I can't afford LV boxes.
Director Zhou slowly stretched out five fingers.
Jiang Lin said sarcastically: "Pei Xu, why don't you go pick the mangoes quickly? Your fans are still waiting for the next wave of sales."
"Then be careful, I'll wait for you at home." Pei Xu walked calmly towards the gate of the courtyard.
"One hundred thousand!" Director Zhou closed his eyes and made the offer with great reluctance.
Jiang Lin smiled secretly in his heart and said, "Leader, don't be upset. We are spending the money of our sponsor, not your personal account."
Pei Zongli took charge of the situation on behalf of his son. He rode an electric bike with a loudspeaker and shouted in the village: "It's the weekend. Children at home should not stay indoors watching TV or playing games. Hurry up and carry bamboo baskets to the mountains to help grandparents, parents and parents pick mangoes. Elderly people at home should not be idle either. Go to the village committee to help distribute cartons. Let's unite and sell mangoes to make money."
"Sumei, I saw a few young men dragging suitcases onto a bus from afar. What are they going on this long journey for?"
Zhao Sumei passed by Aunt Song's orchard carrying a bamboo basket on her back. "The children went out on a business trip and will be back soon."
"Now we have to rely on them for all the big and small things. I was worried that they would leave with their suitcases." Aunt Song felt relieved and looked up to continue picking mangoes.
The plane slowly landed. Pei Xu immediately opened the sunshade and said worriedly, "I just had a dream. I dreamed that it was raining heavily at home and all the mangoes fell to the ground and rotted. Fans kept urging us to ship the goods and refund all the money."
Jiang Lin said sternly: "Hurry up and say 'Pooh, Pooh, Pooh!'"
"Oh." Pei Xu reacted and immediately made a "Pooh" sound, and smacked his lips lightly.
Jiang Lin stood up and held up his phone to show him: "It will be sunny in the next few days. You scared me too."
The main sponsor was a milk brand, which arranged for employees to pick them up at the terminal parking lot. The teenagers went to claim their luggage wearing the few clean clothes they had.
Xiang Chuzhe said, "I haven't been to the city for a long time. I'm not used to seeing so many people all of a sudden."
"There are a lot of people in the village." Li Xuran teased, "Why don't you have social phobia? The other day when we passed by Aunt A Ting's house, you stepped on a chair to pick kumquats at the mere invitation. You have changed!"
Xiang Chuzhe replied: "I didn't have many fans who would pick me up or send me off at the airport before, but my outfit is still very fashionable. Now I wear a white T-shirt and jeans. I think any passerby is more fashionable than me."
Pei Xu comforted him: "Look at my trouser legs, there are still oil stains that can't be washed off. It's not shameful for us to be frugal. Besides, we look good in sacks."
The terminal is brightly lit at night, and the passengers coming and going look tired, but the teenagers dare not relax at any time, as their mobile phone cameras are pointed at them.
Cheng Enyue discussed in a low voice: "How come someone is already taking pictures of us in such a short while? They don't look like fans."
Song Yifan lowered his head and said, "There are photographers following us. We stand out too much. They probably think we are internet celebrities or stars. Even if they don't know us, they still want to take a video and post it on Moments to join in the fun."
Jiang Lin was already used to big occasions, and he calmly teased Pei Xu: "I'm wearing sunglasses, call me brother, and I'll give it to you."
"Tsk! Wearing sunglasses late at night isn't that eye-catching, but now I'm the biggest eye-catcher." Pei Xu said, and continued to cover half of his face with his phone.
The teenagers arrived at the parking lot and stopped in unison.
"They are coming!" someone in the crowd shouted loudly, and their enthusiasm was instantly ignited. They crowded forward and surrounded them.
"Ah! Finally I see the real person!" The flashlight kept flashing at them.
Jiang Lin took out his sunglasses and put them on Pei Xu, then pulled him back and said calmly, "Everyone, this is the airport parking lot. There will be other passengers coming down the elevator soon. If you gather here, it will disrupt public order.
"Jiang Lin, we are your loyal fans! Can you sign an autograph for us?" The girl in the front row excitedly handed over a photo of Jiang Lin.
In an instant, they became agitated, handing over personal photos, group photos, autograph books and peripherals to the teenagers, and excitedly shouted: "Li Xuran, I like you so much, please sign for me."
"Mr. Song, I think you are handsome and cute. Please sign an autograph for me."
One girl grabbed Cheng Enyue's hand and said excitedly in disbelief: "Oh my god, I held Cheng Enyue's hand. I will definitely not wash my hands tonight."
The boys were squeezed so hard that they could hardly move. The director finally asked for help from the airport security department, and the boys were able to escape from the pursuit of the sasaeng fans.
Pei Xu sat on the sofa, still not recovered, his eyes were dazed as he said, "I escaped a disaster when I was filming in the mountains last time, but tonight I experienced the horror of illegitimate fans."
"I ordered some midnight snacks, which will be delivered soon." Jiang Lin put down his phone and looked at him with a look of distress in his eyes. "The flight is in a hurry, and I haven't eaten for a day. Don't think about anything."
Jiang Lin opened the suitcase they shared, took out Pei Xu's bag of clothes and placed it on the bed, and said softly, "Take a shower first. I'll go talk to the brothers."
Li Xuran was scrolling through the latest videos while helplessly saying, "This group of illegitimate fans is really terrifying. They were able to find our flight information so quickly and block us when we were on a business trip."
The night view outside the window was quiet. Xiang Chuzhe glanced at the door and sat next to Li Xuran, gossiping, "Brother Xu and Brother Lin are in the same room. Do you think there will be any sparks between them?"
"Fuck! Look!" Li Xuran completely ignored what he said and showed him the latest video. The two looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.
"No way? In public, Brother Lin put sunglasses on Brother Xu and even pulled him back to protect him. What a detail!"
"I was obviously beside Brother Lin!" Xiang Chuzhe pointed at the video and complained, "This is a blatant double standard! Aren't we all brothers?"
"We're not going to get into trouble for real, are we?" Li Xuran asked weakly.
"I'll remember Brother Lin." Xiang Chuzhe said jealously.
"Chu Zhe, Xu Ran." Jiang Lin knocked on the door and called out, startling the two.
Xiang Chuzhe was frightened and shivered. He touched his chest and went to open the door with a guilty conscience.
"I ordered some midnight snacks. Let's eat in my room later." Jiang Lin sat leisurely on the sofa. Li Xuran and Xiang Chuzhe looked at each other tacitly.
Li Xuran showed him the video and said, "Brother Lin, Chuzhe just complained to me that you didn't protect him."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xiang Chuzhe kicked Li Xuran lightly with resentment and warned him with his eyes not to say anything more.
Jiang Lin stuttered as he explained: "This... this is because... because."
Li Xuran tried hard to hold back his laughter, looking like he was just eating melons and saying, "Let's see what you can say."
"Because Pei Xu is an amateur, it is not appropriate to expose her too much."
Jiang Lin stood up and went out, saying, "I'll go call Mr. Song and Brother Yue."
As soon as the door was locked, hearty laughter rang out in the room, and the two said in unison: "This is a case of trying to cover up one's own guilt."
The steam from the bathroom blurred the frosted glass door. Pei Xu put on his clothes and came out. Jiang Lin brought his brothers in for a midnight snack.
Pei Xu cleaned up the remaining food on the table, stopped Jiang Lin who was about to start, and said, "I'll do it. Go take a shower. You have to get up early tomorrow morning to do your makeup."
Jiang Lin picked up his pajamas and explained nonchalantly, "The takeaway hasn't arrived yet, so I washed it in Brother Yue's room."
For two consecutive days, Jiang Lin used the excuse of going out and taking a shower while Pei Xu was taking a shower. On the afternoon of the return trip from the activity, Pei Xu asked the room manager for a handbag in the lobby on the first floor.
"Pei Xu, what are you doing?" Jiang Lin asked with a little confusion.
The clean clothes were put into the handbag, and Pei Xu said sarcastically: "I can't afford the LV suitcase."
The village committee of Peijia Village was in chaos, with mangoes, cartons, foam bags, and electronic scales scattered around.
Aunt Song shouted, "Move the mangoes you weighed aside. We also need to weigh them."
Aunt Xu counted the boxes, and the more she counted, the more confused they became. She shouted, "The boxes are all the same, I can't tell whose they are!"
Pei Zongli shouted while counting: "Don't be anxious, take turns one by one."
Zhao Sumei helped check the quality. She picked out a few peeled mangoes in the basket and said, "Hayuan, these fruits cannot be considered first-class fruits. The customer received them and will file a complaint and ask for compensation."
"Oh, I was so busy that my mind was not very sharp and I forgot to pick it out."
Liu Shilu sat on a straw mat, sorting mangoes and packing them into boxes. A layer of plastic film was spread in the living room, and the big green mangoes were piled up into a small hill.
Liu Yingying and Liu Qiaoqiao carried a bamboo basket of mangoes home and sat on the ground to rest, panting. Liu Shilu felt sorry for his daughter and said, "There's mung bean soup in the pot. Drink a bowl of it before you go to work."
Liu quietly picked up two empty mineral water bottles and filled them with mung bean water, and said considerately: "Brother is still picking mangoes on the mountain trees, I'll give them to him first."
On the return flight, Pei Xu turned away with his eye mask on and said nothing. Jiang Lin didn't understand why and thought to himself, "How did I offend him? He got angry with me for no reason."
The villagers were busy preparing orders, and the village party secretary was overwhelmed and the situation was in chaos.
Wang Zhou hung up the phone with a frown on his face and said anxiously, "I'm still on the plane. It will be ten o'clock in the evening when I get home. Will I still have time to ship the goods?"
Liu Huabao's face was stained with dirt. He carefully checked each box of mangoes and praised with satisfaction: "Dad, the fruits you selected are all first-class fruits. According to the delivery standards of my brothers, our family is definitely a benchmark!"
"Have your brother and his friends come back?"
"Not yet." Liu Huabao said, "Yingying, quietly, help dad mix the chicken feed. I'll go to the village committee first, and then come back to feed the chickens."
Liu Huabao took the loudspeaker and said, "Everyone put the packed mangoes aside. I will be responsible for checking the weight and quality again and registering them. When the logistics truck arrives, we can load them immediately."
Liu He and his colleagues arrived at the scene in a tricycle carrying more than 20 boxes of mangoes from their own farm to assist Liu Huabao. Gradually, the messy scene was being worked on in an orderly manner.
Aunt Eighteen praised: "Luckily our village has Xiaobao. If it weren't for him, our village might not be able to catch up with such a good thing."
"That's right! The current purchase price of mangoes is one dollar. Our net profit for a box of 10 kilograms of mangoes is more than 10 dollars on average. I wouldn't dare to dream of such a good thing."
"I heard that after we sell this crop, we can sell another one. Then we won't have to worry about mangoes this year!"
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