The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Song Nan resolutely gave up the decision to call Fengyue to report the situation here, and took a taxi to the street where Li Jianfa was located, but got out of the car and turned around three times on the street before seeing the picture Li Jianfa gave him at the corner .

- Shun Kee Restaurant.

Song Nan checked the pictures sent by Li Jian, pushed the door open and walked in.

There were no customers in the restaurant at this point, and Song Nan looked around but did not see anyone coming out to greet him, so he simply walked around the cashier and entered the back kitchen.

As soon as he walked to the door, he bumped into a fat woman. The woman glanced at him and frowned, "Who are you? Non-staff members of the kitchen are not allowed to enter."

"Are you the owner of this store?" Song Nan took a step back after being hit by her, and leaned against the cash register.

The fat woman stared at him, still saying, "Who are you?"

Song Nan was already holding back his fire, but the fat woman's tone of voice was very arrogant, and she ignited the fire in his heart in two or three strokes.

"I'm looking for your shop owner." Song Nan patted the cash register, "Let your boss come out and answer."

Maybe it was because the sound of slapping the table was too loud. The fat woman subconsciously shrank her neck, which was already nothing.

"I'm your big customer," Song Nan casually flipped through the notebook on the cash register, and there were a lot of densely written Chinese characters and numbers on it. Song Nan felt a headache when he saw it, so he threw it aside and turned his head, "I'm here to settle accounts with your boss. .”

"Client?" The fat woman looked him up and down, with disbelief all over her face.

"Heishuiwan Reservoir has ordered takeaway from your store for more than a week," Song Nan said, "Why didn't you suddenly deliver it today? I transferred the money on time on Monday."

When the fat woman heard this, her expression softened immediately, "Hey, Boss Song, right? You're so young."

"Stop doing this with me." Song Nan said with a stern face, "You guys have breached the contract. The workers haven't eaten at this point. How can you solve it?"

"It's not that we don't want to make money on purpose." The fat woman pulled up a chair to signal Song Nan to sit down, then hurriedly ran to the refrigerator to get a bottle of soda, opened it and handed it to him, "There is really an emergency today. "

"An emergency?" Song Nan took two sips of the soda, "What an emergency?"

"The food delivered by the supplier in the morning was not fresh," the fat woman said with a sad face, "We returned it, and they said it would definitely be delivered before ten o'clock, but there was no news, so we asked someone to verify it." Yes, there is indeed no supply over there, and we have been cooperating with them all the time, and we can't find another one for a while..."

"That's your problem," Song Nan interrupted him bluntly, "You should tell me if you don't receive the goods at ten o'clock, so I can change to another place, but you are better off, if you don't call or text, you should It’s not our workers calling to make trouble, I still don’t know about it.”

"Maybe I was too busy arguing with the supplier and forgot..." The fat woman hurriedly said, "Why don't we give you free food for tomorrow?"

"That won't work." Song Nan shook his head, "Our workers may not be able to work in the afternoon because of this matter, so the construction period will be delayed for half a day."

"Two days?" The fat woman stared at him and clapped her hands when she saw that there was no sign of relaxation on his face, "Well, you pay by the week, today is Thursday, and we will be free for the remaining three days. Do you think so?"

This stumped Song Nan, whether to agree or not was a question.

Feng Yue had confessed before that if there was anything for him to deal with, he would contact him or Pei Guang if he couldn't handle it, but when he thought of how confident he was back then, Song Nan didn't want to make this call anymore.

He was hesitating here, but Feng Yue seemed to be able to sense it, and dialed the phone directly.

When the phone rang, Song Nan, who was in deep thought, was taken aback. When he took out the phone, it seemed that it was Feng Yue, and he suddenly felt bad.

A barrage of bullets flew out of my mind: Has the foreman filed a complaint with him?Did he know that the workers had collectively gone on strike?Will he put the entire loss on me...

The ringing continued, but Song Guo didn't want to answer it.

The fat woman spoke at the right time, "Why don't you answer the phone first and let's talk?"

The tone of the bell sounded cheerful, but the words were unlucky, and the fat woman frowned when she heard it.

Although Song Nan was always reluctant, he had no choice but to answer the phone for the sake of the overall situation.

"Where are you?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Fengyue's voice came from the receiver. Song Nan nodded at the fat woman, walked out, and said, "This way to the restaurant."

"Didn't go to the construction site?" Feng Yue asked.

Song Nan looked confused, "Why are you going to the construction site?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, Feng Yue seemed to take a deep breath, the voice made Song Nan a little nervous for a moment, as if he was about to step into the examination room again, he subconsciously squeezed the fist hanging by his side.

"Why didn't you call me directly when the accident happened?"

"I..." The words came to his lips but he could not utter them. Song Nan quickly realized from Fengyue's low tone that he might have made a wrong decision because of his little self-esteem.

"When you receive a call from the foreman, the most important thing you should do is to appease them, then immediately contact another restaurant to deliver the food, and then go to the construction site to persuade them to continue working after eating." Feng Yue said coldly, " Didn't you say you can do anything well?"

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing Song Nan's heart bloody, but he couldn't even say a word to refute.

Feng Yue's thinking is right. If he calms down properly, the workers can start work after eating, and the time will be postponed later. In summer, the days are long and the nights are short, so as long as it is not dark, it is not impossible to work.

But he didn't expect this. Even when he received the call, he was moved by the foreman's dissatisfaction, and he impulsively took a taxi to the restaurant to ask for an explanation.The workers didn't eat and didn't talk about it, and they probably wouldn't work again in the afternoon. The work that could have been postponed for half a day had to be postponed because of his impulse.

"I'm sorry..." Song Nan said hesitantly, he wanted to say that he has no experience in this field, and he has never encountered such a situation, and it is understandable for him to handle it improperly, but Song Nan swallowed it again went back.

All the reasons are just excuses. What are you doing with so much talk?

Feng Yue didn't speak, and Song Nan held up the phone with a somewhat embarrassed expression, which was even more embarrassing to him than hesitating to call Feng Yue at first.

The two sides were silent for a long time.

"You should recruit people again." Song Nan took a breath, "I may really not be suitable..."

Feng Yue may feel that a slap is not enough, so he continued to slap him in the face, "If something happened, tell me to recruit again?" Feng Yue said coldly, "Who patted my chest to give me a guarantee? You won't have any problems yourself?"

Song Nan: "..."

"What did the restaurant owner say?" Feng Yue sighed and changed the subject.

Song Nan hurriedly said, "It said that we pay for meals on a weekly basis, and there are still three days before the week is over, so we will be free for these three days."

"Did you sign the contract when you asked them to cooperate?" Feng Yue asked again.

Song Nan's face was confused: "...to order a takeaway, do I still need to sign a contract?"

As soon as Feng Yue heard this, he knew that his question was useless again, so he didn't feel annoyed at all, "Let's just do it, let their boss issue a note or IOU or something."

Now Song Nan understood, and nodded again and again, "Okay." After nodding, he remembered that the workers on the construction site were still on strike, and whispered, "Is there still time for me to order food for them?"

"It's too late." Feng Yue said honestly, "Look at what time it is now."

Song Nan looked at the time. From the time he received the call from the foreman to now, he had been delayed for four or ten minutes. At this point, many restaurants were closed for dinner.

"Then... how about that?"

"I've already ordered the meal for them, and I think they'll have it all by now." Feng Yue said, "After you're done here, go directly to the construction site to have a look, buy some drinks for the workers, and let them have lunch in the afternoon. The time is postponed."

"Okay." Song Nan nodded.

"If their attitude is not good, you don't have to be patient, just be tough, we are Party A." Feng Yue added, "The construction period is given by Party A and signed and stamped by Party B, as long as they can deliver the work on time and the quality is not bad. If something goes wrong, how they usually go to and from get off work has the final say.”

Song Nan was touched by his touch, and he immediately understood the meaning, and nodded repeatedly.

"Aren't you an adult?" Feng Yue changed the subject again.

Song Nan was taken aback, "Huh?"

"A man should look like a man. He has to be responsible and responsible. It's a coward to quit when something happens. It won't work in any industry."

Fengyue is usually polite to everyone, but he has a set of lessons when he teaches others. Song Nan has never been educated since he was a child. Huang Dingguo has always brought him back. His seven or eight-year-old taught him a lesson, which made him a little overwhelmed.

Before Song Nan could reply, Feng Yue cut off the phone.

Hearing the busy tone from the handset, Song Nan didn't feel angry, but had the illusion of a sudden realization.

That's right, he is also an adult, and he is still the backbone of the Huang family, so he must have a sense of responsibility.

Although Song Nan was taught a lesson by Feng Yue, he suddenly became enlightened. He felt that Feng Yue was not the kind of stupid scholar with a lot of money, and he still had the truth in his mind.

Song Nan swept away the gloom, but still had a stern face and a reluctant boss, so he asked the proprietress to issue a document, and asked the boss to sign his name and stamp his handprint, and then took a photo and sent it to Fengyue.

Feng Yue quickly responded with an "ok".

Song Nan collected the paperwork, then set the delivery time for the next three days with the proprietress, and took a taxi directly to Heishuiwan.

When he got out of the car to pay, his flesh was hurting. He spent nearly a hundred today just to take a taxi, and there was basically nothing left for the day's wages that Fengyue drove for him.

The foreman was not as unreasonable as Fengyue said. After distributing a bottle of drink in his hand, Song Nan talked about the postponement of work hours in the afternoon. The foreman muttered a few words, but he was not dissatisfied. Take the initiative to help the workers pick up the soil and move the bricks.

I was busy until 06:30 in the evening, when the red clouds in the sky gradually dimmed, the foreman raised his arm and said it was over.

Song Nan helped for half an afternoon, thirsty and tired. Although he used to work three jobs a day, it was not such a purely physical work. It was too much to do so suddenly.

Workers have the company's big "Dongfeng car" to pick them up and go to get off work, but they have to walk a certain distance. The road here is too narrow for large trucks to pass.

Even so, it’s better than Song Nan’s [-]th Road. The foreman asked him if he wanted to take a ride. Song Nan was about to nod. When he looked up and saw the Land Rover parked by the old locust tree not far ahead, he shook the foreman. Shaking his head, "No need, you all worked hard, go back early."

The foreman patted him on the shoulder, leaving a gray five-fingerprint on his white T-shirt, "You have worked hard too."

Song Nan smiled wryly and didn't speak. He waited for everyone to move forward before walking slowly towards the old locust tree.

[The author has something to say]: Correct the typo