The floral shirt guy was stunned for a moment. "It seems to be true. In the past, when I went to my cousin's place during the new year, I heard her in-laws show off a few times, saying that the work was easy and the salary was good. The owner's family was easy to talk to, and they would always buy many good things for her to bring home during the new year and holidays."
"Contact your cousin later and ask her mother-in-law to help matchmake Song Yueliang." Wang Jianzhong looked at the floral shirt guy with a cold gaze. "Our current business is only small. If we can get along with Song Yueliang and do wholesale in the city, then we can really make a profit."
"Don't be unconvinced. You've seen the car that Song Yueliang drove. It's worth at least a few hundred thousand. If you really provoke her, it's just a matter of lifting a finger for her to make you go bankrupt. It's not even a problem for her to send you to jail."
"Put away your act of being ruthless on the streets! We can't afford to offend Song Yueliang, do you understand?"
The floral shirt guy's face turned pale from the scolding.
The woman's cold eyes appeared in his mind, still filled with anger and hatred mixed with fear.
This was the first time he had met such a person.
He was so calm that it seemed like he would not even blink if he were to be stabbed to death in the next second.
Damn it, he was scared back then.
"I last saw my cousin a few years ago. I'll go to her house and ask her about it." He said in a low, muffled voice.
Wang Jianzhong's calm face finally broke into a smile. He patted his shoulder and said, "a man knows when to yield and when to stand tall. As long as we can earn some profits, nothing else matters."
..
In the middle of July, a seasonal watermelon called the small Qilin melon suddenly entered the fruit market of Hui city. It became popular quickly, attracting people to fight for it.
The small watermelons, which cost eight Yuan each, only weighed two to three catties. The price would leave ordinary people speechless.
What was even more shocking was that it was so expensive, but it was not something that could be bought just because one wanted to.
The major fruit shops were even limiting the number of fruits they could buy!
One person could only buy one at a time!
Even so, a long line of people wanted to buy watermelons.
In the residential buildings, residential areas, streets, and alleys of the city, people could occasionally hear discussions about the little Qilin melons.
"Oh my God, a watermelon costs eight Yuan! And he's so small! I don't understand why so many people are fighting to buy it. Isn't it good for me to buy four catties of meat for eight Yuan?"
"We don't understand the thoughts of rich people. The candy boxes in the department store that cost 100 yuan each should be expensive enough, right? Aren't they still out of stock? And that special supply of apples, five or six Yuan for two or three apples per 500 grams, is not expensive? Did the high-end fruit store still sell high-quality goods? In the end, it's not that no one buys it, but we can't afford it. "
"You can't say that. The small Qilin melon is expensive, but we can afford it. I'm going to buy one later and give it to my daughter. She got married not long ago, so giving her a small Qilin melon is a good sign."
"Yo, you're looking forward to carrying a grandson! However, the small Qilin melon was really good at giving gifts. Just the words 'giving children brings good fortune, promoting wealth and promotion' written on the gift box packaging was enough to bring luck. Many people in my unit bought these watermelons and secretly gave them to their leaders!"
Ma Chunlan walked out of the tube-shaped building. When she heard the discussion at the entrance, she curled her lips.
Was the watermelon that cost 8 Yuan embedded with gold?
He even bragged about good luck and a good omen, purely to fool a fool. Only a fool would rush to buy it if his brain was damaged.
Opposite the apartment building, the floral shirt guy waved at her from his motorcycle.
Ma Chunlan quickly walked over, forcing a smile on her face. "Why are you here?"
She had just heard from the people in the building that someone was looking for her, and she was wondering who it was.
He didn't expect them to be his cousins whom he hadn't seen for years.
.. Don't tell me he's here to borrow money?
"I went to the city to do something, so I came to see you." The floral shirt guy made an excuse and handed over the bag of fruit hanging on the handlebars. "Sis, is the staff building behind my brother-in-law's worplace? Tsk, tsk, it has six floors, impressive!"
"Nah no way to be impressive? It's an old building that has been around for many years. There are more than a dozen households on one floor, and it's so crowded that you can even hear the farts of the neighbors." Ma Chunlan opened the bag and took a look. A piece of red apple that cost 1.2 yuan per 500 grams was acceptable.
"Not to mention living quality, my brother-in-law has a good job. He's an employee of a big food factory and has a secure job! Everyone in the village is envious!"
A few words of praise made Ma Chunlan feel smug. That's true. Because the man in her family had a job that he wouldn't lose, she had been the envy of the other families in the village for the past few years.
The floral shirt guy had flattered her enough. He changed the topic and smiled. "Sis, to be honest, I came here this time to ask you for help."
"I knew you wouldn't come here without reason." Ma Chunlan snorted. "Tell me, what's the matter? "
"Do you know about the small Qilin melons that have been selling like crazy in the city recently?" The floral shirt guy quickly explained the situation and said, "we just want to get in touch with Song Yueliang and do business in the city in the future. Sister, I won't let you work for anything if you can do this. I'll give you this amount."
The floral shirt guy gestured with his fingers and stuffed a note into Ma Chunlan's hands. "This is my pager number. Sis, I'll be waiting for your good news."
The motorcycle roared away. Ma Chunlan held the note in her hand, her face still filled with shock and confusion.
After she came back to her senses, she walked towards the apartment.
..
The food factory assigned the Tian family a very small house with one bedroom and one living room. The four people of the Tian family could barely live in it.
This was because Tian Fumin was only a small secretary, and he had bribed the factory manager to get the apartment.
Usually, Tian Fumin and Ma Chunlan would sleep in the bedroom, while old Mrs. Tian and her grandson, Tian Xiaohu, would sleep in the living room.
There was no kitchen, so every family in the building had a gas stove in the corridor and a simple stove to make do with cooking.
When Ma Chunlan returned home, old Mrs. Tian and her grandson were in the living room, enjoying the cool air with a fan.
When Ma Chunlan explained the matter, old woman Tian's face also fell.
"You want me to look for Song Yueliang to talk about matchmaking? How much do you think my old face is worth? I've already used up all my favors when looking for jobs for Fumin!" Old Mrs. Tian scolded, "don't hang out with your cousin in the future. He's not a decent person!"
Ma Chunlan knew that the old woman didn't like her cousin, so she didn't invite him to her house.
In the end, she could not bear to part with the money, so she said again, "Mom, you can't say that. Look at Fumin working alone in the city. If something happened, they didn't even have anyone to help. If my cousin goes into the city to do business in the future, I can ask him for help when I need it, right?"
"He's just a loafer. Do we need his help?" Old Mrs. Tian was furious. She pointed at Ma Chunlan's nose and said in a low voice, "don't you have a brain? Don't you think about who Song Yueliang is? She is a person you can't mess with you! If she finds out about that incident, even the lives of our family won't be enough to pay for it!"