Chapter 72 True or False Reply

The letter from the so-called son of Grandpa Gu arrived soon.

Grandpa Gu took it directly back to his room.

Everyone was happy for him, and looked at Fang Mingche with a complicated expression.

Fang Mingche said: "This is a good thing! I came to the capital to be self-reliant, and I never thought of taking shortcuts. The two of us have hands and feet, and we can earn enough food and clothing by ourselves."

That's right! No one in the slum could deny this.

The couple lived better than anyone else, eating meat in restaurants every day. They said they were preparing for the college entrance examination and needed to supplement their brains.

While talking, Teacher Gao came back on his bicycle. He came over here.

"Why are you all gathered here?"

Song Quan told him, "Gu Zhiguang finally has a letter back!"

"That's great." Teacher Gao smiled.

He also subconsciously looked at Fang Mingche, who said, "I'm happy for them, too. Are you here to give me the answer sheet?"

Teacher Gao responded, "Oh, right!"

"Sit inside."

The two walked towards the house, and Teacher Gao said, "Xiao Fang, I tell you, you did very well in the exam. You can raise your aspirations appropriately."

The two entered the house, and Teacher Gao told Fang Mingche about the subjects he taught.

He also asked his colleagues to mark the correct answers for other subjects. For the sake of the test questions, everyone was happy.

But it was a bit regretful to hear that such questions could no longer be obtained.

Song Quan said, "Look, they are college students. They really don't miss the four rooms of Grandpa Gu."

After that, Fang Mingche continued to do his business as usual. He went out early and came back late every day, and everything was normal.

Just after the Qingming Festival, my uncle called. He said that there was a batch of defective products that needed to be processed in a centralized manner. The things were quite mixed, with everything. The leader remembered that he had helped to solve the inventory of off-season sandals before, so he asked him again.

In fact, my uncle deliberately asked two people to bring up these two things at different times and places to remind the leader. But he called from the company phone, so he must have said that.

Fang Mingche said: "Then I'll take a look at the goods first."

In fact, he had already decided to buy it. There are ways to sell defective goods, as long as he can get the difference.

My uncle said: "You probably can't buy all the goods this time. I tried to talk to the leader and asked him to pay half first. The rest will be paid within three months."

Fang Mingche was about to say this. This is too convenient.

"Uncle, it's not enough to give you only 10% this time. How about this, I'll give you 20% this time. After all, you have to bear the guarantee responsibility." Fang Mingche immediately said sensibly.

"You can do it."

After the busy morning, Lin Yan went to get 1,500 yuan.

Fang Mingche asked Zhu Dahai, who came up to deliver lunch and was left to eat together, to ride a bicycle to see and pick up the goods. This trip must also cost extra.

Zhu Dahai ate Lin Yan and Yanyan's share. Song Quan arranged for someone to help watch over the goods, and the mother and daughter planned to go to a nearby snack bar.

This batch of defective goods cost 3,000 yuan. Fang Mingche looked at the goods and paid 1,500 yuan directly. Then he pulled the goods back to the small side yard and asked Uncle Gu to listen to the radio in the courtyard and help watch over them.

The goods have not been pulled yet. Fang Mingche and Zhu Dahai have to make another trip.

Uncle Gu nodded in agreement. Seeing that there are a lot of daily necessities this time, he is ready to take care of the business after sorting them out. What's wrong with defective goods? As long as they don't affect their use. Save money and tickets!

He closed his eyes and clapped his hands while listening to Peking Opera.

After a while, he heard the postman approaching and shouted: "Uncle Gu, there is a letter from the northwest--"

Uncle Gu opened his eyes and looked at the other party with some confusion. Didn't you come here a few days ago?

The postman handed over the letter and said: "This time it's real! Hey, slow down--"

If I had known, what kind of drama did they perform a few days ago? The old man told him that it was to prevent people from bullying him, an old man living alone. He had watched the old man eagerly waiting for the letter for years. He agreed in a moment of weakness.

Who knew it would be such a coincidence!

Uncle Gu took the letter with trembling hands, and tears welled up in his eyes when he saw the familiar handwriting on it.

That day, he simply felt that he didn't act well, so he took the letter and turned away.

Everyone in the slum thought he was afraid that it was bad news, so he hid to read it.

The postman said, "Uncle Gu, if you're okay, I'll continue delivering mail. There's a lot of work to do today!"

He didn't look like he was going to pass out from excitement.

Uncle Gu waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, go do your own thing! You've worked so hard——"

Tsk, this time it was real, he had to hold back from getting too excited.

On the other side, Fang Mingche was also very happy. 3,000 worth of goods, at least a thousand yuan could be earned.

Two tricycles, one more trip and they would all be back.

This time when he came back, Fang Mingche asked Zhu Dahai to help him sort them out. Fortunately, there was an empty room specifically used for stacking things. With Uncle Gu sitting at the door, there was no need to worry about Zhu Dahai secretly taking away something while the amount was unknown.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely sort it out."

Anyway, as long as he worked, he would get paid, and Zhu Dahai was happy to work for this family. It was much better than those educated youth who returned to the city but were not assigned jobs!

Uncle Gu finally waited for someone to talk to. Seeing Fang Mingche coming out, he pulled him aside, "My son really sent a letter back!"

Fang Mingche was a little shocked, he really sent a letter?

He joked, "If I had known that the fake could lead to the real, I should have done this scene earlier!"

Uncle Gu laughed, "It's just a coincidence!"

It really felt so comfortable that his wrinkles were reduced.

"When will he come back?"

"They said it would be soon."

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

Uncle Gu wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help looking at the room where his wife hanged herself, "It would be great if you could be strong!" Be strong, isn't this waiting for the family to be reunited?

Fang Mingche quickly helped him sit down, "It's always a good thing that my son is coming back. He will get married soon and give you a big fat grandson." He came

back just in time for the return of the compound, so it should be easy to find a partner.

Fang Mingche waited until Uncle Gu calmed down before going back to the square.

He planned to wait until everything was sorted out, and then set the price one by one according to the purchase price and quantity. The sale will start tomorrow!

There was no time to count, so the leader of the supply and marketing cooperative gave a package price based on the inventory list.

He took a rough look and felt that he would not suffer any loss. So he paid the money and took it back.

Fang Mingche returned to the square and Lin Yan was busy.

The leader of the cooperative was replaced by Song Quan. The two logistics staff who were previously instructed by Xiao Xu and were passive and lazy were in trouble again. Now the people who come to exchange jobs are very diligent.

This way, Lin Yan will not be tired.

Fang Mingche hurried over to help and took the kettle to make tea for the tourists.

"Ayan, do you want to take a break?"

"No. Are the goods okay?"

"Well, it shouldn't be difficult to sell. After this sale, it's time to move."

Yanyan was sitting on a small bench and watching the craftsmen kneading dough figurines.

Since the cooperative set up a stall with them, Yanyan has never been bored every day.

Occasionally, she would be curious about the Forbidden City.

Fang Mingche promised: to take her in for a stroll on Children's Day.

(End of this chapter)