This August, all the plans of the Song Tan family were on track. The days passed slowly, but the factory building on the mountain was built rapidly.
The excavator guy returned to his job of digging in the mountain. Every night he would hold his mobile phone and video chat with Tian Tian, who had also finished counting the day's income. They each had their own sweetness.
But people’s sorrows and joys are not shared.
For example, he could have been a rich second-generation, but he insisted on relying on his own teacher Xin Jun.
When he got out of the taxi with his suitcase, he looked very old. He looked haggard and exhausted, but he seemed to have hope in a desperate situation. When Wulan first saw him, she didn't dare to respond.
"Xin Jun," she said in surprise:
"Why did you lose so much weight?"
Indeed, he originally had a clean and scholarly look. Wulan really liked this handsome guy!
It's only been a month since we last met, how come he looks so dark and thin, and seems to have aged more than 5 years
Hearing this, Xin Jun almost burst into tears.
As a rich second-generation, what kind of life does he live when he returns home
In the morning, I need to restock, at noon, I need to run errands, in the afternoon, I need to pack up and take inventory, and in the evening, I have to repeat...
His parents became hands-off managers, but he himself almost died at home. In particular, the more than 600 tea and egg marinade packets he sent back, as well as the subsequent pre-ordered cooling tea bags, made the already popular farmhouse once again crowded with customers.
Who would have thought that in this remote location on the outskirts of the city, there are customers who would rather wait for the tables to be turned over to have lunch!
Xin Jun protested more than once:
"Mom, we really can't invite so many people in such a short time. Let's just have a fixed number of tables every day! I can make money later, but it's not worth it to ruin my health."
Moreover, their family already has several million in savings. This amount of money is not a lot, but it is enough to live comfortably in their hometown - why did it come to this? !
Hearing this, Xin Jun's mother glanced at him:
"What do you know? I just love doing business!"
Of course not. Without her passion, how could she have supported such a big place by herself
But this is too tiring...
Xin Jun is a handsome man, but he sleeps with his head stuck to the pillow every day. It’s really unbearable!
Xin Jun's mother said earnestly:
"I know you're tired. After all, you're taking stock of all the accounts for the first half of this year... But think about it, you don't come home often, and it's finally summer vacation. Isn't it your duty to help mom out?"
"With you here, Mom is much more relaxed. There's no need to look at this account in detail. We can sort it out together when you come back during the winter vacation."
Xin Jun: …Just die.
Now, in late August, he used the excuse that the school had a meeting to prepare for the second half of the year and that he had to behave better as a trainee teacher...
He came here non-stop, pulling the luggage!
Before getting on the bus, his mother still felt a little regretful:
"It's my fault too. I shouldn't have been so obsessed with this iron rice bowl. Being a teacher is really unfair. How about this, you try to adapt to it, and if you can't, come back and we can run the restaurant together. Isn't running a business good?"
"No, no." Xin Jun immediately said that he loved the profession of teacher and he must keep doing it!
Even if Qiao Qiao no longer needs a tutor one day, he will definitely be able to find a way to change his job!
So, he pulled the suitcase into the yard, and without caring whether the newcomer recognized him or not, he sat down on the chair and couldn't get up for a long time.
Wang Xiaoshun came out with a dish and saw a stranger. He wondered, "Who is this..."
Tang Xiaodong explained, "This should be Qiao Qiao's previous tutor. I heard that they were given a holiday in July. This is the first time I've seen him."
hiss!
Wang Xiaoshun was greatly surprised—it looked like a shabby mountain village, but the food was so delicious.
This seemingly ordinary farming family is actually willing to hire a one-on-one tutor for their son!
It turned out that there was a reason why the master brought him out to see the world. He was still a little narrow-minded.
But speaking of this, recently the master has been pulling Master Song to do Didi Gugu, and he also carries himself on his back... What is he talking about
Could it be that you think you are not talented and are not motivated enough
It shouldn't be like this!
His skills after so many years are obviously much better than Qiao Qiao's.
But then again, Qiao Qiao is so cute, could it be that the chefs feel that they are overpowering him? Or maybe they should be more casual when cutting vegetables at night
Wang Xiaoshun's heart was like a ball of cat thread, a mess.
But in fact, what Uncle Seventh Cousin and Master Qian were talking about was not really like this at all!
Look, Master Qian is still encouraging him:
"Old Song, have you figured out what I discussed with you before?"
"Just talk to Song Tan and have him supply vegetables exclusively to Changleju. It won't be a loss! The price will definitely be high!"
"I can promise you! If I'm willing to supply you exclusively, you can name any price you want. It's just a small thing. Why are you unwilling to do so? If you don't say it now, I will!"
My seventh cousin had no objection, but the problem was—
"This is too much trouble. We still have to clean it up. Tan Tan probably finds it troublesome. It's not like we can't sell it locally."
Master Qian was very disappointed: "But won't she also grow vegetables on the mountain next year?"
"Yeah, but not much."
Seventh cousin knew Song Tan’s plan. He would grow some vegetables of all kinds, mainly for his own consumption, and sell the rest.
"… Send it to your Changleju. Do you know that it will cross two provinces? It's not necessary."
"Why is it not necessary?"
Master Qian was so disappointed: "The imported ingredients have to be shipped back to China by air, why didn't you tell me?! Besides, who am I doing this for?"
He snorted, "I have been supporting Changleju for so many years! If this dish is available, it would be better. If not, I wouldn't be so anxious."
"But don't you think about who is challenging us? It's your ungrateful disciple!"
"Tell me what you want. Old Song, tell me what you want!"
"You give him a living and teach him your most valuable skills. I don't believe you don't feel bad about it!"
Not to mention that Old Song felt uncomfortable, even Qian Tianfu couldn't swallow this!
When they first became apprentices, their profession still followed the old rules. The child kowtowed, and they really treated him like their own son. Old Song was not a black-hearted master who would just let people be apprentices for free without paying them…
But what did this bring
When Master Qian thought about this, he persuaded even harder:
"The big boss there is rich and willing to attract investment. A few real estate developers have helped boost their business. They have set up ecological vegetable gardens and health restaurants... There is overwhelming publicity online, and reviews on review websites give out good reviews, and they also give out large amounts of red envelopes... With all this, how can the family-inherited business of Changleju keep up?"
I have the intention but no money!
"You still have to rely on your real ability! But I won't hide it from you, it's really difficult to support. If not for this, the boss wouldn't have gone all out this year - you don't know, when the bastard on the other side meets him normally, his chin is almost raised to the sky -"
"He treated you so well back then. Don't you want to give him a slap in the face with this great opportunity?"