Like last time, took a tricycle to the train station.

It was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and looking at the dusty square in front of him, Wang Qiang caught a glimpse of the people sleeping outside the station lined up with people sleeping and rolling tickets, like a spring festival.

Countless people are bustling, most of them are seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls, carrying large bags and small bags, he can clearly see the prosperity of an era from the joy and panic on the faces of those girls, and see a pearl pearl that is about to rise, and the wave of working girls going south to the deep town has kicked off.

He didn't have time to observe much, so he sat on the tricycle and looked around, and finally came across a small shop not far from the square.

In fact, Wang Qiang was not sure whether it was a small grocery store, but he just instructed the driver to ride to the west, and if it was not right, he would change places to find it.

Two minutes later.

When the tricycle arrived at the door of the shop, he sat behind the car and looked up to see that it was the little grocery store that Su Weiming said, and he was right.

So, Wang Qiang jumped out of the tricycle, paid the fare, first took down the suitcase that was contained, stuffed with game cards and open tapes, and then opened the bow left and right to pick up two bundles of game consoles.

Paid for the car.

The tricycle is gone.

At this time, Wang Qiang had time to look at the grocery store, the shelves on the left were full of cigarettes, snacks and drinks, and the right side of the aisle was full of all kinds of fruits.

In front of the counter, an old man in his sixties wearing a sleeveless white sweatshirt was giving change to a middle-aged woman.

The weather was a little hot, Wang Qiang carried the things to the counter one by one, and shouted inside: "Boss, bring me a bottle of water." ”

As soon as the old man finished settling the account, he said in Mandarin with a strong Cantonese accent: "What kind of water do you want?"

Wang Qiang pointed to Jianlibao.

The old man took it and gave it to him.

After paying, Wang Qiang stared at the canned Jianlibao twice, not that he liked to drink this, but the later Jianlibao no longer had the taste in his memory, maybe he grew up, maybe there were more types to choose from, anyway, after entering the new century, he felt that Jianlibao was not as good as before, so he wanted to reminisce about the taste of Jianlibao in this era.

Opening the can, he drank it all in one gulp, and then burped, and at the same time understood one thing, the later Jianlibao was indeed not as good as it is now.

After drinking, he threw the can into the trash can at the door of the store, Wang Qiang looked at his watch, it was only half past four, he was a little tired from standing, and he squatted down.

The old man suddenly said, "Wait for someone?"

Wang Qiang turned his head sideways to look at him, "Well, yes." ”

"Hey, I've become a business here, and I think business will be good when I open a teahouse. The old man was half-complaining and half-joking, it was obvious that Wang Qiang was not the first person to wait for the goods in front of his store.

However, Wang Qiang was not embarrassed by what he said, so he bought some biscuits, ham sausages and the like from the store and prepared to eat them on the train.

Unexpectedly, the old man and he opened the conversation basket and chatted all over the world.

Chatting and chatting, Wang Qiang came out with a sentence, "Did your son get the name of this store?" In his impression, the person who took the name of the small grocery store should be a young man, and he is not a middle-aged man.

The old man sat at the counter and yawned, "I have no son, only one daughter, all forty years old, I took the name of the store myself, people always call me Xiaoxu, when I opened the store, I simply took the name of a small grocery store." ”

Sweat.

Are you still young?

Who called you that you can't lose your life?

Wang Qiang was amused, and talked to the old man a few more words.

Time passed unconsciously, he looked at the watch at five o'clock, and suddenly he was not in the mood to chat, he was anxious, why didn't the delivery person come, should Su Weiming really release his own pigeons?

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao has arrived.

Just as he was thinking about it, a thick man's voice came from his ear, "Walkman?"

Wang Qiang instinctively turned his head, "Yes, I'm Wang Qiang." ”

Finally, when I arrived, my nervous heart was also put down.

The person who came was a big man over 1.9 meters, with a beard all over his face, and he nodded, "Follow me." ”

Wang Qiang said goodbye to the old man, and wanted to pick up things to keep up, but there were too many things to hold with two hands, and finally he helped with a bundle of game consoles with his beard.

……

Inside the station.

After Wang Qiang bought the ticket, he walked to the consignment department with his beard.

When he arrived at the consignment department, he admired Su Weiming, and the goods were almost weighed before they were "sold".

If you guess correctly, even if you slip away, the hundred Walkmans will not be able to sell them, and there is a good chance that seven or eight customers will eat them, otherwise they will not find someone to come over until they are weighed, it seems that Su Weiming's means are still very powerful.

Nunu, with his cheeks and beard, gestured to a small pile of neat boxes on the left side of the scale, and said, "The Walkman is inside, you check it." ”

"Good. Wang Qiang put down his things.

Walk over and open a few random boxes to take a look.

It does contain a Walkman, the same as the one I took from Boss Jia last time.

Then he counted again, a hundred, yes.

"Where's the money?" asked the bearded man.

"Wait. Wang Qiang squatted down, opened the suitcase, took out the plastic bag containing the money from the bottom, counted two thousand five and handed it over.

After receiving the money, he took out a business card from the pocket of his shirt and handed it over, "Call me directly next time you want the goods, don't go to the factory, the impact is not very good." ”

Wang Qiang took the shoddy business card and looked at it, it said "Luo Jiacheng" and a string of big brother numbers, no wonder Su Weiming ignored it at noon, it turned out that there was a special "agent", but he believed that the next time he went to Weijia Electronics, he would not find Su Weiming alone, he was likely to be a guest of the sales department.

I checked it in by the way, and then went to the waiting hall to wait.

This time I was not as lucky as last time, the consignment was not the same train, and it was a day later to get it.

……

Eight o'clock in the evening.

The train slowly drove out of the deep town at night, passing some foreign iron sheds and lead-roofed houses, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a house or a train, and everything seemed to be ready to drive away at any time.

Wang Qiang didn't feel sleepy, staring out the car window.

Outside, the sky is vast, the stars are twinkling, and the mottled starlight is above the hustle and bustle, looking down on the land with a mysterious gaze. Looking up at the starry sky in the darkness of the night, he squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying the era when the environment was not very polluted, even the night sky looked so clean.

Suddenly, feeling someone tap on the shoulder, Wang Qiang turned around and saw the biscuits handed over by a long-haired woman in her thirties, "Young man, do you want to eat?"

Now people are not as far apart as they were later.

On the train, you can often meet such a kind person, and while eating by yourself, ask the person next to you if they are eating.

Wang Qiang didn't refuse, and took a biscuit, "Thank you, eldest sister." Shoving the biscuits into his mouth, he picked up the suitcase from his feet.

The eldest sister smiled and said, "It's okay, I like to eat more slices." ”

"Okay. Wang Qiang opened the suitcase, took out a few ham sausages from it, and said to him, "Two?"

The eldest sister didn't shirk, took one and bit it open with her teeth, "Where are you going?"

Wang Qiang closed the suitcase and put it next to his heel again, which contained money, game cards, and tapes, and it was more safe to carry it with him, and said casually: "Go to Shanghai, what about you?"

"Go back to Hangzhou. The eldest sister talked a lot, improvised a chat about the famous attractions in Hangzhou, and invited Wang Qiang to have some time.

Listening to her, Wang Qiang kept a smile and nodded slightly.

After chatting for about a few minutes, the eldest sister asked, "What are you doing in Shanghai?"

Just as he was about to answer, the old man with a black mole on the left side of his face muttered, "Don't let people sleep?"

Wang Qiang gave the eldest sister an apologetic look, then stopped talking, closed his eyes and brewed sleepiness.

But tonight I don't know what's going on, I just can't sleep.

He always had a sense of urgency, perhaps because he knew that he would be able to complete the agreement with his mother when the goods were sold out this time, so he was subconsciously very excited, and he was excited to just want to return to Shanghai as soon as possible to sell the Walkman and the game console.