Chapter 1825: Sweaty Feet Curling

The salesperson didn't even have the face to mention this discount.

The driver who asked was confused for a moment, his brain automatically correcting: "50 off 7 million? Is it cumulative?"

Good heavens, this intensity sounds huge!

He couldn't calculate it for a moment, and had already taken out his phone: "50 off 7 million... 7 million, that's 10,000 times 50? 500,000?"

Five hundred thousand!

And there are so many matching services to be given away...

For a moment, several drivers gathered around, their eyes glowing.

The sweaty feet inside the salesperson's leather shoes began to curl.

"Seven million, 50 off."

They gritted their teeth, emphasizing every word.

Drivers:...

"..."

Everyone looked at each other, then looked at the salesperson whose cheeks were red as if they were about to faint from the sun, and no one spoke.

After a while, they dispersed in pairs and gathered in a corner: "These big-brand salespeople are arrogant."

"Yeah, seeing that we don't have the money, they don't even tell the truth. Bah! Who cares."

"That's why they say it's good to be rich. They get the discounts pulled to the limit, while we get nothing here..."

Everyone discussed indignantly, then lifted their chins, puffed out their chests, and strode back to look at the machines again.

The wealthy heir had just finished inspecting the machines and was listening to the rumbling sound. Seeing the drivers again, he was a bit puzzled.

I don't know why, but they seem to be holding back a breath of anger now; their momentum is so strong.

Could it be...

Looking at the two brand-new machines beside him, he patted the engineer on the shoulder heavily: "It still has to be a big brand. Even though one coupon was given less, the quality is just inspiring, haha!"

Look! How happy the drivers are!

Meanwhile, in Yunqiao Village, Aunt Zhang Hong, Secretary Xiao Zhu, and Song Tan were wandering around the mountain.

"Thinking about it, this matchmaking conference still can't be held at the village office."

The village office is too small. It's fine for villagers to squeeze together for a meeting, but when matchmaking, people can't even turn around; how can they chat?

Song Tan was carefree: "Fine, the factory courtyard and the canteen, arrange them all. We can handle simple decorations."

"However, other places need to be locked and someone needs to watch them."

This is normal.

Secretary Xiao Zhu pondered the flow:

"Try to check the weather forecast more and pick a day without rain. That way, if two or three people hit it off, they can stroll along the road on the mountain for a couple of laps."

"If anyone has good stamina, playing basketball or something is also fine."

As she spoke, she saw the training area behind the factory—considering the security guards' bodies, nothing had been arranged there. High-intensity training. But even the simplest horizontal bars, parallel bars, and climbing walls are things that the average man can't handle nowadays.

Secretary Xiao Zhu's eyes lit up:

"Song Tan, can you talk to the security guards? When everyone arrives, let them train on this field once?"

It's summer, after all. Doing some pull-ups or push-ups, then going back for a quick combat shower to be fresh and clean when interacting with the girls...

Oh my!

Wouldn't the dopamine be popping?

Song Tan nodded: "No problem! I'll definitely support this face."

Aunt Zhang Hong also said: "Didn't the four young men helping in the kitchen sign up too? Tell Master Jiang to hold back a bit when cooking and give them a chance to show off!"

Chop-chop-chop, clatter-clatter-clatter—good young men who can cook also get bonus points.

"No problem, no problem!" This group of older bachelors couldn't ask for more. There was no need to ask them; Song Tan arranged it all in one go.

To reassure the employees for the long term, Song Tan also put in a lot of effort: "How should it be decorated and arranged? I'll listen to you. The food in the canteen will definitely be decent."

"There's also an invisible benefit. That is, any boys and girls from the surrounding ten miles and eight villages who are willing to come for a look will be given two sweet melons to take home when they leave."

Huh?

Both of them looked over. Secretary Xiao Zhu hesitated: "Then your investment is too much."

These sweet melons are like watermelons; they aren't cheap.

Song Tan looked at the misty rain outside and simply led them to the sandy slope to look:

"Look, with the rain like this, the sweet melons and watermelons are all bursting and cracking in the fields."

Many watermelons haven't even grown up yet; they look like raw melons, but a light tap with a finger and *crack*, they split in two, revealing pink or white flesh inside.

These can't be processed, so they've been used to supplement the pigs, cattle, and sheep for the past few days.

Although they aren't sweet enough, they are definitely refreshing. Anyway, they've eaten them happily.

Watermelons can't be given away. As for sweet melons, although they are also cracked all over the skin, they haven't burst.

And whether they are ripe or not is easy to tell by smell, so it's convenient to use them as a local specialty souvenir for everyone.

If you say they are expensive, this appearance can't fetch a price; if you say they are cheap, the taste is impeccable.

Overall, it's still very appropriate.

Secretary Xiao Zhu immediately became greedy: "Can this be couriered?"

As everyone knows, she has many grandfathers.

Song Tan thought for a moment: "Those with slight cracks on the skin can be couriered after being cooled. If you want them, go pick them yourself; you can pick as many as you want."

Others won't work; couriering them will just make them stuffy, and they'll be moldy or leaking water by the time they arrive. No way.

Free stuff!

Secretary Xiao Zhu was instantly happy: "Don't worry. There's not much to do in the rain; I'll definitely have time!"

Sweet melon production is high, and the first batch pollinated is basically ripe now. Since they are to be picked, Song Tan pondered, let's send more to our relatives too.

Let Brother Yan Ping pick for the eldest aunt, Brother Ling Qi for the eldest aunt, and for the eldest uncle's family, it's naturally Wu Lei Ge Ge, who can't herd cattle in the rain.

She sent a message:

【Wu Lei Ge Ge, it's been raining lately, and the sweet melons in the field don't look good, so I don't plan to sell this batch. If you have time, ride your tricycle over and pick some for the family to eat.】

Wu Lei Ge indeed had nowhere to herd cattle. At this moment, the whole family was busy preparing feed for the cattle—the silage hadn't fermented well, so they were temporarily mixing some dry feed and concentrates, plus some clean, air-dried pasture.

Hearing this now, he was also happy: "Okay!"

Tan Tan's sweet melons are delicious; who cares about the appearance? In previous years, when they sold vegetables, they only kept the ones with poor appearance for themselves.

A rural child, too used to it.

But then again—

"Can I pick a bit more? I want to send ten jin to my friend."

Song Tan:...

The personality that used to be a bit insecure and floating is now overcorrected, down-to-earth to the end.

A sweet melon weighs over a jin; if he picks ten or eight more, can she even set a number?

But considering that the silly cousin only has one friend now, and the person is too honest, it's better than being too floating, right?

She could only sigh: "Fine! Remember to pick those that aren't cracked too severely in advance. Otherwise, even one day of courier will easily make them stuffy and rotten."

Wu Lei Ge was instantly happy: "Okay! Then, then I'll pick ten more jin!"

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? Just happened to catch a few days of overcast rain, and my legs are hurting back and forth, so I indulged myself and lay down for three days.

? My face, full of vitality, paired with my fragile body—whoever looks at me doesn't think I'm rosy and white... wuwuwu...

? Who can I reason with?

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? Recently dug out three good ones, will continue to recommend them to everyone tomorrow and the day after. ===== CHAPTER 1826 =====