When Song's mother was taken upstairs, Song Song had already finalized many details of the cooperation with Xiang Qiu and was drinking with a glass of juice.

Seeing that his mother was coming, Song Song stood up and recommended Xiang Qiu.

Xiang Qiu usually doesn't ask about buying some fruits in person, but he gives Song Ma a very polite speech. Finally, he also gave Song Ma another call, saying that there were some fresh fruits or that the arrival volume had changed, so he could just call this phone directly to discuss. He was busy and might not be able to receive the call.

Song Ma thought she would see a fierce person with a big golden chain on her neck and a blue dragon and white tiger tattooed on her arms. She was a little stunned when she saw Xiang Qiu. After hearing Xiang Qiu's words, she felt that pie was falling from the sky.

She followed Song Song downstairs and returned to the car in a dizzy state, but she still felt uneasy.

Song Ma couldn't help but confirm with Song Song: "He said that as long as I can get the goods, can they eat them?"

Song Song said: "It's still not good to have too many, Brother Xiang only has that little industry." After he said that, he counted what "that little industry" meant for Song Ma.

Song Ma listened to it.

Song Song did not stimulate Song's mother anymore, and waited for her to slowly digest the matter.

For those "fallen young people" who have gone astray, the country is also looking for ways to guide and resettle them.

Xiang Qiu came back from overseas in the early years and rounded up to be half a "returnee". He resolutely took on the burden of transforming a "fallen young man" and bleaching bad industries. As long as he doesn't commit suicide, his future will be quite bright, and it is not a bad thing to cooperate with him.

As for how the Xiang family's original capital was accumulated, it would be boring to pursue it. Who can guarantee that the 18th generation of their ancestors were clean?

At least in the next twenty years, there will be fewer re-entry and criticisms. Song Song has witnessed this with his own eyes.

Song Song successfully negotiated a cooperation that made a fortune and was in a good mood. In the next few days, he either studied with his sister at home or went to see Apple with Song's mother.

Song's mother didn't know how Song Song talked to Xiang Qiu. She only knew that Song Song had to have 500 all-red apples on the Chinese Valentine's Day. They must be big and red. They have to choose one by one. They need 20,000 apples of good quality. Just take a look at this. As long as they look a little better than the apples sold on the street, they will be done.

This batch of money will be paid after the Chinese Valentine's Day.

If you have the remaining apples, you can just sell them to Xiang Qiu at a discounted price, or you can take them out to sell them yourself.

Song Song didn't want Song's mother to be so busy anymore. She would be done if she couldn't get idle. Getting up early and going to sell herself in person is really hard and laborious.

"Such a large batch of apples is hard to sell if you can't eat them." Song Ma hesitated a little.

Fruits cannot be kept for too long. The 25,000 apples may be two or three tons. Just transporting them to the provincial capital will require several trains to complete the transportation.

If Xiang Qiu couldn't eat it, this batch of apples would be in danger.

"It won't be a loss anyway." Song Song said confidently, "Don't be too tired at that time. Please help Uncle Biao and others to deliver it together. Don't worry, if you can't sell it, I'll go and borrow a microphone from Aunt Lan, stand on the street and sing while shouting and selling it for you."

Song Ma met her son's calm and confident eyes, and her heart was inexplicably settled.

The Chinese Valentine's Day is a traditional festival after all. Even if Brother Xiang can't sell it all, they can always sell it by switching to a few more places. The apples she picked are definitely better than other stores, and there is no reason to throw them into her hands.

They used to be too timid and wanted to make some small money, but they never took a bigger step, so they emptied their entire home all at once when they had to spend a lot of money.

Song Ma gritted her teeth and went out to run.

Song Song calmed down and read the questions for a few days. Every day, he tried to overcome the high school knowledge points with his sister's care for mentally retarded eyes.

I feel more tired than the battle in the business world.

After all, when doing business, you can often rely on capital and connections to solve problems. Unlike doing high school questions, you can know how to know, and you won’t know how to know. Many times, you don’t even know how to know, unless you just want to bet on luck.

Song Song is at least a person who has dealt with many high-tech technologies. Although he has forgotten many of his knowledge points, his understanding ability is countless times stronger than his peers.

In just a few days, Song Song's speed of writing questions has changed from the initial stuttering speed to the later constant speed, which has made considerable progress.

In the second week after the exam, the school had not sent a transcript, and news of calling to check points was reported one after another.

The news in the small county town spread quickly. Although no one at the landlord's aunt's family took the college entrance examination, they still learned the news as soon as possible.

"Songsong, I heard that I can check the scores. Don't be polite to Aunt Liu. Come here to call me to check the scores!" The landlord aunt came to greet Song Song.

It was hard to refuse the kindness, so Song Song had to go with his landlord and aunt. He told the truth to the landlord and aunt: "Aunt Liu, I actually didn't do well in the exam this year, so I'm going to repeat the exam for the next year."

When the landlord heard this, he was stunned. Seeing Song Song's crow-like eyelashes slightly lowered, he looked sad that he hadn't finished the exam, and he immediately comforted him: "If you repeat the exam, just repeat the exam. I heard that the boy who was a very good student in the old Hu family was also preparing to repeat the exam. He said he wanted to take the Capital University, and if he couldn't pass the exam, he would not go!"

Song Song remembered that it was an unlucky person named Hu Haiyang.

Hu Haiyang did well in the first year of the exam, but felt that he could be better, so he decided to repeat the exam.

As a result, he had a fever during the college entrance examination the next year and did not perform well. His grades dropped a lot and he had to repeat the exam for another year.

In the third year, his father ran away with gambling debts, leaving the family to face the creditors, and his grades completely declined.

In the end, Hu Haiyang didn't even get into the ideal school, and he couldn't get into the second-tier university, so he could only grit his teeth and find a job to support the whole family.

Otherwise, luck will make people think of it.

Song Song felt a little sad and sighed, "Then we may be classmates again."

When the landlord saw that Song Song was depressed, he thought he was sad for his grades and was considerately busy with other things, so he left Song Song to call him to check the scores.

Song Song dialed the scoring phone number and reported his own information, and quickly obtained his score.

Among so many subjects, the Chinese score is a little higher than he expected, and it is probably because the composition is good.

But I didn't pass the exam either.

One subject passed the English class unexpectedly.

This is probably related to his active development of overseas markets.

Human beings are so wonderful. No matter what the purpose is or the process is, everything you have done will draw corresponding traces in your life and finally shape you into what you are now.

Since returning, Song Song rarely remembered what happened later.

Later, he was successful and returned home in glory; he made a lot of money and contributed a lot of money to charity; he dealt with different people every day, was busy with different meetings and social events every day, but there were very few people around him who could speak in his heart.

Sometimes when he leaves the venue in a banquet where he is drunk and drunk, he will aimlessly ask the driver to take him around the city and see the lively and noisy night scene outside.

Later he met Gu Linshen.

He would occasionally go to Gu Linshen to do nothing, just watch him perform the experiment through the glass window of the laboratory. When Gu Linshen finished his work, he would take Gu Linshen to have a meal and feed Gu Linshen all kinds of food he liked.

At first I wanted to establish a good relationship with Gu Linshen so that I could get the skills in Gu Linshen's hands, but later I was a little addicted to this feeling.

There is a person in this world who can only see you in his eyes, rely on you without any defense, and accept your kindness to him. Such a relationship makes Song Song fascinated, as if he finally has a connection with the world that no one can cut.

Until one day, he saw that Gu Linshen could get along well with others.

He suddenly realized that in such a relationship, he was selfishly enjoying Gu Linshen's attachment to him.

If he truly regards Gu Linshen as a friend, he should guide him to contact the world more and communicate more with others, rather than greedily guide Gu Linshen to only look at him alone.

Song Song hung up the number of points checking phone number.

He sat by the phone for a long time before asking the landlord who was busy in the kitchen: "Aunt Liu, can I lend you a phone call to find a friend?"

"Of course, why are you and Aunt Liu polite?" The landlord and aunt answered happily.

Song Song picked up the receiver and dialed out a landline number.

Someone picked it up there soon, and it seemed to be a servant, and his tone was very polite: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Can Gu Linshen answer the phone?" Song Song asked without hope.

There was a moment of silence. She probably didn't expect anyone to look for Gu Linshen. However, she still competently connected to the landline to go to the room where Gu Linshen was and knocked carefully.

It took Gu Linshen a while before he opened the door.

He was still not used to dealing with people, but he had changed a lot. At this moment, he tried hard to focus his eyes on the servants and asked in a stiff voice: "Is there anything?"

Every time the servant comes into contact with Gu Linshen, he feels like he is talking to a machine.

However, I heard that Gu Linshen ignored anyone in the past, as if he was only living in his own world. Now it is very good to be able to communicate with people like this.

The servant said, "Someone called you."

Gu Linshen paused and his eyes fell on the landline held by the servant.

He picked up the receiver and tried to put it in his ear.

"Hello?"

Gu Linshen made further efforts.

Song Song heard a somewhat stiff and familiar voice coming from the opposite side, and his breathing was rapid for a moment.

He didn't know why he called this, and he didn't know what he should say. Could it be that "we encountered an accident together in our previous life. I called to confirm whether you are alive."

This is ridiculous.

Gu Linshen doesn't know him now.

"Sorry, I called the wrong one." Song Song finished calmly and hung up the phone without hesitation.

The landlord aunt walked out and saw Song Song sitting there in dismay, and comforted Song Song with kind words.

Song Song didn't listen and could only respond with a smile.

The landlord felt even more distressed when he saw it, and decided to turn around and persuade Song Ma, asking Song Ma not to blame Song Song for not being good at the exam. It is not easy for children to blame!

...

Capital, Gu family.

Gu Linshen held the receiver tightly and did not let go for a long time.

The sound coming from across the phone line was a little distorted, but he would never admit his mistake.
To be continued...