Zhang Xueqing pursed her lips and smiled at Qin Fan, and just said thank you.
In fact, she knew that since he came here as the village party secretary, Qin Fan's thank you for his help was not enough to express his feelings.
Qin Fan waved his hand, and immediately followed the other person to say a few words, then followed Zhang Xueqing to the elementary school to have a look. He saw that the painting was not bad, so he followed Zhang Xueqing and talked some more.
Only after the procedures at the Education Bureau are completed can the teachers recruited at that time be determined.
After returning to the company from elementary school, Qin Fan told Li Youguang to find workers to pick a cart of apples tomorrow, and then he would drive to Li Jiancheng's fruit factory in the county seat.
Although Li Jiancheng told him that day that he would send someone to collect it directly, Qin Fan still felt that it was necessary for him to make the first trip to deliver it in person, so that the two parties could finalize the price on the spot, and the future delivery would become a routine.
After listening, Li Youguang nodded and went to do it. At this time, Zhao Yaxin called and told him that the physical examination data of the 60-year-old man last week came out.
Originally, Zhao Yaxin wanted to mail it over, but Qin Fan still told the other party that he would go and pick it up in person, because he could ask for advice in person if there were some data he didn't understand.
After hanging up the phone, Qin Fan counted the time and found out depressedly that he had to return the spiritual practice book of old Taoist Xuanyang. Although the other party didn't say it, it didn't mean that he didn't need it, and it was such a valuable book.
Thinking about this, Qin Fan felt a little reluctant to part with it. It would take more than a day or two to really understand the book, so Qin Fan thought about going to the Taoist temple in the afternoon to say good things to him and see when he could borrow it again.
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After lunch, Qin Fan drove to a Taoist temple. After entering, the Taoist priests welcomed Qin Fan very much.
After greetings, the other party informed Qin Fan that Taoist Xuanyang had traveled around three days ago to practice outside, and it would take at least half a year. He also sent a message to Qin Fan saying that the things he borrowed would be temporarily kept by Qin Fan.
Qin Fan must have been happy when he heard this. This way he could use this book for half a year. After meditating all afternoon, Qin Fan left the Taoist temple when it was almost dark and drove back to Maixiang Village.
On the way, Qin Fan didn't even think about whether Taoist Xuanyang deliberately cultivated unexpectedly and left the book to him. However, Qin Fan then thought about it and there was no reason for him to do this.
It was almost eight o'clock when we arrived at home. Cuilan heated up the food and had dinner, and Qin Fan went back to his room to continue practicing.
The next morning, Qin Fan drove the pickup truck and carried a load of apples to the county town. He had not driven the pickup truck for several months. When Qin Fan drove it again, he still felt a little nostalgic. People always like to remember things like this.
Bitter thoughts are sweet.
Arriving in the county town soon, Qin Fan went directly to the fruit factory according to the address on Li Jiancheng's business card. But what he didn't expect was that there was a long queue at the door of the fruit factory. There must have been at least 20 cars to see him off, and people were waiting for him.
All the cars are big trucks.
Qin Fan then remembered that the county fruit factory only collected fruits from retail households, and this month was the time when early-ripening apples were ripe, but he was the only retail farmer, and the varieties of apples were different.
Parking the car nearby, Qin Fan called Li Jiancheng, but no one answered.
Qin Fan was also drunk, thinking that he should wait in line first. When Li Jiancheng saw the missed call, he would definitely call him.
Following a truck, Qin Fan lined up and sat in the car playing with his mobile phone. At this time, several men walked from the front.
The guy in the lead is called Jiang Feng, and he is the boss of this fruit station. All the fruit sold by many fruit farmers in this area must be sold to Jiang Feng, and then Jiang Feng will give it to the fruit factory, so Jiang Feng is considered a gangster in this area, and he is a bit powerful.
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Today he brought his men here to sell fruit, but after waiting in line for a while, he saw Qin Fan driving a pickup truck parked behind him. Jiang Feng was very angry when he saw it.
Now there are people who don't follow the rules and are brave enough to sell directly to the fruit factory. This is purely seeking death. Jiang Feng suddenly walked to the pickup truck with a cigarette in his mouth and knocked on the window.
Qin Fan raised his head and glanced at the menacing Jiang Feng. He rolled down the window and asked with a smile: "Is something wrong?"
At this time, a subordinate next to him pointed at Qin Fan and cursed: "Damn it, our brother Feng called you, you are still pretending to be cool, get off!"
Qin Fan frowned. After a pause, he opened the car door and walked out. Today he was here to sell fruit, so Qin Fan didn't want to cause trouble.
At this time, other merchants came over to watch the fun. Jiang Feng walked up to Qin Fan, glared at him, and then blew out a puff of smoke in Qin Fan's face. Jiang Feng suddenly sneered and said: "Damn, you're pretty cool."
You're awesome, you're still pretending to be awesome when I tell you."
Qin Fan shook his head and smiled, then shook his head and said, "We don't know each other, so I don't know what you want from me?"
A subordinate next to him immediately wanted to step forward, but Jiang Feng glared back. He then looked at Qin Fan and said, "Okay, boy, you are awesome. I will settle the score with you later."
Then Jiang Feng walked to the carriage, opened the canvas, took a look and said, "These are your own apples? They look good, and they are not an early-maturing variety."
"Yes," Qin Fan nodded and said, "This is a new variety, grown at home."
Jiang Feng picked up an apple, looked at it, took another bite, and was stunned for a moment. This apple tasted very special, fragrant and crispy.
He thought to himself that after all this time, he had never tasted such a delicious apple. If he sold it to Li Jiancheng, the price would definitely increase several times.
Jiang Feng rolled his eyes and said to Qin Fan: "Boy, I think your attitude is quite good. I sold this cart of apples to me for two yuan per catty."
He thought that as long as Jiang Feng opened his mouth, this kid wouldn't dare not sell it.
Qin Fan smiled when he heard this, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I won't sell it even if you offer twenty."
As soon as he finished speaking, several other subordinates began to clamor. Jiang Feng was unhappy. He did not expect that this guy dared to refuse his request. His face suddenly darkened and he said fiercely: "Young man, can you tell me again and try not to sell?"
Qin Fan shook his head again and squeezed out two words from his mouth: "Not for sale!"
When Jiang Feng heard this, he gritted his teeth and glared at Qin Fan and said, "Okay, boy, you're awesome. I won't believe in evil today." After saying that, Jiang Feng immediately waved his hand and said, "Damn it, unload this box of apples for me."
Already."
As soon as he finished speaking, several of his men rushed towards him. At this time, Qin Fan was a little unhappy. He didn't want to cause trouble at first, but now it seems that he can't do it anymore.
Suddenly Qin Fan stepped forward, frowned and said coldly: "If anyone dares to touch an apple from me today, I will make him regret it!"
When Jiang Feng heard this, he was furious. He didn't expect that this guy who was so thin would dare to be so awesome. Jiang Feng immediately pointed at Qin Fan and cursed: "Damn it, you thought I was scared, so let me move you!"
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