Reborn In the 1990s

The two sides agreed on their willingness to cooperate. Fang Ruixue had a different understanding of how to set up a factory. She simply gave the insider boss Wang the right to look for the plant site and production line. However, it is obviously impossible to get the result of the approval of the production equipment and some projects in the early stage, Li Lanfang's short uneasiness was relieved when she learned that the factory was not opening so quickly. As usual, she returned to the store to open fire and received the guests with a smile. She kept the news to the letter, and there was no clue on the surface.

but in details, it seemed that there was something different.

Li Lanfang put the pickles that were just used as gifts into bottles and lined them up, It was put in the new cabinet behind the counter in the store.

different categories, different weights, but clearly marked price.

this new product that can be bought directly without queuing up was immediately praised, and soon became the biggest signboard in the store. Many old customers were even entrusted to help purchase, and they had to buy more than ten or twenty bottles at a time, As a result, the cupboard that should have been put on the glass jar was often ransacked and empty.

it was not until the end of the spring festival that Cheng Yu learned the news from Qing Feiyang's mouth.

Qing Feiyang put two bottles of pickles on Cheng Yu's desk. He sat down on the chair in front of the desk and looked at Cheng Yu's hard work, Then he said, "what's the matter with you? If you don't answer the phone, you can't see each other. Just because of that, I say you won't? "

Cheng Yu raised his head from the pile of papers all over the table, helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked, "when did you call me?"

"This morning," Qing Feiyang said, cocking her legs.

Cheng Yu took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pressed it. The screen didn't light up. It was obvious that it automatically turned off when there was no electricity.

"I forgot to charge last night." he said, opening the drawer to look for the charger, but he did not find a cable after searching through it. "Do you have a charger?"

"who will Feiyang bring out the charger?"

Cheng Yu left his seat, went to the door of the office, opened the door, and asked the employees working in the public office area: "who of you has a mobile phone charger?"

"I said that you are the only one who can do this job." Qing Feiyang teased him, "look at your company, you are the only one. Can't you recruit a few girls to balance the serious imbalance between men and women in your company?"

"Too busy, no time." Cheng Yu took off his glasses and rubbed the corners of his eyes.

he did think about it a year ago, but as soon as he went to work, he had made good progress in several previous projects. As soon as he got busy, he had no time to take care of these things.

"are you really so busy? Don't even have time to report to school? Although it's the last half year, the report still has to go. You said that if you don't go, the school can still issue a graduation certificate to your mother? If Jian Jian hadn't told me that you didn't go to school, I didn't know. "Qing Feiyang said a lot, and the more he said it, the darker Cheng Yu's face became. He closed his mouth and recalled what he had just said. He couldn't help scolding him in his heart.

" I said hello to the teacher. It's OK. "Cheng Yu leaned on the edge of the table and untied the bag that Qing Feiyang had brought, Take out a bottle of pickle from it.

clean glass bottle without any pattern is Li Lanfang's style all the time. It is such a humble pickle that almost accompanies him through the third semester of senior high school.

"you don't know, the business of the small restaurant is getting more and more popular. I rushed to grab the two bottles in your hand all morning, Can't Fang Ruixue give me VIP treatment Qing Feiyang complained.

"VIP?" Cheng Yu sneered, "I am not entitled to enjoy the treatment, round get you?"

"What are you here for? Cheng Yu went back to his desk and put on his glasses again, and continued to read the documents he had not finished reading.

"on the one hand, you can't find anyone who has no news. If someone is worried, I'll come and have a look." Qing Feiyang touches his nose, and doesn't know why he feels a little guilty.

"how much did they give you?" Cheng Yu suddenly asked.

Qing Feiyang was stunned: "what money?"

"Jian Tong and Jian Jian, how much did they give you?"

"Damn it!" Qing Feiyang slapped on the table, shaking the documents three times, "I didn't collect money! Cheng Yu, you can't insult my personality like that! "

"Personality? Do you have that thing? " Cheng Yu raised his eyelids and looked at him, "since you didn't collect money, what are you drawing?"

"What am I trying to do with you? I don't have a picture of anything! " "Qing Feiyang retorted loudly.

Cheng Yu was so dizzy by his roar that he pressed his temple on his forehead, and then said," you betrayed me like this without a plan? "

"When did I betray you? I didn't - "Qing Feiyang just mentioned a breath suddenly dispersed. His eyes twinkled and he didn't dare to look at Cheng Yu. It seemed impossible to say that there was no" betrayal "at all"Come on, when was the last time?" Cheng Yu curled his mouth and looked at Qing Feiyang's face that "iron is not steel."

"well Before coming to your side, "Qing Feiyang felt guilty for a while.

" what did you say? "

“…… The address of your office. "The voice is getting lower and lower.

Cheng Yu suddenly grabs the document in front of him and throws it on Qing Feiyang. The paper slips across her chest, arm and face, while Cheng Yu's pen flies out directly against Qing Feiyang's ear, "Your feelings are really cheap," Cheng Yu said, gnashing his teeth. "It's worth the address of my office."

Qing Feiyang pinches his earlobe and goes to see the documents on the ground. Sometimes he thinks his feelings are cheap, It may not be as good as the address of Cheng Yu's office.

after all, what Jian Jian wants is an address, not his feelings.

"believe it or not, now she is downstairs." Cheng Yu said.

"impossible?" Qing Feiyang suddenly raised her head, put the seven or eight bad papers on the table, ran to the window, pulled down the blinds and looked downstairs.

Cheng Yu's office is on the fourteenth floor. Looking down from this height, people will feel dizzy.

"there is no one downstairs!" Qing Feiyang looked at it for a while and then said, "fool!" Cheng Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him and directly scolded him.

"you are stupid. I think you are paranoid, and you will think she will be downstairs." Qing Feiyang scolded him back.

"otherwise I will make a bet?" Cheng Yu chuckled.

"bet on it!"