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Seeing the saliva all over the sky, Qiu Ling held the enamel cup tightly and took two steps back, "Don't get excited, old man, I can't run away.

Just 800 boxes, or 4 kilograms.”

The old man put his dentures back into his mouth, and before he could adjust, he said incoherently, "That's just a pound for washing dishes! How much do you want?"

After finally putting the dentures back in place, the old man looked at Qiu Ling in disbelief, "Little girl, don't lie to people!"

Qiu Ling was helpless: "Just tell me whether you want to sell it or not."

"Of course I have to sell it." The old man muttered, and then said, "Wait a minute, I'll call my son."

"Who is your son?"

"The boss of the Qiufeng Red Sausage Factory."

Qiu Ling understood, "No wonder you said this factory can't be run without you."

If I don't give birth, I naturally won't have a son.

This old man is quite good at playing word games.

Qiu Ling smiled secretly.

The old man moved the landline over and slowly dialed a series of numbers.

"Hey, it's me."

At this moment, a middle-aged man who was at a dinner party was forced to leave the box and groveled to a quieter place in the corridor over the phone, "Dad, I'm talking about business, what can I do for you?"

The old man said in a very loud voice: "Don't solicit business anymore, come back quickly, I have negotiated a big order."

The middle-aged man straightened up helplessly, "Which old comrade of yours is this? It's just a matter of about ten or twenty pounds, you make the decision."

The old man's expression was like the face-changing in Sichuan Opera. One second he was complacent, as if waiting for praise, and the next second he was angry and looked like he was going to hit someone.

"I am still helping you to look after the factory at my old age, you idiot, just be content! I have already told you that it is a big order, you have cotton in your ears, can't you hear clearly?

Come back quickly, or I'll cut you!"

"Hey, Dad, can you please stop making trouble?"

"That's it, smooth."

"Bang!" The old man hung up the phone and looked at Qiu Ling: "I called my son back. You can talk to him about the details."

Qiu Ling was greatly shocked and gave the old man a thumbs up, "Grandpa is a good parent."

The old man was very pleased. He snorted and said, "When I was fighting outside, this damn kid made his mother very upset. When I came back, he was already a teenager, an age that even dogs would despise. He was so crazy every day, but I beat him up. Later, he became obedient. Over the years, he has never dared to mess with me again, hehe."

After hearing this, Qiu Ling stood up quickly.

He bowed sincerely to the old man and said, "I'm so sorry to see that you are a veteran."

The old man suddenly smiled shyly, and then turned his head and asked, "Do you want to hear a story?"

Qiu Ling guessed it might be that story and nodded.

Then the old man began to talk incessantly, gesticulating throughout the process, and when he got excited he even gave Qiu Ling a series of punches, which showed that he was still in good shape despite his age.

So, when the old man's son pushed open the office door in a hurry, he saw his father in his seventies performing a mantis sweep in the not-so-spacious room.

He was nearly hit, but relying on his years of experience in getting hit, he subconsciously jumped up to dodge, and barely avoided the 'sneak attack'.

At that time, the three people in the room were stunned.

The old man didn't expect his son to come back so soon.

Qiu Ling didn't expect the old man to be so excited.

The middle-aged man who stayed where he was had no idea that his father would catch someone and tell them the story he had told eighteen hundred times again.

Qiu Ling wanted to do something to ease the awkward atmosphere, so she picked up the enamel cup, but then she remembered something and put the cup back with disgust.

The old man stood up and said, "Xiaolong, you're back. This is the big guy I told you about. His last name is..." He turned around and looked at Qiu Ling, "What's your name?"

Middle-aged man: My dear father, you don’t even know his name, and you gave him a free show? This little girl is really patient and didn’t treat the old man as a psychopath.

Qiu Ling didn't know what the middle-aged man was thinking. She smiled at the two of them and said, "My last name is Qiu. You can just call me Xiao Qiu."

The old man nodded and pointed at the middle-aged man standing there, "Xiao Qiu, this is my son, Wang Yilong."

"Mr. Wang." Qiu Ling nodded slightly at him.

Uncle Wang sighed and waved his hand, "Why call me Mr. Wang? Call me uncle. We in Harbin don't do those empty words!"

"Come on, you two can sit down and talk."

He sat back in his chair. He almost sprained his back during the performance just now. He couldn't show it in front of the younger generation, so as not to ruin his glorious and great image. He adjusted his sitting posture, which he could endure.

As soon as Wang Yilong saw his father's expression, he knew that he was up to no good.

He sighed inwardly, accepted his fate, and sat opposite Qiu Ling.

"A big order, no, it was ruined by my dad...Um, Xiao Qiu, how many goods do you want?" Wang Yilong knocked his head to gather his spirits.

Qiu Ling said the same thing: "I can take all 800 boxes of sausages in your warehouse, but before that, I have to inspect the goods first."

Wang Yilong: It’s really a big order?!

He began to take it seriously, "No problem, I'll take you there!"

There is no floor heating in the warehouse, so it is as cold as outside.

There were a lot of cardboard boxes standing in front of him. Qiu Ling pointed at one and Wang Yilong went to move it over.

Open it in front of Qiu Ling.

Qiu Ling checked carefully and found that perhaps because it was wholesale, the production date, manufacturer and ingredients were written on the cartons of the sausages, but there were no words or numbers on the vacuum bags containing the sausages.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, now even the last problem was solved.

Qiu Ling immediately made the decision: "I've decided. We'll take all 800 boxes."

After checking the goods, Wang Yilong led his people back to the warm office.

Although he was very excited, he still had to say something: "I have to tell you something. This batch of sausages was actually returned by someone else, not because of quality issues, but because they couldn't agree on the price.

This is the phone number of the boss who originally wanted this batch of goods from me. You can call him anytime to ask." Worried that Qiu Ling would not believe him, he handed over a business card.

He added: “To be honest, my Qiufeng Red Sausage Factory has always been particular about using real ingredients, and I can’t compromise on the price.

But since this batch of sausages is about to expire, I can give you a 9% discount."

Mr. Wang had not mentioned this before.

Qiu Ling hesitated for a moment: "How long is the shelf life, and how long will it take to expire?"

Wang Yilong said truthfully: "We only add a small amount of food preservatives to our red sausages to inhibit the reproduction of microorganisms, so the shelf life is only 30 days. This batch of products will expire in 10 days."

That’s not bad, she can put the product on the shelves when she goes back today!

"I can accept this time, please calculate the price."

Qiu Ling agreed too readily, which made Wang Yilong feel confused.

"I would like to ask, why did you choose Qiufeng Red Sausage?" This is also the problem Wang Yilong has faced recently. "There are so many brands in Harbin whose red sausages are more affordable than ours, and whose product quality and taste are similar to ours. Why did you choose Qiufeng?"

There was no need to think about it. Qiu Ling replied, "Because I have only eaten Qiu Feng's red sausage since I came to Harbin."

"Ahem!" This answer was beyond Wang Yilong's expectation. He stood up slightly and asked, "Have you tried other restaurants?"

"No. I think your sausage tastes good and suits my taste very well."

"that's it?"

Qiu Ling nodded, "That's it. I always buy things based on my own preferences. I like Qiufeng Red Sausage as soon as I taste it. There is no need to compare it with other products for the time being.

Perhaps, Uncle Wang, you have a better recommendation?"

Wang Yilong scratched his head in embarrassment, "Of course I think my sausage is the best!"