Before the three of them had finished moving the items, the lights shone on them again.
Shen Yanming looked up and saw that this time it was just a light bulb; it seemed that Chen Shunwei's father had arrived on his electric scooter.
He parked his car at the entrance of the residential area, greeted his son, and was then shocked by the sacks in the security guard's room.
"How big of a business are you planning to do? Aren't you afraid of losing money?"
"We've invested all the grain we earned last time. But even if we can't sell it all, we'll still get a few sacks of dried fruit, so we won't lose money!" Chen Shunwei said somewhat guiltily, because he was lying.
In fact, they not only invested the grain they earned, but they also agreed that each of them would take two or three hundred catties of grain from their homes to purchase goods.
However, Chen Shunwei only told his wife about it; his father was still kept in the dark.
Seeing his father's incredulous expression, Chen Shunwei dared not tell him the truth.
Let's leave it at that for now. The old man is getting on in years; there's no need for him to bear this pressure with him. Once he sells the dried fruit, he can make up for the food shortage.
“Dad, let’s talk about it when we get home. You should hurry up and take these two sacks home, but don’t let anyone see them. I got these from the boss privately, and they’ll be our own grain when we exchange them,” Chen Shunwei said.
"No need to share with others anymore?"
"The rest still need to be divided, but these two sacks are our own. We don't need to share the grain we get from them. You take them home first, and I'll explain everything to you in detail after I get off work."
Mr. Chen nodded, sat on the electric scooter, and let his son stuff a sack on the footrest and another behind his waist.
"It's heavy, so be careful on the way. If the sack falls, just let it fall. This thing isn't afraid of falling; you can just pick it up later. Don't lose your balance in a hurry and fall; that would be a huge loss," Chen Shunwei carefully instructed.
"I know, I'll just ride slowly on the road."
Seeing that his father had taken it to heart, Chen Shunwei said no more.
After he leisurely rode away on his bicycle, Chen Shunwei quickly called his wife and asked her to meet him downstairs.
After making the arrangements, he continued working as a deliveryman.
While Chen Shunwei was talking to his father, Shen Yanming and Zeng Yiming didn't stop what they were doing, because they both wanted to finish moving as soon as possible and go home.
But in reality, just as they had moved all the sacks from the truck into the security room, Chen Shunwei said, "This grain is the payment for the batch of dried fruit that Mr. Shen gave us last time. This is what we earned, which we'll use to buy new stock."
Zeng Yiming quickly waved his hand, "Please let me rest for a while, I'm almost out of breath. I'm not coming to deliver goods next time, it's really killing me!"
Shen Yanming chuckled and teased, "Is it really that exaggerated? Haven't you ever moved before?"
"No, really! The driver always does the deliveries before. If you weren't here, I probably wouldn't have come!"
Shen Yanming raised an eyebrow. "So, it's my honor?"
“Absolutely!” Zeng Yiming said with a smile.
Seeing the two talking, Chen Shunwei didn't interrupt.
He had moved so much stuff and was feeling a bit tired, so he took this opportunity to rest.
The group slumped together until dawn. Shen Yanming patted Zeng Yiming on the shoulder and said, "Alright, stop lingering. Hurry up and inspect the grain so we can go home for dinner. Qiao An must be getting impatient at home."
Zeng Yiming was startled. "Did you wake your wife up when you left?"
"Yes, when a guest like you comes, the host must certainly prepare a warm welcome!"
"Then why didn't you say so earlier? If you had, I wouldn't have been paralyzed for so long!" Zeng Yiming said, rubbing his knee as he stood up.
"Your legs aren't weak, and you still have energy?"
Zeng Yiming paused for a moment, then stood up casually and asked Chen Shunwei, "How many kilograms of grain are here?"
Chen Shunwei reported the quantity and then opened the grain bag for Zeng Yiming to check.
Zeng Yiming glanced at it briefly, then asked Chen Shunwei to put the bag on the electronic scale to check it.
Although it was Shen Yanming who introduced them, since it's a transaction, it would be more beneficial for both parties to verify it on the spot.
Of course, the final verification results proved that Chen Shunwei was a trustworthy person. There was no shortchanging or adulteration.
This quantity of grain is not enough to pay for this shipment.
“There’s still some food left in the dormitory. People come and go here, so they leave the food they brought from home there,” Chen Shunwei explained.
"Shall we go and move it?" Zeng Yiming asked.
"I'll call Wang Lai and ask what's going on over there," Chen Shunwei said.
After hanging up the phone, he said to Shen Yanming and Zeng Yiming, "The young men haven't gotten up yet, so I'm sorry to ask us to come over."
"Isn't Boss Zeng not in a hurry to leave? How about we have them deliver the grain to the underground parking garage of Building 6 after they get up?"
Zeng Yiming nodded, "Okay, I've been at Yanming's house all morning. Just come find me when you're ready."
Oh, and please weigh the dried fruit too. If there are any problems, contact me or Shen Yanming.
"You're Mr. Shen's friend, you wouldn't cheat us, I trust you!"
"That's not necessarily true! I deliver the goods myself, so there's no problem with the weight. But if one of the drivers shortchanges you on the spot, don't say I don't care about brotherhood later."
Zeng Yiming wasn't exaggerating, because he had indeed encountered this situation before.
Out of consideration for his feelings, the other party did not weigh the item on the spot. Only after the driver left did he realize that it was about ten kilograms short. Instead of making a phone call to inquire, he went around gossiping to others, saying that he was not a good person.
Damn it, it was clearly your mistake, but you insist on taking the blame.
It took a long time for Zeng Yiming to find out about this. An investigation revealed that the problem occurred in the middle of the process, but because there was no evidence, the matter was dropped.
So later, Zeng Yiming would always ask the other party to inspect the goods on the spot. If there were no problems, they shouldn't complain afterward. Otherwise, they might really come after him with a lot of questions.
Seeing Zeng Yiming's serious expression, Chen Shunwei took it to heart.
Now that things have been clarified, the grain stored in the security room should be loaded onto the truck.
So the three of them resumed the grueling work of moving things.
After a long while, Zeng Yiming rubbed his sore arms and said to Shen Yanming, "I'm hungry, let's go home for dinner!"
Shen Yanming nodded, greeted Chen Shunwei, and then got into the small truck and went back.
On the way, Zeng Yiming said, "This trip to Haishi has left me with a huge psychological scar. Even if you're here, I don't want to come here to deliver goods again!"
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