The only honest man in the courtyard

Chapter 53 51. It's just a coincidence
Accompanying Chen Zhihua back to her mother's house, the daughter-in-law was left at home, and Wei Shi left by himself.

Liu Aihua ate the lychee brought back by Chen Zhihua.

"You are comfortable these days. Wei Shi knows how to hurt others. It's hard to see this fruit in summer."

"That's right, Wei Shi knows that I love fish, so he finds ways to bring fish home every day."

Liu Haihua glanced at Chen Zhihua at Versailles.

"You can eat whatever you can, just don't use what's in the factory."

"Oh, eating can't stop your mouth, don't worry, I'll watch."

Liu Aihua is just such a precious girl, with so much logistics, she is also worried that Wei Shi will make mistakes.

My daughter is 25 this year, and Wei Shi has to go in for two years, so he will miss the best age to have a baby.

After all, it's easy to think too much about being a parent.

Wei Shi stared at the bicycle and left Nanluoguxiang and went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative.

In the past few times, I was dressed in tatters, and the salesperson inside didn't even look at me.

Wei Shi is a small person, if you look down on me, I will try to trick you, now that he is wearing new clothes and a new hairstyle, he wants to see if he will be despised and despised by the salesperson.

As soon as he entered the gate of the supply and marketing cooperative, Wei Shi felt that he was treated differently.

The three salesmen inside actually all looked at themselves.

There is also a young girl, the one who gave Wei Shi strawberries last time, her eyes are still a little blushing when she looks at Wei Shi.

"Comrade, what are you here to buy?"

Good guy, Wei Shi was flattered, and the salesman took the initiative to talk to him.

"I want to come over and see if there are any seeds."

At this time, an aunt answered the phone: "Why don't you go to the seed station to buy seeds, why come to the supply and marketing agency?"

Um, is it?

Wei Shi really didn't know, mainly because he had been living in the city in his previous life.

When visiting the supermarket, some supermarkets will buy some seeds. In his eyes, the supply and marketing cooperative is the supermarket of later generations.

But didn't I have a few paper bags of seeds when I came here for the first time?

Wei Shike looked around, but this time the salesman didn't chase people away, maybe he saw a bicycle parked at the door, and the salesman also watched people order dishes.

If Wei Shi came here today in rags, even if he came by bicycle, the salesman would not take a second look.

Not having what he wanted, Wei Shi added some goods to the space storage and set off for the next stop.

The space is loaded with new modules, and can help deal with food and so on.

Wei Shi hadn't had time to fill it in all this time.

What a waste of resources.

In the hospital, it was time for Jia Zhang's infusion.

"Bed No. [-], please pay the fee."

Jia Zhang's mouth was blocked with gauze, so he could only whine.

Cursing at Qin Huairu in his heart, the cheap man actually left himself in the hospital and ignored him.

There is no way, the injury cannot be cured.

Jia Zhang immediately got up and ran out of the hospital.

She still hid money at home, Jia Dongxu's death allowance.

When she got home, Jia Zhang took out 500 yuan from her already burst pillow.

As soon as Qin Jingru brought Xiao Dang Huaihua into the house, he saw Jia Zhang taking money again.

With so much unity, Qin Jingru stared straight at it.

Jia Zhang gave Qin Jingru a cold look, and Xiaodang Huaihua didn't respond to calling her grandma.

She already felt that the wound was oozing blood. If she didn't deal with it quickly, the old woman would starve to death.

Qin Jingru didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he threw the little Sophora japonica flower to the aunt to watch, then turned around and ran out of the courtyard.

She was going to find her sister. The old godly woman had money in her hands, so it was disgusting to make them starve with so much money.

She went to Wei Shi once, and she knew the way to the rolling mill.

Wei Shi was riding a bicycle with two baskets of vegetables dangling, and he heard someone calling his name from a long distance away.

"Wei Shi, Wei Shi take me here."

Qin Jingru was jumping in the distance.

Seeing that it was Qin Jingru who was trying to see what was going on, Wei Shi simply parked the car and waited for Qin Jingru.

"Wei Shi, whew, Wei Shi, take me to the rolling mill, I need to find my sister."

Wei Shi was puzzled.

"What's the matter, didn't you say that Qin Huairu is taking care of Mrs. Jia and Zhang in the hospital?"

Qin Jingru had a gloomy face.

"Stop talking, my sister went to work, and the old godmother hid a thick stack of big unions in her pillow. She took the money and ran away just now. I'm going to tell my sister."

As Qin Jingru spoke, he gestured for Wei Shi's thickness, and the corner of Wei Shi's mouth twitched. If he guessed correctly, it should be Jia Dongxu's death allowance.

He almost forgot about it.

"It's useless for you to go to your sister. Who doesn't have the money at the bottom of the box. If the old godly woman is injured, she must use the money to treat her injury."

The old godly woman showed up at the hospital last night with blood all over her face and her teeth were knocked out. The news spread in the compound early in the morning.

I don't know how many people shouted happily behind the scenes.

"Really?" Qin Jingru hasn't turned this corner yet.

She just thought about Jia Zhang crying poor every day, and would not buy food for them if she had money.

"Oh, go back quickly, it's useless to ask your sister about this."

It's just a coincidence that Wei Shi coaxed Qin Jingru back, and the corners of Wei Shi's mouth rose.

This morning Wei Shi also heard from the person who sent the stick to the hospital yesterday that the Jia family had no money, and the medical expenses were all paid by the uncle Yi Zhonghai, and they might have to donate again.

He would like to see, if the people in the courtyard knew that the Jia family was so rich, how could the elder Yi Zhonghai morally kidnap other people to make donations to the Jia family.

In a good mood, Wei Shi went back to the rolling mill while singing the song.

In the back kitchen, Liu Lan handed over the vegetables sent by Wei Shi.

"Okay, Wei Shi, the amount is getting bigger and bigger."

Wei Shi standardly smiled: "It's spring, and the price of vegetables is much cheaper."

Liu Lan looked at Wei Shi's handsome face now, and the silly smile on it made him look weirder the more he looked at it.

But she didn't think much about it, she just thought that the married man had changed too much.

Back in the office, Wei Shi was still a little absent-minded.

"This procurement is getting more and more difficult. The factory has not been profitable recently, and our quotas have been reduced."

"Yes, my internal quota has also been reduced. If the leader says a word, we will lose our legs."

"It's still Wei Shi who is amazing, he can complete the most difficult tasks without making a sound every day."

Wei Shihan's smile was welded onto his face.

Logistics does not always need to go out to purchase things by yourself, it is all connected with various units, and there are quantitative quotas.

But what about the quota, there is not enough time.

The rest can only be found by buyers themselves.

Wei Shi and the others can be regarded as a department under the logistics department, and they are solely responsible for the supply of the canteen.

In the procurement department of iron materials next door, you can see people bumping their heads against the wall every day.

The logistics department doesn't seem big, but everything in the rolling mill can't be done without the cooperation of the logistics department.

As big as advanced machines, as small as paper and pen, the logistics department needs to negotiate and purchase.

If the quota is not enough, you can only find a way by yourself.

Although they were envious of Wei Shi being able to get supplies beyond the quota, they couldn't be more jealous.

This job is really not something ordinary people can do.

(End of this chapter)