The Local Lazy Man System

"Really a good boy."

Liu Qingqing excitedly hugged Jiang Mengmeng and said. It would be great if Liu Qingqing wanted her own children to be so sensible in the future.

Pan Chengchen shed tears on the side.

They are really two sentimental little women.

"Xiaosi, wait a minute, you go find some villagers over, let's pick all the ripe watermelons in the field." Ye Guangrong said to Xiaosi'er who was not able to see this tearful scene.

"Okay, I will go now."

After Xiao Si'er finished speaking, she hurried out of the yard. It is true that Xiao Si'er couldn't see the woman crying, so she would cry.

"I'll send a watermelon to Weng Tao."

Ye Yaorong also hugged half of the watermelon that hadn't started, and walked out of the yard. Four women of all sizes shed tears, and the elders themselves stayed inside, especially twisted.

"Boss, why are you here?"

Weng Tao looked at Ye Yaorong who walked into his guard room with a puzzled look.

Ever since Weng Tao became the door guard for Ye Yaorong, he has always called Ye Yaorong the "boss". Ye Yaorong said several times that there was no effect, so he just followed him.

"It's not that some of the women in the yard are crying while holding Mengmeng. Looking awkward, they come to sit with you. By the way, this half of the watermelon will relieve your hunger."

Ye Yaorong put the watermelon on the small dinner table and sat down in a chair.

"I can't finish eating so many watermelons, it will spoil after a long time."

Weng Tao looked at the watermelon, which took up almost half of the table, and said silently.

This watermelon is too big, Weng Tao doesn't know where his boss got such a big watermelon, and it tastes so good.

"I can't finish it. Many villagers will come over to pick the watermelon later. Then they will eat it." Ye Yaorong thought for a while and said.

"It's not bad."

Weng Tao said. After all, such a delicious watermelon, it would be a pity if it wasn't eaten up and spoiled.

"It's hot now. You have to add something here. Tomorrow you will drive to town with Xiao Si'er to buy it." Ye Yaorong looked at the wooden house where Weng Tao now lives.

"Boss, no need, I think it's pretty good now."

Weng Tao said. Now Weng Tao is very satisfied with his current life. Mengmeng’s leukemia is cured. He has a very happy life here and has a relaxing job.

Weng Tao found that he really liked this kind of leisurely life unique to the countryside.

Moreover, Weng Tao feels lucky that he has a good boss.

"Why don't you use it, it's hot, you must install an air conditioner, and a refrigerator, otherwise these dishes will be broken after a long time." Ye Yaorong said.

"Boss, I really don't need it, I just need to blow the fan."

Weng Tao shook his head and said. Weng Tao feels that the boss has treated him very well, and he will not have this kindness in his life. He really doesn't want his boss to spend money on himself.

"Am I the boss, or are you the boss?"

Ye Yaorong looked at Weng Tao upset and said. It seems that it's not enough to not show off.

"You are the boss." Weng Tao said.

"I am the boss, you just listen to me, tell you to buy, you just buy, who will let your boss have money." Ye Yaorong said.

...

"Husband, how to deal with so many watermelons?"

Looking at the watermelons piled up in a room, Liu Qingqing asked his man.

Each of these watermelons is more than two hundred catties, or even three hundred catties. When will this be eaten, the key is that this is the yield of a small piece of land, and many of them are not yet mature. When they are mature, the yard Can't fit it anymore.

"Don't worry, I will be able to sell out these watermelons soon."

Ye Yaorong said. After all, with such a delicious watermelon, Ye Yaorong didn't worry about selling it at all.

"Husband, our watermelon is so big, will it be easy to sell?"

Liu Qingqing asked. After all, this watermelon in my own home is too big, one weighs two hundred catties, ordinary people buy it back and can't finish eating it.

"Sure it's going to sell."

Ye Yaorong said confidently.

But Ye Yaorong was not in a hurry to sell watermelons. After all, these were the output of a small piece of land in his own big watermelon field. The output later was huge. Ye Yaorong was now thinking about how to find a big seller for his watermelon.

Especially when I heard from Pan Chengchen, this foreign watermelon costs more than 20 yuan per catty, but it is not as delicious as his own watermelon. Ye Guangrong feels that the watermelon he produces can't be cheaper than foreign watermelons. Ten dollars a catty.

In this way, a watermelon costs 6,000 yuan, and ordinary people can't afford it, so they can only sell it to rich people and government departments.

...

The next morning, after Ye Yaorong had breakfast, he moved five big watermelons and put them on his Audi Q7 car. It was not that Ye Yaorong didn’t want to put it again. He really couldn’t put it down. Not only was the space problem, but the car couldn’t afford it. Come so heavy weight.

"Is that a watermelon? Why is it so big?"

When Ye Yaorong walked into the office building of the county police station carrying a big watermelon, the policemen along the way stared curiously at the big watermelon carried by Ye Yaorong.

It is so big, no one has seen such a big watermelon.

"It's a watermelon. I haven't seen such a big watermelon." A young policeman said.

"Sir, who are you looking for."

Seeing Ye Yaorong carrying a big watermelon and going to the leadership office, a young policeman quickly stopped Ye Yaorong and said.

"I'm looking for your chief," Ye Yaorong said.

"Look for our chief, do you have an appointment?" the young policeman asked.

"I saw him want an appointment?"

It was the first time Ye Yaorong came to the police station to hear that Wang Dafu was coming to make an appointment.

"No, it's Mr. Ye."

An old policeman was shocked when he discovered that the person carrying the big watermelon turned out to be Ye Yaorong. Just now everyone focused on the big watermelon, and they didn't notice that the person carrying the big watermelon turned out to be Mr. Ye Yaorongye.

What made the police even more depressed was that the young policeman had not seen Ye Yaorong yet, and didn't know that Mr. Ye Yaorong Ye was a good friend of his chief.

"Of course, not everyone can see our chief," the young policeman said.

"Hello, Mr. Ye."

The old policeman hurriedly walked over and said to Ye Yaorong.

"Hello, is your chief here?" Ye Yaorong said.

"Yes, in the office, I will show you the way." The old policeman said.

"No, I've been to his office, and I know where it is." Ye Yaorong said, carrying the big watermelon and walked to Wang Dafu's office.

"Old Wang, who is he, why are you so afraid of him." Seeing Ye Yaorong walked away, the young policeman asked the old policeman suspiciously.

"Do you know who he is?" the old policeman asked while looking at the young policeman.

"Who, isn't it the one who delivers watermelons?" the young policeman asked puzzledly.

"The watermelon sender? I will treat him so respectfully for the watermelon sender. I tell you, he is our friend of Director Wang, the legendary Mr. Ye." said the old policeman.

"He is the Mr. Ye?"

The young policeman asked in surprise. Although it hasn't been long since the young policeman entered the police station, he has often heard about the legendary friend of his own chief.

When he came to the director's office and found that the door was locked, Ye Yaorong knocked on the door.

"Who."

Wang Dafu's unhappy voice came from inside.

"It's me, Ye Yaorong."

Ye Yaorong said with a smile. It seems that it is not the right time for me to come, and I disturbed Director Wang's Yaxing.

"and many more."

About five minutes later, the door of the director's office opened. It was Wang Dafu's secretary, Li Sijia, a beautiful police flower.

"Brother Ye, please come inside."

Li Sijia blushed and said to Ye Yaorong.

"Hehe, I didn't bother you."

Ye Yaorong walked into Wang Dafu's luxurious office and said to Wang Dafu with a smile.

"Nonsense, are you carrying a watermelon?"

Wang Dafu looked at the watermelon carried on Ye Yaorong's shoulder and asked. This is the first time that Wang Dafu has seen this kind of giant watermelon.

"Yes, watermelon, isn't it hot? I sent you a watermelon specially to reduce your anger." Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

"Come on, you would be so kind. By the way, where did you buy the watermelon and why is it so big?" Wang Dafu asked curiously.

"I planted it myself. I think it tastes good, so I will give you one so that you can try it." Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

"Brother Ye, you planted such a big watermelon?"

Li Sijia asked in surprise. Li Sijia thinks this Mr. Ye is too mysterious. Not only is there a group of magical animals in the house, the watermelon that comes out is also unique and scary.

"I planted it, not to mention, I have to send watermelons to others."

After speaking, Ye Yaorong declined Wang Dafu's kindness to have lunch together, and left Wang Dafu's office.

From the police station, Ye Yaorong drove directly to the county ~ government ~ government office building.

"This brother, we meet again."

Ye Yaorong smiled and said to the armed police who was blocking his car.

"It's you."

The young armed police looked at Ye Yaorong somewhat unexpectedly and said. The young armed police remembered this gentleman as a friend of Secretary Liu.

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to remember me, take it to smoke." Ye Yaorong took out a pack of unopened Huaxia cigarettes from the car and handed it to the armed police.

"Thank you, I don't smoke, don't you drive an electric tricycle? Why did you start Audi." The young armed police said after he declined the cigarette that Ye Yaorong handed over.

The young armed police still remember the last time this gentleman drove an electric tricycle to the county, and he had to take care of the electric tricycle by his own guard.

It’s been too long, and it’s been changed to Audi Q7. This jump is too big.

"Haha, does it feel like changing shotguns for cannons?" Ye Yaorong said with a smile at the surprised young armed policeman.

"Go in~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After letting Ye Yaorong wait for the next entry in the visit record, the young armed police let Ye Yaorong pass.

This is the first time that Ye Yaorong has come to the county ~ government ~ government office building. Fortunately, there is a layout map in the lobby. According to the instructions of the layout map, Ye Yaorong quickly arrived at the county ~ committee ~ book ~ record office.

"What are you doing?"

Outside the county party committee, Shuji office, Ye Yaorong was stopped by a young man.

"Gift."

Ye Yaorong said to the young man with a smile.

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