Chen Peng never thought that he could earn more than three times the difference by just answering a call at home.

At this time, Zhang Xu was not the boy who used to be the one who only cheated and slipped with him. This was simply a god.

Listening to the two of them, Yu Manjun, who was standing beside him, frowned at the address: "Xu, this address is not far, it's almost ten miles away from us."

"We earn this money." Zhang Xu disagreed.

He knew very well that the most valuable thing in this era was poor information. If you want to earn more, you have to make customers lazy.

If you order a phone call, isn’t this the trick of telemarketing in 20 years?

Delivery to your door is a mess.

But these contents are not possible for people of this era to master.

As he thought, everything seemed to be moving towards a better place.

"It's a little trouble now." Before he was happy for two minutes, Zhang Xu frowned again.

He had made an appointment with his mother before and picked up the goods with money. It didn't matter how much, but he had to give the money first.

Two boxes of mousse, forty-eight bottles.

At the price of two yuan and four yuan, it is almost one hundred and fifteen.

The money Yu Manjun gave him before had already paid for his phone bill, so where can he still have money now?

Not to mention Chen Peng, the family usually pays money, but he has finished spending money with Zhang Xu before, so there is no extra place.

Just as the three of them were worried about money, the sound of the door opening came from outside the door.

"Bang--"

The heavy sound of closing the door attracted several people's attention.

Zhang Weiye is back, it is rare that it is so early.

"You are all here." He said, and walked directly to the kettle, poured a glass of water and took a sip, and then he felt relieved.

Zhang Xu could see that his father had gone out to sell labor these days.

He felt distressed, but now it is not the time to care. The most important thing now is to make money.

Seeing that his father was about to go back to the house to rest, Zhang Xu couldn't bear it, but he still called him: "Dad!"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Weiye turned around and responded.

"Do you still have money? I'm doing business with Chen Peng. I don't need to have more funds, just over one hundred."

Hearing this, Zhang Weiye remembered his son's pretentious appearance in front of Sun Fuping's group a few days ago, and was immediately furious.

"Little bastard, I'm still asking me for money. If it weren't for what you said, I'm now..."

But before he could finish his complaint, Zhang Xu actually started to whisper to Chen Peng.

After hearing what he said, Chen Peng was shocked and looked at Zhang Weiye with his head turned to look at him, and his expression became even more subtle.

"Zhang Xu, this...isn't this good?"

"Just do what I said, can you not want to make money?"

“But this…”

It can be seen that Chen Peng was a little embarrassed.

I don’t know where the three of them made a fuss, but at this time, Zhang Weiye was even more angry because his son didn’t listen to him.

Just as he was about to come forward to teach a lesson, Zhang Xu suddenly shouted: "Take it!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two rushed towards Zhang Weiye.

Before he could react, Zhang Weiye was subdued.

He never expected that he would be tied up by his own son!

"Little bastard, you dare to tie you up!"

"Let me go, it's so cool!"

"Manjun, are you following them too?"

......

My father was very loud and afraid of attracting his neighbors, so Zhang Xu hurriedly closed the door.

He came to my father and laughed: "Dad, I really have no choice. Just believe me once. I only need one hundred and two. When I come back, I will bring back three hundred. Will it be better?"

"Little bastard, you dare!"

Seeing that his father was not good at it, Zhang Xu was helpless and had to reach out and search him.

Sure enough, rich.

Looking at the thick stack of fur tickets that were taken out from his father's pocket, he could tell that his father suffered a lot these days.

After counting it briefly, leaving one hundred and two left, he stuffed the other money back.

"Chen Peng, you are waiting for the phone at home, and I will go to deliver the goods alone. Remember, our price must not be reduced, do you know?"

"Don't worry, you are unscrupulous, and I'm not vain!"

Seeing his friend patting his chest and assuring, Chen Peng looked back at Zhang Weiye, and then rode his bicycle out.

The two-eight big bar was bought by my father when he got married. It has been so many years since then. Although it is broken, it can still be used after repairing it.

But starting from today, this guy is what he used to deliver goods by Zhang Xu.

When he arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, he happened to see his mother Song Meiqin walking out of the inside and talking and laughing with her colleagues.

"mom!"

Standing there, she shouted, and Song Meiqin was also a little surprised to see this.

The son whom he had just met appeared again.

At this time, she was somewhat impatient.

"You haven't left? I told you that I will definitely not go back."

"I'll pick up the goods."

"You are here to pick up the goods...what, pick up the goods?"

Song Meiqin looked at her son in disbelief.

At that time, she agreed to her son, but she thought that the other party was just trying to talk to her, and then she found another opportunity to persuade her to get back together with Zhang Weiye.

Who knew that he actually came here with the money now.
Chapter completed!