"Are you the one who wants to buy yellow peaches?" A middle-aged man came over and raised his chin to look at Director Sun.
Director Sun saw that this man had a fierce expression and was not easy to mess with. He shuddered subconsciously and his voice became trembling: "No...it's not me, it's them. They said they were from the factory and came to buy yellow peaches!" p>
Director Sun quickly pointed to the workers who were carrying yellow peaches in the orchard.
The middle-aged man tilted his head, pointed to one of the workers, and shouted: "Hey, brother, come here."
The worker who was called raised his head and took a look. After confirming that the middle-aged man was calling him, he walked slowly over.
Director Sun quickly stepped aside and made room for others.
"You are the one who wants to buy our yellow peaches, right?" The middle-aged man's voice was originally hoarse, but now he spoke in a loud volume, making him sound like he was looking for trouble.
The worker responded vaguely, "Yeah, yes."
They just followed the boss's orders to transport peaches. Why are these people so cruel?
The middle-aged man suddenly held his hand with a strong force, and the worker suddenly felt a chill on his back.
Just when he wanted to ask for help from his companions, the middle-aged man suddenly smiled a simple and honest smile, came closer, and asked with a hint of intimacy: "Brother, do you want more? In addition to here, we also have several orchards.
I can sell yellow peaches to you!"
The worker breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were not here to beat him.
"I can't make the decision on this matter, but I can ask our boss for you."
The worker withdrew his hand forcefully, and then walked to the lead driver. After he said a few words in the driver's ear, the driver took out his mobile phone and made a call.
The driver hung up the phone after a few minutes of talking, and the worker came back again: "No problem, our boss said that our canned goods sold well last year, and we will increase production this year. We will buy all the cans you have!" "Wow! That's great!" There was a burst of cheers from the crowd, accompanied by fierce applause.
Director Sun was stunned. Is this how the business was done?
Sang Ning received a deposit of 30,000 yuan from the factory. Do you want to pay this money back?
"Uncle, why are you still standing here? Hurry and pick peaches for the financial backers!" Xiang Daqiang squeezed out from the cheering crowd, clenched his fist and hit the middle-aged man on the arm.
The middle-aged man smiled honestly: "Okay, Qiangzi, I'll go right away!"
The villagers scattered into the orchard, and Sang Ning also walked out at this time. When Xiang Daqiang saw Sang Ning, he quickly stood in front of her and bowed respectfully.
"Idol, thank you so much. When you said you wanted to help us negotiate a factory order, I thought you were just talking casually, but I didn't expect that the negotiation was actually completed."
"No need to thank me, I'm just lucky. The cannery in Xichuan Town was short of yellow peaches this year, and the quality of the yellow peaches in Yuan Village was really good, so I picked it up. Just change it to someone else, this
Even a business can be negotiated."
Sang Ning's tone of voice was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and she didn't mean to take credit at all.
But Xiang Daqiang didn't think so: "Idol, please stop being humble. Our village is so close to Xichuan Town, and we don't know the situation as well as you do. Besides, the people in the village are also lazy. After being rejected for the past two years, they are even more lazy."
Contact the factory, thank you for taking the initiative to ask."
"Don't rush to praise me." Sang Ning quickly waved her hand, "I didn't work for you in vain. I received a deposit of 30,000 yuan."
Sang Ning caught a glimpse of Director Sun holding a plastic bag containing money on the ground. She walked over and motioned for him to hand the plastic bag to her. Then she walked back to Daqiang, opened the bag and motioned to him: "Here, all the money is here. Now
What should I say?"
Xiang Daqiang tied the plastic bag, pushed the money in front of Sang Ning, and smiled flatteringly: "What else can I say, of course I give it to you!"
"The price you negotiated with the factory is higher than the price we sell online. What's more, Director Sun has already given me more than 30,000 yuan, which is not a loss at all. The money will be used as hard work for the idol." p>
Director Sun was stunned for a moment as he listened. When he realized something was wrong, he stepped forward and grabbed Xiang Daqiang and asked: "What do you mean? The program team gave us the money and we haven't even finished picking the peaches yet. You guys started picking them again immediately."
Is it so deceptive to sell it to a second seller?"
"Please, Director Sun, where did we trick people?"
"You said it yourself. Thirty thousand yuan is a fixed price. No matter how many peaches the show team picks, it can only be calculated at this price. Why do you regret it now?"
Xiang Daqiang's tone when he spoke was clearly innocent, but his big white teeth almost didn't show, and the joy of success overflowed from the creases at the end of his eyes.
He didn't steal or rob the money, it's already in his mouth. Is it possible that he still needs to spit it out?
Sang Ning put down her money bag, walked closer to Director Sun, pretended to be mature and patted his shoulder slowly and hard several times, and comforted him in a slow tone: "Forget it, Director Sun, why did you contract Huang Tao?"
Aren’t you asking us to pick them and sell them for money? Isn’t it good that we have fulfilled your expectations ahead of schedule?”
"What a fart!"
The curse words almost blurted out. Director Sun couldn't control himself and spit out a mouthful of saliva. Sang Ning quickly dodged away, her facial features almost wrinkled into a ball, feeling very disgusted.
Sun couldn't get angry, so he glared at Sang Ning, pointed his index finger at her nose and cursed: "Did the program team spend more than 30,000 yuan just to let you get away with nothing?"
"Director Sun, this is wrong. What do you mean by a white wolf with empty gloves?"
Sang Ning grabbed Director Sun's index finger, pushed it back hard, and closed it with the other four fingers to form a fist. Then she gently held the angry little fist, raised it high, and suspended it on the upper right side of its owner's head.
At this moment, Director Sun was forced to make a fist salute, but the instigator acted as if nothing had happened and tried to reason with him.
"This is called the law of conservation of money. Don't be so obsessed with it. Didn't I say that I would wipe out the change and give you back 8,000 yuan? After all, you only lost more than 20,000 yuan. Isn't it worth being happy?
."
As she spoke, Sang Ning winked at Director Sun twice, her slightly pursed lips revealing a sly smile.
"Only you who collect money are happy, I am very unhappy!"
Director Sun was incompetent and furious, but Sang Ning grabbed his other hand and raised it to his head: "Director Sun, you should be happy. I was originally supposed to record picking yellow peaches for four days, but now I have finished recording it in half a day. The biggest problem for workers is
Isn’t happiness just being able to finish work early?”
Director Sun wanted to resist, but he couldn't break free from Sang Ning's shackles. In the end, he had to stretch out his fingers and tightly grasp his Mediterranean hair, which was not rich.
He was so broken. At what point did things get out of control?
[Director Sun: You are happy, I am not.]
[Director Sun’s collapse now probably isn’t just about wasting money. He probably scratched his head and couldn’t figure out what to record next. After a good four-day experience of peach picking and selling, Sang Ning was suddenly
It was shortened to one day.]
[Director Sun: I underestimated the guests this year. I didn’t know there was such a pervert as Sang Ning. It was indeed my fault that I didn’t check the rules for loopholes.]
Sang Ning grabbed Director Sun's hand and shook it wildly, not forgetting to ask: "Director Sun, are you happy?"
Director Sun was hopeless and couldn't resist. In the end, he had no choice but to reply mechanically and without emotion like an AI: "I'm very happy..."
