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Chapter 119 Pig Farm

"Manager Zhou, come quickly, I've caught Mr. Song!"

The beautiful young lady shouted excitedly, and her other hand did grab Song Yu's arm.

Song Yu:? ? ?
It doesn't matter if you know my last name, it may be that I saw the name of 'Song' when transferring money on Alipay last time.

But what's the matter with catching me?
Illegal?Tang monk meat? ?Elf? ? ?
"Ah? Oh!" Hearing what the manager said, the young lady quickly let go of Song Yu, and apologized: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song. Just wait here for a while, our Manager Zhou will be here soon."

Seeing her attitude, Song Yu shouldn't be a bad thing, so she walked to the table where she drank tea last time and sat down, tasting the tea that the young lady just brought.

After waiting for more than a minute, Manager Zhou rushed out from the backstage and shook hands with Song Yu enthusiastically: "Mr. Song, you are here."

Oh?
Last time I didn't seem to promise to come, right?

And the manager's attitude is better than last time, I can't get used to it.

"Hello, Manager Zhou." Song Yu politely reached out and held it.

The minimum etiquette cannot be lost.

Manager Zhou was very happy to see that Song Yu could still remember his name, and instantly deepened his friendship with Song Yu.

In fact, Song Yu just heard the beautiful lady mention it twice.

After shaking hands with Song Yu, Manager Zhou took advantage of the opportunity to invite Song Yu to sit down together. The young lady was very happy and served another cup of tea. She looked at Song Yu now, just like seeing Tang Monk meat.

To be exact, it was the same as meeting the God of Wealth.

Manager Zhou asked happily and expectantly: "Mr. Song, are you also here to sell gold this time?"

Song Yu nodded lightly, and asked uncertainly, "Yeah, what's the matter?"

Could it be possible to buy a gold ring or something?
Manager Zhou's face was full of smiles, and he asked expectantly, "Is it still the same as last time?"

Song Yu thought for a while, yes, it was all analyzed by the water purifier.

"correct."

"Great!"

"..."

I always feel that the reason for their excitement is related to the fineness of the gold nuggets I sell.

Seeing Song Yu's doubts, Manager Zhou hurriedly explained: "Mr. Song, to be honest, we bought your gold flakes for special purposes last time, but the quantity is a bit small."

After Song Yu heard it, he suddenly realized.

It turned out that the gold I bought from myself last time was very useful, and maybe a lot of profit, so I have been looking forward to selling it again.

It seems that the beautiful young lady who found me and the manager Zhou who received me both got a commission.

Song Yu didn't really dislike this kind of relationship. After all, Manager Zhou even admitted it on his own initiative, so it was nothing.

"How much will Mr. Song sell this time?" Manager Zhou asked excitedly.

Song Yu took out her schoolbag, put it on the table, unzipped it, and turned the mouth of the schoolbag to Manager Zhou.

Manager Zhou took a look, opened his eyes suddenly, quickly closed them, and signaled Song Yu to come to the backstage to discuss in detail.

More than ten large gold bars.

It's not that Zhou Quan has never seen so many gold bars, but he has never seen such a high purity and so many gold bars.

These amounts are enough to go to the background to discuss in detail.

When the two came to the backstage, Song Yu put all the gold bars on the table, a total of 18 gold bars.

"Don't worry, these gold bars are all innocent." Song Yu said firmly and confidently.

"Mr. Song was joking. I have never doubted their origin." Manager Zhou replied with a smile while watching the number of gold bars on the table.

There are almost no gold nuggets with a purity of 9 in this world. If there were, they would have been famous a long time ago. It is impossible for him not to know about it.

"Oh, by the way, I wonder if we can allow us to conduct an appraisal of the fineness." Manager Zhou asked cautiously.

After all, since Song Yu can come for the second time, he can come for the third and fourth time, so we must pay attention to it.

"Of course, this is not your program." Song Yu said puzzled.

Manager Zhou asked someone to bring the gold nuggets to the backstage for appraisal, while he sat down and chatted with Song Yu. The content of the chat was nothing more than trying to figure out where the gold nuggets came from, whether they could be mass-produced, and whether they would be sold to his purchasing store in the future, etc. question.

Song Yu answered vaguely. After all, it was a secret, and Manager Zhou understood it, but Song Yu also promised to sell it at his house if he wanted some more in the future.

After nearly half an hour, when Song Yu was getting tired of answering questions, the appraiser quietly gave Manager Zhou an affirmative answer, which reassured Manager Zhou.

In the end, in order to win over Song Yu, Manager Zhou bought back the batch of gold nuggets at a price a little higher than the gold price of the day, and also waived the service fee.

Since the other party's sincerity is quite high, and they are familiar with each other, Song Yu will come to this place if he needs money next time.

Walking out of the purchase shop, Song Yu paid 530 million yuan more in Alipay.

When I have money, of course I will call Song Yuan immediately.

However, the company was paid in the form of capital injection, a total of 500 million was paid, and another 20 was paid to the family, leaving 10 for myself.

Song Yuan's jaw dropped when he saw that his elder brother brought in another 500 million yuan.

"Brother, don't go astray, we are still young." Song Yuan persuaded after the phone call.

"Oh, your brother earned it openly, don't worry." Song Yu said impatiently.

There is no reason.

What reason do you want? If you have money, use it.

"Then you said you made money, but you didn't tell me how you made it. Isn't that making people think nonsense." Song Yu said earnestly.

"Anyway, it's my money, and it's been given to the company, so you can use it without worry." Song Yu said, having no other choice.

"Okay." Song Yuan said helplessly.

"That's right, don't worry about it so much. The money should not be enough, and we need to build a pig house, match other feed, and water and electricity bills. Anyway, the pig farm will be run under the company of "Song". In the future, we can promote the brand," Song Yu urged.

"Understood, you have already said all this." Song Yuan said.

"You still think I'm annoying?! Remember to choose our village when choosing the factory site. Recruitment and so on, it should be regarded as providing extra income to the villagers." Song Yu said in a long-winded manner.

"Oh, I'd better find an experienced pig breeder first." Song Yuan said.

Song Yu had thought about this issue, so he contacted Zheng Wei in advance, and that boy's mushroom was abandoned again. Although he made some money, it was only so little, and he didn't want to raise it anymore.

Zheng Wei also raised waste pigs, the year before last, just in time for the swine fever last year, and they were all abandoned, but he left behind experience, which just came in handy.

He has promised Song Yu to help Song Yu run the pig farm well, so he can be regarded as an administrator.

"You don't need to worry about this. I've already found a good person. It's from the next village. My friend, I'll give you my phone number later, treat them well, and pay the highest salary." Song Yu confessed.

"That's a good relationship. The people my brother finds are very capable." Song Yuan flattered him.

"You think of Qiangba again, right?" Song Yu replied, "By the way, how is he?"

"It's pretty good. I was a bit dull before, but now it's getting better and better. I also like driving recently. I'm planning to let him take the driver's license test and become my driver."

"You still need a driver, but you don't even have a car." Song Yu complained.

"Isn't it saving money to buy it? Sooner or later there will be." Song Yuan laughed.

The two chatted about other things, then hung up, after all, they had to go to see the experiment later.

As for the ID card required for Qiangba's driver's license test, let Song Yuan worry about it.

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