"How does it taste?" After eating a few mouthfuls of the two kinds of rice, Wu Jun raised his head and asked Xu Fei opposite.

"Angkor... are you sure this rice costs 18 yuan per catty, not 18 yuan per catty?" Xu Fei pointed at the bowl of Mengcharong rice with her chopsticks and said with a weird expression, "I feel like you spent the money."

It’s so unfair, the taste of this Meng Chalong is not even a bit worse than our Hongyun rice.”

"Indeed, he still has the nerve to sell it for 18 yuan a pound, fooling the people." Wu Jun stood up, directly picked up the two bowls of steamed rice from Mengcharong rice and walked towards the kitchen trash can.

"Hey, don't dump Angkor! What a waste! Although the taste is not good, it is still edible." Amid Xu Fei's exclamation, Wu Jun poured the two bowls of rice into the trash can.

Wu Jun turned around and walked back to the dining table to sit down, and explained with a smile: "This is called paying attention to the enemy tactically, despising the enemy strategically, and crushing the enemy from the momentum. In my eyes, Meng Chalong is nothing...

…”

"Eat, eat, our rice is called rice." Wu Jun greeted, took a mouthful of food, and after tasting it, he gave Xu Fei a thumbs up and praised, "Xu Fei, you have a professional chef certificate, right?"

?No wonder you don’t like takeout. Your skills are much better than the takeout outside."

"No way, Angkor knows how to make fun of me." Xu Fei smiled shyly, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

After trying Meng Chalong, Wu Jun became more confident in the rice in his game. In front of his lucky rice, Meng Chalong was like a younger brother.

"Angkor, are we going to raise the price?" After finishing the meal, Xu Fei said while washing the dishes, "The dragons we just ate can be sold for 18 yuan per catty, and our lucky rice sells for 81 yuan.

A pound of money is not expensive."

Wu Jun couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "You really dare to think that it costs 81 yuan per catty. Our 50-jin bag of rice costs 4,000 yuan, and the workers can exchange one bag of rice for one month's salary."

[Resource Tycoon] upgrades to unlock new resources and needs to sell 10,000 tons of rice. Wu Jun has set the price at 5 yuan per pound, aiming at the large market of ordinary consumers.

Even if you sell 5 yuan a pound and sell 10,000 tons of rice, you can become a billionaire.

If it sells for 80 yuan per catty and sells out 10,000 tons, I will directly enter the Forbes list.

However, if it had been priced at 20 to 30 yuan per catty, it would have been difficult to sell as well as it is now. I don’t know when it will be possible to complete the task of selling 10,000 tons of rice.

Wu Jun said: "If we don't increase the price, we will sell it for 5 yuan. After eating our rice, customers will all recognize this one. It is so unkind to suddenly increase the price. I don't know how many people will scold us behind our back for being unscrupulous."

Where are the profiteers?"

"Yes, I guess none of those uncles and aunts would be willing to spend hundreds or even thousands of dollars on a bag of rice. If it were me, I wouldn't be willing to part with it." Xu Fei also wanted to understand after hearing Wu Jun's explanation.

"I'll help you wash the dishes." After finishing the price discussion, Wu Jun got up and walked towards the sink.

"No, no, brother Ang, please go out and take a rest. Just leave these little things to me." Xu Fei said without any explanation and pushed him out of the kitchen.

Wu Jun was kicked out of the kitchen, and he smiled helplessly. His evaluation of this little employee improved from a five-star rating to a ten-star rating.

The supermarket was very quiet at the moment. Wu Jun sat on the boss's chair behind the cashier for a while. When he saw Xu Fei coming out after washing the dishes, he stood up and offered her his seat, "Xu Fei, come and sit for a while. I'll make a phone call."

.”

"I'll tidy up the shelves and see which ones should be replenished." After Xu Fei finished speaking, she walked towards the shelves.

Wu Jun: "..."

Other bosses would like their employees to work all the time without taking a break, but as a boss, she wouldn't even agree to let Xu Fei take a break.

Seeing that Xu Fei was very motivated, Wu Jun stopped trying to persuade her.

Lifting his legs and entering the bedroom, Wu Jun took out "Luo Xing's" number from the address book on his mobile phone and dialed it.

"Dudu..." After understanding the situation of his opponent Meng Charong, Wu Jun was full of confidence at this moment and felt that this order was easily obtained.

"Hello, who's there?" The phone was connected, and a strong male voice came from the other side.

"Hello, Mr. Luo, I am the dealer of Hongyun Rice, Wu..."

"Beep, beep, beep..." After hearing Wu Jun announce his door, the other party hung up the phone decisively.

When I called again, I couldn't get through and was blacklisted.

what's the situation……

Don’t you even give me a chance to communicate?

Wu Jun was rejected at the beginning, and Wu Jun's full confidence was completely shattered. It seems that Meng Chalong's dealer has a very close relationship with Luo Xing. He is determined to sign a contract with Meng Chalong. He doesn't want to

Give others a chance.

After dialing the number several times, but still unable to get through, Wu Jun put away his cell phone, pushed the door open, walked out of the bedroom, and entered the supermarket.

"What's wrong, Angkor? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Seeing Wu Jun's depressed look, Xu Fei stopped what she was doing and asked with concern on her face before following him.

"Nothing." Wu Jun forced a smile, said that, and walked towards the cashier.

Sitting on the boss's chair behind the cash register, all Wu Jun could think about was money, 1.25 million, and he just watched it slip away from him!

Jingle bell bell~

Suddenly, the cell phone in Wu Jun's pocket rang.

Could it be that Luo Xing figured it out and called him back?

Wu Jun reached out and took out the phone from his pocket with the fastest hand speed ever.

When I saw "Lao Luo" on the caller ID, my excitement calmed down instantly.

"What's wrong, Lao Luo?" Wu Jun answered the phone and asked weakly.

Luo Weimin's voice came from the other side: "Xiao Wu, what size clothes does your mother wear?"

"Huh?" Wu Jun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Lao Luo, you want to ask Aunt Xu's size, right? You're beating around the bush with me. Aunt Xu has a similar figure to my mother, so just buy the M size.

"

Luo Weimin said: "Okay, I understand. Send me the location of your supermarket. I will go to your place later and we can have a meal together."

"Are you not working at the moment? Night shift?" Wu Jun raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was just 3:10 and asked in confusion.

Luo Weimin said: "Hey, that shift is no longer available. When Xiulan was doing cleaning in the community, I worked as a security guard. Now that she is gone, I have also withdrawn. Okay, let's do this for now. Hang up the phone.

Remember to send me your location and I will come find you later."

Wu Jun also wanted to ask him why he came here, and if there was anything he couldn't say over the phone and he had to make a trip, Luo Weimin didn't give him a chance and had hung up the phone.

Wu Jun edited the location of the small supermarket and sent it to Luo Weimin, and then sent him a location.

The two of them have known each other since they first met Wang Hongliang's car, and it has been almost twenty days now.

Although they are quite different in age, the two of them get along very well, have worked together, and are involved in the relationship with Xu Xiulan, so they have become good friends who have been together for many years.

In Luo Weimin's words, Wu Jun was the key person who connected him with Xu Xiulan.

If he and Xu Xiulan can successfully join hands in the future and achieve good results, they will inevitably give Wu Jun a red envelope as a matchmaker.

At 4:10 p.m., Luo Weimin arrived at the small supermarket carrying large and small bags according to Wu Junfa's positioning.

Seeing Luo Weimin again, Wu Jun almost didn't dare to recognize him.

Although her hair is already gray, it is combed meticulously.

Wearing a light gray Nike sportswear and sneakers, he looked energetic, as if he had suddenly become more than ten years younger.

It is difficult to connect the Luo Weimin in front of him with the old man wearing security uniforms whom he met more than 20 days ago.

"Lao Luo... what's going on with you? Did you win the lottery?" Wu Jun stood up to greet him and asked in surprise.

Luo Weimin's outfit looks genuine at first glance, and it adds up to several thousand yuan.

Wu Jun has made a lot of money these days, and he no longer feels wronged when it comes to dressing. Not long ago, he just bought a few sets of clothes for going out, and he still has some discernment.

"Haha, you kid, you know how to make fun of me." Luo Weimin smiled heartily, raised his arm, and put the large and small bags in his hand on the cashier.

Wu Jun said: "Come on, come on. Why do you bring so many things? It's so foreign."

"These things are not for you, bring them to Xiulan for me. Yours are still outside, come with me to get them." After Luo Weimin finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the supermarket.

Wu Jun followed him out with a puzzled look on his face. When he saw Luo Weimin opening the trunk of a black Audi A 8 in front of the door, Wu Jun was dumbfounded.

This Lao Luo is hiding too deeply, he is simply the sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple!

A boss who drives an Audi A 8, you go to work as a security guard in a community?!
Chapter completed!