Zhang Kun's face was stunned, and then his expression turned slightly bitter.

The driver behind Zhang Kun was also stunned. With the slightly tempered, he immediately looked at the man who stood up angrily.

"You are really a person, do you have a conscience? This is a disaster relief thing. Moreover, it is not that you don't pay any money. If it is less, you will only be owed a few days in credit. Just come and give it to you after the disaster relief. Isn't it okay?"

Faced with the driver's questioning as if conscientious, everyone in the Non-Store Food City still smiled and did not refute.

At this time, the driver who kept asking Zhang Kun to call his elder brother also stood up: "Everyone, we are really in a hurry and can't calculate the payment for these goods in detail. If everyone thinks that the money is not enough, then we can add a little more. As for the small amount, we really have no choice but to settle the bill next time we come."

After saying that, the uncle driver took out three thousand dollars from his pocket. It was exactly the three thousand that Zhang Kun had paid in advance before and threw it into the cash box. After throwing it away, the driver shook his head and sighed: "I haven't done much good things in my life. I'll be considered free today."

When the drivers behind him saw this, several of them moved, took out the three thousand advance payment he had received before, and were preparing to learn to throw it into the money box.

Seeing the actions of the few people, Zhang Kun felt aroused, but he did not stop him. He just secretly remembered in his heart that after the disaster relief, he would definitely make up for the money.

However, the man who stood out in the non-staple food city shook his head, walked to the cash box and leaned over and took out forty stacks of old people's heads from the cash box, then placed the remaining money neatly and picked up the cash box.

Looking at Zhang Kun and the nineteen drivers, the man said with a serious expression: "The rules of our non-staple food city are that large-scale businesses are always in stock and will never be owed. The 400,000 yuan, plus the 60,000 deposit you gave before, is even the payment for all the goods this time."

"Just as the brother said before, everyone is in a hurry and races against time, so we can't calculate the detailed payment."

"But I can guarantee you with my conscience that our food city has not made a penny in this batch of goods. If there is a lie, it will be struck by lightning."

After saying that, the man looked at his driver seriously and looked at him angrily: "We are all businessmen. Although we all say that there is no businessman, businessmen also have consciences. Maybe we cannot go to the front line of Xin'an earthquake like you, but we also hope to do our best to help the people in the disaster area."

"As for the remaining money, please take it back. You may have other uses." As he said that, the man looked serious and put his hands in front of Zhang Kun with a cash box of about 100,000 yuan.

Zhang Kun looked at the money box he handed over, then looked at the man, and all the staff from the non-staple food city opposite.

Everyone who was looked at by Zhang Kun chuckled and nodded and smiled at Zhang Kun. Obviously they knew about this matter, and perhaps this matter was the result of their discussion.

Zhang Kun took a deep breath, then took the money box and bowed ninety degrees to the staff of the side food city. Now Zhang Kun has no idea what to say, but Zhang Kun believes that he will never forget today, and now, only bowing can represent his wishes.

"Okay, our business has been negotiated, and we have one thing to ask you next!"

The man standing in front of Zhang Kun waved to the distance, and saw a van and a minivan slowly driving over.

The man walked to the truck and opened the door, and there were boxes of neatly arranged food: "The things just now were our business dealings, and these are our side food city's little thoughts for the Xin'an disaster area!"

As he said that, the driver of the van and minivan also jumped out of the driver's seat.

The man walked over and patted the two young men and looked at Zhang Kun: "These two guys are the best driving in our side food city. Let them go with you."

However, looking at the two of them, Zhang Kun pondered for a while but shook his head: "No, Xin'an just had an earthquake, and it is not possible to confirm whether the earthquake has completely passed. It may be very dangerous."

"Then why do you want to go?"

A very simple rhetorical question made Zhang Kun stunned, and he was so dazed that he could not say anything to refute.

At the same time, one of the young drivers curled his lips: "You can go, why can't we go? At worst, you go yours, we go ours."

Listening to the slightly rushing words, Zhang Kun looked at him deeply, pondered for a while, then sighed silently, turned around and looked at the drivers behind him, and raised his hands: "Everyone get in the car!"

"Hey, I got it!"

"Get on the bus..."

All nineteen drivers ran back to their driver's seat quickly, and Zhang Kun also rushed into the passenger seat of the first car with a fierce look on his face, and then closed the door with a snap.

Zhang Kun poked his head out of the car window and shouted at the long convoy behind him: "Everyone knows where we are going!"

"I know, go to Xin'an!"

"Yes, let's go to Xin'an, what are we doing there?" Zhang Kun yelled again.

"Go to rescue the disaster!"

"Yes, disaster relief, disaster relief is like putting out fires. The time is robbing. Everyone knows what to do!"

"At the fastest speed!"

"That's right, the fastest speed, what else to say, rush, target Xin'an, let's set off!"

Suddenly, all nineteen cars ignited.

At this time, Zhang Kun looked at the two young drivers, looked at them deeply, and finally nodded: "If you can keep up, let's go together!"

At the same time, the driver with a fierce look on his face in the driver's seat also poked his head out and smiled: "Haha, the driver with the best skills in the side food city? Let me see how good the level is!"

After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator hard and the truck rushed out like a flying one.

Then eighteen trucks started almost at the same time, and the vast convoy began to officially set off.

"Hey, how about it? Then let's compete." With a big laugh, the two drivers of the Fang Food City watched the convoy set off and dared not stop. They immediately ran back to their car as if they were flying, then started the fire, and chased the convoy with a loud bang.
Chapter completed!