Chapter 1703 Just One Word, Expensive!

Zhou Qingfeng was not the only one who was very happy about the mine carnival. The newly appointed general manager of Bingham Copper Mine, Mr. Vincent, was also very happy. Now to restore the economy of North America, agriculture and mining are the only choices, and God has given the Americas abundant resources, and there are minerals that can be excavated everywhere.

Pay two months' salary in advance, which Mr. Vincent specially emphasized. He needs these preferential treatments to boost morale, and the laughing workers in the mine and the barbecue scene being arranged can prove that the effect is very good.

In fact, not only the morale of the workers in the mine was boosted, but General Manager Vincent himself was very happy. Because as the general manager of the copper mine, his salary is the highest level, which means that he can buy everything he wants. He doesn't even need to buy it himself, just send an assistant.

"Sir, the things you need have been purchased."

When Vincent smiled at the lively barbecue party outside through the office window, his assistant drove a dozen boxes into the office.

"These boxes fill my heart with anticipation." General Manager Vincent rubbed his hands happily. He didn't wear any good clothes either. A set of worn-out overalls was already considered decent in the last days, but this thing was unsatisfactory no matter what.

The assistant knew what his general manager needed most, so he deliberately moved a box full of clothes out of the car first, and opened it in front of Vincent. "Sir, I bought you a dozen shirts, from casual to formal."

As the general manager, it is natural to communicate, and it is very necessary to dress appropriately. Whether playing golf or attending a banquet, it is impossible to wear worn-out work clothes. It can even be said that the goods provided by Zhou Qingfeng will trigger a frenzy of luxury consumption that has been suppressed for a long time.

A stack of white shirts was taken out of the box, and General Manager Vincent smiled from ear to ear when he saw the delicate and bright fabric. The assistant specially introduced: "Cotton fabric, decent tailoring, fine stitching, suitable size, I have checked all the details, the only disadvantage is that it is too expensive."

A fitted shirt is more comfortable than a jacket. Vincent was laughing, and immediately corrected the shortcoming of 'too expensive': "No, no, too expensive is not a shortcoming, but an advantage."

The assistant knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and immediately flattered him: "Of course, this is the advantage of distinguishing your identity for you. Do you need to change immediately?"

Vincent wanted to change it right away, but he looked at himself but shook his head and said, "This mining area is very dusty. I've been working here all day and I'm completely dirty. I need to take a shower."

The general manager did not need to come to the mine every day. But now the mine has just started to resume work, and how to straighten out the production process is something Vincent needs to do personally, which makes him covered in dust and sweat every day.

The assistant immediately took out a bag from another box, "Sir, you definitely need this men's care series."

Shampoo, shower gel, razor, shaving cream, men's perfume, a whole set of things are packed in a plastic bag. Zhou Qingfeng roughly added a zero to the end of the purchase price, and then sold it.

But General Manager Vincent laughed even more when he saw this thing, which was exactly what he needed. Foreigners have a heavy body odor, and both men and women need perfume to cover up the smell of sweat and even body odor. Coupled with the poor sanitation conditions in the last days, many people can't clean themselves up even if they want to.

Vincent grabbed an electric razor and cleaned it directly at his beard. Although it was not lubricated with water and shaving cream, the new razor was extremely sharp, and it still easily shaved off the rough beard of the general manager.

With two strokes, Vincent's original beard was shaved off. He touched the few remaining burrs on his chin with his palm, and laughed comfortably: "I used a bayonet to shave my beard once, and I almost cut off my neck when I shook my hand."

Hahaha..., the embarrassing things at the beginning can now be easily said as a joke. The assistant also flattered him a few times, which made Vincent very happy.

There is a shower facility in the mine, and General Manager Vincent ran to take a quick shower. Then he changed into the underpants produced by the Legion, the trousers and shirt produced by the Legion, the casual jacket produced by the Legion, and the leather shoes produced by the Legion. . A full set of legion formal attire, morale and charm increased by 100%.

Then there is the steak from the Legion....

"Sir, this is authentic tender beef tenderloin, the best piece of beef rib. I asked the chef to make it medium-ripe for you. It is very tender and delicious. I also specially bought a few bottles of red wine for you. I believe you will be satisfied .”

There is an open-air beef barbecue in the mine, and everyone is drinking and eating meat, feasting on it. And General Manager Vincent naturally wants to enjoy more exquisite food, a black pepper beef tenderloin and a bottle of red wine.

Uh..., this combination seems to be a little thin, but it is definitely the enjoyment of the upper class to be able to eat this kind of food.

"Hmm... not bad." Vincent cut a small piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth. The tender taste kept the smile on his face forever. The beef that has circled the earth and traveled through time and space made him nod in satisfaction, and even felt a sense of happiness that filled his eyes with tears.

It has been more than two years and almost three years, and finally I ate delicious food again. Compared with the countless lost souls in the cataclysm, Vincent, who is still alive now, feels that he really needs to thank the Aurora Legion and the "His Majesty the Emperor".

The assistant also sighed: "These things are too urgent for us. Without these commodities, life in the last days is really unbearable. It is a bit expensive, but for you, sir, it is a symbol of status and status." .”

This wine is not intoxicating, everyone is drunk.

Listening to the assistant's flattery, Vincent, who was slightly drunk after one or two glasses, raised his glass proudly, and said cheerfully: "I wish His Majesty Hugo health, and hope that he can continue to purchase our minerals in large quantities. We sell groceries."

Now that global trade is collapsing and ocean freight is cut off, the United States, which has long relied on international commodities for its livelihood, can only do business with the Aurora Legion. Maintaining the relationship with the Legion has become a top priority.

Vincent also generously poured half a glass of red wine for the assistant, and the two clinked glasses together to congratulate. After taking a sip, the assistant sighed and said, "His Majesty Hugo is really good, but the things sold are a bit too expensive. Such a bottle of wine will cost me two months' wages."

Hey... Vincent was drinking happily when he heard this and suddenly froze. He put down his glass and asked, "You need two months' salary for a bottle of wine?"

"Yes." The assistant was still feeling emotional. Naturally, his income cannot be compared with that of the general manager who controls the entire mine operation. He can only buy a bottle of red wine without eating or drinking for two months.

Vincent was even more surprised by the emotion of the assistant, and hurriedly asked: "Then how much is left of my two-month salary?"

How many are left?

The assistant was also stunned, and after hesitating for a while, he said intermittently: "I just said that the products of His Majesty Hugo are all good, but they are very expensive. Ordinary consumer goods are cheaper, but luxury goods such as red wine are very expensive. .But this shows your identity and status..."

"Stop! Stop talking nonsense..." Vincent interrupted again: "I just want to know how much is left of my two months' salary?"

"There are still..., in fact, there is nothing left. All of them have been spent." The assistant pointed to the dozen or so large boxes piled up in the office, which contained a large pile of commodities related to eating, drinking, and sleeping.

Vincent screamed and stood up, "I spent all my two months' wages?"

"Yes, to show your identity and status."

"Damn it, two months' salary is enough to show my identity and status? Then what should I do for the next two months? Continue to be a poor ghost? Victor Hugo, he is a profiteer!"