Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 771 Anger
At Baiyang Electronics Factory, a truck parked stealthily at the back door.

"Uncle!" The young man who got out of the car was the street vendor that Little Rainbow Dash and her friends saw.

The production director came out with small steps, and quickly glanced around.

"Keep down! Xiaofeng, why did you come so early today?"

Ruan Feng chuckled, "Isn't this something easy to sell, I bought it early."

Turning sideways, Ruan Feng slapped a stack of bills in his uncle's hand, "This is the money from the previous two days."

Director Wen squeezed your thickness with a smile, "You've made a lot of money."

"I still have to rely on you." Ruan Feng glanced at the stack of cardboard boxes at the back door, "How many this time?"

Director Wen compared the numbers, Ruan Feng was overjoyed and couldn't help persuading: "We might as well make our own brand, since you all know how to make parts anyway."

Director Wen nodded to his nephew, "I'm still young, I can get the money for the parts by myself, and I have to design the packaging. In the end, the cheapest thing to sell is seventy or eighty. It's not as famous as the Caiyun brand."

"It's not as convenient as it is now, and there is no risk of falling into your hands."

Ruan Feng also thought about it, "Uncle still thinks long-term, I'm far behind, and I have to learn more from you."

"Okay, stop flattering, hurry up, and be careful not to be seen again."

As the truck left, Director Wen counted the banknotes with his fingers dipped in saliva while no one was around.

click-

There was a slight sound, Director Wen raised his head and looked up, but he didn't find anything. He felt that he was too suspicious.

After counting, I took a part out of it and put it in my pocket, and wrapped the rest in a handkerchief again, and then retracted it into the factory.

"Brother Li Kang, did you get a picture?" From behind the alley, Little Yunbao peeked out, "That person went in."

Li Kang nodded, with a rented point-and-shoot camera hanging around his neck.

They took several photos in a row just now, but fortunately, the machines in the electronics factory were all running, and the rumbling sound covered up the sound of the shutter.

"I'll take two more photos of that man selling things later, at least it can prove that Wen and his nephew broke the law."

Li Kang's heart was on fire, and the production director would laugh like a chrysanthemum every time he saw him, pouring out basket after basket of good words.

It turned out that he was hiding a knife in his smile, and stabbed him here.

"Should we call the police after taking the photos?" Little Yunbao had already finished her summer homework, and wanted to see how this matter would be handled.

Li Kang shook his head, "Director Wen is just a production director. It is impossible to hide so many people and ship out all the things. There are accomplices in the electronics factory, so we have to find out together."

Otherwise, what's the point of just pulling this little guy out to block the knife when someone abandons the car to protect the handsome man?
"I'm going to make them spit out as much as they took this time, and I'll spit up twice as much!"

Little Rainbow looked up at Li Kang, and saw a sneer on Li Kang's face, pinching the camera's lanyard as if he wanted to bring out all the people who were doing tricks in secret.

Can't help but shudder.

It's scary for cultural people to get angry, and it seems that Li Kang was also really angered this time.

Li Kang slowed down, and squeezed out a smile towards the little boss.

"Let's go to dinner first, I already have an idea about this."

Little Rainbow Dash nodded, and the two got into the car.

Taking another look at Baiyang Electronics Factory from the rearview mirror, Little Yunbao had a feeling in his heart.

Although intellectuals like Li Kang often suffer greatly because of their inexperience, they also have their own advantages.

That is to use your brain to solve problems when you encounter problems.

This time, the soft persimmon of the electronics factory may have pinched the wrong person.

(End of this chapter)