"Eh..." The person who answered the phone said awkwardly: "Director Han, there is no direct contact information, but if you want, I will send him a private message right now."
This person also did not expect that Han Muke would believe in him.
As soon as he said something over there, this person sent a private message to the anchor brother who got the blood ganoderma.
The content is extremely sincere and reveals that the price is not an issue.
In fact, many netizens who sent private messages to Su Xingchen also said the same, and Su Xingchen didn't have time to check them all.
It can only be said that this person is lucky, he has been sending private messages to Su Xingchen, pushing himself to the top, and explaining clearly that the purpose of buying Ganoderma lucidum is to treat a frail old man, not to store it.
Seeing this, Su Xingchen was still a little hesitant.
What convinced Su Xingchen was a sentence from the other party: Brother, that old gentleman is a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War. He has made many great contributions to the country. Now there are still shrapnel in his body. Do you understand
Su Xingchen's brain buzzed, and after a daze, enthusiasm welled up in his eyes, and he said, "Okay, if it's true, I won't charge you."
The over there was obviously stunned: no money
Su Xingchen: Well, no money is charged. Here is my contact information, let's chat in detail.
Blood Ganoderma lucidum is very precious, Su Xingchen wants to find out the truth of the matter, so that he can make a decision.
Soon, a gentleman who claimed to be surnamed Huang called Su Xingchen's cell phone, and the two chatted for twenty minutes.
From Mr. Huang's mouth, Su Xingchen briefly learned about the old man's deeds. Now the old man is living in Beijing for training.
"Beijing?" Su Xingchen had a thought, and had a feasible idea: "I also grew up in Beijing..."
Mr. Huang smiled: "I know, I can tell from your accent."
Su Xingchen said: "But I'm in my hometown now, and it's been twenty days since I left Beijing. Otherwise, I'll take a trip back to Beijing and send the ganoderma to the old man by the way."
Mr. Huang didn't expect Su Xingchen to be so enthusiastic, and he was pleasantly surprised: "Okay, okay, then let's see when you come. I'll say hello to the old man."
Su Xingchen pursed his lips and thought for a while, not sure: "Anyway, it's just this week, I still have something to do, I'll contact you when I leave."
Mr. Huang: "Yeah, good."
Mr. Huang hung up on Su Xingchen, immediately called Han Muke, and said, "Director Han, the seller of the blood ganoderma has been contacted, but he said..."
This pause made the stern-faced Han Muke frown: "What do you say? The lion opened his mouth, or is it something else?"
Mr. Huang was stunned when he heard it: "No, no, the seller is not a lion." He was afraid that Han Muke would misunderstand Su Xingchen's character, so he quickly explained: "Actually, the seller is still a very young man. The buyer had participated in the Anti-Japanese War and made contributions to the country, so he agreed to sell the blood ganoderma without saying a word, and... "
Unable to speak for such a long time in one breath, Mr. Huang paused again.
"And what?" asked the man with a cold voice.
Mr. Huang slowed down: "He doesn't want money, and within this week, he will personally deliver the blood ganoderma to the old man."
"You revealed my grandfather's identity?" Han Muke immediately asked in a cold voice.
"No, no." Mr. Huang swore to the sky: "I didn't disclose anything. The seller's brother grew up in Beijing and now stays in his hometown. He returned to Beijing this week and brought the ganoderma to the old man." Fearing that Han Muke would not believe it, he anxiously assured: "I really didn't say anything."
Han Muke thought for a while, and asked Mr. Huang for the seller's contact information: "I'll tell him personally."
So Su Xingchen's cell phone rang again.
Su Xingchen was cooking, and after connecting it, he turned on the speakerphone, and while chopping vegetables, he gave a 'hello': "Who is it?"
Han Muke: "..."
Su Xingchen: "Hello?"
Han Muke finally knew what Mr. Huang meant when he said that the seller was young.
This voice is so soft...you can pinch water.
Most importantly, it sounds better than Han Muke's previous boyfriends.
Su Xingchen found that there was no conversation, so he ignored it, because he didn't need money to answer the phone.
"Dodododo..."
Su Xingchen is chopping stuffing.
"Hello." The man on the other end of the phone said in a serious tone, "My surname is Han, and I am the buyer introduced by the gentleman who contacted you just now. I have some questions and I hope you can answer them."
Su Xingchen stopped the knife for chopping stuffing: "Ah? I didn't hear clearly just now, what did you say?"
Over there: "..."
The other side repeated it to him in a good temper.
Su Xingchen nodded: "Go ahead."
Han Muke asked calmly: "Mr. Huang said you don't take money, so what do you want?"
Su Xingchen was taken aback for a moment, then whispered, "Is everything okay?"
The man on the other end of the phone thought to himself, sure enough, there is no one in the world who does not seek profit: "You can talk about it." Han Muke waited for the other party to speak loudly.
Su Xingchen didn't want anything, he just felt that if he didn't want anything, the other party would definitely feel sorry, so he said with a smile, "I want to have dinner with the old man."
Han Muke looked at his phone, thinking he heard it wrong: "What did you say?"
Su Xingchen said: "I want to have dinner with the old man."
Han Muke: "..."
It seems that I don't believe it.
"Really." Su Xingchen understands the other party's mood, and may not want to believe it, but it's getting late now: "I still have to cook dinner, Mr. Han, how about we talk another day?"
"Yeah." Han Muke came back to his senses and said, "We'll talk about it another day."
Su Xingchen's voice is so pure and kind that people unconsciously develop a good impression.
But he said, Su Xingchen prepared today's dinner, and put a small note on the food box, which read beautifully: You are getting fat, and you still have to eat supper...
President Yu was lazy and didn't exercise today. After get off work, he played games in the study for a while, and then went out to the dining room to find something to eat.
When Yu Fengxing saw the small note on the food box, a gleam of light flashed in his deep eyes, then he walked over and stretched out his hand to read the note.
The first thing I saw was the clear and meaningful handwriting, which was written in a windy manner, which was pleasing to the eye.
This must be a beautiful and intelligent girl, Yu Fengxing thought to himself.
"You..." Yu Fengxing choked after reading the beginning: "Ahem..." This content made him feel like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which made his heart hurt.
Fat
Mr. Yu ran into the bathroom with a small piece of paper in his hand, and stared at the mirror...
"..." Where is the fat
Three minutes later, Pei Wen received a selfie of his boss's upper body, and another sentence: Secretary Pei, do you think I'm fat
Secretary Pei thought to himself, this is a serious question.
Secretary Pei looked at the photo carefully, and if he didn't say it, he didn't know it. Speaking of it this way, he really felt that BOSS's cheeks were plump, his complexion was rosier than before, and even his eyes were more radiant.
Secretary Pei smiled and congratulated the boss: I got fat.
Yu Fengxing: "..."
Yu Fengxing finished his dinner, rested for an hour, and then made up for the exercise that he missed today, and added half an hour.
The noise of the exercise in the room made the young man who was reading on the sofa very puzzled, why does the owner of the house exercise at this time? What if I get hungry again
don't understand...
Su Xingchen didn't care about it, anyway, it was impossible to do supper, because during this period of time, he also grew a small belly after eating supper.
The next morning, Su Xingchen came to Uncle Niu's house as scheduled, moved the wardrobe and bed, and by the way, brought Uncle Niu back with him.
When they arrived, Su Xingchen smiled and introduced Uncle Niu one by one: "Uncle Niu, this is my home, my vegetable garden, and my two dogs, Xiao Huang and Xiao Bai."
Uncle Niu: "Hey!" Looking around, he saw the green mountains and flowing water, and he said with a smile on his face, "This yard is really nice!"
Su Xingchen was also very happy when he heard someone praise his yard: "Yeah!"
This morning, Su Xingchen and Uncle Niu installed the bed, as long as the mattress and quilt were spread, they could sleep.
A simple wardrobe made of bamboo is placed at the other end of the room.
When Uncle Niu saw him, he gestured in the room and said, "Put another table here...and a double chair here..."
"No no." Su Xingchen refused and said, "Uncle Niu, I will live alone."
So much furniture, no need.
"It's okay, uncle is idle anyway." Uncle Niu waved his hand and said.
"Just make coir raincoats when you're free." Su Xingchen's eyes lit up, and he told Uncle Niu proudly: "Now I have 70,000 fans, and I'll help you sell as many as you make, but you have to buy new coir raincoats." Two hundred yuan a piece, so that it is worthy of your handwork."
Uncle Niu was very embarrassed: "Then we are half of each other?"
Su Xingchen shook his head like a rattle, how could it happen, no matter how poor he was, he couldn't earn Uncle Niu's hard-earned money: "There is no need to discuss this matter, you just listen to me?"
Uncle Niu: "Then..."
Su Xingchen: "I'll bring you some fruit. You drink some water here, and I'll cook." After speaking, he left in a hurry, and filled a bamboo basket made by Uncle Niu with a few Sydney pears bought on the street. , a can of pure milk, because it can't fit in the refrigerator, but it hasn't been frozen.
Uncle Niu sat for a while and finally realized that there was no electricity in the house, so how would this child live
But after a short wait, Su Xingchen came down with a hot meal and had lunch with Uncle Niu.
after dinner.
"Uncle Niu, I have something to ask you." Su Xingchen said, and handed Uncle Niu a piece of pear.
Uncle Niu took it with a smile, and looked at the young man seriously: "What's the matter, tell me."
Su Xingchen told Uncle Niu that he was going back to Beijing soon, and asked Uncle Niu to look after the dog for a few days.
"That's it, it's fine." Uncle Niu thought it was something difficult, so he ate pears with confidence.
After the two of them rested for a while, Su Xingchen got up to pack his things.
Send some unfinished vegetables, meat and rice in the refrigerator to Uncle Niu's house.
By the way, I settled the money for the furniture and gave it to Uncle Niu.
Uncle Niu took the money, immediately took out two cards, and forced them back to Su Xingchen, which made Su Xingchen feel extremely embarrassed.
Before running away, he said: "Uncle Niu, I'm going to say goodbye to Gouzi, please collect the money quickly!"
Just like that, two chubby puppies were chained at the gate of Uncle Niu's house, whining and barking, as if they wanted Su Xingchen to unleash the dogs and go home with him.
"Good boy." Su Xingchen hugged the dogs and stroked them several times, still reluctant to let go.
In Uncle Niu's eyes, Su Xingchen was like a child who couldn't grow up.