Li Daqi savored Song Yuanchao's words carefully and slowly calmed down.

"Yuan Chao, you are right. True gold is not afraid of fire, and the same is true for friends. Since Zhang Bin and Wang Jianjun are not on the same path as us, there is really no need to be angry for them."

"That's right!" Song Yuanchao laughed happily. Li Daqi could figure it out so quickly, which made him very happy, and he was even more proud to have a friend like Li Daqi who valued love and justice.

"By the way, Yuan Korea, what are you going to do next? Just end this business? It would be a pity if that's the case." Li Daqi couldn't help but ask while smoking. It's been a month since the clothes hanger business was sold.

As Song Yuanchao's right-hand man for a month, he knew better than anyone how much profit there was.

According to his estimate, Song Yuanchao's income has reached nearly ten thousand, which is a very astonishing amount, and it is still growing at a rate of several hundred every day.

Although Li Daqi's income is far less than that of Song Yuanchao, he is different from Zhang Bin and Wang Jianjun. In Li Daqi's view, Song Yuanchao earned all this money based on his own ability. Without Song Yuanchao, people like them would not be able to take advantage of this.

What's more, Li Daqi also earned several hundred this month, which is almost a full year's salary of an ordinary worker. In addition, Song Yuanchao helped him solve work problems and led him to learn this and that, which made Li Daqi particularly grateful.

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"I just placed an order two days ago, let's finish this batch of casings first," Song Yuanchao said immediately after already considering the follow-up arrangements.

"So what's next?"

"What's next..." Song Yuanchao thought for a while and asked Li Daqi: "Gu Jie is a good person. What do you think of me transferring this business to him?"

"For Sanmao?" Li Daqi frowned and thought for a while and said: "Sanmao is a real person, so there is no problem for him to take over. He originally arranged the air-raid shelter where we work, and he has already mastered the whole process these days.

But to aid Korea, wouldn’t it be a loss if we let go so early?”

"If you are willing to give up, you will get something if you give up." Song Yuanchao said seriously: "Gu Jie is your friend, he is steady in his work, and I can trust his character after getting to know him these days. Instead of losing people's hearts because of Zhang Bin and Wang Jianjun.

If it’s not stable, it’s better to end it as soon as possible and transfer the subsequent sales to Gu Jie.”

Speaking of this, Song Yuanchao thought for a while and said: "In addition, you and Gu Jie should make it clear in private that if you continue to do it, there will be some risks and ask him to be as careful as possible. I think there should be no problem if you do it for another month, but no matter how long it lasts, there will be no problem."

There is no guarantee. You can discuss this matter with him in detail. It doesn’t matter if you are willing or not. If you are willing to take it, just hand it over to him directly. If you are not willing to wait until the goods are finished, we will stop."

"Okay! I'll go talk to Sanmao and let you know if it works out." Li Daqi nodded in agreement without hesitation, and the matter was settled.

"Brother Yuanchao, are you going to ignore those two traitors? Are you going to let them take advantage like this?" Li Xiaoyun, who was standing by, became a little anxious when she saw Song Yuanchao and Li Daqi's decision, and asked quickly.

"Silly sister!"

Song Yuanchao smiled at Li Xiaoyun and said: "Do you understand the principle of taking advantage of a small amount and suffering a big loss? Sometimes many things cannot be solved by going straight. As the saying goes, take a step back and the world will be brighter. You still have a lot to learn!"

"Brother Yuanchao, why can't I understand what you are saying?" Li Xiaoyun's face was full of confusion. She understood every word of Song Yuanchao's words, but when they were put together, it was confusing. What on earth was this cloud and fog saying?

Woolen cloth?

"Yuan Chao said you are stupid, you are really stupid." Li Daqi laughed at the side, patted his sister on the head and said: "Have you seen Zhang Ga, the little soldier? Don't look at the fun now, be careful to make a list in the future! Do you understand?"

Li Xiaoyun suddenly understood, nodded repeatedly, and said with a smile: "I understand, I understand, my brother said it clearly. Brother Yuanchao, can you please be more straightforward in the future? I am still a child."

As soon as Li Xiaoyun finished speaking, Song Yuanchao and Li Daqi burst out laughing at the same time, which made Li Xiaoyun feel a little embarrassed, but soon the heartless girl started to laugh along with her two brothers.

We had a simple lunch at Li Daqi's house. After lunch, Li Daqi went out to discuss with Gu Jie, and Song Yuanchao returned to his home first.

After riding home, he parked the car in front of the house. Song Yuanchao was about to push the door open when he saw a corner of an envelope exposed from the mailbox hanging on the door.

His heart suddenly moved, Song Yuanchao quickly took out the key and opened the mailbox. When he saw the familiar handwriting and address on the envelope in his hand, Song Yuanchao was extremely excited.

He took the letter and went upstairs in two steps. When he got home, Song Yuanchao couldn't wait to open the envelope, and a photo fell out of the envelope.

Picking up the photo that had fallen on the table, Song Yuanchao's eyes immediately became moist. In the photo, Lin Yan was smiling at him. She was standing by the lake. In the distance of the lake was a tall tower. Song Yuanchao recognized it at a glance as it was in the capital.

Taken at university.

In the photo, Lin Yan is not wearing braids like before, but is wearing a neat ponytail, with a few strands of bangs falling on her forehead, and wearing a pure white dress. She looks less youthful but a little more youthful.

Intellectual and soft.

Looking blankly at the photo, Song Yuanchao felt as if Lin Yan was standing in front of him, and her laughter as clear as a silver bell could be heard in his ears.

"Little Swallow......"

Song Yuanchao called softly in a hoarse voice. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled happily.

Putting the photo aside for the time being, Song Yuanchao took out the letter and read it, reading each word very slowly, as if he wanted to savor every word Lin Yan wrote in the letter.

Lin Yan told Song Yuanchao in the letter that she had received his previous letter, but because of her busy study schedule at school, she had been living in the dormitory these days and did not go home, so she did not receive the letter from home until a few days ago.

The reply was a little late. Lin Yan hoped that Song Yuanchao would not be angry, and specially left a school mailbox number for Song Yuanchao. When Song Yuanchao writes letters in the future, he can send them directly to this mailbox, and she can receive Song Yuanchao's letters in time.

In the letter, Lin Yan expressed her happiness that Song Yuanchao could return to the city, and made some suggestions for Song Yuanchao's planning after returning to the city.

Lin Yan hoped that Song Yuanchao would go to college if he had the chance, but this was just a suggestion. If Song Yuanchao had other considerations of his own, Lin Yan would support him unconditionally.

In Lin Yan's heart, Song Yuanchao is more important than anything else, and she believes that every decision Song Yuanchao makes is based on careful consideration.

After saying this, Lin Yan confided to Song Yuanchao her thoughts and feelings for him. It had been more than a year since they were separated, and she didn't know how he was doing now. Was he fatter or thinner? Was he darker or darker?

White?

In the letter, Lin Yan sent Song Yuanchao a photo taken last autumn to let Song Yuanchao see what he looked like and to let this photo represent himself in the capital accompanying Song Yuanchao in Shanghai.

Although girls of this era were far more reserved than girls of later generations and expressed their feelings more implicitly, Song Yuanchao felt the passion of love and the beautiful expectations for their future in Lin Yan's letter.

After reading the letter, Song Yuanchao read it again, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. This feeling that had made him worry and regret his whole life! Finally returned to his side again. Song Yuanchao silently told himself that in this life, you will be your lover.

I will never let you down.

Unknowingly, time passed little by little, and it was evening in a blink of an eye. Song Yuanchao stood by the window and opened it, looking at the sunset that was already filled with sunset glow.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.

I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River together.

When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end?
Chapter completed!