factory to deliver food to me? There happened to be a machine accident in the factory that day. Zheng Jiancheng's brother Zheng Daqiang was injured at work. My aunt was too busy dealing with it and didn't bother to go home. At that time, Zheng Daqiang's family members came.

, the commotion was serious, and the factory had to give an explanation. Fortunately, his brother Zheng Jiancheng was an intellectual and sensible. He knew that the accident was caused by his brother's improper operation of the machine, so he managed to persuade his family to go back. Later, the factory gave him a certain amount of compensation.

After compensation, things will gradually calm down..."

Chu Hao did not expect that Zheng Jiancheng would appear in front of Aunt Yun in this way. Judging from Aunt Yun's tone, her first impression of Zheng Jiancheng was not bad, and she even had a good impression.

After all, if things really get serious, she, the deputy director in charge of production, will definitely be implicated.

Zheng Jiancheng was able to take the initiative to reduce the impact and indirectly consider her, which was regarded as a favor to Aunt Yun.

On the surface, Zheng Jiancheng seems to be a rare good person who can discern the truth. However, Chu Hao, who has experienced the past life, knows that the other party may have put on a mask in front of Aunt Yun at that moment.

This is a scam, a trap that was targeted at Aunt Yun very early on. Aunt Yun, who is familiar with the system, jumped into the big network that Zheng Jiian weaved for her from the beginning.

However, judging from Aunt Yun's words, the two currently have not had much contact, and Zheng Jiancheng has not yet launched the next step of his offensive.

Chu Hao still has a chance to tear off his mask!

As for how to operate, you need to wait for the right opportunity. Zheng Jiancheng regards Aunt Yun as his prey, and he, Chu Hao, also regards him as a garbage person who needs to be cleaned up.

Chu Hao knew very well that according to the stubborn temperament inherited from Aunt Yun and Aunt Qian, even if he tried his best to slander Zheng Jiancheng now, Aunt Yun said she would pay attention, but in her heart she probably didn't take his words seriously.

As long as problems can be solved with words, there won't be too many unfortunate tragedies in this world.

Chu Hao retracted his thoughts and asked with a smile in order to get more information:

"Auntie, according to what you said, the man named Zheng Jiancheng is not bad. His brother is injured at work. Does the factory plan to ask him to take over the job?"

"I have this consideration. After all, their family has been working in the factory for decades, from his father to his brother. His brother was seriously injured and can hardly operate the machine with one arm. The factory leaders hope that his brother Zheng Jiancheng

Otherwise, the family's income would suddenly be cut off. However, we sent people to talk to Zheng Jiancheng several times. He declined because he was a pen holder and had never touched machinery. He hoped that the factory would not worry about his family's feelings.

,Leave the position to others..."

Speaking of this, Aunt Yun sighed with emotion:

"I know a little bit about Zheng Jiancheng's family. It seems that my ancestors were capitalists, but then they became an ordinary working-class family. Life was tight. My father passed away from lung cancer. My old mother was bedridden all year round. His eldest brother was injured at work.

, the family suddenly lost their source of income. According to normal people, they would definitely arrange for one of his family members to take up the job. However, he took the initiative to give up his job considering the difficult operation of the factory in recent years. The leaders in the factory felt that this person was enlightened.

, let me bring some gifts to express condolences and persuasion after work tomorrow..."

Chu Hao nodded. This was consistent with what he knew about Zheng Jiancheng's family situation. The other party successfully deceived everyone and portrayed himself as a kind and good person who was selfless, humble and courageous in giving.

Hearing that Aunt Yun was going to Zheng Jiancheng's house tomorrow, Chu Hao was moved and said with a smile:

"Auntie, after you said this, I also want to get to know someone. It's rare to see such a good person who is willing to sacrifice himself for others. Why don't I go with you after get off work tomorrow? Maybe we can even become friends with him."

Aunt Yun pondered for a moment, twisted Chu Hao's ears lovingly, and said with a smile:

"I know you're worried about Auntie, and I'm not hurting you, you little bastard, in vain. Okay, then come to me tomorrow night after get off work and let's go together. It just so happens that you are both intellectuals and have a common topic..."

The two of them just chatted, and soon fell asleep one after another.

The next Saturday, Chu Hao got up early. While Aunt Yun and Aunt Qian were still sleeping, Qin Mimi took out all the belongings worth 2,000 yuan from the bathroom.

In the early morning at the end of August in Yanjing, the sun was still shining brightly, making people's skin burn from the sun, and smoke would start to rise from their throats in a short while.

Chu Hao was about to call a rickshaw and rush to the place agreed with Uncle Zhang yesterday when a familiar shout came from across the road:

"Hey, Xiao Chu, your uncle and I are here!"

Chu Hao turned around and saw Uncle Zhang standing in the shade of a willow tree across the road, with a snakeskin bag at his feet and waving to him with a smile.

That dazzling smile was like meeting the God of Wealth, and the wrinkles on Uncle Zhang's face seemed to have melted away a lot.

"Uncle, why are you here? Didn't you agree that I would pick you up near your home?"

Chu Hao smiled and said hello. Before the two of them parted last night, Chu Hao revealed that he still needed Uncle Zhang's help in the future. As for the reward, it was 50 yuan a day.

The snakeskin bag was left at the other party's place, so it would be awkward for him to take it home with him.

Uncle Zhang was shocked by the huge sum of 50 yuan, and just nodded blankly.

"Hey, my old man is getting older and sleeps less. How can I compare with you young people? It's just idle. I just walked here. It's only two miles away."

Uncle Zhang got on the tricycle, put the snakeskin bag aside, rubbed his hands and looked at Chu Hao expectantly:

"Xiao Chu, what do you say today, should we continue to go to the park to cut leeks?"

Chu Hao smiled. What the old man said was quite interesting. He even cut leeks, but the games he played were essentially just cutting leeks.

"No rush, it's still early. Let's go to the nearest wholesale market. We don't have enough game materials. We need to add more."

"Okay!"

The person riding the tricycle was a young and strong man. When he heard that he was going to the nearest wholesale market, he immediately drove his two powerful Vajra legs that he had trained over the years and reached his destination in about ten minutes.

Chu Hao asked the other party to wait for a moment. He and Uncle Zhang entered the wholesale market. Considering the amazing popularity of the ball throwing game and the low threshold and short cycle of this game, Chu Hao planned to use all the potential in one go.

burst out.

This time, he was no longer a poor and coquettish young man who spent a long time calculating carefully with only a few hundred dollars in his pocket. He came to the store where he bought table tennis balls and enamel cups yesterday.

Chu Hao bought tens of thousands of the cheapest table tennis balls in one go, and also purchased hundreds of the smallest enamel trumpet cups so that he could maximize the area for lapping.

It won't be like yesterday, where everyone was crowded in front of a booth, seriously affecting the netball experience of many customers.

By the way, Chu Hao also bought a lot of various children's gadgets, as well as a bunch of colorful balloons, plus some miscellaneous gadgets.

Uncle Zhang and I left the wholesale market carrying two heavy boxes, put them on the tricycle, and went to the Dongfeng Popsicle Factory.

The salesperson with a waist as thick as a bucket, her eyes lit up when she saw Chu Hao, a big customer.

Chu Hao did not live up to people's expectations. Based on yesterday, he doubled the price five times and ordered a total of 5,000 popsicles.

Of course, they are all the cheapest ones. Adding the ones provided by the factory and the extra quantity that the aunt intentionally asked the workers to add, there are nearly 10,000 popsicles.

The aunt salesperson smiled like a chrysanthemum and counted the five hundred dollars in her hand. She was so happy.

The order volume of Chu Hao alone is equivalent to that of countless people who wholesale bulk goods. The key is that Chu Hao is generous with his orders, unlike many people who require credit.

As for the extra popsicles she was given, she didn't feel that she was at a disadvantage. The popsicles were too cheap to make. They were basically made of water and some saccharin. If she didn't give them to Chu Hao, they would have rotted in the freezer. The people in the factory themselves

Too lazy to eat.

It's better to give it away as a favor and retain this big customer.

Looking at his half-deflated trouser pocket, Chu Hao didn't feel distressed at all. These were all necessary investments, but Uncle Zhang didn't think so. He watched Chu Hao spend money like water along the way, and his heart was bleeding.

He was used to living a hard life, and he had never seen such a large amount of money spent. In his eyes, there was no need to buy such large quantities of those table tennis balls and enamel cups.

But thinking about the 50 yuan a day, Uncle Zhang swallowed the words that rolled down his throat.

Chu Hao and Uncle Zhang walked out of the popsicle factory one after another holding white foam boxes higher than their heads, and put them on the tricycle with a bang, almost lifting the driver in front of him.

"Tell me, you two, your goods are a bit large. I'm afraid I won't be able to pedal..."

This time it was the tricycle master's turn to be in trouble. He really couldn't pedal, so he didn't make a few bucks. Instead, he was exhausted. What was he trying to do?

Chu Hao smiled and took out a five-dollar bill from his pocket, with a bit of apology on his face:

"I'm sorry, brother, there are a lot of things, I have to trouble you a lot..."

The driver said he couldn't pull it. It's not that he really couldn't pull it, but because you didn't give him enough money and they couldn't help you.

Chu Hao directly threw out five yuan, which was more than he had done ten times, and all the complaints in his heart disappeared instantly.

"Hey, brother, what are you talking about? We old Yanjing people don't have much ability. Helping others is what we should do..."

The driver took Chu Hao's money, as if he had taken a hundred-year-old ginseng. The two powerful Vajra legs burst out with terrifying power again. The chains intertwined and kicked up a gust of wind.

Uncle Zhang smacked his lips. He felt that Chu Hao was a bit of a rich man. The worst he could do was get a tricycle. If everyone was as easy to talk to as him, tricycle riders would be able to sit on the ground and raise their prices.
Chapter completed!