After dinner, Wang Ping'an got a mobile phone from the female secretary, a black Huawei phone with a pretty appearance and a Porsche English logo.

A mobile phone is similar to the Porsche Cayenne logo I saw in the morning. There are three cameras behind it, which is obviously not a serious phone.

But it was hard to let go of the kindness. The female secretary insisted on giving it to him and even helped him get a good number in the mobile business hall. It was a one-stop service, which made Wang Ping'an feel the sincerity and enthusiasm of the Huaguoshan chain company.

"My name is Xu Qing. My mobile phone number is already inside. If you have any questions, you can call me at any time."

The female secretary is very beautiful and has a good personality. Seeing that Wang Ping'an had never played with his mobile phone, he even had the patience to teach him step by step.

If it weren't for the boss Sun Zizai who stood at the door of the mobile business hall and "coughed" so that her lungs were out, she even had the patience to teach Wang Ping'an to use WeChat, take photos, and post them on WeChat Moments.

"Thank you, my name is Wang Ping'an. I'm very happy to know you." Wang Ping'an shook hands with her, feeling that the quality of the people in the city is really high, the beautiful lady knows a lot, and has a gentle personality.

Boss Sun finally couldn't help it and went in and urged: "Secretary Xu, we have to go to Wangjing Village to pick watermelons in the afternoon. The vehicles and workers have all arranged the arrangements, and we are waiting for us. You and I have the same car, and Boss Wang will drive the motorcycle back with three wheels."

"I understand, boss, I just finished my meal and took a short rest without delaying it. Besides, I am not idle, helping important customers learn to use communication tools, and haven't asked you for overtime pay."

Xu Qing seemed beautiful and gentle, and she was not forgiving her mouth, nor was she afraid of Boss Sun. She was holding a gun and a stick, so she made him speechless.

"..." My friend's daughter couldn't afford to offend her or provoke her. When she was in a mess, she agreed to her friend and let her be her secretary.

I was not willing to replace this Huawei Porsche limited edition mobile phone. She was so generous and gave it to Wang Ping'an in the name of the company.

Looking at Wang Ping'an, who was so handsome that he shined in a naive smile, he looked at his bald head and big pie face from the reflective glass, as if he understood something.

It was still Wang Ping'an who felt that the time was almost over, so he took the initiative to say goodbye and left. Secretary Xu Qing then changed into a gentle smile and said that everyone would meet in the melon field in a while.

This mobile business hall is right next to the Chengbei Farmers' Market. You can reach the place where the motorcycle tricycle is parked in a few steps.

It was afternoon now, the sun was shining, and there were few pedestrians on the street. There were a long row of watermelon stalls, and no customer was coming.

The Shifeng tricycle in Laiwang was parked next to the entrance of the farmers' market. There were still many watermelons on the car. After a morning, it seemed that his watermelons had not sold much.

"Seibao, you are so lucky. Someone is rushing to get the mutated watermelon you grow. My car of watermelon has a discount of one dollar per pound, but no one cares about it."

Lai Wang's eyes showed deep envy. Maybe it was too hot and he was a little dejected.

"Don't be discouraged. Look at the many people around you, it's not that you can't sell it yourself, but that everyone can't sell it." Wang Ping'an comforted.

"Uh...and what?" Lai Wang was confused by his half of the words.

"Then... you continue selling, I'll go back first." As he said that, Wang Ping'an patted his shoulder and turned around and left.

"..." Lai Wang was so aggrieved that he curled his lips, but then he thought, what was he calculating about with a fool?

When Wang Ping'an drove away on a motorcycle, Lai Wang remembered that when picking watermelons in the morning, he reminded himself that picking less watermelons would become more and more difficult to sell.

At that time, he and his father secretly made fun of him and secretly said that he was a fool who knew what he knew.

Now he actually said it was a fool. He is so lucky. He is so lucky.

When I was free, Laiwang kept thinking about how to grow mutant watermelons.

The two families have the same variety of watermelons, and the ground is next to each other, and the water used for irrigation also comes from the same pond.

The final taste is ten times the price difference between the sky and the ground, which is really unacceptable.

This morning, in order to inquire about some of Wang Ping'an's deeds, Boss Lu actually threw two bags of Dazhong Jiu for himself, and said that if his watermelon also mutated, it would be purchased at the same price.

But he secretly opened a few watermelons, all with the ordinary watermelon taste and no outstanding taste.

Even if you really encounter a super delicious food with a rich fragrance of plants, you will be picking the wrong watermelon from Wang Ping'an's house.

While Wang Ping'an was still halfway, the truck of the Huaguoshan chain store had arrived. Ten picking workers were wearing the unified work clothes of the chain store, which was very eye-catching.

Boss Sun and Secretary Xu were also on the scene, not in a hurry to pick watermelons, but enjoyed the surrounding landscapes. They occasionally joked and prepared to pick them when Wang Ping'an came back.

There was a reason for their waiting. When the villagers around saw these staff standing at the ground of Wang Ping'an's house, they seemed to be picking watermelons. Someone immediately ran to shout Wang Degui and told him that someone might want to steal watermelons from your house.

Wang Degui took a day off today and specially dealt with the wild boar at home. He just came to several drug dealers who collected medicine. He was very generous. He bought forty kilograms of hind legs and did not bargain, so he directly gave him two thousand yuan.

This made him so happy. It was even higher than the price of wild boar meat sold by hunters in the town.

Before the wild boar was treated, it was about 180 kilograms. After asking the pig slayer in the village to deal with it, it got more than 120 kilograms of meat.

Now that I only sell one-third of the money, I get two thousand yuan. Wouldn’t the remaining meat be sold for four thousand yuan?

A wild boar earned 6,000 yuan for his family. This is the rhythm of getting rich. He thought to himself that he would have to let Erbao watch the watermelon tonight.

Wang Degui was just happy, but when he heard the news that someone was going to steal the melon, he was immediately angry, picked up a machete, and ran north.

"Where, who stole my watermelon? Is there any other way to the king in this broad daylight?"

Wang Degui was so tired that he ran to the northern sweet potato field in one breath. Sure enough, he saw a group of strange people with the logo of "Huaguoshan" printed on his clothes.

There are many people watching the fun in the village, and Wang Degui is more confident. He is all men from the same village. Even if he is not in private, he is still very united when dealing with outsiders.

"Don't worry, brother, no one stole your watermelon. Wang Ping'an is your son, right? I have signed a contract with him to buy your watermelon at a price of ten yuan per catty. We are responsible for picking and transporting it. You just need to collect the money."

Sun Zizai smiled and took out the contract, which contained Wang Ping'an's signature and handprints. Because Wang Ping'an's handwriting was too ugly and very distinctive, ordinary people could not imitate it.

When Wang Degui heard this, his heart was beating wildly. His stupid son actually made a big deal quietly?
Chapter completed!