"No, I'll keep it for fun."
Ye Rongrong shook his head and said. Ye Guangrong is not short of money now, so he doesn't want to sell this snakehead. In Ye Guangrong's opinion, money is enough. There's no need to make so much money. If you have too much money, you can't sleep well. Ye Guangrong is a very contented person.
"How about a million?"
Seeing ye Rongrong's insistence, Li Qingyong immediately increased the price. Although it was silly for others to buy such a fish with a million yuan, it was worth it for Li Qingyong.
"Not for sale."
Ye Guangrong shook his head and said. For ye Rongrong, it's really not about money. If it was before, let alone a million yuan, ye Rongrong would sell it for 10000 yuan.
However, since the establishment of the "lazy man system", ye Guangrong feels that he should be a strong farmer and not buy what he likes because of money. Now ye Guangrong likes this big snakehead fish very much, so even if Li Qingyong gives 10 million yuan, ye Guangrong will not sell it.
"Glory, are you confused? It's a million dollars. It's enough for you to buy a house in the city. Sell it quickly."
Ye Xianghai, the old village head, is worried about ye Rongrong. It's a million yuan. In the countryside, ordinary people can't earn so much money in their whole life.
Ye Guangrong is very good. If he says no, he refuses. The old village head loves him. He really doesn't take money as money. If ye Guangrong were his son and grandson, the old village head would slap him now, "don't you know how important money is?"
"Yes, brother ye, if you think one million is less, we can discuss it again." Li Qingyong said. Li Qingyong really wants to buy this snakehead.
"It's not about money. I want to raise this snakehead myself, so I won't sell it even if you pay more."
Ye Rongrong says very simply, let him think he is waiting for the price.
"Glory, think again."
The old village head really thinks about ye Rongrong. In his opinion, this snakehead is useless to keep at home. He also wastes a lot of money to feed this big guy. It's better to sell it.
A million, in the countryside, but the money, ah, can also buy a house in the city, living the life of a petty bourgeois city people.
"Old village head, don't talk about it. If I don't sell it, I won't sell it."
Ye Rongrong shook his head and said. Now that he has decided not to sell, ye Rongrong will not change his decision just because of the old village head's words.
"Uncle glory, don't sell blackhead, or we will be sad." An 11 or 2-year-old boy heard that he wanted to sell his black head, so he ran over and said.
"Uncle glory, you can't sell blackheads." A group of Mao children came to persuade Ye Guangrong.
Now these kids like to run to the south of the village when they are free. There are clever wild boars and dogs to play with them. Now there is blackhead, a big guy swimming in the water.
These kids are really afraid that ye Guangrong will sell the "black head" so that they will lose an interesting playmate.
In that case, they will be very sad.
"Go on, you little dolls know something!"
The old village head cheered unhappily to the children around him. Apart from playing and making trouble, these kids don't know what a million dollars means.
"I knew uncle glory couldn't sell blackheads!" As the king of children, er Wazi was the first to stand out against the old village head's words.
"That is, uncle glory can't sell blackhead!" The children said one after another.
"Well, uncle glory won't sell blackheads. You can rest assured."
Ye Guangrong said to these children with a smile. Looking at them, ye Rongrong can't help but think of his childhood when he was as young as them. There are always many memories that can never be forgotten.
"Yeah..."
Listen to Ye Guangrong say don't sell "black head", hairy child happily scattered.
"Glory, you don't think about it, think about it."
Old village head still some don't give up ground to say. One million, in the old village head's heart, is simply a festival.
"I said don't sell, just don't sell, old village head, you don't have to worry about me." Ye Rongrong said with certainty.
"Brother ye, this is my business card. When you want to sell this snakehead, you can call me at any time. The price is still one million."
Li Qingyong see ye glory now is iron heart, don't sell this big snake head fish, also had to take out a business card to ye glory said.
"OK, I'll be the first one to call you when I want to sell it." Ye Rongrong took the card and said politely.
"Then I'll wait for the good news from ye xiaobrother."
Li Qingyong said. Now Li Qingyong has a high opinion of the farmer named Ye Guangrong in front of him. He can't be moved by a million yuan. Is he really the kind of person who is indifferent to money?
Li Qingyong has been in business for decades. He thinks he is good at seeing people, but today, he feels that he can't see through Ye Rongrong."All right."
Ye Rongrong said politely. But I thought, you just wait. When you leave, I throw this card into the garbage can, so that you can wait until the flowers are gone, and you won't receive my call.
Ye Guangrong thought bitterly.
"Brother ye, I'm really troubling you today." Li Qingyong said to the old village head.
"Mr. Li, it depends on what you say. I'm sorry that I let you go in vain." Ye Xianghai, the old village head, said with some regret.
After all, Li is always so busy. Because of his own information, he came all the way and gave him two packs of Chinese cigarettes. As a result, it didn't work out. The old village head couldn't hang on to his face.
"It's nothing. Business hasn't been done. It's also a pleasure to meet such an interesting person as little brother Ye." Li Qingyong said with a smile that he didn't mind Ye Guangrong's rude attitude towards him.
"It's getting late. The village head and Mr. Li would like to have lunch at my home at noon. The business has not been done. It's also a pleasure to know Mr. Li who is so elegant."
Ye Guangrong thinks that Mr. Li is a good man. He ignores him like this. A big boss has no temper all day. Ye Guangrong admires him for his magnanimity. Therefore, ye Guangrong decides to leave him at his home for lunch.
In Ye Guangrong's opinion, President Li is a friend worthy of association.
"Glory, it's just like that, Mr. Li. Don't be polite to him. The dish made by this boy is unique. It's guaranteed that you will have endless aftertaste after eating it. You can't even eat it when you go to a big hotel."
On hearing that ye Guangrong left himself for lunch with Li Qingyong, the old village head got excited. The old village head thought that the last time he ate Ye Guangrong's food was when ye Tiancheng's baby was engaged. Although time passed soon, it was very far away in the old village head's heart.
The old village head was looking forward to eating the food Ye Rongrong cooked every day, but ye Rongrong had no vision. He came to his home several times, but he didn't invite himself to dinner.
The old village head could not put down his face again, so he began to eat by himself.
Therefore, at noon today, the village head will not be polite to leave Ye Rongrong to have dinner with Li Qingyong.
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