Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Accountant Feng of the fifth team smiled, envious of the third team inside and out, and kept his words tight.

He just refused to come down and buy a threshing machine.

There were also members of the fifth team who came to see the excitement. They didn't care how much a threshing machine cost, they just remembered that the team leader said that it was easy to buy a few with the money in the account.

"The accountant and the team leader have spoken, buy it!"

"Yes, buy, buy, buy! We won't be able to make it this time, and we will use this kind of high-end goods during the autumn harvest!"

"In previous years, I was worried about the grains of rice, but this year the ears of rice are so beautiful that I also worry about it! My man threshing rice every year, just for the two extra work points! There is so much rice, can't you die of exhaustion?"

"That's right, when my man rushes to harvest, his chopsticks are shaking when he comes home from work to eat and serve the bowl. The farm machinery factory invents new things, we have to support them!"

The women yelled happily, as long as it didn't take money out of their pockets, they could say anything.

They started clamoring to match up with the third team, and even the members of other teams followed suit.

Accountant Feng couldn't get off the tiger, big beads of sweat dripped down his chin and onto his clothes on his bronzed cheeks.

He raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat frequently, sneaking a glance at the smiling team leader and Song Guifa who followed and booed, cursing in his heart.

He simply untied the pipe pole from the back waist, squatted on the ground to load the shredded tobacco, lit it, and smoked with his head buried in it.

No matter how lively those people are, they hang their heads and refuse to speak.

Suddenly, his eyes fixed for a moment, and the wrinkles on his forehead stretched a lot.

Lifting his face while holding the cigarette pole, he grinned and raised his other hand to indicate that he had something to say.

Wait for everyone to calm down a little before opening their mouths.

"Captain, it's not impossible for me to buy a threshing machine, but I have one condition."

"Hey, do you still have conditions?"

The captain laughed angrily, and looked at him condescendingly with his hands behind his back, "Did you buy it for me? Negotiate terms with me? I think your brain has been kicked by a cow, right?"

Accountant Feng, as an old fritter of Hongxingqiao, is very cunning, and he doesn't plan to take over this at all.

Standing up, he took out a flat and wrinkled soft cigarette case from his pocket, opened his mouth with two yellowed fingers, and took out two cigarettes.

He handed cigarettes to the captain and Song Guifa with a flattering face.

"Oh? Qingfeng is willing to take it out?"

The team leader smiled and took it in his mouth, took out a match from his pocket and lit it, and handed the burning match to Song Guifa.

Grade B Qingfeng without a filter is 2 cents and 9 packs, which is not a good smoke.

But this kind of packaged cigarette needs a cigarette ticket to buy.

Accountant Feng bought a pack and kept it in his pocket, but he was not willing to smoke it. Each one was given the mission of building relationships.

The captain shook his hand, threw the extinguished matchstick on the ground, took a puff of the cigarette between his fingers, and lifted his chin with a smile.

"I want to drag something back from the brigade, let's talk about it."

"No no…"

Accountant Feng waved his hands hastily, and smiled more flatteringly.

"It's like this. I heard that the three teams bought the threshing machine from the money from selling rice flowers and fish. Our team also raises fish in the late rice. Everyone raises fish, which is very good. But there are too many fish and there is no place. Sell, is that for sure?"

He said flattering words, which caused a lot of discussion in the audience, including the captain and Song Guifa who were looking at each other.

Accountant Feng smoked calmly, and glanced at Accountant Liu out of the corner of his eye.

Soon, he stretched the wrinkles on his forehead.

Lin Yuzhu raised her eyebrows and understood his intention almost immediately.

Throwing stones to ask for directions.

Daohuayu was promoted from the third team. Accountant Liu is notorious for being an iron rooster with money, and he will shout for every penny he makes, so he is not in a hurry at this moment.

Isn't it obvious that there is a back trick?
The team leader and Song Guifa also discussed this issue, and negotiated on the phone, but they were at a loss.

The county's purchasing department clearly stated that it would not be able to collect so many fresh fish.

Everyone has it, and it is not easy to sell it elsewhere.

A little further away, and half of them will die on the road.

Dried fish in the sun, about a catty of fish is not as good as big grass carp.

The team leader smiled wryly, pushed his glasses, and raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Oh, I've stopped you from asking." He sighed, "I've thought of everything I can think of, and I have nothing to do, alas!"

"Uh..." Accountant Feng winked at him and winked at Accountant Liu, "Accountant Liu is smiling with his hands behind his back."

"Cough" Accountant Liu suppressed the corners of his mouth and shook his head solemnly, "No, I didn't laugh. Oh, the bills for the sawmill haven't been settled yet, so I'll go and settle the accounts." After speaking, he walked inside.

The old fritters want to take advantage of it?
There is no door either!

"Huh? Come back!" The team leader rushed over a few steps and dragged his arm back, "If you have a good way, tell me, everyone is in a hurry, what are you hiding!"

"Frylings are not as big as a fingernail, and if you want to sell fish here, you are the money stringers."

Accountant Liu couldn't break free, muttered softly with a slumped face, and snorted in his nostrils.

I'm so regretful in my heart, I knew I would have followed suit!
He sneaked a glance at Song Yi and his wife, who had retreated to the periphery and bowed their heads to talk in a low voice, and clicked their tongues.

I am old and my mind is not flexible.
Look at others, how fast is the reaction?

Only he was still standing in the middle watching the excitement, it was no big deal, he was so stupid that he wanted to slap himself twice!

Lin Yuzhu raised her eyes and glanced at accountant Liu who was forcibly dragged away by the team leader, and wanted to laugh a little unkindly.

While everyone's attention was on there, he secretly held Song Yi's arm and took a few steps back into the main room.

She covered her mouth and moved closer, Song Yi lowered her head in cooperation.

"It's okay to help other teams solve difficulties, but we can't be good people. It's terrible to get used to taking advantage of it. Especially in matters related to money, no matter what the original intention of both parties is, there will be rifts in the end."

"Then what do you want to do? The ten fingers are different in length, but they always grow on that pair of hands. The captain has a different stand from ours, so he must take care of himself."

"It is estimated that Accountant Feng will drag the members of the other team into the fire, and cry and talk about pigs. This time we don't want pigs, we want a commission."

Song Yi's bushy brows were frowned, and he didn't quite understand, "What's the commission?"

Lin Yuzhu's beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of cunning, and her voice was very low.

"Let them smoke and roast strictly according to the production method, and send them over uniformly. Let the women in the village pack them into bags and sell them to other places together. It's not too much for us to take [-]% of the money."

Song Yi listened, his eyes gradually burst into flames, and he stretched out his arms to wrap around her waist and pressed against the wall.

His sharp eyes grew angry, and he gritted his teeth and stared at her fiercely.

"Who borrowed your guts! Isn't this capitalist exploitation?! You're living a happy life, right? Have you ever wondered if it hurts when you get shot?!"

The suppressed voice couldn't suppress the anger, and felt like he was going to be pissed off in minutes!

It's fine to make small troubles usually, but dare to play big ones this time? !

Lin Yuzhu looked down at the arm tightly held by him, flattened her mouth, and looked up at him aggrieved.

"You beat me up again. I don't want to talk to you anymore."

She bit her lip and raised her hand to break away his fingers, then turned and left.

"No, you. Tsk." Song Yi grabbed her back, "Don't make trouble, I was wrong. But you..."

"Humph!"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about you. No, this matter..."

"Ok?"

"Let's... discuss it again?"