Who is it?
"I'll open the door!"
"Are you crazy, knocking on a widow's door at night!" He Yanli scolded.
"What, you're not interested now? Don't you know what kind of person Lu Feng is? Is he better than me? Besides, he has a wife." Wu Hongyu was very unhappy.
"None of your business! I can like whoever I want, I'm not your wife!" He Yanli was so angry she couldn't sleep. All the capable men in the world didn't even look at her, she was just a useless piece of trash who came knocking on her door every night.
The two had a fight and parted on bad terms.
At 5:30 a.m., as dawn broke, Lu Feng yawned and saw off the last truck. Looking at the ledger in his hand, he felt an indescribable joy.
Fourteen truckloads of fruit were shipped out in one night, with a net profit of over four thousand yuan. Several more truckloads of fruit will arrive soon. With more workers during the day, the efficiency should be about the same.
A profit of eight thousand yuan per day!
After making his calculations, Lu Feng took a deep breath and smiled. In just one month, with 300,000 yuan in cash in hand, he would accept any offer from that damned "President Ren"!
"Brother Feng!" Big Head jumped off the bicycle and called out.
"They're here. Here's the ledger. A few truckloads of fruit are coming soon. Settle their bills. Starting today, we won't be buying on credit anymore, understand?" Lu Feng instructed.
"Okay, Feng-ge, you should go back to sleep now."
Lu Feng gave some more instructions and prepared to go back, only to realize that he had to walk back. He turned around and said, "Da Tou, if you have time, go buy a motorcycle. Use the money in the account, and we'll have a way to get around. When we make a fortune, we'll drive a Mercedes-Benz."
Big Head grinned and nodded excitedly. For ordinary people nowadays, riding a motorcycle is considered a sign of success.
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