Wu Jun left in good spirits, but returned disappointed. He returned to the supermarket in a depressed mood and continued to open for business.

"Boss Xiao Wu, you've opened the door now. I've been here three times. Come on, weigh me some rice. We're just waiting for the rice to be put into the pot."

As soon as the supermarket opened, Aunt Lin from the next building walked in, handed Wu Jun a hundred-yuan bill, and said anxiously.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Lin. I went out to do some errands, and you were in such a hurry that you didn't go buy something elsewhere first to deal with it." Wu Jun adjusted his mood and asked with a smile after collecting the money.

Aunt Lin said: "Hey, our whole family recognizes you now and takes charge. Your business is now good and starting to expand! Are you the one who pushes customers out like this?"

Wu Jun smiled and said: "It's just a joke. Don't mind. For an old customer like Aunt Lin, I wouldn't trade Lin Chiling'er with me. Just wait a moment and I'll weigh the rice for you."

After Wu Jun finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the rice noodle area.

"You kid, you know how to talk. How can I compare with you, aunt? I can't compare, I can't compare." Aunt Lin was humble, but she was happy in her heart. She followed Wu Jun towards the rice noodle area, "Come on,

Xiao Wu, aunt will help you hold the bag."

Within two minutes of entering, the two of them worked together to weigh the rice, and Wu Jun sent Aunt Lin out the door.

Seeing that Aunt Lin started a little fiercely, Wu Jun reminded: "Aunt Lin, walk slowly, don't fall."

"Can't slow down, can't slow down, waiting for the rice to be put into the pot!" Aunt Lin carried the bag of rice and ran out of the supermarket at a trot. Her legs and feet were as nimble as an elderly aunt. Wu Jun couldn't help laughing.

Just after Aunt Lin left, Aunt Li and Uncle Wang came again. The flow of passengers at noon was still continuing, and Wu Jun was involved in the repetitive work of collecting money and weighing rice.

He was busy until 2:10 in the afternoon, and the number of customers entering the store was noticeably less. Only then did Wu Jun have time to take a breath.

From 2 pm to 5 pm, the supermarket's customer flow is limited. You can't sell for 300 yuan in 3 hours, and the profit is even less.

Wu Jun packed up two large bags of food from the supermarket, took a taxi and went straight to Shimen City No. 1 Hospital.

Ward 1512, City No. 1 Hospital.

As soon as Wu Jun entered the door, he heard his mother's loud voice.

Ma Dongmei said in a loud voice: "Sister, you can't do this again in the future, and you can't indulge him like this!"

Wu Jun saw Xu Xiulan sitting on the small bench next to the hospital bed, her head lowered and silent.

"Mom, Aunt Xu, what's wrong?" Wu Jun put down the big and small bags in his hands and walked towards the two of them with a confused look on his face. The two of them had always been good friends and were like sisters, and they had never spoken like this before.

"Xiao Jun is here, come and sit down." Xu Xiulan heard the voice, turned around and saw Wu Jun coming in, stretched out her hand to help him pull a small pony from under the hospital bed, and asked him to sit down.

"What else can happen? Your Aunt Xu just paid her salary and it was taken away by that white-eyed wolf!" Ma Dongmei complained to Wu Jun, "I wasn't there at the time. If I had to be there, I had to teach that white-eyed wolf a lesson!"

When Wu Jun heard this, he knew without thinking that the white-eyed wolf in his mother's mouth must be that boy Wang Hongliang.

Wu Jun was very unhappy when he heard this, and said to Xu Xiulan: "Aunt Xu, if he dares to come to you again and ask for money, you call me and I will cut him off."

"Alas, he really encountered difficulties this time," Xu Xiulan said with a long sigh. "My daughter-in-law's two brothers were detained in the detention center for several days because of fighting with gangsters or something. Those two children just

When they get into college, if something like this happens, it will be a problem for both of them to go to college..."

"Uh..." Wu Jun looked a little embarrassed after hearing this. It turned out that this was what happened, and he was one of the parties involved in this matter.

But why did he become a hooligan?

From Xu Xiulan's long sighs, Wu Jun learned that after Wang Hongliang came out, Hu Yanmei cried, made trouble, and divorced, asking him to arrange a relationship with her two younger brothers to clear up the case.

After finding someone to do the job, it was said that he needed at least more than three hundred thousand yuan, so Wang Hongliang was scraping together money here and there.

This incident happened because of him, and as a brother-in-law, he had no choice but to take responsibility, otherwise, his wife and children would be separated.

Wu Jun listened quietly to Xu Xiulan's words and asked, "By the way, Aunt Xu, I heard that his surname is Wang, and he also owns a rice processing factory?"

"There is such a small factory," Xu Xiulan said, "Lao Wang used to be the director of that factory. When he was there, the efficiency of the factory was pretty good. After he left, his son took over. It has not been two years.

Well, I heard that it can no longer be operated. He has already sold some of the equipment in the factory, and the money has almost been spent."

Xu Xiulan looked at Wu Jun, comparing herself with Wang Hongliang in her mind, and sighed: "You said they are both young people, why is the gap so big? If he usually saves a little money, he doesn't need to borrow money everywhere now."

Ma Dongmei added the knife at the side and said: "Sister, if he didn't let his two brothers-in-law fight with others, he wouldn't need to borrow money."

Wu Jun echoed: "Yes, my mother is right. He brought it upon himself, so there is no need to sympathize with him."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's forget it this time. There can be no next time." Ma Dongmei ended the topic about Wang Hongliang with one sentence and asked Wu Jun, "Xiao Jun, how is the supermarket business now?"

Wu Jun smiled and said: "It's great, we sell more rice every day."

Xu Xiulan said from the side: "The rice that Xiaojun brought over last time was really delicious. Our family has been working in a rice processing factory for so many years, and I have never tasted such delicious rice. I don't have to worry about selling it."

"Okay, let's call this a blessing in disguise." Ma Dongmei turned around, took Wu Guangqiang's hand on the bed, and choked, "Dad, did you hear that? Xiaojun now makes more money than some big bosses. Our family

Life is getting better day by day, just open your eyes and take a look."

On the hospital bed, Wu Guangqiang had his eyes closed, his face expressionless, and his expression was very peaceful. Suddenly, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye and dripped on the pillow.

Ma Dongmei wiped the corners of her husband's eyes and said with a choked voice: "Xiaojun, your dad can hear it. He can hear it. After this operation, he will definitely wake up."

Xu Xiulan burst into tears when she saw this. She witnessed Wu Jun's family step by step out of their initial despair.

During the most difficult time, Ma Dongmei only ate one steamed bun a day. After more than half a month, the family's situation is much better now. She is sincerely happy for the family.

Wu Jun sniffed, turned around, wiped his eyes with his fingers, and said while crying and laughing: "Mom, are you so sensational? The sensational effect of this scene can be used to film a TV series."

Ma Dongmei laughed and scolded: "You brat, you are acting naughty again. You are just like your aunt and deserve a beating."

He stayed in the hospital until four o'clock in the afternoon, and before Ma Dongmei could send someone away, Wu Jun left consciously.

After taking a taxi back to the supermarket, Wu Jun was sitting on the boss's chair behind the checkout counter before people started to arrive, thinking about something on his mind.

While chatting with Xu Xiulan in the hospital, he learned that the factory called "Hongyun Rice Processing Factory" owned by Wang Hongliang now only had some unsold small processing equipment and a warehouse that could not be sold at all.

In the moldy inventory, only the trademark is worth some money.

That rice trademark is very rare and rare for me.

But for Wang Hongliang, it was just a piece of waste paper in his hand.

I waited for more than 20 days to buy a rice trademark, and then I got Wang Hongliang.

Wang Hongliang wants to sell his trademark, so he may have to wait longer.

Now he was in urgent need of money because of the affairs of his two brothers-in-law, so he borrowed money from everywhere.

If he is anxious, Wang Hongliang is even more anxious.

Let's see who can keep calm!
Chapter completed!