Chapter 10

Li Zhe was picking oranges when he received a call from Mi Yun. When he learned that they were going to pick them by themselves, he immediately threw away the bamboo basket and sat lazily on the ground.

Numb, I'm too tired to work by myself.

His parents are busy in the fish pond recently, and he is taking care of the orchard.

A Buick business car was driving towards Li Zhe '

"Heel tip?"

After Mi Yun turned to look at the car, he saw a BMW. The license plate was quite familiar. He immediately felt funny: "Wei Wuliu is also very good. He knows how to follow us to find a place to sell oranges..."

Old Qian laughed: "boss, do you want me to dump them? Go around and make sure they don't find the north. "

Mi Yun looked at the address on the navigation and shook his head: "it's too late. It's the village in front. It's coming."

After thinking about it, she picked up her cell phone and dialed Li Zhe.

"Hello, it's Mr. Li Zhe. I want to ask who else grows oranges in your village..."

"Well, it's like this. We've been followed. I guess we want to make trouble with business..."

"Oh, the orange shed to the west of the village? OK, skinny dog? Huang Er Lai? OK, I see... "

Hung up the phone, Mi Yun complacently pointed to the West and directed Lao Qian: "go, go there."

Lao Qian seems to understand Mi Yun's intention. He smiles, steps on the gas and runs to the west of the village.

BMW, which has been hanging behind, saw this scene without saying a word, and also speeded up to keep up. They thought they were far away and would not be found.

At this time, in a big shed at the west end of the village, Huang Er Lai was looking at an orange tree in front of him.

The orange trees have already produced oranges, but the appearance is really miserable. It's very small, and it's not delicious.

"It's just a few times less fertilizer, isn't it? Damn it

Huang Er Lai is very upset. If these oranges can't be sold, don't think about it this year. Not only can he have no money to play cards and have fun, but he has to have a problem eating.

All of a sudden, a car stopped next to the shed, a pure and beautiful girl in ol suit came down from the car.

As soon as he saw the girl, Huang Er Lai's eyes were straight. It was the first time that he saw such a beautiful girl. He couldn't help drooling and quickly wiped his mouth.

"What, girl, who are you looking for?"

Mi Yun glanced at the shed behind him, saw the orange trees in the shed, and asked, "do you sell these oranges? I want a few hundred kilos of oranges

"Ah, sell!"

Huang ER was overjoyed when he heard that a beautiful chick needed hundreds of Jin of oranges. He saw what Mi Yun was wearing and knew that he came from the city to buy his own agricultural products in the countryside. This kind of people are generally middle and high-yielding, paying attention to the quality of life and not bad for money.

"Wait, sister. I'll pick it for you." Huang Er Lai patted his chest and said.

Seeing that Huang Er Lai was so simple, Mi Yun thought that he was too bad. He took out 200 yuan and handed it to him: "I'll take 15 Jin. It's hard work. You pick it first. I'll find someone to pull it later."

Huang Er Lai was so happy that he almost fainted when he received another 15 yuan a Jin.

"Then what, how much is a jin?" He suspected that he had heard wrong.

"Fifteen. If the price is too low, I'll add a little more. " When he said this, Mi Yun turned around and saw the BMW that had stopped not far away. He deliberately made a few gestures back and forth.

"OK, big sister, go ahead and I'll pick it for you in a moment."

Yes, fifteen yuan a jin? The peddler who came to collect the grass yesterday only offered two yuan. Fortunately, the peddler was clever and didn't sell it. Now it's just the time when oranges are on the market and are the most expensive to sell. It's a big loss for two yuan per kilo.

Mi Yun on the car, also deliberately yelled: "don't sell to others, I'll pull."

"No problem!"

Damn, it's such a high price that a fool can sell it to others.

As soon as Lao Qian drove away, the BMW came.

Feng Qiang, the director of food and beverage of Liuhe Hotel, had no time to tidy up his suit. He got off the bus and called Huang erlai: "Hello, wait a minute!"

Huang Er Lai is thinking that if someone wants hundreds of Jin of oranges, but he doesn't say how much, how can he get 100 Jin of oranges to Ba and Jiu? 15 Jin of oranges will make more than 10000 at a time.

When I heard someone calling for me, I looked back and found that a boss in a suit and shoes got out of the BMW. His eyes lit up.

"What's the matter?" Huang Er Lai thought that he would not come to buy oranges again.

Feng Qiang pointed to the far away business car and asked, "did you buy their oranges here?"

You really buy oranges? Huang Er Lai is very happy. He has a lot of luck today. He has to gamble twice in the evening. He lost 30 yuan in playing cards yesterday. He has to win back today!

"Of course! I'm famous for this orange. I can't find a second one in several nearby towns. Do you want to buy it, too? "Feng Qiang's eyes suddenly glowed: "how to sell it? How much is it?"

Huang Er Lai's eyes turned: "twenty yuan a Jin! It's a little expensive, but it's absolutely worth the price! The old and the young are not deceived. The elder sister has just ordered two thousand catties, but she has also paid a deposit of several thousand yuan! "

"Ha ha, it's really here!"

Just now Mi Yun handed Huang Er Lai the cash, but Feng Qiang saw it clearly. As for how much, he didn't know.

Twenty yuan a catty, which is several times the market price of ordinary oranges, and it's wholesale, so There must be something special about this orange!

After coughing, Feng Qiang glanced at the greenhouse and saw many green and yellow oranges inside. He nodded with satisfaction: "how many oranges can you produce in the greenhouse? Twenty yuan per kilogram, I'll take it all!"

Huang Er Lai was a little nervous just now because he was bragging. He was afraid that he would scare people away. But he was very happy when he heard this! This is a case of their own orthodox injustice big head, not hard to kill a knife, are sorry for their moral index!

"It's about 3000 Jin now, and 1500 Jin in a few days! Boss, do you really want it all

Huang Er Lai felt his voice trembled. How much did it cost? Are you rich today?

Feng Qiang also felt that the number was not small, and he could not be the master himself. He had to ask the boss and dialed the phone.

"Boss, the source of goods has been found. The price of oranges is a little high. It's 20 yuan a Jin! Three thousand catties are ripe, and one thousand five hundred catties will be ripe in a few days, and Mi Yun has just ordered one thousand catties... "

Wei Wuliu was also overjoyed when he received the call, and then roared: "I'll teach you this! Let him sign the contract and pay the money on the spot. It doesn't matter who comes at that time. Mi Yun just makes a reservation. Whoever pays the money first will have the orange! "

"All right, boss!"

Feng Qiang hung up and began to talk business with Huang erlai.

Huang erlai knows how bad his oranges are. He refuses to sign any contract.

After signing the contract, Feng Qiang directly dumped Jiwan's cash to him. The first thing Huang Er Lai did was to run home, hide the money and the contract in the cracks of the wall, and find a brick to block it.

When I came to the greenhouse again, I found that Feng Qiang was dazzled with an orange, and at his feet, there were more than a dozen peeled oranges, which were thrown all over the ground and vomited everywhere.

"The boss in this city is really sick. He wastes so much money all at once." Huang Er Lai thought with his mouth curled.

Feng Qiang's face was hard to see. Seeing Huang erlai coming over, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why are your oranges full of such rubbish? Are you sure that person just bought your oranges all the time?"

Huang Er Lai was stunned, and then he had some guesses in his heart.

He laughs and looks at Feng Qiang. He knows he's sorry. But he doesn't care. Anyway, the money has arrived and the contract has been signed. What are you afraid of.

"Boss, what do you want to say?"

It's impossible to spit out the money. The money is enough to earn for several years. It's not easy to meet such a fool. He paid the money and signed the contract without tasting the orange first.

Don't mention signing a contract. Even if you don't sign a contract, you won't give a cent.

Feng Qiang's eyes were red, and he roared: "what kind of garbage oranges are you selling for 20 or 10? Fool me with such rubbish. Believe it or not, I'll kill you! "

Huang Er Lai was not happy. He hummed: "boss, you have to be reasonable. I'm an orange, but you insist on buying it yourself. If I didn't see you happy, I wouldn't have sold it to you at twenty. Maybe my eldest sister would have bought it at twenty-five! "

"Twenty five, you are paralyzed. Do you think Lao Tzu is two hundred and five?"

Feng Qiang was so mad that he bought the rubbish for ten thousand yuan. When he went back, he thought that he would not be in charge of the job. "Now tell me where the woman bought the orange just now, or I will interrupt you!"

When the driver saw the movement, he got out of the car and deliberately took off his coat. He was only wearing a sleeveless vest, revealing his strong bronze muscles!

It's not for no reason that Huang erlai was turned into a mangy dog by the villagers. He was afraid of the threat and stretched out his hand to Feng Qiang: "give me 5000 yuan, and I'll tell you!"

It seems that there is no chance to kill the unjust leader, how to squeeze the last bit of value, Huang Er Lai Si does not care about the other party's eyes to kill.

When he heard this, Feng Qiang almost choked to death in one breath. With a big scold, he just went up.

"Dahai, kill the dog for me!"

Haihai, the driver, had never seen such a shameless villain before. He was so angry that he heard Feng Qiang's roar and jumped on him.

Three fists and two feet, turn Huang Er Lai dry to the ground, and then a fierce fight!

"Grass Mud Horse, ouch, dare to beat your uncle, I will call the police, ouch, grass, I remember you, ouch, ouch!"

Huang erlai was beaten up!

Although he is known as a scabby dog, he is just a little rogue. He can't eat, drink, whore and gamble. He is no match for Hai Hai, a retired security captain of the hotel. He was beaten with blood all over his face. He lost one tooth and his eyes were black"Mr. Cao Ni, tell me quickly where they bought their oranges! If you dare to pit me, you don't know who I am! "

While cursing, Feng Qiang went up a few feet.

Huang erlai was about to collapse when he was beaten. He yelled: "how do I know, grass? When they came, they gave me a deposit of 200 yuan. They said they were going to collect 15 yuan a catty of oranges and wait to get them. And then you came Grass mud horse, you are breaking the law. I want to call the police

Hearing this, Feng Qiang's eyes were dazzled. He knew that he was fooled by Mi Yun!

Trembling, he lit a cigarette. Then he put his feet on Huang erlai again and yelled, "tell me, who else grows oranges in your village?"

Huang Er Lai screamed: "yes, yes, there is a family in the back mountain behind the village. Their family contracted the land on the mountain and planted oranges! A few days ago, I saw that there were two guys at his house who also collected oranges for 20 yuan per kilo... "