Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

The young man was not willing to be outdone. He got up, spat, and rushed towards Jiang Jun again, raising his fist and punching him in the face. The force should not be underestimated.

But to Jiang Jun, this strength was like a child's spoiled child. He easily twisted and pulled the boy's arm behind his back, making him unable to move, just like an adult restraining a naughty child.

At this time, there was another sound of hurried footsteps, and an old man wearing an old cloth shirt and looking quite similar to the young woman rushed out of the orchard with a few people.

When he saw this scene, his expression changed instantly and he pointed his finger straight at someone: "What are you doing? Let my son go!"

Jiang Jun's eyes darted to Zhou Qi. Zhou Qi raised his head slightly and uttered two words: "Release him."

Jiang Jun pushed the young man in front of the old man with his hand.

"Oh my god!" The young man was very dissatisfied and wanted to rush forward angrily, but was grabbed by the old man.

"Okay, even if all of you come at him together, you are no match for him." Zhou Qi said slowly.

"What do you do?" asked the old man.

Before Zhou Qi could speak, the girl sobbed and shouted, "Dad, they are hooligans!"

Playing hooligan?

When the old man heard his daughter's words, his heart immediately tensed up and he asked anxiously, "What did they do to you?"

"Enough of that." Zhou Qi interrupted him quickly. If he continued talking like this, he would never be able to clear himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

In a few words, he briefly explained the whole story: When you go out, people have three urgent things to do. In the wild, understanding is the key. They didn't mean to watch, but they kept shouting "hooligans", which was a bit too much.

"Uncle, look at us, how do we look like bad guys? It's a complete misunderstanding!" Zhou Qi said.

The old man was much calmer than his son. He looked Zhou Qi and Jiang Jun up and down. They were dressed in suits and had pagers hanging from their waists. How could this be the equipment of ordinary gangsters? Especially the one in the black suit. It was obvious that he had practiced martial arts. If he really started fighting, his son would have been defeated long ago.

The most important thing is the relationship between these two people. Obviously, the one wearing the silver-gray suit is the boss, and the other one is the bodyguard.

"What are you doing here?" the old man asked.

"I want to buy apples!" Zhou Qi answered straightforwardly, "Are you the manager here?"

The old man looked at Zhou Qi, then turned to his daughter Cui'er and said, "Cui'er, get a bag and pack some apples for them."

He didn't want to cause trouble and just wanted to get rid of these two uninvited guests as soon as possible.

"Dad, why should I give them apples?" the young man protested.

"Shut up!" the old man yelled, and then turned to Zhou Qi: "I'll give you a bag, take it and go."

Looking at the old man's cautious look, this start was not going smoothly.

Zhou Qi shook his head slightly and said, "Uncle, I am here to discuss cooperation. I plan to purchase a large number of apples, not just one or two bags. The little episode just now was really a misunderstanding. I hope we can sit down and talk calmly..."

Buying apples? This situation is really worrying. When I heard that someone wanted to buy a large number of apples, I couldn't help but feel happy, but then I thought about the previous misunderstanding and realized that these two people didn't look like serious businessmen.

Zhou Qi noticed the old man's hesitation and reached into his arms as he walked forward.

"What do you want to do?" The young man stepped in front of his father.

"This is my ID card." Zhou Qi held the ID card in both hands and handed it to the old man, saying, "Can we sit down and talk now?"

The old man carefully examined the ID card, then glanced at Zhou Qi, and returned it to him half-doubtfully. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "If you don't mind, come in and talk in detail!"

"Dad, how can you trust outsiders so easily..." The young man was a little annoyed.

"Okay, if we can make the deal, then let's do it. If we can't, you won't lose anything. Just stay aside for now." The old man pushed his son aside.

Zhou Qi smiled, nodded slightly to the young man, and walked towards the adobe house. Jiang Jun followed behind, and when he passed the young girl, he whispered: "Sorry, I scared you, but I didn't see anything..."

"You..." The girl wanted to refute, but was stopped by Jiang Jun's sincere look.

"I'm so sorry..." Jiang Jun apologized again and walked into the house.

The house was small and dimly lit. In the middle stood a crude table made of wooden boards, with a few chairs scattered around. Zhou Qi sat down without saying anything.

The old man sat down and took out a paint-chipped iron box filled with tobacco and cigarette papers. He slowly spread the tobacco and asked as he rolled a cigarette, "You just said you wanted to buy apples. How many do you plan to buy?"

"I want them all!" Zhou Qi said calmly.

What the hell? The old man's hands trembled, and a few tobacco strands fell out.

Before the old man could reply, the young man rushed in. As soon as he entered the door, he heard this and shouted, "You want to buy all the apples? Do you know how big our orchard is?"

Zhou Qi smiled slightly, glanced outside, and said, "I think it must be at least a hundred acres, right?"

"You're asking even though you already know the answer, and you're still so arrogant?" The young man continued, "Dad, there are a lot of scammers nowadays, don't be fooled by them..."

Zhou Qi turned his head to look at him and said, "Is it appropriate that you treat us as liars before I even finished speaking?"

"Whether it's suitable or not, the apples from a hundred-acre orchard are worth so much silver. You just take them without any proof. Who would believe you? If not a liar, who else could you be..." the young man argued confidently.

Zhou Qi nodded slightly and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Jun, "Jun, give me the bag."

Jiang Jun handed over the bag, and Zhou Qi unzipped it with a swish sound.

Fifty thousand cash and a folder appeared on the desk.

Zhou Qi pointed at the money and looked at the young man again, "Now, can we have a good chat?"

The young man moved his lips, but in the end he said nothing. Putting real money on the table is more effective than any words.

Zhou Qi retracted his gaze and turned to the old man, "Uncle, what is your name?"

"My name is Kong Bin." The old man waved at the young man, "This is my son Kong Wu, and the one outside is my daughter Kong Cui!"

"Uncle Kong, what price do you think you would give for these apples?" Zhou Qi asked.

Kong Bin seemed to be concentrating on rolling a cigarette, but his mind had already wandered away. After pondering for a moment, he gave an answer: "30 cents a pound!"

Zhou Qi was not surprised by the price. The wholesale station initially quoted 40 cents per pound.

If you buy directly from the fruit farmers, the price will naturally be lower.

"My dad's offer is already very low." Kong Wu said.

Zhou Qi didn't respond, and continued, "You know the apple market better than I do this year. My price is fair, and I want your entire orchard. I can turn around and leave at any time and buy from other families. But you, with so many apples, can you sell them?