8 September 1990.

For three days in a row, the entire Panyu was hit by a super typhoon.

The violent typhoon devastated the trees, the thin houses, and the fields that people had worked so hard to plant.

People hide in their houses and dare not go out, cables are disconnected, water and electricity are cut off, and the whole life seems to return to the old society all at once.

Finally, after waiting for the violent typhoon to pass, people dared to come out of their houses, and the government called on people to collectively rescue and relieve the disaster.

Due to the impact of the typhoon, many traffic arteries in Panyu were forced to be interrupted, and there were mudslides and landslides on the national highway alone, as well as trees broken and intercepted, and transport vehicles could not pass, and many materials became scarce.

As the master who was appointed by Fu Qingqing as the acting director of the three major toy factories, Su has been going crazy for the past few days.

Toy production, which had been running smoothly, was forced to suspend due to the urgent shortage of plush raw materials.

No matter how much Master Su wants to break his head, he can't figure it out, why doesn't that guy from Cheng Dafa stock up, why don't he store some plush raw materials?

Now that something like this suddenly happens, what do you do with yourself?

On the phone, Master Su found out all the phone books of the toy factory, found out all the raw material suppliers, and frantically called these merchants, telling each other that the toy factory needs plush raw materials and send them quickly.

But the other party's answer was---

"Excuse me, boss, we've sold out of raw materials!"

"I'm sorry, boss, there's no raw materials!"

"The raw materials were rounded earlier!"

"It was already snapped up before the typhoon!"

"No! not at all!"

Faced with such an answer, Master Su was completely confused.

What's going on?

Plush raw materials were snapped up?

Who the hell is it, who is doing it behind the scenes!

Just when Master Su was dizzy, he received a phone call, but it was Fu Qingqing calling.

Fu Qingqing looked very calm on the phone, and she opened her mouth to ask about the situation of Master Su's recent factory.

Master Su hesitated, after all, the eldest lady gave such an important task to herself, and she didn't hand it over to Chen Biao, which showed her trust in herself, but now, ......

In the end, Master Su still gritted his teeth, did not dare to hide the situation, and said that the factory was short of raw materials and could not continue to work.

Over there, Fu Qingqing didn't seem surprised at all, but said to Master Su, I already know about this matter, I received news that there is a merchant who still hoards this kind of raw material, and now we will go over to negotiate together.

After saying this, Fu Qingqing hung up the phone.

Master Su was a little dumbfounded, he didn't understand how Fu Qingqing could know this, let alone how she found that merchant.

......

In fact, Fu Qingqing was also very surprised, originally she was taking a bath in the small villa--- the typhoon has been blowing so hard in the past few days that even the water and electricity in the villa have almost been cut off, and it is finally back to normal, Fu Qingqing planned to take a good bath, and at this time the phone in the living room rang.

Fu Qingqing wrapped himself in a bath towel, came out of the bathroom with his hair wet, and answered the phone while wiping his hair.

After the phone was connected, an unfamiliar voice told Fu Qingqing that there was a raw material crisis in the toy factory, and only he had the plush raw materials in urgent need in his hands.

Fu Qingqing was surprised, so he hurriedly called Master Su to ask the truth of the matter, but he didn't expect that as the man said, the three toy factories he had just acquired were really shut down because of the shortage of raw materials.

You must know that according to the plan made by Song Zhichao for her, these toys must be completed before the Asian Games, otherwise they will lose the opportunity to use the Asian Games to sell well, that is to say, work must not be stopped during this time, as long as the work is stopped, the whole plan will be in vain.

Although she was a little anxious in her heart, Fu Qingqing still remained calm, because in her opinion, this hoarding merchant wanted to make a little money at most, and she Fu Qingqing could definitely afford it.

"These mainlanders also know how to hoard goods, and it looks like they want to sprinkle some dog food to get rid of this roadblock!" Fu Qingqing wiped his wet hair with a towel, and said disdainfully.

......

According to the agreed time, at three o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, Fu Qingqing took his master Su and drove by Chen Biao to a warehouse area in the eastern suburbs of Panyu County.

The place is relatively remote, far from the city center, and is basically a series of large warehouses.

There are many types of warehouses, ranging from traditional cement and red brick to simple iron sheets.

But unfortunately, many tin houses have been swept up in the sky because of the typhoon, and now they are in a mess, there are tattered tin sheets everywhere, and the goods in the warehouse are also scattered around, and those merchants are hiring people to clean and screen, and it seems that the loss is great.

On the side of the road, there are all kinds of people.

There was a strong man carrying a dead pig that had "died violently" in the typhoon, and he happily rushed home, and it was certain that the pig was picked up.

Others took nets and fished in the ditches by the roadside, and the fish were all white-bellied and blistered, and their lives were not long in sight.

There are also some grandmothers and uncles sitting on the ground crying and grabbing the ground, opposite is the continuous strawberry greenhouse, now the greenhouse has been overturned, and the strawberries planted in it are even more sparse by the typhoon.

The car made its way along the dirt road and soon stopped in front of a cement and red brick warehouse.

This kind of warehouse is the safest, no matter how big the typhoon is, it can stand still, so the goods in the warehouse are also the safest, unlike the ones that passed by before, basically all of them were damaged.

Chen Biao and Master Su got out of the car first, and there were potholes and mud everywhere they fell.

Seeing this, Master Su hurriedly took off the big hanging clothes he was wearing, and he didn't feel dirty, so he spread them directly on the ground, and then let Fu lightly step on his clothes and get out of the car.

After Fu Qingqing came down, he looked around and asked, "Is this the place?"

Master Su nodded, "It should be here." ”

Fu Qingqing said: "Lead the way." ”

Master Su walked in front, Fu Qingqing walked in the middle, and Chen Biao escorted behind.

After walking for about four or five seconds, they came to the door of the warehouse, where a dog was tethered, and when he saw someone coming, he barked at them.

Fu Qingqing frowned, feeling that the environment here was too harsh, if it weren't for the problem of raw materials, she would definitely not come to this kind of place.

took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, and Fu Qingqing saw that there was dog feces piled around the dog, which looked dirty.

Master Su was afraid of dogs, so he asked Chen Biao to come forward and knock on the door.

Chen Biao was also a little afraid.

Who is not afraid of such a fierce dog? Chen Biao despised his master Su very much, and pushed the dangerous work to himself.

Hard-headed, he greeted Master Su's constricted chrysanthemum, Chen Biao wanted to step forward, but before he could pass, the roller shutter "creaked" open.

Immediately, a head poked out of it and asked them, "Is it Miss Fu?"

Master Su preemptively said: "It's us, you are the boss here?"

The man shook his head and said, "I'm not, I'm here to help look after the warehouse temporarily." ”

"Did you make the call?"

"I hit it, but my boss asked me to beat it!" The man opened the roller shutter completely, and the dog was still barking, so the man kicked it and said, "Dog, what is it called, I didn't see the guests coming!"

The dog "whooped" and was honest with his tail between his legs.

"Miss Fu, please come in!" the man looked polite.

Fu Qingqing's eyebrows wrinkled even more, what kind of character was the other party, he actually invited himself to this kind of ghost place, and he wanted to vomit when he saw it.

Helplessly, since I came, I could only go in first to see.

Seeing Miss Fu walk in, Master Su and Chen Biao also hurriedly followed in.

Fortunately, it's a little cleaner inside, unlike the muddy floor outside, which is messy and has everything.

Look at the warehouse again, there are piles of plush materials as high as a mountain, which is more than enough to make a million plush toys.

Fu Qingqing took the handkerchief away from his nose, didn't want to be verbose, and said directly to the janitor: "Make a price, I want all the raw materials here, how much?"

The man smiled and said, "I can't be the master of this, you have to ask my boss!"

"What about your boss?"

"Oh, he'll be there soon!"

As he spoke, he heard footsteps outside.

Before anyone arrived, a familiar voice arrived first---

"Miss Fu, we're meeting again!" the tone was full of ridicule and banter.

Immediately, I saw Song Zhichao, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walking in with his super cool cat steps, smiling and smiling.