Back To Eighty

Seeing how confident they were, Uncle Qian couldn't sit still.

"It's hard to say." Lu Huaian tapped his finger on the armrest of the chair and pondered, "If I guessed correctly, this number should be acceptable."

Uncle Qian sighed lightly and was relieved: "Okay."

He said no problem, then it must be no problem.

Everyone has already filled in the numbers, and they are finally in the mood to chat and communicate their feelings.

Those who can sit here, except for Mr. Wan, should all have some ability.

Lu Huai'an didn't put on any air, and knew several people.

When he came back from the chat, Shen Maoshi still had some regrets: "I knew earlier, we should have brought some business cards."

business card?

Lu Huai'an smiled: "That's not possible."

Their chances of winning this trip are that they are not famous.

Heyman's work efficiency was quite good. After they had finished drinking a cup of tea, the factory manager had already sat down again.

"We've seen all of your quotations." Director Wan expressed his support for Heyman's work, and finally concluded: "So we will make the best quotation, and the winner will be..."

Prime Minister Wan straightened his collar, cleared his throat, and got ready to stand up.

Everyone can see that the number plate in Factory Manager Wan's hand has a 9 character.

Steady.

Everyone looked at President Wan enviously, and secretly sighed that they had a good relative, which really saves effort.

Factory Manager Wan naturally saw this scene, he paused, sighed and continued: "The final winner is No. 9."

? ? ?

Everyone is confused, what's the situation?

"No, did I make a mistake?" President Wan objected first and slapped the table: "Did I read a number wrong? I'm not number 9, I'm number 19!"

Factory Manager Wan snorted and said politely, "That's not you."

Exasperated, President Wan blushed and had a thick neck. He exhaled and looked around: "Who is it!"

Lu Huai'an got up abruptly, walked over and shook hands with Factory Manager Wan: "Hello, I'm No. 9."

Many people in the audience watched this scene in amazement.

"Where did he come from?"

"Who is this person? I don't know..."

The one who knew each other just now with Lu Huai'an silently shut up.

It looks unrecognizable, but it is obviously a bit powerful.

After confirming his identity, Lu Huaian followed the factory manager out to sign the contract.

The Boss Wan also followed, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

When he changed offices, he finally couldn't help it: "Cousin, are you going too far?"

He motioned to Lu Huaian and the others to continue, and factory manager Wan turned to look at him calmly: "I'm at work, you should call me factory manager Wan."

"Okay, factory manager Wan!" President Wan was shy with beer belly, it really made people unable to believe that he was younger than factory manager Wan: "Didn't my dad tell you, give me this car first, it's not that I don't give money. Besides..."

He sneered, leaned over and glanced at Lu Huai'an: "With such a thin and poor face, do you think he can afford the money?"

Factory Manager Wan still looked as if Mount Tai had collapsed before his eyes, and smiled slightly: "You don't have to worry about it. Since he can come, someone has guaranteed him. If he has no money, the guarantor will pay."

In other words, even if Mr. Wan can't afford the money, the guarantor will.

When his idea was noticed, Mr. Wan looked a little flustered, but he pretended to be calm and said, "He's not from our local area. What's the benefit of you selling it to him?"

"The advantage is that I can get the funds back to fill the shortfall." Director Wan stared at him sharply, his tone even more severe: "Do you have anything else to ask?"

Knowing that he was angry, President Wan didn't dare to make a sound.

She looked embarrassed, but she still froze and refused to leave.

He didn't bother to pay attention to him. Director Wan turned around and waited for Lu Huai'an to sign. The staff explained the regulations to him in detail.

"The car is parked on the front porch, you can check it later, the engine is intact..."

"You need to drive away by yourself, the time can be relaxed until noon tomorrow..."

Item by item, coherent and clear.

At the end, he looked at Lu Huaian: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

After Lu Huai's security department read it over, he nodded: "Is the formalities complete? Is it alright if someone else wants to check on me?"

"There is absolutely no problem with the procedures. If the source of the car is checked, you can always contact us for assistance."

So Lu Huai'an got the phone number of the factory's office without much effort, and also got the phone number of the factory director Wan's office on the pretext of worrying about something he didn't understand.

Seeing all this, Director Wan glanced at President Wan and sneered in his heart: What does he compare to others?

President Wan was still not convinced, and snorted: "How much did they write? Can they get so much money!?"

Because of his good relationship with Director Wan, no one said a word when he came in.

After hearing this, everyone looked up at Lu Huai'an.

It just so happened that the payment was due soon, Lu Huai'an looked at Uncle Qian and nodded.

Uncle Qian stepped forward and put a cloth bag on the table.

As soon as the bag was opened, a bundle of money was bundled firmly and neatly.

"This, this, this, how can it be like this?" President Wan was shocked.

It turns out that 20,000 yuan is actually so much!

Director Wan sneered, gave him a sideways glance, smiled and went forward to chat with Lu Huaian.

Looking at Lu Huai'an, President Wan shut up.

In his heart, he was still muttering to comfort himself, it's all right, they can't drive anyway, he still has a chance before noon tomorrow.

He thought to himself that all those who knew how to drive could not agree to Lu Huai'an, so he slowly let go.

There is still a chance.

Following them all the way downstairs, Shen Maoshi and the others also followed.

Knowing that everything went well, Shen Maoshi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great."

The truck stopped at the front ping, and there was a big red silk flower on it, which looked very festive.

"You can check first."

Sun Hua and Shen Maoshi went over and checked them carefully.

Here, Lu Huaian and the others have said goodbye: "Thank you very much..."

"President Lu, I actually know two drivers who drive the truck." President Wan raised his chest and waited for Lu Huai'an to come up to ask him and beg him complacently.

These country bumpkins are still pretending to be like that...

Lu Huaian snorted and didn't care.

After Shen Maoshi came and said that the inspection had been done, they also got into the car.

Before Mr. Wan could react, they had already run away.

After a long while, he patted his thigh: "Ah, this is my car!"

No one paid him any attention.

Sun Hua drove his car very smoothly to the gate of the designated idle warehouse.

"Is it here? Why is there no one?"

After Lu Huai'an jumped out of the car, the warehouse door slowly opened, and Xu Jingye walked out.

When he saw the truck, he was not surprised at all, and smiled slightly: "It's pretty fast."

Just after drinking a cup of tea, Zhang Zhengqi hurried back.

Before meeting, he laughed first: "Congratulations, congratulations, Mr. Lu, you are really amazing, if you don't make a move, you will win!"

Without waiting for Lu Huai'an to answer, Zhang Zhengqi immediately asked, "How much money did you give?"

Xu Jingye stopped while holding the tea, and looked over with a smile.

Putting down the teacup calmly, Lu Huaian calmly said, "Twenty-five thousand."

"Ah? Isn't it twenty-seven thousand?" Shen Maoshi was an honest child, and his eyes widened immediately: "We..."

They actually gave 27,000 cash in cash...

"That's right." Lu Huai'an smiled and nodded calmly: "I paid 25,000 yuan, and I gave 27,000 yuan."

One in and one out, it's 2,000 yuan.

"Surprisingly won." Xu Jingye glanced at Lu Huai'an, thinking that he was quite a brainy man: "Not bad."

It was rare to get a compliment from him. Lu Huai'an also laughed and wanted to invite him to dinner.

"I won't eat the meal." Xu Jingye squinted his eyes and leaned over slightly: "Your car, are you going to go back empty?"

That's definitely not possible. It's a shame to run empty, and you have to bring something along anyway.

In the past few days, they have also bought and replaced a lot of gadgets, just waiting to bring them back to get some blood.

Lu Huaian heard something and raised his eyebrows: "President Xu means..."

"I have a friend who has a batch of goods." Xu Jingye lit a cigarette and slowly spit out a circle: "If you are interested, ask Archie to show you."

Of course it's interesting, but it's too interesting.

In general, how could Xu Jingye open his mouth?

Uncle Qian couldn't help being a little excited and looked at Zhang Zhengqi expectantly.

"Ah, those clothes?" Zhang Zhengqi looked at Xu Jingye hesitantly: "This..."

Xu Jingye smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Take them to have a look, it won't get in the way."

Thinking that there was something in trouble, Uncle Qian also comforted Zhang Zhengqi.

The truck stayed here, and both Sun Hua and Shen Maoshi stayed to guard.

Zhang Zhengqi led Lu Huaian and Uncle Qian to the port, and they rode their bicycles for a while before they reached the port.

He greeted him familiarly, walked around the front, and entered through a door on the side.

"The things are still here, and they will only be released if you are sure you want them."

It could be seen that he seemed a little tangled, and Lu Huai'an walked side by side with him indifferently: "What kind of clothes? How to put them on the dock."

"Clothes..." Zhang Zhengqi frowned, his footsteps a little chaotic: "Clothes are imported."

Imported?

Uncle Qian was even more excited: All the imported stuff is good! If it's all Niziyi or something~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Then you can earn half a truck back by changing hands!

Especially after Zhang Zhengqi said that this batch of goods is very large and very cheap, he was even more excited.

Lu Huai'an didn't make a decision, just smiled and said to see the goods first.

With a whole container of goods, the staff Zhang Zhengqi called only opened one door to show them.

"That's all." Zhang Zhengqi pointed and motioned for them to come forward: "These clothes, if you want all of them, cost 1,000 yuan."

Uncle Qian's eyes slowly moved up, then up again.

How many clothes are that?

Comparable to a small mountain, no, a big mountain.

It's more than all the clothes they have piled up in the warehouse and all the clothes they have ever shipped out!

My God, so many clothes are still so cheap! Only a thousand dollars!

Just tidy it up and you can double your shot!

There are indeed a lot of clothes, but they are also very messy.

The colors are bizarre, and there are all kinds of them.

Uncle Qian frowned and couldn't help but want to get started and see the style: "Why is this style a bit strange..."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Lu Huaian stopped him.

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