"Uncle, this way please. What's your surname, sir?"
"My surname is Zhang."
“Oh, Uncle Zhang, my home isn’t far from here. It only takes a few minutes to get there by bike.”
Peng Liang rode his bicycle with He Wenlin and her brother on the back, while Zhang Hong followed behind on his bicycle.
We arrived at the fast food restaurant quickly. It was still a few minutes before 5:30, so there were no customers in the restaurant yet.
"This is my family's fast food restaurant, this is my grandma, that chef is my dad, and those two young men over there are my brothers," He Wenlin introduced.
Grandma He didn't recognize Zhang Hong, but as soon as she saw that her granddaughter had brought him back, she immediately invited him in to sit down and have a meal.
Although she was speaking in dialect, Zhang Hong understood her and said in broken Mandarin, "Auntie, don't be so polite."
"Uncle Zhang, the egg roll factory is up ahead."
"You don't need to go to the egg roll factory anymore. We were worried that you were a scammer because you're so young, and we couldn't find you. Now that we know you have a shop here, we're not worried anymore. But it's impressive that you're so good at business at such a young age."
"Uncle Zhang, you flatter me."
Since he stopped going to the food factory, He Wenlin was actually saved some trouble. He Wenlin invited him to sit down, and her father offered him a cigarette.
He Wenlin took out the receipt book: "Uncle Zhang, how many boxes do you want?"
"Let's start with thirty boxes."
"Uncle, how about you take fifty boxes? I'll deliver half to you around 7 a.m. tomorrow, and the other half around 4:30 p.m. I sold 29 boxes in that afternoon. If you take 30 boxes, you can sell them all in one morning."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to sell fifty boxes."
"Fifty boxes. If you haven't sold them in two days, I'll personally help you sell them!"
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