The situation is similar for several tree farms, as soon as the first one is available and renovated, subsequent orders follow.

After posting his paging number, Li Xian's BP machine rang non-stop, and without exception, they all came to inquire and set the decoration time.

Faced with more than 30 orders coming in one after another, Li Xian felt that he couldn't continue to stay in the forest farm, and he should find a helper!

On the one hand, he needs to produce design drafts for these orders. Although they all fancy the new decoration trend of ceramic tiles, after all, they are young people and have their own needs for the style of the wall.

Li Xian also felt that he couldn't make the decoration plan too simple, so he wanted to design a few more sets of plans for those young couples to choose from. But then you have to go to the Forestry Department to see what kind of tiles are left in the inventory.

And then there is also a matter of ceramic tiles, after all, there are more orders now, and the personnel have solved it themselves, but the delivery of ceramic tiles is a big problem.

Yang Hongshan seems to have begun to work hard in the past two days to take down the tile factory, and every time he calls the factory, it is borrowed by a woman. The attitude is very bad, and he is extremely impatient in the face of his own delivery needs. Pointing to such a person to arrange the number and color of tiles for himself, Li Xian didn't have a score in his heart.

You know, if the tiles are not enough or the tiles are wrong, then you have to rearrange the car to go to the Forestry Bureau to pick it up. It takes a day to come and go, and the freight costs more, not to mention, the main thing is that it is too delayed.

Later, half of the deposit was paid and then the completion was settled. Li Xian didn't want to be delayed by efficiency for too long.

So after thinking about it, he decided to return to the Forestry Bureau and command it remotely.

After explaining that Wang Qinghe went to Li Jie on time at six o'clock every night to wait for his call, Li Xian rode a motorcycle and went to the Forestry Bureau.

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Yang Hongshan is indeed already operating the affairs of the plate factory, and the property rights of the tile factory are in the Diversified Business Bureau, but it is under the jurisdiction of the Commercial Bureau, so the procedures are more troublesome.

Li Xian waited in the factory for a long time before finally waiting for this big brother back.

After turning over the situation of poor delivery with him, Yang Hongshan was also helpless. Now the people in the factory are dissatisfied with him, and unless he puts down the affairs of the factory now, it will be like a fart if he takes care of it.

Seeing this, Li Xian had no choice but to buy two auspicious cigarettes outside and find the administrator of the warehouse. Sure enough, the two cigarettes were sent out, which was much better than Yang Hongshan.

Thinking that it was inconvenient for the tractor to enter the city, and that the traffic police would always stop the car and fine it, Li Xian specially gave the transportation team in the factory a benefit, asking them to send the goods he picked up later directly to the vicinity of the dry rest house at the east end of the Forestry Bureau.

After finishing his work in the tile factory, he immediately went to the dry rest house.

The dry rest house has an apartment for rent, and he directly asked for a room close to the mailroom. This is my own office, which is convenient for the transportation of tiles, and convenient for the telephone, so that you can better command Wang Qinghe.

After a busy day, it's another day's time.

The old men in the retreat house were amazed when they saw that they hadn't seen each other for a few days, Li Xian rode his motorcycle and brought his BP machine.

thought that Li Xian had made a lot of money through the coffin.

After inquiring, I learned that Li Xian was now doing the work of decorating and reselling tiles again, Wang Linhe and Zheng Weishi and others were stunned. Wang Linhe, in particular, has a new understanding of Li Xian's ability.

Next.

Li Xian began to run the tile factory to select bricks in the morning, and then found a car to send away, and it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon after the busy work. Since I got up in the morning, the water and rice have not entered, and the iron-beaten man is a little unbearable.

Dragging his tired body, he came to the cafeteria of the dry rest house. It's past dinner, but there are still some cold steamed buns and leftover vegetable soup in the canteen.

I can't care so much about my hungry stomach. Li Xian took a big bowl and ate it with a sigh.

Nibbling on the slag steamed buns, Li Xian felt that his current state of life was seriously inconsistent with the positioning of the reborn.

I should be the master who lies down and makes money!

How did you exhaust yourself like a dog?

Well, something must have gone wrong.

After thinking about it, he felt that he should find a helper. Thinking so, the image of the boy on the roof of the school dormitory, crying bitterly, came to mind.

Li Xian slapped his thigh: yes, Qicun is still squatting at home and has nothing to do!

Just when he was secretly thinking about calling the seven-inch thing for a while, he asked him to help him run errands, when a light cough behind him interrupted his thoughts.

Looking back, it was the local tyrant sister who bought her walnut skin.

Seeing this, Li Xian was not surprised. This weekend, I guess I came to see my grandfather.

"Yo, beauty. The two of us are really fated to each other. Looking at Wang Zhiye, who was wearing a white dress and her hair was untied and draped over her shoulders, Li Xian stretched out her oily and dirty hand: "Officially get to know Li Xian." ”

The local tyrant's sister looked at him with disgust, "Who has a relationship with you, my name is Wang Zhiye." ”

Li Xian was not embarrassed, withdrew his hand, rubbed it on his clothes, and said unashamedly: "The Buddha said that a thousand times of looking back in the past life can be exchanged for once in this life, and after counting, we have met three times." In this way, in the previous life, he must have looked back and his neck was broken! If this is not love, what else is there to look forward to?"

Wang Zhiye had already been deeply attracted by the novel "retrospective theory", but when she heard the latter sentence, her white face instantly became angry.

"Why are you such a scoundrel!"

She used an affirmative sentence.

"Knowing that I'm a hooligan, you still come here to set it up. Li Xian picked up the big bowl and took another bite of vegetable soup.

Wang Zhiye was annoyed, she always felt that the person in front of her was both interesting and full of indescribable evil spirit.

She let out a long breath, ready not to worry about Li Xian, put the rattan kettle in her hand aside, and sat opposite Li Xian.

Li Xian, who looked at the pig lamb eating like a pig, wondered: "I'm just curious, how can I see you anywhere." And your hand is too long. I used to pour walnut skin, then I sold coffins here, and now I have started to decorate them. By the way, I saw you that day when I went to the Diversified Business Bureau. Director Zhao of the Assets Division told him that you had ordered a batch of aluminum ingots from him. How can you toss so much?"

Li Xian was surprised, feeling that the world was too small, and this girl could know about making aluminum ingots by herself.

Zhao Liang's mouth was also a little relieved, and after thinking about it, he was also relieved - he didn't sign a confidentiality agreement with others.

It's just that Wang Zhiye's doubts made Li Xian feel quite bored, and by the way, he labeled her a little boy in his heart.

Curiosity about strangers or those who have no necessary connection is generally the thinking that only people who are seventeen or eighteen years old will think.

A mature and steady person like Li Xian will never have any curiosity about the opposite sex or ask boring questions.

He swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, looked at Wang Zhiye's eyes, and said word by word: "Of course it's to make money! Make enough money, ask a beautiful girl like you to be your wife." By the way, Sister Zhiye, do you have a partner? Hey, don't go! If you don't have a partner, consider me!"