The boss of the apocalypse dressed up as a wealthy kid to fuck

The one who answered Song Sha was Gu Rongrong.

Song Sha covered him with a quilt, left a night light on, then got up and went out to help.

What remains after the celebration is endless busyness and tidying up.

As soon as she came out, she saw a man who was incompatible with the grandmothers standing next to a huge basin under the eaves.

He was wearing an expensive black suit and a rose-red apron. His tall figure stood out among the grandmothers.

The grandmothers smiled on their faces and asked him some strange questions.

“@*#/＊「?#@.”

(Xiao Song is your wife? You two are a perfect match.)

"@#?＊%＜?#x#*~%?@＊x?."

(The children are also well-behaved. Are the people who just came here all from your family? They all look so young. You two are so lucky.)

"*#@%?x#?＊＞'????\#."

(Young man, please treat Xiao Song well. It is hard to find such a good girl. She is beautiful and capable, and the baby she gave birth to is so well-behaved? Have you two ever thought about having a second child? The little sister you have will definitely be well-behaved too.)

The grandma's accent was very strong, and Song Sha didn't know if Gu Shangyu understood it.

However, when she saw the man nodding, she responded concisely: "Yes, as for my sister..."

He happened to raise his head at this moment, and his eyes met with Song Sha's.

Song Sha saw his lips twitching slightly: "I completely listen to her wishes."

Song Sha: "......"

After hearing what he said, the grandmothers nodded affirmatively.

"@*#@%?+x##*@."

(You are such a good young man. You know how to think about your wife. You will definitely make a fortune in the future.)

"%＊＊@%＊@#%?@.＊x?[?＜]"x#. "

(Look at the head of our village. He used to be a motherless orphan. Later he married a very obedient wife. Look, now he is the one who has the best life and is the most prosperous in our village. In the future, you will definitely have a bright future. Young man, you are absolutely right to listen to your wife.)

Gu Shangyu didn't take his eyes away from Song Sha, humming in a low voice, his eyes slightly curved.

The next second, Song Sha heard him say gently: "She makes the decision in our family."

Song Sha: "......"

Song Sha didn't know when Gu Shangyu became like this...

Hey.

Song Sha didn't notice, thinking that she had been the president of the Gu family for a long time and her life was boring, so she started talking nonsense when she was released.

However, Gu Rongrong must not learn this.

Song Sha thought secretly in her heart.

Then, she walked towards Zhang Qi, intending to return the blood-soothing piano to her, but was intercepted by the director halfway.

"Sister Sha, look at this is today's sales order. No one has returned goods so far, and the sales are here." The director said: "You are familiar with them, and while everyone is here, you can talk to the villagers, plus You are proficient in the language, so speak kindly."

Song Sha glanced at the list. Most of the income came from tea and guqin. All [-] oranges were sold for just over [-] yuan. On average, the money each household received was not much.

In addition, the oranges are very heavy. If these grandparents are to carry them, it will be a heavy burden. Moreover, during the transportation process, if the oranges break, they will still bear the responsibility.

Therefore, after all the above analysis and cost calculation, tea is still the most cost-effective, and it does not require much labor.

Song Sha nodded to the director: "Okay."

She found a higher level and reported the sales situation on the list to her grandparents in a language they could understand.

"The total sales of oranges are 23880 yuan. Excluding shipping and packaging fees, the total is about 22000. The total sales of tea are [-] yuan. Excluding the packaging fees of [-] yuan, the net income is [-] yuan. I will not talk about the sales of guqin and Xiao. , these are supported by the village chiefs and their own stores.”

"We will give the money to the village chief, who will divide it among you. After all, we don't understand the rules of your village."

After Song Sha finished speaking, she handed the list and a bank card given by the program director to the village chief in front of everyone.

The village chief took it with both hands, his eyes full of gratitude to Song Sha. He held Song Sha's hand with trembling hands. He couldn't say any more words, only a deep sentence containing strong feelings.

"Thank you."

Song Sha smiled and did not refuse his thank you. She was not a hypocritical person.

"It's okay, I need you to take more care of me later."

Other grandparents also came over to thank her, and Song Sha was thanked all over, which made her a little at a loss.

It was the village chief who spoke and told them to clean up quickly, otherwise Xiao Song would not be able to sleep, so they dispersed.

After Song Sha was able to escape, she discussed it with the village chief.

"Village chief, I would like to ask if anyone in the village knows how to fry tea leaves?"

Old village chief: "Yes."

When I heard today that the tea had been sold for [-] yuan, the village chief was also very surprised. He did not expect that it could be sold for so much money. This was an amount that they could not even imagine.

"Duicun actually used to have another name, called Chashan Village, but there were too many tea leaves, and we had no sales channels. Gradually, those who made tea in the village either grew vegetables to sell, or picked fruits to sell. So there are fewer and fewer people frying tea.”

"Only Cha Lao persists. Whoever calls him is good at this. There is no wife in the family who needs expenses. He can use whatever he has. One tea shop is enough for him."

Song Sha understood.

"Then can we gather them all together tomorrow?" Song Sha told the village chief her idea: "In fact, the cost of tea is low and the price is suitable. Moreover, people nowadays pay attention to enjoyment and also like natural and hand-made tea. If the tea has a good reputation, it will attract repeat customers in the future. There must be quite a few.”

The old village chief nodded, feeling that what Song Sha said made sense.

"Okay, I'll call everyone in the village who knows how to make tea tomorrow."

"But." Song Sha didn't want to give them too much hope, because she knew the feeling of not meeting expectations.

"I can't guarantee it, I can only say give it a try."

The old village chief: "I understand, I understand. We are very satisfied with this income now. As for how much we can sell in the future, it is better than the village now with no hope, tired and no money."

Song Sha hummed, knowing that he was a good village chief.

"By the way, is there a horse farm in the village chief?" Song Sha asked the director before setting off. There is a horse farm in the village.

Old Village Chief: "Yes, it's in the back mountain. It's on the other side of the road where you picked oranges last time. When you walk straight in, there's a big horse farm. Why, Xiao Song, do you want to buy a horse?"

"I want to buy it." Song Sha said, "But not for me."

Zhang Qi came over at this time and said, "It's almost done. Don't talk too late. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow. Now go back and have a rest."

Seeing Zhang Qi completely integrated into this small village, Song Sha felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Old village chief: "Then Xiao Song, you should go to bed early..."

Before she finished speaking, a tall figure stood behind Song Sha, and the old village chief changed his subject: "Go to bed early with your husband."

Song Sha turned around and happened to see Gu Shangyu who was still wearing a red apron.

"........."

Before Zhang Qi walked out of the yard with the old village chief and Aunt Mei, Song Sha said something.

"By the way, remember to withdraw the money from the Guqin and Guzheng sales in the card in advance."

The family of three who had just walked out were startled. When they mentioned this, they looked over and saw how much these guqins had been sold for.

The old village chief opened the list and took a look at the Guqin sales at the bottom.

He suddenly froze.

Zhang Qi and Aunt Mei saw something wrong with his expression, so they came over to take a look.

Total Guqin sales: 270000

Aunt Mei blinked, and then after counting the zeros on it, her eyes widened: "Two...two hundred and seventy thousand!"

The old village chief covered her mouth and said, "Shhhhhhh, keep your voice down, don't reveal your wealth to others!"

Aunt Mei nodded quickly, grabbed Zhang Qi's hand, and smiled.

"It's good now, Qiqi's dowry is here!"

Zhang Qi: "......"

The price is wrong at first glance. Those pianos and flutes cost at most one hundred thousand, and the rest is probably Ah Ruan...

This little girl really can't afford any favors.