Vol 311 Chapter 559: 559 Who gives favors to whom?

Chapter 559 559. Favors given to whom

Lao Zhao finally got into the car late at night, cursing.

There was nothing he could do. Song Tan kept his word and said he didn't care about dinner. He waited all night and didn't even get a tea egg - he was stingy. He was really stingy!

“Eldest nephew, tell me, with our friendship like this, if she lets me have a meal at night, can she still go bankrupt?”

Lao Zhao was sitting in the passenger seat, surrounded by fishy smell. He actually had no appetite, but he was still out of breath - he drank two large cups of tea in the evening and prepared on an empty stomach!

The result was not good, not a single fish was caught, and we didn’t even get any food.

The eldest nephew is an honest man, and at this moment he said: "But their family is really busy! After so many people buy fish, the house has to clean up, so it is normal for them not to take care of us!"

Aren’t you so busy?

The clear water and the meaningful water and grass have long since disappeared on the other side of the pond, leaving only a mess in the dark sky. In order to prevent the stench from breeding mosquitoes and flies, Wu Lei and Zhang Wang's family sent away their customers, while here they were working non-stop to fertilize the house with blood and water!

Looking at this posture, I'm afraid I won't be able to work until midnight!

As for Song Tan's yard - when they left, the water pipes were being filled with foam and were being rinsed. Mugwort was lit up by handfuls on the wall, and the smoke was burning, and they were too busy to keep their feet from touching the ground.

Lao Zhao:…

He looked at his eldest nephew on the dark mountain road and felt very sad.

That is to say, a man and a businessman cannot be dishonest, but they cannot be too honest, right? We are related by blood, why are you trying to reconcile at this time?

It’s not illegal!

However, the eldest nephew, the honest man, also has the stubbornness of an honest man:

"Boss Song is very nice. He didn't let us go all the way in vain. We can make a lot of money this time. Uncle, if you are tired, why don't I send you back later? You are getting older, so you need to rest more." "

Lao Zhao became even more angry: "Who is older? I am very energetic in the middle of the night! Besides, making money is also our hard-earned money, and it has nothing to do with Song Tan. Don't be stupid!"

“It doesn’t matter!”

The eldest nephew had to accept his death: "There are so many chartered cars on the market, but everyone asks me to help deliver the goods. This must be boss Song who is the link."

Speaking of which, Lao Zhao’s eldest nephew is also very clever.

She looks quite honest when working, and she has a strong balance in her heart. I heard everyone on the phone tonight worrying about how to wash the car after fishing in the evening. The young man immediately came up with an idea -

They happened to be unable to pull goods tonight, there was a big empty truck!

There are so many people, and one family can just pay a few dozen yuan for travel expenses and deliver them directly. Everyone should have a barbecue at night and wash their feet. Tomorrow will not be delayed at all!

 Kill two birds with one stone, you have to make it easy for me to get money, and we quickly concluded a business deal in the courtyard of Song Tan's house.

Now this cart full of fish and shrimps is not my own, it is better than my own!

Because of this, Lao Zhao and his nephew all recognize Boss Song!

Lao Zhao:…

He hated this elm-headed man. At this moment, he could only say bitterly: "It's useless for you to flatter me now. No matter what price you sell the fish to us tomorrow, it will definitely be the same price! When the time comes, you can carry a hundred kilograms of fish home. You can't sell it to us today." Earning too late will be wasted!”

He let out a long breath: "My eldest nephew, let's call him: I hate to press gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others!"

“You said that you, who boils oil and lights lamps to earn this travel expenses, don’t you have to buy things from her in the end?”

The eldest nephew didn’t listen to such nonsense. He just asked: “Then, if we don’t take this business tonight, we won’t have fish tomorrow?”

Lao Zhao: ...How could you not want to! He just cares about money, he's not stupid!

Lao Zhao:…

He closed his eyes and lay back, not wanting to say a word.

Song Tan’s family is indeed still busy. It’s almost ten o’clock at night, and everyone in the family is just dealing with it briefly. The helpers left early, and the cleaning work came to an end. After everyone briefly washed up, they sat in the brightly lit living room and blew on the air conditioner while they had to make the final touches.

Even the seventh cousin waited until this moment to cut the watermelon tonight before taking his grandma back for a walk.

Yan Ran nervously arranged the account in his hand and whispered to Professor Song and others: "Song Tan and his family...do they trust us too much...they have so much money!"

Some people scanned the QR code, some swiped their cards, and some gave cash. The scene was so busy that I had no choice. Now, when I put it all together at night, it was almost more than 400,000 yuan.

That's it, the task of collecting money tonight is all on Yan Ran. Even if the money scanned is not with her, the tens of thousands of dollars in cash in her hand still makes her feel nervous and uneasy, for fear of miscalculation.

Tang Xiaodong muttered in a low voice: "Such a tense and intense sale is much harder than doing farm work. Why do I feel like we are like free labor?"

Just like that, the three of them work together very well, and they are all very tired today. So does this family plan to sell fish like this when they are not around?

Of course, for this meal, he is happy with free labor, but this feeling is very subtle.

Qi Lin didn’t say anything. He was numb from picking up fish. At this moment, the burning pain from the scratches of the fish’s fins was still in his palms.

If Song Tan knew their problem, he would definitely roll his eyes - come on, Teacher Xin Jun can't lift it with his hands, Zhang Yanping looks capable but can't actually lift a bale of straw, Qiao Qiao is okay, but she can't hold up so many people!

How many of them can we count on?

Then the fish can only be sold slowly one net a day! How can there be today's quick fix and high efficiency?

I have to thank Professor Song for his teaching skills!

Today, Professor Song, who is a good teacher, is still continuing to teach: "You guys, what a rare training opportunity this is, you don't even know!"

“Is our labor valuable? Compared to a real crop, it’s worthless.”

"Originally, I was thinking that I have been studying for a long time in my life, so I understand some science, right? I won't come here to eat and drink for free."

"But do you know what I heard today? The Song Tan family started their business by scattering a handful of grass seeds into the wasteland."

“Just like that ordinary milkvetch, others feed cows and she feeds people, and she feeds her customers into the die-hard loyalists they are today.”

“Let’s talk about it, everyone, what does this company need us to do?”

He smiled bitterly: "I'm even thinking now, when they gave me the opportunity, did they give me a favor and let me take a vacation?"

By the way, do you want to gild the resumes of your apprentices?

Thinking of this, Professor Song didn’t want to speak anymore!

Yan Ran and others looked at each other in silence for a long time before she took a deep breath and looked at the account book in her hand again:

“Tang Xiaodong, Qi Lin, let’s go over the account again.”

As for my health, I took the test last night because I had a fever again. I can only say that I was not forgotten in the COVID-19 detection. Although it was late, I arrived (*).

Sheep has a sheep.

I am in good condition tonight. I recommend this good book from my sisters! I should have posted this while I was on sick leave, so that you could have a few more books to read...

Jiu Shilu, the author of "Yan Ci Gui". Lin Yunyan's new life started with a bad hand of cards.

Good night!

(End of this chapter)

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