The squad leader is worthy of being a squad leader. He is decisive and efficient.
In just a few words, a list of 20 people had been compiled by combining the shouting in the group and on the spot.
Song Tan: …
She was a little surprised: "Everyone is going?"
Why is he so depressed? She couldn't bear it anymore.
The monitor shook his head: "It's impossible to go everywhere. Some people don't have enough time off, and some are not interested... But you forgot, since it is a parent-child activity, both parents must go. If there are two children, maybe the grandparents will have to follow..."
This is about harvesting rice and eating farm meals, what a memorable experience, young and old will surely be interested in it.
"Well, now we have the list. There are 20 adults and children. You should have an idea of the number. The holiday is only a few days. Let's go tomorrow. I will confirm the number of people for you after the deadline tonight!"
Song Tan: …
What can she say
I could only bow to the monitor in admiration: "Great - where are you working now?"
Speaking of this, the squad leader looked very sad: "I am just a humble person, now I am at the end of the universe—"
An old classmate next to him said, "TL City Government?"
"no."
The squad leader waved his hand and said, "A civil servant who collects water fees in the administrative hall next to the city government."
"Hahahahaha..." Everyone couldn't help laughing:
"Look at you, you just want to work as a tap water worker, but you have to use such a long prefix."
"I'm not wrong!" The squad leader said confidently, "The end of the universe is the civil service exam. Although I didn't pass, this career path is halfway there."
"So you collect the water bill?"
"Oh no, I'm from the finance department."
Everybody started laughing again.
Looking at the class monitor who made this class reunion so lively by himself, Song Tan secretly decided: If the class monitor also wants to go, I must invite him to have an extra cup of tea!
As she was talking, she leaned over and looked over again: "Wu Qianqian hasn't arrived yet?"
The two female classmates next to her couldn't bear it: "Why are you so anxious for Qianqian to come?" She didn't have good intentions.
Song Tan waved his hand: "No, Wu Qianqian took care of my business and bought 20 watermelons from me. If she didn't come, it would be difficult for me to inspect them!"
The pickup truck has no lock and is now parked outside. Although it is temporarily covered with straw, it would be very troublesome if someone could steal it.
"You are stupid!"
The students next to him were already exclaiming: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that there were watermelons? At least kill two first to liven things up!"
Then he raised his voice and said, "Come here, male students! Go outside and bring in the watermelons that Song Tan brought."
Someone immediately responded: "What? Our beautiful Song Tan brought a watermelon? I have to show off!"
“I didn’t bring this.”
Song Tan is a very qualified businessman. He emphasized at this moment: "This was bought at my house by Wu Qianqian. She supports my business and gave it to our classmate association as a token of appreciation."
"Okay, okay, okay."
No one really took it seriously, and they just went to find Song Tan's pickup truck in the still scorching sun.
There was a tall guy with long legs who looked up and saw:
"Wow! Song Tan, your watermelons are so well-proportioned!"
Each one is round and about the same size, very plump, and looks like a premium melon.
"Of course not!"
Song Tan was also proud: "I carefully selected this."
Each one weighs five pounds, and twenty of them add up to a total of one hundred pounds and seven ounces, so you have to choose carefully!
"By the way, the watermelons are ripe, so be careful when you move them—"
Before he finished speaking, the boy standing on the truck bed was holding a watermelon and with a snap of his fingers, the watermelon burst open immediately.
"Oh my goodness..."
The other person hurriedly held the watermelon and reached forward, but his white T-shirt was already stained with red juice.
The other party shook his clothes in annoyance, and then became happy again: "Ah, this melon must be sweet! It smells so good! Why hasn't Wu Qianqian come yet? Cut one first!"
As soon as he called out, a group of young men, as ferocious as wolves and tigers, rushed forward impatiently, and each of them carried two of them into the private room.
…
As we drove along, the watermelons got a little hot from the sun.
Fortunately, the students didn't mind. They just asked the waiter to bring a large basin, put it in the air conditioner, add some cold water and throw the watermelon in it to soak.
The waitress at the side said cheerfully, "Don't bother, take it to the kitchen and I'll cut it for you..."
"No." The two drooling boys stood guard by the basin, like a farmer watching over his wheat: "This was bought by our classmates. We have to protect it before she comes."
The tone is weird.
Everyone made faces, obviously remembering what Wu Qianqian had done - it was only a hundred kilograms of watermelons. Now that the watermelons are on the market, the price has come down, maybe three to five yuan per kilogram. Why did she have to emphasize it over and over again!
It's like doing a favor to Song Tan. He did a good thing, but it still makes people feel uncomfortable.
The few students who provided cigarettes, alcohol and drinks also spent a lot of money each, but no one said anything.
However, after all, they are the ones who are enjoying it, and since everyone has said this, there is not much to say...
Song Tan is going to say something fair to Wu Qianqian—
"Don't complain that my melons are too small. My melons are expensive. This is the largest one among this batch of early melons! 20 yuan per pound!"
"Just to buy these, Wu Qianqian spent 2,000 yuan, which is a lot!"
What
Melons at 20 yuan per pound
Everyone was silent for a moment, and then looked at each other.
How should I put it? When Wu Qianqian said that Song Tan's things were expensive, no one felt anything. But looking at these watermelons, thinking about the unit price of 20 yuan per catty, a watermelon costs 100 yuan!
What kind of family eats such delicious melons!
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
Just then, Wu Qianqian walked into the private room wearing a light green dress.
"Why is it so quiet?"
She was surprised.
Then he saw Song Tan, and all the new and old hatreds surged into his heart, but he had to put on a smile:
"Song Tan, oh my, how come you live in the countryside every day like a young lady who has never been to the countryside, and you are still so beautiful? By the way, has my watermelon been delivered?"
"Send it over!"
Song Tan pointed to the small pile in the corner, then to the four soaking in the basin, and the cracked one on the table: "Count them, there are 20 in total. That one just cracked, and everyone is embarrassed to sell it for such a high price, and is waiting for you to cut it!"
oops!
Wu Qianqian was a little annoyed - from what Song Tan said, everyone knew the price, so they must have been shocked just now. Why didn't she come earlier
only…
"Why are there still cracked ones?" Wu Qianqian was unhappy: "I paid such a high price, you can't give me rotten melons."