Last night, both the plump and thin were seen, and I couldn’t sleep off the hangover.
In the leadership apartment of Feichang City Industrial Park, Mr. He was sleeping soundly alone.
The reason why I am alone is because I have just arrived and am not familiar with the situation. I can barely handle the bright lights and wine, but I have to wait for a while to enjoy the pleasures of life.
At 8:30 in the morning, when he was half asleep and half awake, the ringing of his cell phone woke him up from his sweet dream under the quilt.
He opened his eyes, which were covered with eye boogers, and glanced at the screen of his mobile phone. It was an unfamiliar number, so he reached out to hang up.
Before he let go of his hand, his half-drunk and half-awake mind was suddenly startled. He had just arrived in Feichang City. Could he be a local leader?
So he quickly swam to the other side, sat up from the bed, took a deep breath, answered the phone, and said in a relatively less confusing voice: "Hello."
"Hello, do you have any salvia ginseng for sale?"
"No, thank you."
Mr. He hung up the phone in frustration, threw it next to the pillow, and fell back onto the bed weakly.
I didn't know how long I had slept in my sleep when my cell phone rang again.
He glanced at it and saw it was another unfamiliar number. He didn't even bother to get up. "Hello."
"Hello, I'm buying a large amount of salvia miltiorrhiza. Do you have any salvia miltiorrhiza to sell?"
“Not for sale!”
Mr. He hung up the phone directly. After being disturbed by this, most of his sleepiness disappeared.
He looked at the time. It was almost half past nine.
Although the factory has been recruiting recently and he doesn't need to do much, he can't be too lazy.
So, after dozing off for a few more minutes, Mr. He slowly stood up, poured a cup of warm water, and drank it down in gulps.
Then he went to the bathroom, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and after he had recovered a little bit of energy, he lit a cigarette and slowly sat down on the toilet.
The phone rang again.
"Hello."
"Hello, do you sell any pills......?"
"No, no, no, no, no! Are you crazy?"
After hanging up the phone, he cursed with lingering anger: "I just moved away, I'm not dead! Why should I sell it? Dream on! You're crazy!"
After all this commotion, Mr. He suddenly realized that the strong urge to defecate that he had just felt had disappeared!
So, I got even angrier!
Just pick up your phone and block that stupid number.
After finishing all these operations, I felt relaxed both physically and mentally, and the urge to defecate that had just disappeared was also regained.
After slowly tidying up and fixing his personal image, Mr. He walked out of the house feeling fully recovered.
Let’s go have breakfast first.
Sitting in the breakfast shop, I ordered two taels of pig intestine rice noodle. While slurping, I secretly sighed that this place is still better. Hushan Village is a shabby place. If I get up late, there is not even anything to eat.
Just as he was enjoying his meal, another phone call came in. He hesitated for a moment before answering the call. Fortunately, this time it was not from that stupid guy, but a sweet female voice.
"Hello?"
Mr. He smiled and said, "Hello, who are you?"
"Mr. Tang, the call is connected."
Mr. He was startled, and then the "devil's voice" that had troubled him all morning came from the receiver, "Hello, do you want to sell salvia miltiorrhiza?"
Mr. He was stunned. He couldn't help but curse, "No! No! Sell it to you, mmp!"
As his voice got louder, the owner and customers of the breakfast shop all saluted at him, and women with children even looked at him with disgust.
Mr. He had no choice but to lower his head silently and eat his noodles.
I finished my meal in a few bites and had just paid the bill when my phone rang again.
Mr. He, who had already walked out of the breakfast shop, immediately picked up the phone and raised it to his ear, angrily saying, "Fuck you, I told you I won't sell it to you, are you annoying me?"
On the other end of the phone, a calm male voice said calmly: "If you don't want to do this anymore, you can just write a letter of resignation."
Mr. He was stunned and quickly looked at the caller, "Oh my god!"
"Boss, that's not what I meant. It's just that this idiot has been harassing me this morning!"
He quickly told her what happened in the morning, wanting to cry but unable to, "I really didn't mean to scold you, boss!"
The head of the head office on the other end of the phone said calmly: "He keeps asking you if you want to sell Danshen?"
"Yeah! I don't know what's going on. We have to continue production. How can we sell it?"
The boss hesitated for a moment and said, "Call him back and ask him what price he can offer. As long as it is not lower than our purchase price, sell it to him. Sell it all to him."
"Ah?" Mr. He felt that the world today was extremely strange. "Why?"
"Sell if I tell you to! I pay you so that you can do the work, and I have to be responsible for explaining it to you!"
The boss' outburst came suddenly, just like the sudden urge to defecate in the morning.
Mr. He couldn't bear it, so he agreed meekly. Then he picked up his phone with grievance and planned to remove the number from the blacklist.
However, thinking of the "humiliation" he experienced this morning, he hesitated for a few seconds and gave up this idea. Instead, he dialed another mobile phone number.
This was his last act of stubbornness and dignity.
"Hello? Hello."
"I..." When the words came to his lips, a feeling of humiliation suddenly surged into his heart, causing him to pause, take a deep breath and say: "I sell Danshen."
"Okay, wait a moment."
Soon, the voice that impressed him came from the receiver, "Hello, how much do you want to sell it for?"
"One hundred thousand kilograms."
"What's the price?"
Mr. He remained alert, "What's your price?"
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