Me, tens of billions of land to farm

Chapter 9 My Bamboo Shoots Are Bit Gnarly
You want to buy?
Su Ming was stunned for a moment.

Are you sure about this uncle?
If you cook with the bamboo shoots in the back of my car, aren't you afraid of breaking the teeth of your company people?

This misunderstanding really made Su Ming feel a little dumbfounded.

But look down at yourself.

He was wearing a commoner garment, with his arms and sleeves rolled up, and his body was still covered with mud.

He really looks like a vegetable seller.

"Little brother, you won't suffer a loss if you sell the bamboo shoots to me. The price is negotiable."

Seeing that Su Ming didn't make a statement, the middle-aged man said: "We have an internal company price for buying vegetables. It doesn't matter if you ask for an extra one or two yuan. Now the market price is six yuan and three a catty. How about six yuan and five for you?"

What the middle-aged man said made Su Ming even more dumbfounded.

Your cafeteria is dark enough.

Su Ming shook his head.

Uncle can!
Good eyesight!

"Little brother, this price is not low."

Congratulations, you guessed it!

"I'm going to fuck you today, I don't believe I can't afford your bamboo shoots."

"can not afford?!"

You can buy a lot of bamboo shoots.

This uncle has a stubborn temper, and he is also a purchaser of a big company.

But the point is, it really isn't.

And more than 400 per gram.

"Uncle, I really don't want to sell these bamboo shoots."

Are you a cow?so stubborn?
Although the things behind me are also for sale, they are sold by Lunke.

He took the initiative to strike up a conversation and wanted to buy something, and raised the price very high, but he still didn't sell it?
And you said you can’t afford it?
I can't believe it, I can't afford it!

There are two to 3000 people in the company, three meals a day plus supper, and the throughput of vegetables every day is very large. When you go to the vegetable market, the vegetable boss will not always smile when he sees him.

Su Ming was speechless.

These bamboo shoots really can't cook.

"Uncle, it's not that I won't sell you. You really can't afford my bamboo shoots."

The middle-aged man was a little unhappy: "You go to the market and sell at wholesale prices. How good is it to sell to me? And don't worry, as long as your bamboo shoots are good, I will accept all your bamboo shoots from now on. That's OK, right?" ?”

And I had a drink before going to work this morning.

Big companies don't care how much a pound of vegetables costs, they are all reimbursed by the company.

If there are really bamboo shoots in the back of his car, it doesn't hurt to sell some of them.

Even if the company reimburses the kickback, it can't be so high, can it?

Su Ming told the truth.

Su Ming could only refuse with a smile.

"Sorry, I don't sell these bamboo shoots."

Please, uncle, you can change the place.

"I still don't believe it."

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and laughed angrily: "Young man, you are making fun of me. What can't afford a broken bamboo shoot? You think your bamboo shoots are made of gold?"

After finishing speaking, the uncle directly opened the bag next to him, and took out a stack of banknotes: "See? Is the money enough?"

The middle-aged man frowned, and he was also a stubborn person: "So, seven yuan a catty, is it okay? You are quite greedy."

As a result, I met a stubborn young man today.

Now is the time for the booze to come up.

I rely on!

There are so many people selling vegetables, why are you staring at me?

After all, whoever hooks up with him and is responsible for serving food will get rich.

It's too hard and bites your teeth.

A broken bamboo shoot, what can I afford? !

But this matter has nothing to do with Su Ming.

Not to mention the broken bamboo shoots, even your car can afford it!

While talking, the middle-aged man rushed to the back of the box angrily, ready to open the cargo door.

Su Ming was very helpless.

This uncle is arguing at the construction site, right?

You have to fight yourself to the end.

(End of this chapter)