() Su Zhendong was stunned when he heard the rolling sound on the stairs.
Su Ruitong wiped the blood on his face, looked at Su Zhendong, and asked in a trembling voice: "Dad, will he fall to death?"
Su Zhendong glanced at his son, quickened his pace with a worried look, and ran towards the stairs. Su Ruitong followed quickly, regardless of his injuries.
The two people arrived in front of Xu Zhiliang in a panic, and were immediately stunned in horror. Xu Zhiliang stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open. His chest no longer heaved, and there were bloody cuts on his face, slowly flowing out.
Blood.
Su Zhendong took a deep breath, suppressed the worry in his heart, and stretched out his fingers to explore Xu Zhiliang's nose. Xu Zhiliang was no longer breathing.
"He's dead." Su Zhendong said with a gloomy face.
"Then, what should we do?" Su Ruitong panicked and couldn't speak smoothly.
Su Zhendong squinted his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said, "Don't let others know. Go dig a hole and bury him."
"Buried?" Su Ruitong suddenly saw the dead man and was already shaken by shock. He looked at his father and asked numbly.
"Go quickly." Su Zhendong urged.
"Ah...oh, I'll go right away." Su Ruitong recovered from his daze and hurried downstairs.
The rain was still falling, and the sky and earth had completely turned into pitch black. Amidst the rustling of flowers, Su and his son dug a hole with a shovel in the rain and buried Xu Zhiliang in it.
Seeing the mud soaked by the rain, the two hurriedly returned to the office building and cleaned up the blood on the ground.
The company's performance was sluggish, and the security guards on night shift were not on the farm. There was no need to worry about what happened tonight being known to outsiders. Su Zhendong secretly rejoiced as he took Xu Zhiliang's bank card.
"Dad, can we transfer the money after the limelight has passed?" Su Ruitong reminded fearfully.
"Yeah" Su Zhendong nodded calmly. He glanced at Su Ruitong and saw that his face was as white as snow, and said with concern: "Don't be afraid, no one knows about this. Go back and take a shower, everything will be over."
After turning off the headlights of the office building, Su and his son came down from upstairs and drove Xu Zhiliang's car quickly away from the farm.
The heavy rain moistened the earth and covered up the footprints of human actions.
The air in the morning was very fresh, especially after the heavy rain. It was very cool at night. After Huang Jun produced enough cell catalysts, he covered his head and went to sleep.
Huang Jun got up in high spirits, feeling the moisture in the air, and frowned. Raining is a good thing, but after sunny days, it will be extremely hot.
Because of the rain, the flower seller came late. It was already past six in the morning after Huang Jun had breakfast.
There were puddles of water outside the gate, and a few flower sellers were wearing ponchos and smoking while looking at the plantation.
The plantation baptized by the rain looks very beautiful. The flowers are colorful and colorful, full of vitality and vitality. The water drops on the leaves reflect the light, and they are really beautiful.
Brilliant pearls.
"Little boss, looking at today's situation, you can't sell your flowers. Are you considering lowering the price?" A flower dealer joked to Huang Jun with a cigarette in his mouth.
Huang Jun smiled and looked at the flower seller and said: "Looking at everyone's hard work, I really deserve a discount. But, I am already losing money and making a profit. No matter how cheap it is, I really can't even drink the northwest wind."
"It's okay." The flower seller joked nonchalantly: "Isn't there still rain? This is better than the northwest wind."
Huang Jun rolled his eyes and stopped talking nonsense to them.
The plantation is not suitable for picking. The ground is very muddy, and your shoes will be full of mud when you step on them. Everyone is waiting for a sunny day. Huang Jun simply went back to the house, boiled a pot of water, and brewed a pot of Dahongpao.
"Wow, little beauty." While Huang Jun was enjoying himself and enjoying his tea, whistles and exclamations came from outside the gate.
How can you hear an animal in heat? Huang Jun guessed funny.
Someone walked in with gentle footsteps. Huang Jun did not get up and asked guessingly: "Is it brother Fang Yue?"
"It's not your eldest brother, it's your eldest sister." The girl replied.
"Meng Yuqing?" Hearing this familiar voice, Huang Jun stood up in surprise and walked to the door.
Meng Yuqing wrapped a scarf around her head and dressed like a village girl. She carried a small vegetable basket and walked into the main room politely.
"Welcome?" Meng Yuqing asked with a smile on her face.
"Welcome, the distinguished guest has come to visit, and the humble house will be filled with splendor." Huang Jun said.
Meng Yuqing put down the vegetable basket, grabbed a mazza generously and sat at the door, where others could easily see her. Huang Jun guessed her intention and moved the dining table to her with a smile.
"Would you like a bowl, Dahongpao?" Huang Jun invited after sitting down opposite Meng Yuqing, pointing to the small teapot.
"Dahongpao, you are so extravagant." Meng Yuqing glanced at Huang Jun in surprise, rinsed a teacup herself, and poured two-thirds of the tea into their cups.
Meng Yuqing held the tea cup and smelled it first, then took a sip. She held the tea in her mouth and savored it for a while before swallowing it.
Watching Meng Yuqing sipping tea, Huang Jun nodded secretly. This girl also knows a bit about tea sipping, she is not like a simple vase.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Huang Jun asked expectantly.
Meng Yuqing shook her head and said: "It's not the best Dahongpao, at least it's of a higher grade. It's not roasted, and the aroma of the tea is not fully brought out. It's rare for you to be able to drink it. Most people can't afford it."
Listening to Meng Yuqing's comments, Huang Jun couldn't help but widen his eyes. This sister is good and has extraordinary knowledge. It seems that she has a good vision and is well-informed. This is better than herself.
Huang Jun didn't dare to argue with her based on his little knowledge, and greeted her warmly: "Since it's so valuable, drink more."
"Where did you get it? And you said you have no money?" Meng Yuqing looked at Huang Jun and asked with a smile.
Huang Jun grinned and said, "We can't afford what others give us."
"Haha" Meng Yuqing glanced at Huang Jun meaningfully, stopped asking, and started to taste the tea carefully.
After drinking two cups of tea, Meng Yuqing pouted and said: "There is too much water in the ground and we can't pick it. Those vegetables are very good, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Meng Yuqing stood up, picked up the food basket and said, "Okay, I won't disturb your business anymore. Goodbye." Meng Yuqing waved her hand and left without any regrets.
After sending Meng Yuqing out of the door, Huang Jun smiled and shook his head as he looked at the girl's back. This girl was a little different, not quite like a kept woman.
Huang Jun was unwilling to admit that she had that status.
Under the sunshine, the stagnant water in the plantations has finally been reduced. The flower sellers who are eager to make money no longer care about the mud, and step on the mud to pick in the fields.
By four o'clock in the afternoon, only the branches and leaves of more than 200 acres of flowers were left, and the rest were not touched at all.
Seeing that it was impossible to sell out today, Huang Jun simply stopped calling Fang Yue.
But Fang Yue called over: "Mr. Huang, there is too much water in our field and it has not been sold out. So we don't need to cultivate new seedlings today?"
"No need." Huang Jun replied simply, and asked: "How is the sales?"
"There are more than 800 acres in total, which is half sold." Fang Yue hesitated for a while and said.
"Well, let's wait until the weather clears before doing this." Huang Jun instructed.
***
Su's Farm, inside the office building.
Su Zhendong is in good spirits and seems not to have been affected by the wounding incident last night.
In the living room, Su Zhendong, as a landlord, made a cup of tea for the two guests opposite.
"Old Li, Old Liu, why did you come here in person?" Su Zhendong asked after sitting down and looking at the two guests.
Li Dingfeng, the general manager of Li's Farm. He is about forty years old and nearly fifty. He has a round face and a smile, like a Maitreya Buddha. He looked at Su Zhendong with a smile and said: "Brother Su, you
How's it going here? Do you have any orders today?"
When Su Zhendong saw that the other party was here for this matter, his face immediately darkened. He sighed, shook his head, and said, "It's not a good recession. The client is not even interested in interviews."
"Oh?" The man next to Li Dingfeng is also in his forties or fifties. He has an imposing unibrow. His face is long and narrow, his expression is neither surprised nor happy, and he has a somewhat sad look. He is the general manager of Liu's Farm, Liu Yanqing.
.
After Liu Yanqing questioned, he tried: "You don't have an order? Isn't that possible?"
Su Zhendong glanced at Liu Yanqing's dull face and said with an unhappy expression: "I can still give you nonsense about this kind of thing. You guys came here to discuss a solution?"
Li Dingfeng looked at Su Zhendong with a smile and said: "Brother Su is sensible, that's why we are here. Brother, have you figured out a way? But we heard that the flower farmers outside are all the same as the former salesmen in your company."
It does matter."
"What do you mean?" Su Zhendong looked at the two of them suspiciously and said, "Do you suspect that I am involved with that little brat?"
"That's what you said." Liu Yanqing took over Hu Zhu and said, "Since that salesman did this, our company has been losing tens of thousands every day. Lao Su, he left your company, if he told you
It doesn’t matter, this is not very credible.”
Su Zhendong glanced at this dull face and said, "If you have any countermeasures, I will definitely cooperate. This little bastard has made me unable to eat and sleep well. I have long wanted to settle the score with him."
"Have you ever thought about finding someone to mess with him?" Li Dingfeng asked with a smile on his face.
Su Zhendong waved his hand and said: "Don't play with this. I've found out clearly that this guy doesn't limit the prices of those flower farmers, so it's useless to punish him."
Su Zhendong just killed a person last night, and Su Zhendong was a little worried. He had also treated Huang Jun, but he didn't burn him to death. Su Zhendong didn't want to risk another life.
Seeing Su Zhendong's attitude, Li Dingfeng and Liu Yanqing looked at each other and became confused. This didn't seem like Su Zhendong's style. He was not afraid of trouble.
Confused, Liu Yanqing asked: "If we don't deal with him, will we just watch the company run amok?"
Su Zhendong shook his head and said in anguish, "I haven't figured out a countermeasure yet."
"Oh, that's right." Li Dingfeng nodded.
Unable to reach a consensus with Su Zhendong, Li Dingfeng and Liu Yanqing had to leave.
Watching the two old guys leaving, Su Zhendong spat and cursed: "Damn it, this matter is really tricky, how should we open up the situation?"
After Li Dingfeng and Liu Yanqing's car left Su's farm, it slowly stopped.
The two came together and discussed again.
"It seems that the salesman really broke up with Su Zhendong, which is a good thing." Li Dingfeng said with a smile.
Liu Yanqing had a straight face, nodded and said: "Without Su Zhendong, this matter will be easier to handle. Let's discuss it with that guy and see if we can cooperate? It would be best if we squeeze Su Zhendong to death and we can get some.
benefit."
"It's not our original intention to make money by being friendly, and to fight and kill each other. Do you think so?" Li Dingfeng smiled as always.
