Chapter 559 559 Who Gives Whom a Favor

Chapter 559 559. Who gives whom a favor

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

There was no way, Song Tan kept his word and said that he would not give me any tea eggs for dinner. He waited all night and did not give me any - stingy, really stingy!

"Nephew, tell me, with our relationship, can she invite me to dinner at night and still go bankrupt?"

Lao Zhao sat in the passenger seat, surrounded by the fishy smell. In fact, he had no appetite, but he was still angry - he gulped down two large cups of tea at night and prepared on an empty stomach!

As a result, he did not catch any fish, and even did not have a meal.

The nephew was an honest man, and he told everything at this moment: "But their family is really busy! After so many people bought fish, the house had to be cleaned up, so it is normal that they can't take care of us!"

Aren't they busy as hell?

The pond over there was no longer the clear water and the elegant water plants, but only a dark mess. In order to prevent the stink from breeding mosquitoes and flies, Wu Lei and Zhang Wangjia sent off the customers while they were working non-stop to ferment the blood!

Looking at this situation, they may have to work until midnight!

As for Song Tan's yard - when they left, the water pipes were washing with foam, and the wall was lit with wormwood, and the smoke was burning. They were also busy.

Lao Zhao: ...

On the dark mountain road, he felt depressed when he looked at his nephew.

That is to say, a man, a businessman, cannot be unhonest, but also can't be too honest? We are blood relatives, what's wrong with you responding at this time?

It's not against the law!

However, the nephew is an honest man, but he also has his own stubbornness:

"Boss Song is very good. He didn't make us go for nothing. We can earn a lot this time. Uncle, if you are tired, I will take you home later. You are old and need to rest more."

Old Zhao was even more angry: "Who is old? I am still energetic in the middle of the night! Besides, the money is earned by the hard work of both of us, and it has nothing to do with Song Tan. Don't be stupid!"

"Why is it not related?"

The nephew insisted: "There are so many cars that can be chartered on the market, but everyone asked me to help deliver the goods. This must be because Boss Song is the link."

Speaking of which, it is also the nephew of Old Zhao who is smart.

He looks very honest when working, but he has his own standards in his heart. Tonight, when he heard everyone calling and worrying about how to wash the car after hauling fish at night, the young man immediately came up with an idea-

They just couldn't deliver the goods tonight, so there was a big empty car!

With so many people, each family can just give a few dozen yuan for the fare and send them directly to the place. Everyone can have a barbecue or wash their feet at night, without delaying tomorrow!

Kill two birds with one stone, you get the convenience and I get the money, and the deal was soon settled in Song Tan's yard.

Now this car full of fish and shrimp is not yours, but it's better than yours!

Just for this, Lao Zhao's nephews all recognize Boss Song!

Old Zhao: ...

He hated this blockhead, and could only say angrily: "It's useless for you to flatter me now. The price you sell fish to me tomorrow will definitely be the same price! When the fish weighs hundreds of pounds, you will carry it home, and all you earn tonight will be wasted!"

He let out a long sigh: "My nephew, this is called: bitterly resentful of working hard every year to make wedding clothes for others!"

"Look at you, you work hard to earn this travel fee, but in the end you still have to buy things from her, right?"

The nephew didn't listen to such nonsense, he just asked again: "Then, if we don't take this business tonight, will we not need fish tomorrow?"

Old Zhao: ...How could I not want it! He just felt sorry for the money, not stupid!

"Isn't it?" The nephew caught his expression, and said proudly at this moment: "If we buy it ourselves, it will be two yuan cheaper per pound, and we can choose first!"

Old Zhao: ...

He closed his eyes, lay back, and didn't want to say a word.

...

Song Tan's family is indeed still busy.

It was almost ten o'clock at night, and the family was still just making do with a simple meal. The helpers left early, and the cleaning was over. After a simple wash, everyone sat in the brightly lit living room with the air conditioner on, and had to do the final finishing.

Even the seventh cousin waited until this time to cut the watermelon tonight before taking the seventh grandmother back for a stroll.

Yanran was nervously sorting out the accounts in her hands, and whispered to Professor Song and others: "Song Tan's family... do they trust us too much... so much money!"

Some people scanned the code, some swiped the card, and some paid cash. The scene was busy and there was no choice. Now, when it was summarized at night, it was almost more than 400,000 yuan.

That's it. The task of collecting the money tonight was all on Yanran. Even if the money for scanning the code was not with her, the tens of thousands of yuan in cash in her hand still made her nervous and uneasy, for fear of miscalculating.

Tang Xiaodong murmured quietly: "Such a tense and intense sale is much harder than farm work, but why do I feel like we are free labor?"

The three of them worked together seamlessly and were exhausted today. Did this family also plan to sell fish like this when they were not around?

Of course, for the food, he was happy to be free labor, but this feeling was very subtle.

Qi Lin didn't say anything. He was numb from picking up fish and catching fish, and his palms were still burning with pain from the fish fins.

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 grass, Qiao Qiao is okay, but she can't hold up so many people!

How many of them should 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 real crop handles, 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 in the wasteland."

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

"Everyone, let's talk about it. What does this company need from us?"

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, gilding the resumes of 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. All I can say is that the COVID-19 test did not forget about me. Even though I am late, I am here (*).

Sheep got a sheep.

I'm in pretty good shape tonight, so I recommend this sister's good book! 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!