Chapter 74: The Fickle Mind
"Sell, of course!"
Old Zhang quickly asked them to sit down and poured them a few cups of hot tea.
Cheng Biao, the plague god, is finally gone. He finally feels at ease and can breathe a sigh of relief.
Shen Sisi took out the contract she had prepared in advance and looked at the blank amount on it: "Boss, let's go with the price we agreed on!"
"Wait!" Old Zhang shouted.
Shen Sisi's heart tightened. Could this old man really raise the price?
Everyone looked at him tensely, but he raised his head to glance at Feng Yanzhou, who was wearing a military uniform and cap in front of him, and then looked at Shen Sisi again and again for confirmation.
"Are you really a military family member?"
Shen Sisi nodded, but before she could say anything, Feng Yanzhou said, "Isn't it obvious enough? A military wife with a good family background!"
"No wonder..." Old Zhang muttered.
Shen Sisi was worried that the night would be long and full of dreams, and something unexpected would happen again: "Old man, we agreed on 800, you can't change it anymore, you have to be trustworthy in business."
"Don't worry..." Old Zhang raised his head, tears welling up in his eyes. "This oil mill doesn't need eight hundred. I can even make it cheaper..."
"What?" Shen Sisi opened her mouth in disbelief.
Did she hear correctly? The sun rose from the west?
Old Zhang said excitedly, "Ten years ago, a devastating flood hit Jiangcheng, and my youngest son was swept away. It was a PLA soldier who, regardless of the danger, jumped into the water and saved my son. I've always wanted to repay that benefactor, but I have no idea who that benefactor is."
"Today, not only did you help me a lot by driving Cheng Biao away, but you are also military families. With this kind of fate, I should ask for less..."
Shen Sisi didn't expect that Old Zhang had such a past.
However, one thing is for sure, she will not repay a favor.
What's more, this favor does not belong to her.
She refused, but Old Zhang insisted on giving her one hundred less. If she didn't accept it, he would not sell the oil mill.
Seeing that the old man was very stubborn, Shen Sisi had no way to refuse and could only let him fill in the words "700 yuan" on the contract.
"Thank you, old man. There's something I don't understand. Cheng Biao clearly offered a higher price than me, so why didn't you sell it to him?"
When Cheng Biao was mentioned, Old Zhang scoffed: "This guy is not interested in my oil mill at all, but in my piece of land."
"Oh?" Feng Yanzhou suddenly became interested: "Old man, can you tell us about it?"
"I heard that Cheng Biao is buying land for people all over the city. I don't know what he's up to."
Feng Yanzhou also knew about this matter, but the land he bought was relatively scattered, so he didn't know what to use it for yet.
"Anyway, I won't sell it. I promised my old friends that I would find a good owner for them so they can continue to have food to eat."
Shen Sisi looked at Old Zhang with awe and respect. She didn't expect him to be so loyal and righteous.
"Don't worry, I won't fire your old friends. I will continue to keep the traditional method of oil extraction." Shen Sisi promised him that she would keep her word.
Of course, Old Zhang believed her and signed the contract readily, even pressing his red fingerprint on it.
"Let's take some time these days to handle the procedures!" said Old Zhang.
Shen Sisi looked at the black and white words on the paper and the two people's handprints, feeling like she was dreaming, and murmured and nodded: "Okay!"
Along the way, she felt like her feet were floating.
Who would have thought that not long after arriving in Jiangcheng, about half a month, she already owned an oil mill of her own.
And it was far below the estimated price, it was like finding a treasure.
In addition to her good luck, cleverness and hard work, all this was also possible with the help of Gu Chengfeng, Feng Yanzhou, Dong Xiaojiang and others.
Shen Sisi was overjoyed, stroking the contract in her hand over and over again. "Today is a good day. Let's go to the state-owned restaurant for dinner tonight. I'll treat you!"
When Dong Xiaojiang heard the word "state-owned restaurant", he slurped his saliva.
Just as he was about to say yes, he remembered that he had agreed to another dinner with Brother Hua tonight, which seemed a bit unfortunate.
"Sister Sisi, Brother Hua and I have a game tonight, so I can't come. You guys eat..."
Shen Sisi frowned regretfully: "Let him go, you do yours, there's no conflict."
"No, this game is very important! Maybe next time..."
"All right!"
Shen Sisi didn't force them. After all, they were all partners and there was a long way to go. They would always have a chance to have a meal together.
"It's a deal, then. When my oil mill opens, you must be there to show me your support."
"Don't worry, it's necessary..."
Dong Xiaojiang said goodbye to them at the ferry terminal.
Before leaving, he specifically said hello to Feng Yanzhou: "Brother Feng, come to the dock to play with me when you have time..."
This child is not shy at all and is friendly to everyone.
Feng Yanzhou readily agreed: "Sure, you can come to the barracks to find me if you have anything."
They watched Dong Xiaojiang board the ferry, and then walked back shoulder to shoulder.
As he walked, Feng Yanzhou realized something was wrong.
This is not the way back to the military camp and the family compound, but the way to the street.
"Sister-in-law, are you going to buy something?"
Shen Sisi calmly glanced at his leather shoes, her eyes lingering on the scars on them: "Yes, I plan to go to the supply and marketing cooperative, you come with me!"
"OK!"
With the mentality of seeing the Buddha off to the west, Feng Yanzhou simply accompanied her to buy things and even helped her carry some things.
After all, she is the beloved woman of Gu Chengfeng and cannot be tired.
The two of them talked and laughed along the way, and seeing that the atmosphere was so good, Shen Sisi finally asked the question that had been bothering her for a long time.
"Brother Feng, I've always wanted to ask you, how did you get my political review done?"
Feng Yanzhou's smile froze for a few seconds, and there was obvious panic in his eyes.
“This…this…”
He looked up at the sky and said, "Well, they just asked your captain to write a statement to prove that you are not a troublemaker. That's it."
"Really?" Why did Shen Sisi feel that Feng Yanzhou was lying with his eyes open?
Is it really that easy to fool people? Is it necessary for him to make a personal trip?
Shen Sisi rolled her eyes and pretended to be angry, emphasizing her tone: "Brother Feng, it seems that you still don't regard me as your own."
Feng Yanzhou was so anxious that he was sweating. "Really? Anyway, don't ask. Living a good life is better than anything else."
The more he concealed the truth, the more Shen Sisi suspected that there was something fishy about this matter, a big fishy thing.
What is going on?
It seems that only when the oil mill is on track and she returns to the village in person can she find out the truth.
The two of them walked towards the supply and marketing cooperative with their own thoughts, not noticing the two sneaky figures following behind them.
Chen Ting originally came to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy soap and fabric, but unexpectedly she got a surprise.
She hid behind a telephone pole, glaring at Shen Sisi with resentment.
"You're such a fickle little bitch, Shen Sisi. You're still not satisfied with just hanging out with the leader. You even dare to openly cheat on me..."
Chen Ting quickly took out a pen, tore down the small advertisement on the telephone pole, wrote a line of small words, and handed it to the little follower with dry hair and freckles on his face.
"You, hurry up and send it to the military camp. Tell them you're looking for Captain Gu and hand the note to him personally."
Huang Xiaojuan adjusted the frame of her glasses, somewhat reluctantly asking, "What are you going to do?"
"What do you care about me? Go quickly, otherwise I will go back and tell the boss that this performance will be changed to a solo performance and your accompaniment will not be needed."
Huang Xiaojuan had finally gotten the opportunity to perform on stage, so how could she give it up so easily?
She snatched the note and muttered, "Let's go..."
Chen Ting then continued to follow Shen Sisi's pace. Seeing her and the pretty boy walking into the supply and marketing cooperative, she quietly blocked the door.
"Chen Sisi, your good days are over..."
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