Rejected
"Really?" Zhong Ling smiled. "Unfortunately, I don't need people who believe in my character to help me sell vegetables."
She paused, looked at Qian Defa, whose expression was changing, and added, "My place is small, and I can't grow too many vegetables. Selling them myself is enough. As for cooperation, there is no need."
After saying that, she stopped looking at the two of them and planned to turn around and go back to the house.
"Wait! Miss Zhong!" Qian Defa panicked and stepped forward to stop her. "We can still negotiate the price! Fifty! Fifty yuan per pound! As long as you're willing to cooperate, any terms are negotiable!"
Zhong Ling didn't say anything, leaving only her back to the two of them.
Qian Defa stared at the closed gate, his entire body shaking with rage, his face flushed red. He was the owner of Lvyuan Fresh, and he had come personally to apologize, offering such a high price, only to be rejected by a country girl!
"Boss..." Huang Jianming called cautiously.
"Get out!" Qian Defa turned his head suddenly and roared at Huang Jianming, "It's all your fault!" He vented all his anger and humiliation on Huang Jianming.
Huang Jianming was so frightened that he trembled and dared not speak anymore.
The two men turned around and walked towards the car, covered in dust, and the villagers' laughter and discussions could be heard behind them.
"Did you see that? Are you frustrated?"
"Serves you right! What were you doing earlier?"
"Xiao Zhong is really amazing. He doesn't even give the big boss face!"
Qian Defa got into the car and slammed the door shut.
The black business car drove away from Yunxi Village in a panic.
Not far from the village entrance, Old Li was carrying a half-empty vegetable basket and talking to someone with a smile on his face.
He was selling vegetables at the gate of a high-end residential complex in the city early this morning. He marked up the price of the few pounds of vegetables he bought from Zhong Ling yesterday to thirty-five yuan per pound.
Because the dishes were good, the rich people who knew what they were doing had money, and the dishes were sold out without much effort, making a net profit of more than 100 yuan, which was more than he usually earned in a day from setting up a stall.
He sold the remaining dishes to a small restaurant owner he knew.
"Lao Li, where did you get this dish? It tastes really good!" asked the boss.
Old Li chuckled and pretended to be mysterious: "The mountain man has his own clever ideas. Want to eat? Contact me next time!"
He touched the money in his pocket and looked at the direction where Qian Defa's car disappeared, with a glint of pride in his eyes. What a big boss, but he was still turned away?
This way of making money depends on who is quick and shameless! He thought to himself that he would have to go to Zhong Ling again tomorrow to get more goods.
The air pressure inside the black business car was frighteningly low.
Qian Defa leaned on the back seat, his face ashen, his fingers unconsciously scratching the armrest of the seat, leaving a few shallow scratches.
The sunlight filtered through the car window, casting a mixture of light and dark shadows on his face, making his expression even more sinister.
Huang Jianming sat in the passenger seat, not daring to breathe, his back already soaked with cold sweat.
Just now at the village entrance, the villagers' undisguised ridicule was like needles piercing Qian Defa's heart.
What made him even more unbearable was Zhong Ling's nonchalant attitude, as if she was shooing away a fly.
A country girl.
An ant that he could easily crush to death before.
Now he actually dares to slap him in the face.
Forty yuan per pound, exclusive cooperation.
He thought he was showing great sincerity, even being humble.
What's the result?
"No."
"I have no problem selling my vegetables."
Those words echoed in his mind again and again like a devilish sound.
And the half-smile in her eyes when she mentioned "hormone vegetables" was clearly mocking his stupidity and previous despicable behavior.
The more Qian Defa thought about it, the angrier he became. His chest heaved violently and his cheeks were clenched tightly.
It's not that he hasn't thought about using tougher measures, but when he thought about the attitudes of the Qin family and Mr. Wang, he had to hold back.
The interests behind something that can attract so many people must be quite complicated.
Using violence directly is too risky.
But Qian Defa has not been in the city for so many years in vain.
If the open way doesn’t work, try the secret way.
He just didn't believe that a powerless country girl could have the ability to protect her precious vegetable garden.
It would be too easy for her to be destroyed.
He wanted to let her know the consequences of offending him, Qian Defa.
Make her obediently hand over the vegetables and the secret of growing them with both hands.
Thinking of this, a sinister light flashed in Qian Defa's eyes.
He took out his cell phone and flipped through the address book. His finger paused for a moment on a name, then pressed it hard.
When the call was connected, the anger on Qian Defa's face instantly subsided, and he replaced it with a familiar and enthusiastic tone, even with a bit of flattery.
"Hello? Brother Biao! It's me, Lao Qian, Qian Defa!"
"Hey, what's Brother Biao been busy with lately? Did he make a fortune?"
A rough voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of impatience: "If you have something to fart to, hurry up, I'm busy."
Chandler's smile remained unchanged, but his tone was lowered a bit, with a hint of mystery.
"Brother Biao, I need your help with something small. It's just a matter of moving your fingers."
"There's a place called Yunxi Village down in our city. There's something... quite interesting going on there."
He paused deliberately to keep the other party in suspense.
"A young woman has some special vegetables in her hands. They taste uncanny and can also nourish the body. Now some of the city's upper class are scrambling to get them."
"Oh?" The voice on the other end of the line showed obvious interest. "How special?"
"So special... that the eldest daughter of the Qin family and Mr. Wang from Hongyuan both went to the countryside to buy it."
Qian Defa threw out two names, and he knew that this was enough to attract the other party's attention.
"The Qin family? Wang Dehai?" The voice on the other end paused for a moment. "Interesting. What do you want?"
"Brother Biao, look...that little girl is so ungrateful. I wanted to cooperate with her out of kindness, but she didn't appreciate it."
Qian Defa's tone became aggrieved and resentful.
"I'd like to ask Brother Biao to help me 'persuade' her and give her a warning."
He deliberately emphasized the word "persuade".
"Let her understand clearly that in this world, just because you have a little bit of goodness, you can't do anything lawless."
"It would be best if she knew that this good thing should be shared with people who understand the rules, don't you think, Brother Biao?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then a low laugh was heard.
"Okay, Lao Qian, you're quite cunning. I'll take this job."
"But you know the rules."
Qian Defa immediately smiled brightly: "I understand! I absolutely understand! After this is done, Brother Biao will definitely benefit from it!"
"Send me the address. I'll let you know in a couple of days."
"Okay! Thank you, Brother Biao! Waiting for your good news!"
After hanging up the phone, Qian Defa let out a long sigh, and a ferocious smile reappeared on his face.
He put his phone back in his pocket and glanced at Huang Jianming's frightened face in the rearview mirror.
"What are you looking at? Watch your mouth!"
Chandler snorted coldly, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.
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