Fu Song previously thought that these countries were curbing watermelon exports in order to meet domestic demand.
I didn't expect there was another quality issue inside.
In this way, one's success is not entirely due to personal ability. In many cases, the right time, place and people are all indispensable.
He said to Jiao Yucheng, "Brother Jiao, give me some time. I'll think of a solution, but don't hold your hopes too high."
Jiao Yucheng naturally understood what Fu Song meant, and he nodded helplessly: "In that case, I'll trouble you a lot.
By the way, do you have time recently?"
Fu Song smiled and said, “Time is like water in a sponge. As long as you are willing to squeeze it, there will definitely be water.
Brother Jiao, if you have anything to tell me, I will definitely do it as long as I can do it."
Jiao Yucheng said, "It's not a big deal. I just want you to come with me to see the farmers' watermelon fields."
Fu Song frowned: "Isn't this necessary?"
Jiao Yucheng shook his head: "Not really necessary!"
Fu Song didn't quite understand why Jiao Yucheng was so persistent, but he thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go and take a look. I also want to know how watermelons are grown and picked."
Fu Song originally thought that Jiao Yucheng wanted him to take a stroll around Yang Qingpi's watermelon field.
Who knew that he would take the other party's car and drive all the way to TLF.
Then the two of them took a train from TLF Railway Station, heading directly east, and arrived in northern Shaanxi in two days and one night.
Fu Song was dazed when he heard Jiao Yucheng say to him, "Okay, we're almost at the station, let's get off."
Unexpectedly, Fu Song raised his head and asked Jiao Yucheng: "Brother Jiao, I remember when I bought the ticket before, this train seemed to have sleeper tickets, right?
Why didn't you buy a sleeper ticket?"
That’s right, Fu Songhe actually had a seat ticket for his two-day and one-night trip.
Anyone who has taken a long-distance trip knows how uncomfortable it is to spend the night on a train.
Fu Song originally thought that the two of them would only be on the bus for two or three hours, so he didn't say much at the time.
Unexpectedly, two or three hours passed, and then another two or three hours passed. By the time he realized he wanted to buy the sleeper ticket, it was too late.
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