The wealthy young master is a money fan

Pei Ji has been living in Pei's house for the past few days, Shu Pan and Pei Chengbo are happy, but his vegetable garden has not been taken care of for a few days, and two chickens came from nowhere and ruined half of his vegetable garden.

Especially the cabbage fields on the edge are in a mess at first glance, and there is almost no intact cabbage.

The Angel House is located in a remote area, and there are many elderly residents around. It is not uncommon to raise one or two poultry in the yard, balcony or roof of the house, and sometimes you can hear roosters crowing in the morning.

After watching the surveillance, Pei Ji found that the chicken that committed the crime had entered the vegetable garden from the left fence.

He went over to have a look and found that the fence there was broken.

The backyard is fenced with wooden piles and fine mesh. After years of sun and rain, the fine mesh on the left side has been damaged

Usually no one repairs it, but today the vegetable garden suffered such disaster.

Looking at the ruined vegetables in the courtyard, Cuntou was heartbroken, and said to Pei Ji:

"Dean, let's go buy some good materials and rebuild the fence."

Buy dozens of pieces of iron to surround it, and no matter whether it is a chicken or a dog, it will definitely not be able to enter.

Pei Ji didn't respond, and walked around the fence. After careful inspection, he found three holes, and two of them were still damaged and were in danger.

After marking the damaged places, Pei Ji turned and walked out.

Seeing him leave, I don't know the size, so I followed behind him:

"Dean, does this matter?"

This place is all your hard work!

Pei Ji: "Just fix it."

Cun Tou immediately became energetic: "Buy iron or wood? Dean, just tell me, and I will do it."

Pei Ji's tone didn't fluctuate in the slightest: "I don't even buy it."

Cun Tou: "Huh?"

If you don’t buy anything, what will you use to repair it?

Pei Ji opened the utility room in the courtyard, found a bunch of wires that were left over from before, pointed to the pile of broken tables and chairs in the corner, and said to Cun Tou:

"Boards and iron sheets are available."

Looking at the tables and chairs with missing arms and legs, Bunny: "..."

These seats have been eliminated in the courtyard over the years, some are wooden and some are metal, the chair legs and the tabletop with missing corners are scattered on the ground to accumulate dust.

This pile of rags, Bunny hadn't thought of it beforehand.

Seeing that Pei Ji had already rolled up his sleeves and started to do it himself, Cun Tou hurriedly bent down, looking for usable parts in this pile of debris.

Knocking off a stool leg, Cun Tou cursed in his heart——

In terms of money-saving ability, their dean said it was second, and I am afraid no one would dare to call it number one.

Recycling of waste will not spend any money that can be avoided, which is absolutely thrifty housekeeping.

…………

The appointment time between Angel House and Yan's Group was 02:30 in the afternoon, and Yan Heng arrived an hour earlier than the agreed time.

Yan Heng, who arrived early and didn't inform Lu Wen and the others, came in a low-key manner.

I don't need anyone to guide me, I just walk to the backyard by myself.

Intuition told him that the industrious little dean must be farming in the vegetable garden.

Before he stepped into the backyard, Yan Heng heard the sound of pinging, bang, bang, bang, and bang from behind through the wall, mixed with a few words of conversation:

"Dean, use your strength, it's still close."

"It's crooked, go deeper."

"I can't stand anymore, Dean, you...yes, that's right there..."

Some words were blurred and hard to hear, but Yan Heng was suddenly startled when he only heard a rough outline——

In broad daylight, what is the little dean doing? !

Yan Heng frowned, and unconsciously quickened his pace.

After entering the door, before he could see the scene clearly, Yan Heng raised his voice and asked:

"What are you doing?"

Yan Heng made a sound suddenly, Pei Ji and Cun Tou, who were in full swing of repairing the fence, at first heard his loud voice, their hands trembled, and finally turned their heads to look at him.

Yan Heng finally saw the scene in the courtyard clearly——

Pei Ji held a hammer in his hand, and the inch-cut employee he had seen before held a long wooden stick.

From the looks of it, it should be to insert the stick into the soil.

Cun Tou recovered from the fright:

"Mr. Yan, why are you here?"

Yan Heng knew that he was wrong and misunderstood: "...What are you guys doing?"

Just now when Yan Heng suddenly made a sound, Pei Ji's hand trembled and almost hit Cun Tou's hand. Hearing what he said, he glanced at him lightly:

"Fix the fence, it's hard to see?"

Mr. Yan has good eyesight, so he accurately received Pei Ji's eyes.

Yan Heng, who was rarely deflated, also felt a little embarrassed, and raised the document in his hand to Pei Ji, explaining:

"I have business to see you."

Naturally, Pei Ji did not forget about the material confirmation, took out his mobile phone to check the time, and then said:

"Appointed at 02:30."

It's less than two o'clock now.

Yan Heng coughed: "I have nothing to do today, so I came here early."

When Cun Tou heard this, he quickly winked at the dean, which meant——

The dean and Mr. Yan are all here.

It's all here, you can't make Mr. Yan wait, can you?How precious and valuable is the total time!

And Pei Ji obviously didn't extract what the other party wanted to express from Cun Tou's winking eyes, put the phone back, and said to Cun Tou:

"This one should be stable, pass the wire over."

Nearly an hour is enough.

Looking at Pei Ji who was planning to continue repairing the fence, Cun Tou's heart choked, he glanced at Yan Heng cautiously, and reminded in a low voice:

"Dean, it's not good to let Mr. Yan stand by..."

Pei Ji raised his eyelids to look at him, and said lightly:

"Don't stand by, do you want him to come and repair the fence?"

Cun Tou felt that a big pot hit his head, and looked at Pei Ji with a look of horror, his hands were almost showing afterimages:

"I'm not, I'm not, Dean, don't talk nonsense!"

are you crazy?How dare he ask Mr. Yan to repair the fence! !

In order to increase his persuasiveness, Cun Tou turned to look at Yan Heng, and explained sincerely:

"Boss Yan, I definitely didn't mean that!"

Yan Heng, who was left aside by Pei Ji, was not angry, and smiled at the nervous Cun Tou:

"It's okay, you are busy."

Since he came early, he should wait a while, Yan Heng didn't think there was anything wrong.

It's just that no matter what, it's impossible for Mr. Yan to repair the fence with a hammer.

Yan Heng idly inspected the small farmers' vegetable gardens.

The property of a small farmer as a money fan is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, Yan Heng was very careful all the way, not stepping on a single dish.

After walking to the heavily damaged cabbage field, Yan Heng looked at the chicken paw prints on the ground, and finally knew why Pei Ji repaired the fence here.

Cun Tou looked at Yan Heng who was content to start visiting the vegetable garden, and then at Pei Ji who treated Yan Heng as an invisible person, gave up struggling after a long while, and silently looked at the sky——

Forget it, let's do it like this, love it.

At first glance, Pei Ji was used to rough work, and his hands and feet were particularly nimble. During the process of repairing the fence, the taller and stronger Cun Tou could only help him with a stake and handed down the wire.

After Pei Ji skillfully wound and tightened the last coil of wire, Yan Heng raised his wrist to check the time——

25:[-].

The time is just right.

The principal has a strong sense of time.

The fence was repaired by Pei Ji, and the previous hole looked like a patch from a distance. Although it was ugly, it was practical and firm.

The point is that I didn't spend a penny, Pei Ji himself is very satisfied.

After packing up his tools and washing his hands, Pei Ji took Yan Heng to the office.

Cun Tou brought tea to Yan Heng, and Pei Ji took the documents that Yan Heng brought, and carefully checked the types and quantities of the materials.

Seeing Pei Ji's serious face with sullen face, Yan Heng couldn't help laughing at him:

"If you're so cautious, can I still lie to you?"

Pei Ji didn't raise his head or pay attention to him. After confirming that the document was accurate in all aspects, he took out the seal of the Angel House and signed it.

After filing the documents and putting them away, Pei Ji turned around and saw that Yan Heng was still there, paused for a while and opened his mouth to see off the guests:

"Let's go without sending it."

Facing Pei Ji's merciless order to chase away guests, Yan Heng narrowed his long and narrow Danfeng eyes, pretending to be serious:

"Little Dean, you are not authentic."

Pei Ji looked up at him.

Yan Heng's eyes complained, but his tone was slow:

"It's so ruthless to throw away the stamp just after it's used."

Pei Ji: "..."

Regardless of Yan Heng who spoke inappropriately, Pei Ji went straight out.

Yan Heng followed behind him, still in that drawn-out tone:

"Little Dean, where are you going now?"

Pei Ji didn't say a word.

Yan Heng persevered, and today he was determined to let the little ice cube speak:

"Little Dean?"

"Little Dean..."

In the end Pei Ji couldn't take it anymore, stopped to look at him, and uttered a few words coldly:

"Wholesale market, are you going?"

After living for 28 years, Yan Heng has never been to the wholesale market, only heard that it is very lively and things are very cheap.

Anyway, he was fine this afternoon, so after hearing Pei Ji's words, Yan Heng raised his eyebrows, full of interest:

"Okay, little principal, take me with you."

Yan Heng has such a laid-back and lazy air about him that it often makes people forget that he is still a business prodigy and an uncompromising president.

Once he decides something good, it is difficult to change it, even if it is a whim.

So in the end, his car followed Pei Ji and went to the wholesale market together.

Yan Heng insisted on following, so Pei Ji sent a message to Peng Gaojun.

So Peng Gaojun quickly achieved the achievement of driving a tricycle for the second time since he started his career.

This time, when I came to Angel's House, Yan Heng didn't bring any assistant secretary, only a driver.

But now, his driver looked psychedelic, a little skeptical of life, and didn't know why he was slowly shaking behind a tricycle.

Since the destination is the same, why didn't Dean Pei just take President Yan's car?

I don't understand either.

…………

Half an hour later, Yan Heng's car stopped slowly at the largest clothing wholesale market in Nanfeng City.

Among the many trucks and small three-wheelers, the millions of black Mulsanne stand out like chickens, which are extremely conspicuous and attract the attention of people around.

After getting off the car, Yan Heng turned a deaf ear to other people's discussions, walked straight to Pei Ji, looked around, and asked:

"Little Dean, do you want to buy clothes?"

The wholesale market is bustling with crowds of people, most of whom are pulling carts filled with large and small bags of goods.

The voices were noisy, full of human fireworks.

Pei Ji turned his head and took a look at Yan Heng, who was wearing a high-quality suit, and felt that he, like his car, was out of place with this place, full of a sense of disobedience.

Pei Ji looked him up and down: "Are you sure you want to go in?"

From Pei Ji's bright eyes, Yan Heng caught a trace of provocation.

Although the provocation was fleeting, it was indeed discovered from the eyes of the little dean who had a cold face all day long.

Yan Heng hooked his lips, and replaced the answer with practical actions.

Seeing Yan Heng who was striding towards the entrance of the market with his tall legs, Pei Ji paused and followed.

The wholesale market is very large and crowded with people. The smell of sweat, cigarettes, plastic, low-quality perfume and other smells are mixed together. Yan Heng couldn't help frowning as soon as he stepped in.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Yan Heng's tight jawline, and the corners of Pei Ji's mouth curled up almost imperceptibly, and there was a slyness in his eyes that was usually invisible and that succeeded in a prank.