Coming down from the ninth floor office, everyone was dejected, feeling like Zhaohua's world was about to fall.
Only Ye Zhao remained calm. She was thinking about how to deal with the leafy vegetables in the next few days.
Aqin, who was walking in front, became angrier and angrier the more she thought about it. She usually spoke very harshly, but today she couldn't help but have tears welling up in her eyes, and she felt a strong desire to refuse to admit defeat.
Walking downstairs, everyone was waiting for a taxi on the street. Ah Qin raised her hand to wipe away her tears and said, "I'll go to the market tomorrow. I don't believe it! Damn it, this is too much!"
Liu Yang pulled out a crumpled tissue from his pocket: "I'll go with you."
Ah Qin took the tissue and said disdainfully: "You've used them all."
"Not used."
Ah Qin blew her nose, Gan Xiaofeng came up and comforted her, "Don't cry, it would be so embarrassing if the people on the ninth floor saw it."
"Bah! It's a pity that I don't have the ability, otherwise I would kill them! A bunch of conscienceless bastards, if it weren't for our little yellow ginger, Song Rongji would have died eight hundred times already!"
Sister Sun, who was walking behind, was also worried about the vegetables in the field. She asked Ye Zhao, "What are we going to do with the vegetables this month? The leafy vegetables in the first ten days are fine. There are many varieties, but the quantity of each variety is small. The vegetables planted later are all waterlogging-resistant vegetables. There are too few varieties and too much quantity. I'm afraid we can't even sell them wholesale for two or three cents per pound."
Ye Zhao was worried about exactly the opposite of what she was worried about. She was only worried about how to deal with the vegetables from the next ten days.
Gan Xiaofeng turned around and said, "I'll go find Sister Lan. She's in charge of purchasing, so she's sure she can find a way."
Ye Zhao said: "Let's talk to Lao Qian first and then decide."
It was almost time to get off work, and it was difficult to get a taxi at this time. Several groups of people were waiting for taxis on the roadside at the same time. After a taxi finally came, a man and a woman rushed past them and tried to cut it off!
"Hey!" Liu Yang, who had been stretching out his hand to stop a taxi, rushed out, ran quickly to the side of the taxi, quickly opened the door, and sat down on the passenger seat.
Xiaoqin and Gan Xiaofeng quickly followed and blocked the car door, making the man and woman so angry that they rolled their eyes.
Xiaoqin, who was holding her breath just now, turned around and shouted with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, Sister Sun, hurry up!"
Xiao Zhao and Sun Qinfang ran over and got on the bus while talking. The four girls wanted to squeeze into the back, but the driver disagreed: "It's overloaded, one person off."
Gan Xiaofeng: "Master, we are in a hurry to go back for the meeting. Please be kind. I will give you some extra money."
The driver said in embarrassment: "Normally it's OK, but not today, there's a traffic policeman ahead."
Aqin patted Liu Yang's shoulder in the front seat and called out meaningfully: "Liu Yang..."
As Zhaohua's only male colleague, Liu Yang said responsibly, "Okay, okay, I'll get off. I'll take the bus back."
Ye Zhao instructed him: "If you happen to pass by the police station on your way back, call the police and have them come to your house."
"okay!"
When they returned to the company, Lao Qian and A Feng had been waiting in the conference room for a long time. Mu Xin came up and whispered to Ye Zhao, "Huang Dongliang called. Call him back. He is in Hongbao Village."
Ye Zhao returned to his office and called Huang Dongliang, "Brother Liang, what's going on over there?"
Gan Xiaofeng also came in. Ye Zhao pressed the speakerphone button and the two of them leaned over the phone to listen together.
Huang Dongliang: "This morning, many fish floated up at the mouth of the creek in Hongxi Village, half dead. Some villagers took them home and fried them to eat, but ended up being poisoned."
Ye Zhao: "Are the poisoned villagers okay?"
Huang Dongliang: "It's OK. The fish weren't killed, let alone people. The stream water must have diluted the pesticide to a very low level."
It is good that the villagers are fine, otherwise it will be difficult to end. In any case, the incident was caused by them. If someone really died, it is inevitable that some villagers will criticize the Hongbao Village Vegetable Base, which is not conducive to their taking root in the local area.
Ye Zhao asked: "Have you gone to the creek mouth to look for clues?"
Huang Dongliang: "I looked for it! There was no spray barrel or pesticide bottle, but there was a plastic barrel that a villager picked up and took home. I went to check it out and found that the plastic barrel was used to hold water for spraying vegetables in our vegetable garden."
This was beyond Ye Zhao's expectation. She didn't expect that the plastic bucket came from her home. No wonder he dared to stay at the scene. Even if he was discovered, it would be the fault of the Hongbao Village Vegetable Base.
Gan Xiaofeng: "This is an attempt to frame us."
Huang Dongliang: "So I didn't dare to call the police."
Gan Xiaofeng shook her head: "We have already called the police, you have to report it too."
Ye Zhao: "Call the police as usual and say that our lost plastic bucket appeared at the mouth of the creek and that someone was suspected of poisoning and framing us."
Huang Dongliang worriedly asked, "Will this cause trouble for me?"
Ye Zhao: "If you don't call the police, we will be in more trouble. Just follow my instructions. Do you have any other clues?"
Huang Dongliang: "There is another one. At about 1 o'clock last night, Mr. Gao from Hongxi Village came back from playing mahjong in the next village. When he passed the fork in the road, he said he smelled a strong smell of pesticides."
Ye Zhao: "Did the old man see anything?"
Huang Dongliang: "It's a pity that he took the small road below. He only saw the lights on at the provincial road intersection. Oh, and he also heard someone cursing, 'Why don't you hurry up? It's already dawn when you get back!' It seems that the driver had diarrhea and was taking a shit on the side of the mountain, and someone was urging him!"
Ye Zhao asked: "What's the accent of this person who swore?"
Huang Dongliang: "He couldn't tell where he was from, but he had an accent from another province, not from this province."
"Okay, I get it. Go call the police now."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Zhao sat in a chair thoughtfully. She had a brief discussion with Gan Xiaofeng. After a long while, when everything was ready, she called Lao Qian and A Feng to Ye Zhao's office.
As soon as he came in, Lao Qian sighed and said, "I just heard them talk about a one-month freezing period. I didn't expect Zhaohua to run into such a big trouble this time."
A Feng was sitting next to them, chewing some mints from their company's conference room. He looked calm, even comfortable.
Ye Zhao leaned back in his chair and said with a smile, "We ran into trouble and fell into a trap, but congratulations, you have made a fortune."
Lao Qian pretended to be confused: "No, how did we get rich?"
Ye Zhao: "Are you still pretending? You can hide it today, but you can't hide it tomorrow. Food Nine Floor directly gave you the order for non-leafy vegetables, and you also made our share of the profit. Isn't this considered getting rich?"
Lao Qian and A Feng exchanged a glance, and Lao Qian smiled awkwardly, "The people at Food Floor 9 did ask us if we could take the order, but we didn't dare to accept it yet. So, why don't we discuss it with you first?"
Ye Zhao shook his head and said with a smile: "Old Qian, I forced you to come to the meeting. You didn't take the initiative to discuss this with me, did you?"
Lao Qian explained hastily, "I was about to leave for your place when I received a call from Food 9, so I rushed to discuss it with you. If you don't let us take the call, I definitely won't answer it."
Ye Zhao smiled: "Then don't answer it."
Old Qian didn't expect Ye Zhao to be so direct. He didn't know how to prevaricate, but Ye Zhao smiled and said, "You see? Is that right? Forget it. Can I still be the master of your Qiantang River? That sounds good."
It was still unknown how things would develop in the future. Lao Qian was a cautious person, and he did not dare to offend Ye Zhao. He only said, "Thank you very much, Boss Ye, for helping us make a fortune in the past six months. Otherwise, how could I have done the business of supplying Hong Kong? You are our..."
Ye Zhao didn't want to waste his time listening to his polite words, so he interrupted directly: "Shijiulou used to have so many familiar suppliers, why did Pianlu choose to cooperate with you?"
Old Qian laughed and said, "He didn't give me any leafy vegetables. He still found the leafy vegetables from the Huicheng vegetable base for supplying Hong Kong."
"You guys are really ambitious. You even want to start a leafy vegetable business. Awesome!"
Old Qian pulled up his chair and leaned towards his desk, as if he was pouring out his heart to Ye Zhao: "When you get through this month, the business will definitely still belong to you, Zhaohua. We, Qiantangjiang, will help you to protect your territory."
Ye Zhao: "What if we can't come back?"
Old Qian made a "tsk" sound, seemingly unconvinced: "No. He will definitely come back."
Old Qian didn't mean what he said. Ye Zhao knew that unless he was stupid, he couldn't hope that she and Shijiulou could resume their cooperation. He was jumping around now just to keep the situation that was most favorable to him.
Ye Zhao smiled and nodded: "Do you think the customs will not punish us after such a big incident? Once the customs issues a ticket to us, Shijiulou will never cooperate with us again."
"Look for connections."
Ye Zhao followed up the topic and said, "Are you related? Introduce yourself."
Old Qian smiled and showed his big white teeth: "I am a farmer from another place, how can I have any connections?"
Ye Zhao: "How about you help me put in a few good words in front of Mr. Jiang?"
Old Qian said awkwardly: "I'm not familiar with Mr. Jiang, we haven't even spoken to each other for a few words..."
Ye Zhao looked at A Feng who had been sitting next to him without saying anything: "A Feng, you are familiar."
Ah Feng didn't expect the topic to suddenly turn to himself. He quickly put down his crossed legs and said, "I'm not familiar with it either."
Ye Zhao looked at A Feng with a fake smile: "Don't you often play mahjong with Mr. Jiang? You always lose money to him. It's better to talk to your mahjong friends."
Ah Feng had accidentally told Liu Yang about his mahjong game with Mr. Jiang before, and he quickly explained, "It happened a long time ago, how could Mr. Jiang still remember a small person like me?"
Ye Zhao raised his voice slightly: "You are the great hero who helped President Jiang to kill our Zhao Hua, how can you be a small figure."
Ah Feng was stunned, and so was Lao Qian. After all, the old man reacted quickly. Lao Qian said, "Boss Ye, do you have any misunderstandings? What about the hero who killed Zhao Hua? How could he have such ability!"
Ye Zhao glared at A Feng, "Brother Feng, you are amazing! You sprayed so much methyl parathion on our vegetables, but you didn't get poisoned?"
Lao Qian looked at A Feng in confusion. He looked like he knew nothing about the matter.
Ah Feng said excitedly: "What did you say? Stop spitting blood on me."
Just be excited.
Ye Zhao crossed her hands in front of her chest and lowered her voice to say, "Last night, you led a team to Hongbao Village to transport vegetables. At the junction of the Hongbao Village Road and the Provincial Road, the truck you arranged in advance was late. This gave you an excuse to send our workers back to the village first, leaving only your own people at the loading and unloading site."
"After our people leave, take a plastic bucket from the Hongbao Village vegetable base, go to the stream at the foot of the mountain to fetch water, dilute the doxorubicin, and then spray it on the bok choy and kale that have not yet been loaded onto the truck."
"After spraying the pesticides, you poured the remaining dilution water of Doxorubicin in the plastic bucket into the stream at the foot of the mountain. Did you know that you poisoned a group of fish? This morning, the dead fish were picked up by the villagers and cooked. Several families have been admitted to the hospital, and they have not been rescued yet. Li Zhenfeng, you have committed a murder, do you know that?!"
At the end, Ye Zhao spoke word by word, scolding loudly, and A Feng was completely frightened. He just wanted to make money and had never thought of killing anyone. If he killed someone and was caught, he would be shot!
Old Qian broke into a sweat after hearing this. He asked anxiously, "Is there any misunderstanding? Although Afeng usually talks big, he doesn't have the guts to do this."
"Still pretending in front of me. Old Qian, are you really unaware, or are you pretending not to know?"
Lao Qian raised his hands: "I really don't know!"
"I just received a call from Hongbao Village. Our people have already investigated thoroughly and found witnesses. A villager came back late from playing mahjong at around 1am and saw with his own eyes Afeng and the others spraying pesticides on our vegetables. The smell of the pesticides was choking..."
A Feng also tried to distance himself from the issue: "You must have mistaken me for someone else."
"I didn't recognize the wrong person. You guys were driving with the headlights and taillights on, so the scene was very bright. My colleague showed the photo of your work ID to the witness, and he said you were there. You even cursed at me, saying that I was taking too long to poop and was delaying your work."
Ye Zhao restored the details of the scene. A Feng knew that he was really exposed, but he was still willing to admit: "I must have seen the wrong person! It's not me."
"Besides you, who else was there to take the food away yesterday? Even now, if you still don't admit it, I can only call the police."
When A Feng heard that they were going to call the police, he hurriedly said, "Why call the police? It really wasn't me."
Old Qian was not confused. He understood that it must have been his cousin who did it.
Old Qian sighed and had to tell the truth honestly, trying to gain room for negotiation with Ye Zhao.
"Boss Ye, I have always been loyal to you. I didn't dare to come here at first today because I felt that I had stolen your business. I was very embarrassed. I didn't know anything about what you just said. A Feng told me before that Zhaohua's relationship with Shijiulou has become increasingly strained because of its own vegetable base. He said that we should find a way. If your relationship with Shijiulou breaks down, we can take over Shijiulou's orders."
Ye Zhao sneered, "As the boss, you don't know? Li Zhenfeng is a living Lei Feng? Why would he risk his life like this?"
"He is my cousin. I promised him that if he earns a lot this year, I would build a building for him in his hometown. Boss Ye, he was just confused for a moment. There is no need to call the police. What conditions do you want? Can we negotiate?" Lao Qian was very humble.
Ye Zhao stared at A Feng: "Didn't he deny that he did it? What are we negotiating about? Let the police negotiate. Oh, if the police come, it won't be a negotiation, they will just handcuff him."
Ye Zhao suppressed his smile and said, "You sprayed pesticides on our vegetables and caused us so much harm. Now you sound as if you are giving me alms!"
A Feng lowered his voice and said, "It's not charity, it's a negotiation."
Old Qian pointed at A Feng's nose and cursed: "You have shit in your brain! How could you come up with such a stupid idea! You have harmed Boss Ye and yourself! How can you dump pesticides into the river!"
"There's so much water in the river, it would be diluted if I flushed it, how could I know it would poison the fish?!"
Ye Zhao: "That's a small stream, the water is barely flowing, you've done a lot of harm to people!"
A Feng was silent, and Lao Qian said, "Boss Ye, don't call the police. This time, we will split the profits 50-50 for the order from Shijiulou. Is that ok?"
"no."
"Seven and three, you seven and I three!"
Ye Zhao looked at A Feng and asked, "Does President Jiang know about the use of pesticides?"
A Feng: "I didn't discuss it with him in the early stage, because I was afraid he wouldn't agree. I just told him that I would get rid of you."
Ye Zhao: "Then, is President Jiang satisfied with today's results?"
"He scolded me and said that this method was very dangerous. If the poisoned vegetables were to enter the market, he would have to go to jail. I promised him that it would not happen again."
It seems that Mr. Jiang is mainly worried about himself.
Seeing Ye Zhao didn't say anything, A Feng thought she agreed to the 70:30 split. "Actually, you didn't lose much. I'll help you sell the leafy vegetables from Hongbao Village."
Ye Zhao sneered, "What about the customs fine? How are you going to make up for it? The fine is at least 10,000 to 20,000 yuan, and our business license may be revoked. What do you think we should do?"
Lao Qian: "I'll find a way to pay the fine, and as for the revocation of the business license, I think Mr. Jiang has connections. Afeng, go talk to Mr. Jiang and ask him to take care of it. Otherwise, if this matter gets out, he will also be held responsible."
"What responsibility will he take?" Ah Feng thought that Mr. Jiang might not help, but he didn't dare to refuse directly, so he had to say: "I'll try."
Ye Zhao refused: "Don't try. It was you, Li Zhenfeng, who poisoned the food, not us, Zhao Hua. Why should we bear this responsibility?"
"No, aren't we negotiating?" Ah Feng thought Ye Zhao was going to raise the price. He knew that Boss Ye would not give in unless he ripped them off once. "What are your conditions?"
Ye Zhao said word by word: "You can't afford my conditions."
Old Qian sighed heavily: "I'll help him."
"My conditions are very simple. Those who commit crimes must receive the punishment they deserve. You should go and negotiate with the police."
A Feng was getting impatient: "What do you mean? How are you going to raise the price?"
"What's your tone? Did I give you face?"
Old Qian was afraid that Ye Zhao would get angry, so he immediately slapped A Feng on the forehead and said, "Speak properly! If you don't know how to speak, don't speak!"
As he was talking, someone knocked on the door. Liu Yang came back and said, "Boss, the police are here."
Ah Feng's expression changed immediately, and he stood up: "No! Aren't you not going to call the police?"
Ye Zhao pursed his lips and nodded, sneering: "If I don't do this, will you, Li Zhenfeng, tell the truth? Tell the police the truth. I have recorded our conversation just now..."
Recordings made without the other party's permission cannot be used as evidence in court, but they can be played to the police. The police know the truth and have their own ways to make the suspect tell the truth.
This era has its own ways.
Boss Qian pleaded in a low voice: "Boss Ye, can we discuss this further?"
"There's nothing to discuss."
The police had already walked in. Ye Zhao pointed at A Feng and said, "Police comrade, this man is Li Zhenfeng. He just admitted to me that he poisoned our vegetables."
Ye Zhao turned around and took the tape from the recorder next to him, "This is the tape of our conversation just now!"
A Feng rushed over like crazy, sweeping the folders and notebooks on the table to the ground. He wanted to grab the tape, but was stopped by the police and Lao Qian.
The policeman pushed him to the ground with his backhand, "What are you doing? How dare you do this with the police at the scene?!"
Ah Feng was helpless and furious: "She lied to me! Liar!"
Lao Qian hit him on the head again: "You have to take responsibility for what you did!"
Ye Zhao gave the tape to the police, and the police asked them to go to the police station later to record the tape.
Watching the police taking A Feng away, Lao Qian put his hands on his hips and looked confused. He should have thought long ago that Ye Zhao would never compromise with them.
In today's game, Ye Zhao lured them into the jar step by step, and then used a trick to catch the turtle in the jar!
He paced back and forth in Ye Zhao's office, wiping the sweat off his head, and said guiltily: "Boss Ye, I am responsible for this matter. So, I will not accept this order from Shijiulou. You can tell me how much compensation I need. I will do anything you want me to do, just wait at the police station. You see, please try to help me. My aunt only has one son. If he really loses it in my hands, I will never dare to go back to my hometown again."
Ye Zhao knew what Lao Qian meant and what he was worried about. She said truthfully, "I was just trying to scare you. The villagers who were poisoned are fine. Don't worry. Your cousin can't be shot."
When Lao Qian heard this, he almost cried, "Oh, you scared me to death. I really thought someone was killed."
"But Afeng will definitely go to jail. He must be held accountable for his actions."
"Okay, okay, I can accept that."
Ye Zhao: "But you must compensate us for our losses."
Lao Qian knew that A Feng could not be executed and Ye Zhao would not help him reduce his sentence, so he started to cry poor again, "I have been spending too much recently, I have no money..."
Gan Xiaofeng, who had just followed the police in and was collecting documents on the ground, stood up and said, "Just now you said that we would tell you how much you wanted, but in less than a minute, you have no money. Lao Qian, you have to pay what you owe. You still have three days of payment from us, so use this payment to offset the loss."
Lao Qian was anxious: "The three-day futures payment is more than 10,000 yuan. From this more than 10,000 yuan, I can only earn 1,800 yuan. It's not easy to earn hard-earned money, girl."
Gan Xiaofeng: "Shijiulou froze our transactions for a month, and we lost 40,000 to 50,000 yuan. Your 10,000 yuan is not enough to compensate us."
Lao Qian: "Boss Ye, look at your Zhaohua employees..."
Ye Zhao tidied the table: "Old Qian, how much money have you made from me in the past six months? Don't cry poor. Look at how many trucks you have. We can't even afford one."
"Ours is a second-hand truck. We bought it together with someone else. It's not our Qiantangjiang family's truck."
Ye Zhao: "Okay, stop talking."
Lao Qian was somewhat afraid of Ye Zhao, so he nodded and admitted defeat. "Alright, alright, let's handle it this way. We are in the wrong."
"Also, you have to help me sell the leafy vegetables from our Hongbao Village. You can't lower our price."
Lao Qian readily agreed: "That's no problem. I won't make any money from you. Is that ok?"
Ye Zhao picked up his wallet and prepared to go to the police station to make a statement. Lao Qian followed him and asked, "Hey, I heard that you have rented a lot of warehouses recently. What are you going to do?"
"I was planning to expand my business, but you guys ruined it! Forget it, stay away from me. I don't want to talk to you."
It was nearly 7 o'clock when I returned to the company from the police station. Except for Ms. Song from the finance department, everyone else had not yet left work.
Li Ruixiang brought food to everyone, and they ate in the office while talking about the next work arrangements.
Aqin said she was going to the market.
"Shijiulou ranks fifth in Hong Kong City. There are four vegetable trading companies ahead of it, and there are several well-known ones behind it. I will visit them one by one. As long as our vegetables are of good quality and cheap, I don't believe that I can't defeat any company."
Ye Zhao scooped up some mapo tofu and ate it with rice. "Don't talk about the price yet. Go to all the top ten companies and find a way to get the contact number of their person in charge."
It would be even simpler if we didn't talk about the price. Aqin said, "I understand."
Liu Yang said, "We finally found a few warehouses on high ground. I'll go and return them tomorrow, and then Aqin and I will go to the market."
“The warehouse cannot be returned.”
Everyone asked in unison: "Why?"
"The warehouse cannot be returned. According to our original plan, we will start to purchase inventory in the next few days."
Aqin laughed and said, "I haven't gotten any business yet, boss. You're putting a lot of pressure on me."
"You don't need to ask too many questions about this matter, just do as I arrange."
Gan Xiaofeng was the most resolute in obeying management. She believed in all of Ye Zhao's judgments. "We won't look for Qiantangjiang for stock purchases, right?"
Ye Zhao: "Put Qiantangjiang on the blacklist and don't let them supply you with goods in the future. How did your talk with Sister Lan go?"
Gan Xiaofeng: "The discussion went well. Do we still want to recruit her given the current situation?"
"Yes, tell her that we will have a lot of business on hand, and the first thing she will do when she comes is to help us fill up the warehouse."
"I see. I'll call her and talk to her later."
Ye Zhao then instructed Sun Qinfang: "Sister Sun, when you go back tomorrow, pick the vegetables that cannot survive flooding and keep those that can survive for 12 days without becoming old. Pick all the vegetables that cannot survive for 12 days and let the Qiantang River carry them to sell."
Sister Sun nodded: "If we can't keep them for 12 days, will we pick them all tomorrow?"
"Yes. We don't need to supply the Ninth Floor with food during this period, so don't waste our vegetable fields and time. After picking the vegetables, you can plant the most expensive small green vegetables sold in Hong Kong City, the kind that can be picked in 12 days."
"This one is the least tolerant to waterlogging. If you take good care of it, it will only be slightly bigger than the Chinese cabbage in 12 days."
Ye Zhao said firmly: "I know. Just plant this."
The time is right so that they can be picked before the floods.
Aqin ran around for five or six days and visited all the branches of the top ten vegetable trading companies in Hong Kong in Shenzhen. She was a resilient person and could be sweet-talking and thick-skinned when necessary, so she managed to get the office phone numbers of the Shenzhen managers of these companies.
Two or three of them were interested in Zhaohua's information, and they asked Zhaohua to quote them. If the price was right, there would be a chance for cooperation. Because Ye Zhao had told them not to discuss the price first, Aqin left her contact information, hoping to communicate with Ye Zhao about the price before continuing the discussion.
On August 9, drizzle began to fall across South China. The weather forecast said that the average daily rain from tomorrow onwards would be light to moderate, with moderate rainfall. At the time, no one took the rain seriously.
On August 10, General Manager Jiang and former Manager Cai, now Xiao Cai, played mahjong at a friend's house. It was drizzling when they started playing in the morning, and when they came out after playing mahjong in the evening, they found that the water on the street was half a person high, and they couldn't go out even if they wanted to go home.
Lao Jiang was looking at the rain and felt a little worried. With such a severe flood, could the vegetables ordered tomorrow be delivered on time
At this time in Zhaohua's office, Aqin and Liu Yang were looking at the heavy rain outside and eating fish balls calmly in the house.
Liu Yang sighed: "Is our boss a fortune teller?"
Aqin: “That’s a little bit.”
Liu Yang: "We asked Hongbao Village to harvest the greens yesterday when it was just drizzling. If we hadn't harvested them in time yesterday, they would have been damaged by the rain today. With such heavy rain, the greens in our warehouse will be in great demand tomorrow."
Aqin: "I'll call those vegetable trading companies later to see if they want it."
"I'll definitely be scrambling to get them." Liu Yang looked at the heavy rain outside. "If this rain continues for a few days, the vegetables in other people's vegetable fields will rot. Then, won't those flood-resistant vegetables in Hongbao Village be worth a lot of money?"
The rain outside had already flooded the first floor. Aqin shook her head and said, "I don't think it will be sunny tomorrow."
"I think our boss has some fortune on him."
"Maybe because she is kind-hearted, she said that all the money earned from this batch of green vegetables will be donated to Dongshan Town to help alleviate poverty."
(End of this chapter)