God level canteen

Chapter 85 Work
"If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to buy it!"

I don't know why, it's just this sentence.

Every time I heard it from Shen Yi's mouth, I couldn't help but have the urge to hit someone.

Is it really okay to be so arrogant?

Sorry, in Shen Yi's opinion, this sentence is not arrogant but telling the truth.

The old monk was trembling and wanted to say directly: "Don't buy it!"

But that is impossible.

Tea must be bought, but if he really bought it, the old monk felt that the money he had saved from living frugally would definitely hurt his heart.

Song Buluan is rich and he is his son.

But the old monk always felt that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and living with his son is enough to cause trouble.

How can I ask my son for money if I use it normally?

Song Buluan asked to give it once or twice, but the old monk refused to accept it.

Then he just let him go. Anyway, the monk himself has money, and when he is really short of money, his son will not sit idly by.

It's just that the old monk's little savings will be empty in one fell swoop.

After calculating for a long time, the old monk discovered that all the money he had to buy tea was only four and a half taels...

Buy it or not?

The old monk tremblingly took out his bank card and looked at Shen Yida in despair.

"Swipe card..."

Shen Yi turned his head to take a look, and said something that made the old monk almost vomit blood.

"No, I just want cash."

Can you imagine a monk going to the bank to withdraw money with a bank card, and then coming out with a big stack of cash?

Even if it was stuffed into clothes when walking out of the bank, many people still sighed.

"Damn, being a monk makes more money than me these days!"

In fact, the old monk is really not among them.

……

The tea leaves were sold for four and a half taels, and the rest had to look like half a tael.

Shen Yi discussed with the system, thinking that this business is getting bigger and bigger, should it be time to open other payment methods?
You know, he has saved a lot of cash that belongs to him.

Come to buy things every day, with so much cash, let alone him, even if there are many customers, it is inconvenient and there are many complaints.

Bank cards are not popular now, and mobile payment is becoming popular.

No matter how awesome the system is, it must keep pace with the times, right?

After careful consideration, the system replied.

"The host's suggestion has been adopted! The mainstream payment method on the market will be opened next time!"

"When is the next time?"

"Wait until the next mission, the payment method will be issued as a mission reward!"

"Hehe, your mother!"

Shen Yi knew that he couldn't get it right in the system. He had to find a reason for the task even to find a payment method.

Then if I put forward some other opinions, wouldn't it be to let him go to heaven?

……

The old monk personally delivered the tea to his eldest son's home.

Seeing that the tea had been sold, Song Buzheng was a little overjoyed.

Although it is said that the tea leaves brought by my father are not many, but because of the small amount, it is very precious to take them out as gifts.

It is precisely because of the small amount of tea that this little tea will not be attributed to accepting bribes. Bribes go up.

After receiving the tea, Song Buzheng didn't ask how much it cost.

Their family relationship is very good, even though the two brothers are middle-aged, the relationship seems to be the same as when they were young.

In the eyes of the boss, the money spent by his father is nothing more than the money of the second brother.

The second child is rich, so he doesn't care about that anyway.

It's just that Song Buzheng looked at the old monk's face, and it seemed that something was wrong. It seemed that he had rescued the souls of the dead for eighty days, and instead he looked like he had died of his parents.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?"

Song Buzheng asked.

"Father...it's okay!"

The old monk's face twitched, no matter how thick his skin was, he couldn't say in front of his son, "I feel sorry for money..."

Especially when it was his own private money.

"Amitabha."

The old monk felt that it was time to actually perform a religious ceremony.

And it must be the kind where the family has a lot of money and people die miserably!
The old monk touched his arms.

Well, luckily... I kept some for myself.

……

To give a gift, you need to find the right person. Whoever has the right to nominate and who has the ability to speak up for you can be considered accurate.

Otherwise, no matter how many gifts you give, it will be useless.

Having greeted the leader's secretary earlier, Song Buzheng knocked on the door of the leader's office.

A voice came from inside.

"Come in!"

Song Buzheng then opened the door and walked in. When he went in, he saw a rather powerful middle-aged man working diligently at his desk.

On the wall behind the desk, a plaque reading 'Integrity and Integrity' glows in the light.

The leader didn't look up, and Song Buzheng didn't speak, just stood in front of the table.

Fortunately, the leadership's working ability is still very strong. In a short time, piles of documents can be read and signed, and this is considered to be over.

Seeing the leader raised his head, Song Buzheng said immediately.

"Leader, Song Buzheng is here to report to you."

"It's Xiao Song, sit down quickly."

A friendly smile appeared on the leader's face.

Then Song Buzheng sat down calmly.

"Recently, your bureau has been doing well. It's rare that you have time to report to me."

"It's all because of the leadership's good guidance. To be honest, the smooth progress of our work is all due to you."

"Hey, you can't say that. Comrades are still working very hard!"

Song Buzheng hurriedly dealt with it, getting close to the leader word by word.

After thinking about it for a while, and seeing that the leader also seemed bored, Song Buzheng knew that it was time to take out the things.

Immediately said to the leader: "The leader sees that you are also tired, let me make you a cup of tea."

"No, just sit here and let's have a good talk about work, just pour some tea and let Xiao Zheng go."

After finishing speaking, the leader shouted towards the door.

"Xiao Zheng, Xiao Zheng..."

However, the secretary was busy with other things and happened to be away.

Song Buzheng said quickly.

"Let me do it. Secretary Zheng is also working day and night, so I won't bother her with such trivial matters."

"Okay then, I have tea in this cabinet, you can use that to brew."

The leader is also polite, and ordered.

Song Buzheng quickly agreed, but he didn't really go to get the tea.

If he really took it, what would be the use of the tea in his arms?

At the moment, he picked up the cup and walked towards the door.

After a while, he came back with a cup in his hand, but the room was full of tea fragrance.

The leader's nose twitched.

"This is?"

Song Buzheng said with a chuckle.

"My relatives in the countryside gave me some tea. It's not a good thing, but it's fresher. I want you to try it."

"Well... let me try."

After taking a sip, the fragrance remained on the lips and teeth, and the leader slapped the table and said, "Good tea."

Seeing that the opportunity was right, Song Buzheng hurriedly took out the remaining tea leaves.

"I brought you some too, not much, you can go back and savor it carefully."

The leader looked at the red disposable food bag on the table, gave Song Buzheng a meaningful look, and said.

"Xiao Song, your work ability is strong, I am very relieved!"

　PS: Sorry for being late today!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)