After seeing off Boss Zhao, Li Jianghai sat down on the stairs, thinking that he had to go to Haicheng in person.
There are so many goods this time. If we send the parcels through the post office, it would be a big problem if the items are lost or damaged along the way.
Having thought so, Li Jianghai did so. He asked Li Guifang to bring him paper and pen, and started to think about it at the counter.
He pulled out a small notebook, on which were scribbled the following: train ticket price, accommodation fee, purchase cost...
As I wrote, I muttered, "Train tickets... I need to buy a sleeper berth. I'll have to travel all day and all night. My old bones can't take it..."
"Accommodation... Let's stay at the small hotel next to Mingyu's factory. It costs several dollars a night. How about staying at my uncle's house for a night?"
"Buying...a watch worth a hundred dollars, I should be able to cut 20% off the wholesale price..."
As he calculated, his brows were furrowed into knots.
Even if you are stingy, it still costs a lot of money!
"What? Are you feeling the pain? If it were you, why not just let Mingyu ship it directly?"
Li Guifang glanced at Li Jianghai's eyebrows which were becoming more and more shaped like a Sichuan shape, and she laughed so hard that she couldn't help but tease him!
"How can this be possible!" Li Jianghai said after taking a sip of water, "This is a big order, I have to go and pick up the goods in person to feel at ease!
Besides, Mingyu is a careless guy. If he sends too little, it will affect other people's business..."
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly seemed to remember something, hurriedly put away his notebook, and was about to run out.
"Old lady, I'm going to the station to buy a train ticket to Haicheng!"
Before he finished speaking, the man had already run away.
After the chatterbox Li Jianghai ran away, Li Guifang started kneading her own dough in the store again!
Before Li Guifang could even get a tray of croissants, Huang Xiuying called out at the door of the shop: "Guifang, there's a letter for you!"
When Li Guifang heard the noise, she rushed out without even wiping her hands, leaving a white handprint on her apron with the flour.
I saw the postman astride the bicycle with a brown paper envelope in the basket and the jingling 28-inch bicycle leaning against the door of Guifangzhai.
"Comrade...Comrade, this is..." Li Guifang's voice tightened, and she rubbed her fingers on her apron again and again before she dared to take the envelope.
The sunlight made the two words "Beijing City" on the envelope sparkle, and her eyes blurred, and she almost saw it as "Tsinghua University, Peking University, and Huazhong University of Science and Technology".
Li Guifang's heart suddenly rose to her throat, her fingers trembled uncontrollably, and the envelope rustled in her hands.
"Ming-Li is really something! She sent the acceptance letter to the store, aren't you afraid it might get lost?"
She muttered as she carefully unsealed it.
When I took out the letter, I saw that it was written "Special Invitation to Participate in the Exhibition from the Beijing Chinese and Western Pastry Exchange Association".
Li Guifang's shoulders suddenly slumped, she let out a long sigh, and her back, which had been straight just now, bent down.
"Hey, you were nervous for nothing."
Li Guifang glanced at the content of the invitation letter and found that it asked her to attend a pastry exhibition, and she immediately lost interest.
"What the hell is this Dim Sum Association? I've never heard of it."
She curled her lips and threw the letter onto the counter, where it happened to fall on an oil stain that Huang Xiuying had missed when she was wiping the counter, and it was immediately stained with several greasy fingerprints.
She turned around and went back to continue kneading her croissant dough.
At this time, Mr. Zhang, who came to buy snacks, happened to catch a glimpse of the invitation and his eyes widened in surprise: "Guifang, this is an incredible opportunity!
The shops that can participate in this exhibition are all well-known and established..."
"Come on! What's the old shop? My Guifangzhai is in perfect condition. It's less than a year old, and they've already invited me. How old can it be?"
Li Guifang waved her hand nonchalantly, "My small business is so busy that I can't even afford the travel expenses!"
Uncle Zhang was speechless after hearing what Li Guifang said. As he left, he was still saying "What a pity, what a pity!"
As soon as Uncle Zhang left, Li Guifang suddenly slapped her forehead: "Oh, I almost forgot something!"
She turned to Huang Xiuying, who was wiping the counter, and lowered her voice, "Xiuying, Minghua said a few days ago that he wanted to ask Gangzi to help out at the repair shop. What did your Gangzi say?"
Huang Xiuying stopped what she was doing and a look of joy appeared on her face when she heard this: "I just heard Gangzi say that, of course he wants to go!
The child kept complaining at home that it was difficult to find a job these days, and that if he could learn some skills from Minghua, he would be blessed by his Wang family ancestors.
"Really?" Li Guifang's eyes lit up, and she put down the rolling pin. "I was worried that the guy thought the repair shop was too far away!"
"Hey!" Huang Xiuying waved her hands. "How can he have the right to complain? The factory often delays wages, and there are no orders for those temporary workers to do. It's better for them to find another way out.
Yesterday, Gangzi went to Minghua's repair shop and talked about it all night long after he came back.
Li Guifang immediately beamed, "That's right! Minghua's craftsmanship is one of the best in our area."
If Gangzi can learn even 70% or 80% of it, he will definitely be able to..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to remember something and looked out the door, "Don't mention this in front of Li Jianghai.
Otherwise, he'll definitely start rambling on about 'young people need to be adventurous' and other nonsense. I don't want to hear him bragging about how awesome his son is!
Huang Xiuying nodded in understanding, the two smiled at each other, and went back to their own work.
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The other side
When Li Jianghai finally arrived at the train station, it was packed with people and there was a long queue in front of the ticket window that stretched as far as the eye could see.
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