"Shujie, why are you still a second-rate dealer?" Cao Zhen couldn't understand.

When he was young, he was not a person who could not make money.

Cao Shujie told him: "I rented a factory and have been busy for two months. Now it is idle. I haven't found any other good projects. I just want to take advantage of the two months before the Spring Festival to work on it to earn a difference and live a good life."

Have a good year.”

Cao Zhen really admired him: "I'll go and ask. I know a few fruit growers, but I'm not sure if they still have any in stock."

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news." Cao Shujie laughed.

After hanging up the phone, his wife asked him: "Brother Zhen, do you have any resources there?"

"It's hard to say. He knows two people. He has to ask first if they have any fruit in stock." Cao Shujie told his wife.

…

Over in Xinjiang Changji, Cao Zhen was wondering who to ask about the fruit.

The Xinjiang area is vast and sparsely populated. Some people contract land to grow cotton and grain. There are also many people who contract land to grow walnuts and fruits, and they grow a lot of it.

Unlike his hometown of Caojiazhuang, which cultivates orchards of several acres or more than ten acres, many people here start with orchards of dozens of acres, and there are also a few who plant orchards of hundreds of acres.

It's a coincidence that there is an apple planting base in Changji, Xinjiang.

Cao Zhen has heard from others before that the industrial scale of this base is relatively large in Xinjiang, with dozens of apple parks and an annual output of more than 200,000 tons.

Thinking about who to ask, Cao Zhen started to look through his phone's address book again.

When he came to Xinjiang Changji for more than a year, he didn't just come here to eat and make dung. When he contracted 5,000 acres of land, he also entered an industry circle.

There are people here who are related to agriculture.

"Adilijiang, that's him." After Cao Zhen saw a name, he dialed the number.

He remembered that there were hundreds of acres of apple orchards planted in Adilijiang, but he didn't know if all the apples there were sold?

The first time he called, the call was not connected. Cao Zhen thought that the other party was probably busy, so he was not in a hurry and planned to call again later.

Just after hanging up the phone, before putting the phone in his pocket, Cao Zhen rang again. When Cao Zhen saw the name 'Adilijiang' displayed on the screen, he was still thinking: "You're back so soon?"

"Hey, Adilijiang, I'm Cao Zhen." Cao Zhen shouted and started chatting with the other party.

"Yes, I have a friend from my hometown who wants to buy apples. There are a lot of apples. Do you still have them here?"

"You want him to come over and have a chat? You tell me the price first, and I'll tell him. If he thinks it's appropriate, he'll come over on his own."

"Okay, Adilijiang, I'll treat you to dinner another day." After Cao Zhen hung up the phone, he thought about it and called Cao Shujie.

Cao Shujie didn't expect Cao Zhen to be so fast. After hearing what Cao Zhen said about the situation there, he thought that he should go there and talk face to face with the fruit farmer named Adilijiang.

At this time, Cao Shujie suddenly understood why Zuo Le and Nie Bin were running around.

"Are you going to Xinjiang Changji again?" Cheng Xiaolin was surprised to hear her husband talking about this.

Seeing that her husband didn't look like he was joking, Cheng Xiaolin asked him: "When are you going?"

"The sooner the better. I plan to fly there tomorrow morning so I can finish my work early and come back early." Cao Shujie is now a man of action.

He didn't want to waste any time.

He basically doesn't have to worry about it at home. His wife can take care of the workshop and warehouse in town.

Cao Shuchao and Cao Jianjun are responsible for the orchard in the north and the breeding farm in the south respectively. Together with his father's back and forth, after nearly two years of running in, all aspects have become very mature.

Cheng Xiaolin sighed and said, "Okay, I'll pack some clothes for you to take with you."

"You have to pay attention to your safety when you go out alone." Cheng Xiaolin warned him.

Cao Shujie smiled: "Don't worry, there will be Cao Zhen when we get there. Besides, I'll take a direct flight there, so it'll be fine."

When Mengmeng heard that her father was going away, tears began to brew in her eyes, as if they would fall at any time: "Dad, can you not go?"

Cao Shujie still smiled and said: "No, dad can't be idle. He has to go out to earn a dowry for you. Dad will be back in a few days, okay."

"Really?" Mengmeng asked, "Will you be back in a few days?"

"Yes, you count on your fingers. Dad promises to be back in a few days." Cao Shujie said.

His wife rolled her eyes when she heard this. She was trying to trick a child at this time. She couldn't even count how many days he had spent on his fingers.

Cheng Xiaolin asked him: "Can the problem be solved in one week?"

"It should be no problem." Cao Shujie looked at his wife and said, "I'll load it into the car and send it over after we negotiate it over there."

Speaking of this matter, Cao Shujie thought of another thing and said to his wife: "Honey, I have to trouble you to do something."

"Say." Cheng Xiaolin said.

Cao Shujie said: "If I use railway transportation to deliver containers from there, I will have to find a truck to take them to the warehouse in Qingshi Town. I'll leave this job to you."

"Looking for a car, right? That's no problem." Cheng Xiaolin didn't take it seriously.

During those two months in the town, Cheng Xiaolin had to deal with trucks delivering fruit to the factory every day, and Cheng Xiaolin was already very familiar with this area.

That night, when the couple thought that they might not see each other for a week, after Mengmeng fell asleep, they both wanted to rub each other into their bodies.

On the morning of the second day, Cao Shujie drove his LaCrosse to Quancheng Airport, where he boarded a plane bound for Xinjiang Wuqi.

Before the plane departed, when the plane's loudspeaker shouted to shut it down, Cao Shujie sent a text message to Cao Zhen, telling him the time he would arrive at Wuqi Airport.

As for his car, it is stored in the parking lot of the airport and will be driven when he returns.

At 3:28 in the afternoon, Cao Shujie came out of Wuqi Airport with his luggage bag. He first found a quiet place to call his wife back.

After waiting for Cheng Xiaolin to answer the phone, she anxiously asked him if he was already there?

"Honey, I've arrived at Wuqi Airport. Don't worry, I'm fine." Cao Shujie said.

"Shujie, this way." Cao Zhen called him from the side.

Cao Shujie turned his head following the voice, and when he saw Cao Zhen, he yelled: "Why are you so fast?"

Then he said to his wife: "Honey, Cao Zhen has come to pick me up. I'll hang up first and we'll talk in the evening."

"Okay!" Cheng Xiaolin knew he was busy and hung up the phone.

Cao Zhen came over and said, "Hey, I've been waiting for you here for almost two hours. I don't have any other luggage. Let's go first and eat."

"Let's go." Cao Shujie followed Cao Zhen out with his luggage bag, and came to the place where Cao Zhen parked his car. He looked at the second-hand car that Cao Zhen bought and used it for personal use, and thought that this car really knows how to enjoy it.

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"Cao Zhen, what's the name of the person you contacted called Adi?" Cao Shujie didn't remember.

Cao Zhen told him: "Adilijiang."

"What, you want to find him now?" Cao Zhen looked at him in surprise.

When Cao Shujie nodded, Cao Zhen thought for a moment and said, "That's okay. I'll call him first to see if he's at home."

After finishing speaking, Cao Zhen stopped the car at an out-of-the-way place on the side of the road, turned on the double flash to alert the vehicles behind him, and then found Adilijiang's phone number and dialed it.

This time it went very smoothly. It didn't take long for the call to be connected. Cao Zhen expressed on the phone the idea of ​​meeting him tonight.

"Adilijiang, my friend flew over non-stop this morning and wanted to talk to you about Apple in person." Cao Zhen emphasized this point.

"Okay." Adilijiang agreed to meet, and he also said that he would invite Cao Zhen and his friends to have dinner together.

After hanging up the phone, Cao Zhen spread his hands and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to treat you to a meal, but this time I even saved the money for the meal. Let's go directly to benefit from you today."

"Nonsense, let's stop and find a place to have a quick meal first. I'm so hungry that I feel sour in my stomach." Cao Shujie didn't lie.

Cao Zhen didn't believe it: "You're talking nonsense. There's also in-flight meals on the plane. I've also been on an airplane. Don't think I don't know."

"Haha, I'm not used to eating that food. Find a place quickly." Cao Shujie said seriously.

Cao Zhen saw that he didn't look like he was joking, so he took him to a small restaurant.

Order two plates of mutton and naan, and a bowl of mutton soup for a simple meal.

Only then did Cao Zhen ask Cao Shujie how he came up with the idea of ​​flipping fruits?

Cao Shujie said: "I didn't originally plan to do this."

He told Cao Zhen about the day he and Cao Jianlong went to the town to collect project funds, and also told Cao Zhen about his chat with the mayor Liu Furong.

"Just because of Liu Furong's words, you made up your mind to do this?" Cao Zhen looked at him with strange eyes and shivered.

He said: "I found that you rich people are really like this. Others may say something as a joke, but you actually do it."

"You don't understand, I've thought about it, this is really profitable." Cao Shujie said seriously.

This sentence "You don't understand" was so lethal that Cao Zhen didn't want to speak.

Seeing him like that, Cao Shujie laughed: "Cao Zhen, let me tell you, I plan to postpone this transaction until the end of the year, a total of two months. If you are not in a hurry to go back, please help me take a look here.

How about we split the money?”

"How much will you give me?" Cao Zhencai said bluntly.

He knew this guy was really rich.

Comparatively speaking, he himself is poor, and his wife will give birth in the next year. Whether it is a daughter or a son, he has to face the fact of earning diapers and milk powder for the children. At this time, he can earn a little bit.
To be continued...