The days when I sold coal in the coal mine

Chapter 87

"Boss Kong, I'm sorry, I was wandering around the coal yard just now, but I didn't hear the phone ringing, what's the matter!" Zhang Xiaobei called back and said very politely.

Pretend, pretend to be like that.

You must pretend, pretending that you didn't see the text message.

This kind of thing is too explicit to be interesting.

"Oh, Zhang Chu, hello, hello, I was looking forward to the stars and the moon, and I finally got your call. I have nothing else to do. I just want to meet and chat with you." Although Mr. Kong Young, but it is estimated that he has not played around in the business field for a day, and everything is done clearly.

Let's talk, let's talk about Maoer, don't talk about money, see if I can talk to you.

"I've been really busy these few days. You know, I've just started this job, and I haven't figured out a lot of messy things. I'm afraid I don't have much time for a while." Rejected again, tried again.

"Come on, Zhang Chu, I really encountered a problem this time. You can't solve it. Otherwise, I, Xiao Kong, will have a lot of face and disturb your clean life." I was a little anxious when I said this.

"Well, I'm going home today. I don't even have a change of clothes at the mine every day. I'll go back to get clothes for two days. We can meet up by the way, okay?" Well, I learned from Mr. Jin, OK!

It means, this is not bad, you are a new customer of Xiao, I can just meet you once, don't expect any great opportunities.

But I also gave you the opportunity, it depends on how you grasp it.

"Okay, okay, Beihai International Trade Hotel, I'll wait for you." After speaking, he was polite again.

Zhang Xiaobei understood that this was a client without a backstage, and he could control it in his own hands.But in order to pretend to be busy, I will definitely be late at night.

But after a while, there was another message on Zhang Xiaobei's mobile phone: "Zhang Chu, hello. In the evening, Beihai International Trade Hotel, V666, 7:[-] pm, I look forward to your visit."

I rely on it, it's quite high.It’s also used for Nima Dajia’s visit, but it’s a bit too much, but Zhang Xiaobei has a lot of ways to get acquainted with you all at once.

But this kind of text message, Zhang Xiaobei deleted it after reading it, why?Do you want to keep it for someone to see?

At 6 o'clock in the evening, just as it was getting dark, Zhang Xiaobei set off from the coal mine and rushed to the city.

Of course, he is still a driver of a black car, Zhang Xiaobei has not yet learned to drive, there is no way, he is really not interested.

Along the way, I kept telling the driver to drive slowly, and it was enough to arrive at 7:[-].

The driver smiled and shook his head. Others rent a car faster, so please slow down.

Finally, it was 7:[-], and Zhang Xiaobei's cell phone didn't ring. It seemed that Kong was always waiting for him. Yes, this person is worth handing over.

As soon as he entered Room 666, Mr. Kong stood up all of a sudden: "Oh, Zhang Chu, I finally waited for you." The expression on his face was extremely excited, this is true.

"What's the matter, making such a big battle?" Zhang Xiaobei asked with a smile, and sat down on the sofa instead of at the dining table.

A bottle of red wine was already opened on the dining table, and two cold dishes were served.

"You Zhang Chu can come tonight, it doesn't matter how old you are." Mr. Kong said happily, and this excitement made Yu Sheng talk out.

But then he was taken aback: "How can I speak my native dialect?"

"I listen to my hometown dialect, and it's exciting to listen to. Tell me, what's the matter with football." Come on, I have dealt with the people from Henan Province at Taihang Station a lot, and Zhang Xiaobei's Henan dialect is also very authentic. .

But a "what's the matter with football" sounds natural and pleasing to the ear, and the relationship is drawn closer at once.

"Sit, let's sit, eat and talk." When Mr. Kong heard Zhang Xiaobei's words, he was a smart person, could he not understand?
"Go and ask. The food here is as expensive as a beg. Don't you order the hot dishes? Let's pack the cold dishes and take the red wine away when you order. Check out and I'll take you to eat something delicious." These two cold dishes and a bottle of red wine, can you get them without a thousand bucks?
Try it!

Oh, and two more hot dishes will be added in a while, and it will be hundreds of dollars, crazy?
Since the two of them have plans to make money together, they don't want to be poor, and they can do whatever they want.

Turning left and right, Zhang Xiaobei dragged the man surnamed Kong to the door of a noodle restaurant.

"Just this place, let's go." After Zhang Xiaobei finished speaking, he went in first, without ambiguity at all.

But Mr. Kong understood in his heart at this moment, here, I am afraid that one bowl of noodles per person will cost 16 yuan.

Don't underestimate the 16 yuan, this is the "highest salary".

That leader didn't put on airs, hold a plate, and act like a wolf with a big tail. Once you get to the point where you can eat a bowl of noodles casually, come on, you are on your own, and you will definitely not be seen.

It's not what the highest treatment is.

I know it well, there will be no more nonsense next.

The two found a small table against the wall and sat down. Zhang Xiaobei had prepared two bowls of noodles early, and the man surnamed Kong put two cold dishes and red wine, and asked the waiter for two bowls of noodle soup. Pour red wine and drink away.

Are you bold?Are you down to earth?Are you getting closer?
Not close, not close to ghosts.

"Zhang Chu..." The person surnamed Kong, let's give him a name. Don't call the person surnamed Kong, let's call him Kong Qiang.

As soon as Kong Qiang said this, he was interrupted by Zhang Xiaobei.

"Brother Zhang." Hulu, the noodle guy, took a sip of red wine, Zhang Xiaobei's nose was sweating slightly, and said.

"Brother Zhang, let me tell you clearly. I signed a contract with a downstream customer. I want three columns of coal from you this month, but I don't know how nervous I am until I get here..." Kong Qiang said again Halfway through, it was interrupted by Zhang Xiaobei.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, just tell me how much you need and how much you can pay." Zhang Xiaobei said without raising his eyelids.

Kong Qiang was taken aback, and immediately said: "I want 3 trains, less than 1 tons of goods. I am talking about 80 per ton of profit. I will give you a commission based on 4000 tons per train. It is [-]/[-]. Do you want to do it!"

Grass, you simply, I'm quick, this is the fucking business, everything else is nonsense.

"Okay, one column is 16 yuan, and the third column is 48 yuan. After throwing away some expenses that need to be shared, this job is almost done. After dinner, send me the receiving unit and the destination station. I will wait for the news tomorrow. "The words are here, the meal is over, and the words are over.

Grabbing two pieces of toilet paper, Zhang Xiaobei stood up: "I'm going first, brother, you eat slowly. I go home and change my clothes and I have to go to the mine, and I have to load the train at night!"

As for loading the train, it’s almost the same as loading your big head B, and it’s almost the same when you go home to accompany you to take the little wife.

Confused, Kong Qiang is confused, and that's it?Just send a message and wait for the message?
Niu, Niu B, what a f*cking Niu B.

(End of this chapter)