Chapter 41 Don't be afraid, I'm here (1 more)



Chapter 41 Don’t be afraid, I’m here (1 update)

Sang Yian opened her Moments and saw various comments.

Some thought she had switched to the field of medical equipment, some thought she had joined a purchasing unit, in short, they were all trying to find out about her new job.

Some asked her what she needed so many masks and disinfectants for, and if she had any inside information.

The most exaggerated thing was that some people congratulated her on returning to the workplace;

along with congratulations came consolation, consolation for her failure in her first venture.

Sang Yian was simply at a loss whether to laugh or cry. It was said that Moments were omnipotent, but now it seemed that her Moments were not omnipotent, but rather bizarre.

However, it was not without any gains.

A colleague in the company who had a good relationship with her directly sent her a WeChat account.

Chen Li: This is my classmate. His family bought a production line for making masks during the epidemic. The masks and disinfectants distributed by our company were all purchased from him. You can communicate with him.

Sang Yian directly sent an emoji of a little man bowing to express his gratitude.

Supermarket owner Sang: Thank you, Sister Chen Li. I will treat you to a big meal when you rest!

Chen Li: Virtue! I'm waiting.

Sang Yian immediately added WeChat and accepted it in seconds. It should be said that Chen Li communicated with the other party in advance.

The other party's surname is Huang. He is a rich second-generation and speaks very straightforwardly.

I heard that she wanted 1 million masks and a ton of medical epidemic prevention disinfectant, and she was given a discount.

Regarding Sang Yian's request to ship a part of it today, the other party also agreed immediately. Things couldn't be smoother.

Sang Yian placed large orders for the remaining medicines that could be bought online. She was not sure how big the epidemic in the little prince's place would become and how long it would last. Sang

Yian drove around the major pharmacies and transported truckloads of medicine to the warehouse.

She was like a hardworking little bee, traveling between the pharmacies and the warehouse. As the balance in the account continued to decrease, the various medicine boxes in the warehouse were piled high.

By the evening, some of the masks and medical disinfectants that had been ordered had arrived.

A truck was parked at the entrance of the supermarket. Workers were loading boxes into the store. Neighbors saw this and asked curiously, "What have you bought? You bought so much. Can you sell it all?"

Sang Yian held a small fan in his hand and fanned himself while answering, "They are just a bunch of small random things. The house next door is being renovated. I'll sell them there when it's finished."

"Then you have to control the quantity, don't buy too much. We are a village in the city, the business is not comparable to the market, you must not have too many goods in your hands!"

Sang Yian nodded, "That makes sense, that makes sense."

The other party saw that Sang Yian listened to him and left with satisfaction. It was just a dinner time, and basically everyone in the area knew that the boxes of goods in the evening were new goods that the small supermarket received, and they would be sold after the decoration next door was completed.

It can be said that it was exactly what Sang Yian wanted.

In this way, when the area of ​​the small supermarket expanded, she started to sell some silks, or embroidery, etc., and people would not be surprised when she brought in the goods.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Lu Zexu showed up on time. Both of them looked exhausted. Lu Zexu was exhausted by the epidemic in the capital, and Sang Yian was tired from purchasing goods.

The epidemic was a matter of life and death. This time, neither of them had time to chat and immediately made a deal.

Lu Zexu had already cleared out all the servants in the yard, so no one would notice even if there were too many things.

This time, in addition to medicines, masks, and medical disinfectants, there were also disinfectant hand sanitizers. These were all bought by Sang Yian from major supermarkets. The price was very high and there was no discount.

Although the number is a bit small for the population of a capital city, it is better than nothing.

Sang Yian demonstrated the use of hand sanitizer, "Anyone who has come into contact with patients or stayed in places where patients gather should use it, as these people are most likely to be infected."

Lu Zexu looked at it carefully, and was deeply moved. This was his first time experiencing an epidemic, and seeing people falling down and dying, he was extremely frightened.

If it weren't for the supermarket and his sister, he would probably be like the people in Beijing, feeling anxious all day long, not to mention daring to go to the Grand Prince's Mansion to curry favor.

Sang Yian took out plastic gloves again, "This quantity is even less. If you want to go out, you'd better wear it, so that you can avoid being infected with the epidemic to the greatest extent."

Lu Zexu's eyes were red. At this time, although he was wearing gorgeous clothes and looked extremely expensive, he lowered his head and looked at the gloves, which was a bit pitiful.

Sang Yian sighed deeply, walked forward and gave him a warm hug, and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

With just five words, Lu Zexu could no longer hold on, and tears flowed down his face.

From childhood to adulthood, he was scolded by his father, but he didn't cry. He

was framed, but he didn't cry.

He was misunderstood, but he didn't cry.

He stubbornly stood up straight, hiding the loneliness and helplessness in his heart, and faced everyone stubbornly.

These five simple words gave birth to a strong power in his heart. He was not alone, he was also protected by someone.

Sang Yian raised her hand and patted his back gently, coaxing softly, "You see, I have everything here, do whatever you want, I dare not say anything else, I can still provide logistical support."

Lu Zexu calmed down and smiled widely, tears still stained his long eyelashes, looking a little funny and cute.

"Thank you, sister."

Sang Yian rubbed his hair crown and smiled gently, "You're welcome, this is a normal transaction, I also made money from you!"

Time was too rushed, Lu Zexu didn't have time to choose the items that the young lady liked as payment, he directly took out a box from the previous years' rewards.

Shengmen didn't remind him that it was enough to pay for this batch of medical supplies.

For the first time, the two did not wait until 5 a.m. to close the door before completing the transaction. Lu Zexu had to deal with the epidemic, and Sang Yian was also tired after a day of shopping.

They both needed enough sleep and rest.

Before leaving, Sang Yian worriedly said, "Although there are medicines for your condition, you must also take care of yourself. Your health is the capital of the revolution. Don't exhaust yourself."

Lu Zexu regained his vitality, "Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

"Although I don't want to be a prince or an emperor, as long as I am the prince of Daliang, I will protect the people of Daliang."

"But I won't take my body lightly! I still want to travel around Daliang and enjoy the mountains and rivers!"

Sang Yian was slightly startled as she watched the little prince disappear from the side door. He was only 12 years old, but he had such responsibilities and obligations. In time, he would definitely be a good emperor.

She felt a little guilty, "Am I a little sorry for the people of Daliang?"

Originally, they could have an emperor who loved his people like his own children.

The little parrot, feeling full of energy, fluttered its wings, "Don't worry, for now, Daliang's national destiny has not been adversely affected."

"What if it is adversely affected?" Sang Yian had a bad feeling.

The little parrot ate melon seeds leisurely, "That depends on how tough your life is!"

Sang Yian: "!!!∑(Дノ)ノ!"


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