When Mr. He heard what Zhang Wei said, he immediately turned down his face and said angrily: "Zhang Wei, it's not your turn to judge what kind of person I am."

"Hehe..." Gao Meng answered with a smile: "Yes, Zhang Wei, don't you think about your identity?"

"Hmph! Identity?" Zhang Wei looked at Gao Meng coldly: "Does your Gao Meng status have a higher status than mine? Aren't you just a salesperson?"

Although Zhang Wei was speaking righteously at this time, it was just the momentum that he forced himself on. In the past, he did feel that he was inferior to others in front of Gao Meng, who was a salesperson for a foreign company, regardless of academic qualifications,

Both his income and working ability are much higher than that of Zhang Wei.

Gao Meng raised his chin and smiled contemptuously at Zhang Wei: "Yes, we are all sales, and I am not much higher than you, but I can get orders that Zhang Wei can't get."

"You..." Zhang Wei glared at Gao Meng, suppressing it and not bursting out: "Okay, Brother Meng, you are so shameless to steal my order, I, Zhang Wei, have nothing to say, because I, Zhang Wei, am so special

You still have a bit of face, but that doesn’t mean you’re any better than me! If you have the ability, why don’t you just go and take back the Xinghai CCP project? If you have the ability, just tell Feng Tao not to order HD.

Goods, are you ordering your AC goods? If you are really capable, just go to the South District and get Wang Wenzhi, and don’t come to harm me, okay?”

After Zhang Wei finished speaking, Gao Meng's face had turned black into pig liver.

Before Gao Meng could speak, Mr. He became angry first, pointed at the door of the office and said: "Zhang Wei, my office is not a place for you to act up. Get out of here."

"Mr. He, we have been cooperating for almost three years. I, Zhang Wei, have been helping you a lot. You actually asked me to go out today... OK, your last name is He is really interesting. I, Zhang Wei, was blind before.

Eye."

After saying that, Zhang Wei's cold eyes swept across the three people in the office, and finally rested on Zhang Wen.

Zhang Wen was sitting quietly on the sofa watching a show as if nothing had happened. When he saw Zhang Wei looking at him, he smiled slightly at Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei said to Zhang Wen: "What I experienced today may be what you will experience tomorrow. In their eyes, you are just a fool like me."

Zhang Wen shook his head: "I am different from you. I am willing to be used as a gun, but you are the target of the gun."

"Zhang Wei, you talk so much nonsense. Didn't you hear that Mr. He asked you to leave?" Gao Meng saw that Zhang Wei was trying to put a wedge between him and Zhang Wen, so he immediately started to chase people away.

Zhang Wei chuckled at Gao Meng: "Since Mr. He no longer welcomes me here, I, Zhang Wei, will not stay shamelessly and stay away... I'm leaving, you guys chat slowly, bye!"

After saying that, Zhang Wei pretended to be cool and waved to the three of them, turned around and left Mr. He's office.

Zhang Wei left Lu Rui's company and walked back to the hotel. After closing the door, he lit a cigarette, but only took one puff. Then he watched with dull eyes as the cigarette burned the filter bit by bit...until his fingers.

There was a burning sensation. Zhang Wei habitually shook off the cigarette butt, raised his left and right hands and looked at the burn marks on his fingers. Zhang Wei smiled bitterly and took a deep breath, but he still felt sour in his heart.

I couldn't hold it down at all.

Zhang Wei bit his lower lip, stood up, turned on the TV, and turned the volume to the maximum. Then he took off his clothes, threw himself on the bed, and walked into the bathroom barefoot.

The sound of running water sounded, and Zhang Wei stood quietly under the shower, closing his eyes and tilting his head slightly, letting the water wash over his face.

The shoulders were shaking slightly, and as soon as the tears flowed out of the corners of the eyes, they disappeared into the water...

I don’t know how much time passed, but suddenly loud laughter came from the bathroom. Then, the laughter suddenly turned into a shrill roar. Even if the TV volume was turned to the maximum, it could not cover up the roar.

"Hahaha...ahhh..." Zhang Wei stood under the shower, roared and kicked the bathroom wall, and finally squatted down weakly, covered his head in the shower and started to suffer...

At night, Zhang Wei lay naked on the bed like a dead pig. From time to time, "Beep" sounds came from his mobile phone, but Zhang Wei seemed to be deaf, didn't react at all, and still stared expressionlessly.

ceiling.

After a long time, Zhang Wei's phone rang, and the music "I Got a Cold in That Corner" rang over and over again...

Finally, Zhang Wei responded, took a deep breath, sat up, and took out his cell phone from the pocket of his clothes left on the bed.

"Zhang Wei, why didn't you reply to WeChat or answer the phone? I thought something happened to you..." As soon as the call was connected, Lao Hu's anxious voice came out.

Zhang Wei held up the phone and didn't speak for a long time. He didn't know how to tell Lao Hu that the order for the Sulu Transportation Project was gone...

"Hey, hey, Zhang Wei, what's wrong with you? Why don't you speak?" Lao Hu's voice on the phone became even more anxious.

"Brother Hu, I'm sorry..." The order was gone, and the person he felt most sorry for was Lao Hu.

"Zhang Wei, why do you apologize? Did something happen...Did something go wrong with the Sulu project?" Lao Hu was sensitively aware of something.

Zhang Wei didn't expect that Lao Hu would guess it right away, so he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Hu, how did you know?"

"How do I know? You're like this, you're just opening your mouth to apologize to me, how can I not guess it?"

"Brother Hu, Lu Rui Company gave the order to Zhang Wen today. I'm going to go back to the company tomorrow and try my best to help you return the goods..." Zhang Wei sighed in his heart. It is estimated that this news will be spread soon.

Xu Keng knew about it and wanted to help Lao Hu return the goods... It was difficult!

"I said to you, kid, how big of a deal is this, and you want to give up again?"

Zhang Wei smiled bitterly and explained: "Brother Hu, it's not that I want to give up, but it's no longer interesting to stay in Jinan... The manufacturer Gao Meng came to grab the order in person, and I have no chance at all."

"Hehe..." Old Hu's laughter came from the phone, "Calm down, who said there is no chance? Brother Hu, I had expected that there would be problems with your project, so I asked you to keep an eye on it..." Old Hu

Hu said in a gentle tone: "You can stay in Jinan for a few more days with peace of mind. I guarantee that this order will not be lost. Brother Hu, I have enough tricks to get this project back."

Zhang Wei's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly: "Brother Hu, what can you do?"

Lao Hu started to talk: "You'll find out if you wait. By the way, if you have nothing to do these days, go out for a walk, and remember to buy a few kilograms of Longshan millet for me."

Zhang Wei asked in confusion: "Millet? Brother Hu, did I hear you right? It's the kind of millet used to make porridge?"

Lao Hu on the other end of the phone said affirmatively: "That's right, bring more for me, remember to have authentic Longshan millet..."

After chatting for a few more words, Lao Hu hung up the phone, but never told Zhang Wei what he could do. However, he repeatedly told Zhang Wei that he must buy authentic Longshan millet.

After finishing the call with Lao Hu, Zhang Wei turned on the computer and started researching Longshan millet. After all, Lao Hu repeatedly told him on the phone that he must buy the most authentic Longshan millet, so Zhang Wei did not dare to neglect.

In fact, Zhang Wei doesn't care about this very much. Why can't I buy millet? He, Zhang Wei, grew up drinking millet porridge and didn't think there was anything rare about millet.

You don’t know if you don’t do research. After reading the information on the Internet, Zhang Wei felt that this matter was not as easy as he thought.

No wonder Lao Hu told him to buy authentic rice. This Longshan millet is actually one of the four famous rice in the country. It is the first of the three delicacies of Longshan and is called Longmi. In the past, it was a tribute rice given to the emperor.

Zhang Wei checked the price on the Internet, tsk tsk... Regardless of whether it is true or false, the price of nearly 20 yuan per catty is damn expensive than pork.

Being entrusted by others is a matter of loyalty. Zhang Wei went to Zhangqiu early the next morning, but what made Zhang Wei depressed was that the Longshan Subdistrict Office in Zhangqiu had built a thousand-acre Longshan millet planting base.

But it was already past the autumn harvest, and by the time Zhang Wei went to ask, they had already sold out.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but think of the rumors about Hangzhou Longjing. It is said that the most authentic Longjing tea can only be regarded as produced by the oldest tea trees on Longjing Mountain before Qingming. Even tea trees grafted from old trees can only be regarded as authentic.

"Second-class goods", so the most authentic Mingqian Longjing tea has been booked out even before the leaves have grown.

Zhang Wei estimates that the authentic Longshan millet is almost the same.

The yield of millet is only 700 to 800 kilograms per mu, and the output of 1,000 acres of land is only 300 to 400 tons a year. Is it a lot? The permanent population of Shandong is more than 100 million, and even ten grams of it is spread on each person's head.

No, this damn thing can't even cook a pot of porridge. Do you think it's too much?

Like a headless fly, Zhang Wei spent the whole day shopping in Zhangqiu, including food markets, shopping malls, roadside shops, etc. He visited all these places where he could buy millet.

There was millet, but it was only millet that cost a few yuan per catty. No matter how stupid Zhang Wei was, he understood that the authentic Longshan millet that Lao Hu said was definitely not the millet that cost a few yuan per catty.

Is that all? Or just buy some?

As soon as Zhang Wei thought of Lao Hu's repeated warnings, he immediately gave up the idea.

Lao Hu is not a gourmet, and he is not sophisticated enough to eat tribute rice, so there is only one other possibility - giving gifts.

Lao Hu is a businessman, and there are only two things businessmen do most, selling things and building relationships. Thinking about it this way, Zhang Wei probably understood the purpose of Lao Hu asking him to buy Longshan millet.

Zhang Wei simply didn't go back to Jinan tonight. He planned to stay in Zhangqiu for one night and look around tomorrow to try his best to help Lao Hu settle this matter because he didn't want to betray Lao Hu's trust.

That's right, it's trust.

In Zhang Wei's view, it was precisely because Lao Hu trusted him that he was allowed to do such an important thing. If Zhang Wei bought some millet casually and fooled Lao Hu, let's not say whether it would ruin Lao Hu's business.

, even if he can’t get past his conscience...if he really does that, is Zhang Wei still a thing?

After thinking about it for a night, Zhang Wei didn't go to places like food markets or shopping malls the next day. Instead, he went to a local hotel to ask.

Huangtian paid off, and with the help of an eco-resort owner, Zhang Wei finally spent 3,000 yuan to buy 20 pounds of Longshan millet from an 80-year-old local farmer.

This millet is grown by the old farmers in their own fields. Although it is not grown in the thousand acres of land owned by the street office, they all use the same seeds.

The old farmer originally wanted to sell nothing, but in the end after Zhang Wei's hard work and Zhang Wei's exorbitant price, he helped him pack twenty kilograms in cloth bags.

Zhang Wei was still uneasy and insisted on the old farmer cooking a pot of porridge for him. After drinking three bowls of golden porridge, Zhang Wei was not sure whether this was the real Longshan millet, but he was sure that it was definitely the best millet.

, because the porridge made from ordinary millet will not have a thick layer of rice essence.

Zhang Wei originally wanted to buy more, but the old farmer refused to sell it at all. He said that he had been drinking porridge all his life. If it was all sold to Zhang Wei, what would he drink?

After coming out of the old farmer's house, Zhang Wei first took a few photos and sent them to Lao Hu. Then he called Lao Hu and told him about the millet. He also explained that it was unpackaged loose rice and that he was going to return to Jinan.

Then find a place to repackage it.

Unexpectedly, Lao Hu immediately scolded him after hearing this. He also said that Zhang Wei was superfluous. He only used cloth bags from the countryside to show his intention. Once you change the packaging, the intention will be gone. He also said that he originally

I was planning to ask Ruan Xiaoling to go to the countryside to get a rice bag, which would save me the trouble.

Zhang Wei hung up the phone and stared at the cloth bag containing millet, scratching his head and thinking for a long time. He didn't understand how this could show his affection. But since Lao Hu wouldn't let him change it, he could only do what Lao Hu said.

Already.

Afterwards, Zhang Wei returned to Jinan and stayed for another two days, but Lao Hu seemed to have forgotten about Zhang Wei and never gave him any news.

On Friday, Zhang Wei felt that there was no point in staying any longer, so he was about to call and talk to Lao Hu. Just as he was organizing the words in his mind, his phone rang.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw that the call was from Mr. Lu Ruihe.

He was a little confused. Mr. He had already turned against Zhang Wei and placed the order for the Sulu project to Zhang Wen in front of him. According to normal logic, the two of them would definitely be inseparable from now on.

However, it has only been a few days, and Old Man He called me. This is very abnormal...

Zhang Wei would never think that old man He would find out with his conscience and come to him to apologize to Zhang Wei. To use a popular saying on the Internet, this bad old man is very bad!

Thinking like this, although Zhang Wei was very curious, he did not answer the call. Instead, he found Lao Hu's phone number from the address book and dialed it using the hotel's landline.

When the call was connected and Zhang Weigang revealed his identity, Lao Hu burst out laughing.

"Zhang Wei, has He been harassing you so much that you don't even dare to call me on your mobile phone?"
Chapter completed!