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Chapter 59 Face

Yan Feng said, opening the suitcase, and Yan Baolong also showed a smile in his eyes, saying: "Gift? Xiao Feng already knows how to buy gifts for his second uncle, haha."

Although he hadn't seen what the gift was, Yan Baolong was already very happy. Yan Feng took out the lighter and said, "Here."

When the second uncle saw this lighter box, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Zhibao? This doesn't seem cheap."

Yan Baolong has been doing some business. Recently, he has been engaged in the wholesale of small food. He purchases large quantities of goods from Tiancang City, the capital of Province S, and then delivers goods to small shops and small supermarkets in several nearby villages. He is considered to be engaged in transportation.

So I came into contact with a lot of people.

When he was purchasing goods, he once saw a small boss in Tiancang City using this kind of lighter. Yan Baolong thought it was cool when he saw it. Most smokers want a lighter that they are very satisfied with, so he prepared

I bought one after a while, but I didn’t expect that my nephew actually bought it for me. Naturally, Yan Baolong was very satisfied.

After opening the box, Yan Baolong took out the lighter from inside, then took out the cigarette from his pocket, lit it with the lighter, and then Yan Baolong took a deep breath, with an intoxicated expression on his face.

Then he blew out a smoke ring and said: "Xiao Feng, your gift is very good, but it's a bit expensive. This lighter costs two hundred yuan, right? Don't spend money recklessly next time. You have just found a job."

, there will be many places to use money in the future.”

Although he said this, the expression on Yan Baolong's face clearly expressed his joy. Yan Feng listened and nodded, but he did not dare to tell the true price of the lighter, two hundred yuan.

Not even a fraction is enough...

At this time, the sound of cars rang, and then a van entered the yard. Yan Baolong saw it and said: "Xiao Feng, go see your grandma, someone has delivered something."

Yan Feng listened, nodded, and then left the middle hall and went to the upper room. Yan Feng knew why his second uncle sent him away. These delivery people basically brought their own porters, but if you look at

It would be hard for Yan Baolong to say no to Yan Feng, a young and hard-working person like him.

In fact, Yan Feng is the treasure of the whole family, and he is basically not needed for anything. How could Yan Baolong let these people send Yan Feng, so he sent Yan Feng away in advance. As for Yan Baoshan, the consumer,

Naturally, he won't be used.

When Yanfeng arrived in the upper room, grandma was lying on the bed, watching TV. Yanfeng pushed the door open and said, "Grandma, I'm back!"

Grandma He Qing heard Yan Feng's voice, looked up and was very happy, and said: "Xiao Feng, you are back!"

Yan Feng nodded, pulled the suitcase over, then sat on the bed and said, "Well, I even bought you a gift this time."

He Qing listened and said: "Gift? Come, grandma, take a look."

After hearing this, Yan Feng took out the massage mat and foot massage machine from the suitcase. Yan Feng took apart the box and said, "This is a massage mat for massaging the lower back. This one is for massaging the lower back."

The foot massage machine also massages the meridians of the feet.”

He Qing listened, looked at it, and said, "Isn't this a lot of money?"

Yan Feng heard this and said, "I'm already working. I bought this with my company bonus."

After hearing this, He Qing nodded and said, "Okay, okay, Xiaofeng is also promising. Your grandpa will be very happy to know about it."

Yan Feng listened and nodded, but was silent. He Qing saw it and sighed slightly. Grandpa left, and grandma was the saddest one. However, she was older and could see more openly, so it was Yan Feng who was the saddest one.

Feng, I still can't look away, and I often have some thoughts. The room fell silent, and only the sound of the TV continued.

At this moment, Yan Baolong was talking with the manufacturer who delivered the wine. Naturally, cigarettes are inevitable in such an occasion.

Just as Yan Baolong took out his cigarette, the person in charge said, "Smoke mine."

As the man spoke, he took out a box of soft Chinese medicine from his body. He took out two sticks from it, took one for himself, and gave the other to Yan Baolong.

Then the man took out a Zippo lighter and said: "At our age, we should start enjoying it while we can still make money. Otherwise, when we get older, it would be better for the children to be filial. They will not have to worry about eating and drinking. If they are not filial,

, even eating is a problem. This lighter cost me eight hundred yuan. When I bought it, I felt a little sore. But after using it, I realized that it is definitely worth the price. Do you want to try it?"

Yan Baolong was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he took out his own one and said, "I have one too, but I bought it for me. It's probably two to three hundred. It's incomparable to yours."

Yan Baolong said, lighting up the cigarette, and a strange look flashed in the eyes of the person in charge. He originally wanted to show off, but he didn't expect that people in this small village use Zhibao, and looking at Yanbao

The one in Long's hand seemed more powerful and domineering than his own.

Then he noticed the tuk wolf howl on the lighter and said in surprise: "It turns out to be this one. Lao Yan, do you think it costs two or three hundred?"

After hearing this, Yan Baolong said: "Why, isn't it right?" "I saw this one when I bought it. Two hundred is not even a fraction, it must be at least one thousand and fifty!"

"What? One thousand and five?"

Yan Baolong said in surprise. Although he was surprised, neither Yan Baoshan nor the person in charge ever doubted the authenticity of this lighter. Yan Baolong naturally believed that his nephew would not buy a fake one for him.

I'm sorry, lighters are meant to look respectable, so how could I give you a fake one?

As for the person in charge, just by looking at the shape of the lighter and the stability of the flame, you knew it was definitely not a fake. After hearing this, the person in charge nodded and said, "Yes, what does your nephew do?"

Huh? You should be doing pretty well, right?"

"I am now a senior in college, but I have already found a job. I heard it is at Longhu Group."

After hearing this, the person in charge said: "Longhu Group? That is a very famous company in City C. No wonder, our boss's brother-in-law works as a designer at Longhu Group. I often hear the boss say that his brother-in-law, sitting in the office, is light.

You can easily get 200,000 yuan a year, not counting bonuses.

We work so hard that we only make 50,000 to 60,000 yuan a year, but those who use pens are different. By the way, what is your nephew doing in the Longhu Group?"

Yan Baolong was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and said: "Designer."

He only knew that his nephew had found a job, but he did not ask in detail. He did not expect that the job his nephew found was so good, with a salary of 200,000 yuan a year. If Yan Baolong knew that his nephew was already a shareholder of a subsidiary, he would not know what happened.

What a surprise it will be.

When the person in charge heard Yan Baolong's words, he nodded and said, "That's no wonder. If you get close to 20,000 yuan a month, buying a lighter for 2,000 yuan is nothing."

There was a hint of envy in the person in charge's tone. With such a nephew and a good relationship with him, do you need to worry about him in the future?

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