I Flash Married a Global Billionaire

A financial crisis swept through, forcing Yan Mo to return home for a blind date. What? Over thirty and still unmarried? Is he a complete straight man? A fake marriage to fool grandpa? Is that some...

Chapter 228: To deal with merchants, we need more cunning merchants

"It's the end of the year now! I'm also worried about what to give everyone. Since grandpa has oranges, I'll give them oranges!" Si Ze was stubborn.

How could this be so unbelievable? Yan Mo looked at him in surprise. Could it be that he exchanged Zhenghong's year-end bonus for oranges just to help her? She guessed that this must be what she thought.

She didn't want his employees to complain about him because of her, so she asked:

"Would it be inappropriate for Zhenghong to give oranges as his year-end bonus?"

Si Ze saw what she was thinking at a glance. He reached out and put the hood on her dress, leaned over and rubbed his forehead against hers, comforting her:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

"Or, I'd better take it to Mocheng and sell it."

"No." Si Ze stared at Yan Mo and said domineeringly, "If you have such thoughts again, I will punish you according to the family rules."

Yan Mo gently pushed him away and scolded him in a delicate voice:

"This is outside, there are still people."

The bodyguards: "You don't have to treat us as human beings."

at the same time.

In the courtyard of his grandfather's home, Old Mu just got up from his bed, twisted his waist and neck, and sighed, "I'm old now. I feel pain all over my body after doing a little work."

He was in pain all night and didn't sleep well. He fell asleep just before dawn, which caused him to miss Si Ze and the others.

At this moment, the fat aunt who had teased Yan Mo last time rushed in, shouting as she ran:

"Uncle Mu, Uncle Mu, your orange yard has been robbed, go check it out!"

"What?" Old Wood exclaimed, "Who is so bold as to steal from my house in broad daylight?"

"Yes! I don't know either. A lot of people in black clothes pulled out all the trees in your house." The fat aunt had an exaggerated expression and gestured as she spoke, demonstrating how Xun Jiage and the others were picking oranges.

After hearing the description, Lao Mu became extremely anxious. He picked up the shoulder pole beside him and ran towards the orange grove behind his home, with the fat aunt following closely behind him.

As soon as they arrived at the orange grove, the fruits as described by the fat aunt were not there. Instead, they saw Si Ze and Yan Mo patiently teaching everyone how to pick oranges.

"Grandpa." Yan Mo stopped teaching A Biao and came to his grandfather to tell him the situation.

Without thinking, Lao Mu immediately refused:

"No, I won't make a fortune from selling these oranges. I know you want to help me, but giving oranges to Zhenghong employees doesn't sound right."

Yan Mo shrugged: "That's what I said too. Your grandson-in-law insists, so you can talk to him yourself!"

Hearing this, Lao Mu walked up to Si Ze and said straight to the point:

"Grandson-in-law, I don't think this is appropriate. Grandpa won't agree to it."

Si Ze smiled but didn't say anything. Instead, he glanced at Xun Jiage beside him, and then subtly glanced at a basket of oranges not far away. Xun Jiage saw it all. Faced with Si Ze's naked threat, he could only take the initiative to speak:

"Grandpa, I came up with this idea. I'm the manager of Zhenghong Headquarters. Christmas Eve is coming soon! Our company was going to distribute fruit anyway, and since everyone else was buying it, I bought it anyway. You happened to have some at home, so I suggested it to Mr. Si."

Old Wood didn't understand these foreign festivals and looked at Xun Jiage with suspicion. But when he saw Xun Jiage's sincere face and didn't seem to be lying, he felt relieved. "Is that so? All right then! I'll give you a lower price!" As the saying goes, there's strength in numbers. Looking at the orchard where most of the oranges had already been picked, Old Wood said, "After all, you picked them all yourselves."

"No." Xun Jiage waved his hand quickly. "I remember it was five yuan a pound in the market. We are a big company, we won't be cheap. We will give you five yuan too."

"It's too much." Lao Mu waved his hand and looked at Si Ze. Si Ze shook his head, saying that this was public funds and he would not care. Helplessly, Lao Mu turned around and looked at his granddaughter.

Yan Mo was also stunned by such a high price. He had given up the idea of ​​selling it. He bought it from her grandfather for five dollars, and she sold it for another five dollars. Even if she had to pay for the transportation, no one would do that. She was too meticulous.

However, since he has offered such a price, it would be inappropriate for her to say in front of Grandpa that it would be bad if she didn't sell it! Yan Mo could only smile and agree:

"Grandpa, stop making excuses. What Mr. Xun said makes sense. It's still money for others to make. We should keep the money within ourselves, so why not make it for ourselves?"

Since his granddaughter said so, Old Man thought for a moment and agreed.

Two hours later, all the oranges in Lao Mu's orange orchard were picked, packed and placed at the village gate. Then, the Si family's helicopter descended over Changmen Village again and stopped in the open field in front of the village. A Biao and his men packed all the oranges and carried them up in baskets. Xun Jiage paid Lao Mu on the spot and left by helicopter.

Seeing this, all the villagers gathered around and asked:

"Uncle Mu, who is buying your oranges? How much is a pound?"

"You gave me money so readily, why would you accept it?"

"Yes! Yes! Are you still accepting? Did you leave your contact information? Introduce us."

"Two dollars. They said they would collect dozens more meals. I guess they will come again after I deliver this one." Lao Mu replied with a smile, following the lines he had agreed with his grandson-in-law at the beginning.

"Is this the reason why you want to put it at the village entrance?" Yan Mo asked Si Ze beside him in a low voice.

At first, she didn't quite understand why her grandfather didn't bother and moved to the village entrance when the doorway of his house was spacious enough to accommodate a helicopter.

Now she finally understood that when a cat eats fish and there is no cat competing with it, it can be very leisurely and even pick the biggest one to start eating. But once a cat competes with it for the fish, it will feel a sense of crisis and will eat all it can as quickly as possible.

As expected, to deal with businessmen, you need more cunning businessmen.

Si Ze didn't know that he had become treacherous in her heart. His dark eyes looked at the buyer who was not far away in the village and was obviously anxious at the moment. His trick was not smart. Whether he would be fooled depended on the buyer's intelligence and tolerance.

However, in his opinion, the buyer fell into his trap. After all, for a businessman, time is money. If he really went to another place, the time, transportation fee and loss would be considerable costs, which is much greater than the one or two cents.

As expected, at this time, the buyer became anxious when he saw that all the villagers were unwilling to sell to him. He came here with a purchasing target. The reason why he bargained so hard was that no one competed with him. In fact, according to the market price, it was more than two yuan. Even if he found another place immediately, he might not get this price.

The buyer gritted his teeth and immediately shouted to the villagers who were already carrying the tangerines and preparing to leave:

"Anything I sell that's within my size is two dollars, no bargaining."

The villagers were delighted and carried out more tangerines. At this time, the buyers' attitudes also improved 180 degrees, as they were afraid that the villagers would sell them to others.