Chapter 155: Substrates
Deep Town, morning.
It's past ten o'clock now.
In October, even in the south, the temperature has dropped a lot.
Before coming to Shenzhen, Wang Qiang contacted Ding Yujuan and said that he would send two computers to Shenzhen today, and he would still use the same method last time.
After arriving in Shenzhen yesterday, Wang Qiang sent the four-piece set to Sister Xu for the first time, and then went to Weijia Electronics and Baonuojin to get the goods, and found other merchants to buy all the goods they needed and send them to the train station for consignment.
Spending hundreds of thousands of dollars a day, even if he knew that it was a purchase, Wang Qiang felt a little distressed, whether in his previous life or in this life, he did not personally take so much cash to make transactions, even if it was to buy a house, it was just bank transfers and loans, how could it hurt to spend cash.
He got up early this morning and rented a community house in Fudian District, and then after a short time, two Hong Kong people who delivered the computer contacted Wang Qiang, and he called a car to send the computer to the rental house, so he found a phone nearby and called Fang Yueqing and asked him to bring Zhang Ziyan and the senior over.
house.
As soon as I moved the two computers to the southeast corner of the living room and put them down, there was a knock on the door outside.
Knock knock.
Are they coming?
Running over to open the door, Wang Qiang saw three girls standing outside the house, Fang Yueqing and Zhang Ziyan had seen it, and the remaining girl wearing a red plaid coat of about 1.65 meters had never seen it, thinking that it should be the senior.
"Brother Qiangzi. ”
"Brother Qiangzi. ”
Fang Yueqing and Zhang Ziyan greeted each other in unison.
"Xiaoqing, Xiaoyan. Wang Qiang replied with a smile, then stretched out his hand and said, "Introduce me to your seniors?"
The girl took the initiative to say: "Hello Mr. Wang, I heard Xiaoqing and Xiaoyan talk about you, my name is Jiang Cuihua." ”
"Hello Miss Jiang. Wang Qiang said hello, turned sideways and let the three of them into the house, "Come in and sit." ”
The three girls walked in and sat down at the table, Zhang Ziyan looked at the two-bedroom and one-bedroom fully furnished room and said in surprise: "Brother Qiangzi, you rented such a good house?"
"Hehe, in general. Wang Qiang took the door with his hand, walked towards the three of them, and said, "I think if you are tired from work, you can take a rest inside." ”
Jiang Cuihua looked at Wang Qiang and couldn't help but say, "No wonder Xiaoyan said that you would think about others." ”
Wang Qiang laughed when he heard this, pulled the bench and sat down, chatted with the three girls for a while, and finally said, "I got the computer for you." He pointed to the two large cardboard boxes in the corner, meaning inside, "What tools do you need, how much money do you need, tell me, I'll put the money next to Xiaoqing when I go back, and you can use it yourself." ”
"Ahem. Fang Yueqing coughed twice, sniffed her nose, her face was a little pale, and said, "Let me put the money here?"
Wang Qiang didn't pay much attention to her condition, nodded and said, "Well, I'm going back tomorrow, so I'm going to trouble you, and then you have to use the money to get it from Xiaoqing." ”
What kind of value 30,000 yuan is in the current era can be imagined by everyone.
Even Fang Yueqing, who was very weak, still showed a hint of trust in her eyes.
Zhang Ziyan said very refreshingly: "Okay, leave the rest to me and Sister Cuihua." ”
"That ......," Jiang Cuihua said again.
How could Wang Qiang, who had been in society for many years, not know what she was going to say, it was nothing more than a matter of remuneration.
So, Wang Qiang took the initiative to say: "You two can't crack the substrate for me in vain, what about me, I plan to give you a reward of 1,000 yuan for each substrate cracked, and 500 for making one, is it okay?"
Jiang Cuihua nodded with a happy face, obviously she didn't expect Wang Qiang to be so generous.
On the contrary, Zhang Ziyan hesitated, gritted her teeth and said, "You can just give it to Sister Cuihua, I ...... it."
Wang Qiang interrupted: "Don't, Xiaoyan, if you help me do things and delay my studies, how can I not be paid at all? ”
Zhang Ziyan wanted to say something, but was finally persuaded by Wang Qiang's righteous words, he didn't want to owe someone a little girl, maybe in the eyes of some people, wouldn't it be a favor, but Wang Qiang understood that cracking the substrate was not an easy thing, and it took a lot of time and energy to work on it.
After talking about things again, Jiang Cuihua and Zhang Ziyan said that in addition to buying the street fighter substrate that Wang Qiang needs, they also need blank substrates and other tools and materials, a total of about 30,000 yuan, and Wang Qiang may need to invest additional funds in the future.
Since he wanted to make an arcade substrate, Wang Qiang naturally agreed, and handed 30,000 yuan to Fang Yueqing in front of Jiang Cuihua and Zhang Ziyan.
When giving money, Wang Qiang inadvertently touched Fang Yueqing's hand, and was suddenly startled, "Ouch, why are you so hot?"
Fang Yueqing said weakly: "It's a little cold." ”
Zhang Ziyan glanced at her, "What is a small cold, I took my temperature last night, thirty-eight degrees." ”
Wang Qiang said with concern: "Did you go to get a sling injection?"
Fang Yueqing cheered up and said with a smile: "It's okay, sleep well in the afternoon and the temperature will subside." ”
Zhang Ziyan debunked her and said: "Brother Qiangzi, don't listen to her, it was useless for me to persuade her yesterday afternoon until this morning, she is afraid of needle." ”
Fang Yueqing, who was originally flushed, seemed to be even redder when she was said to be broken, after all, it was a shame to be in her twenties and afraid of getting an injection, so she flatly denied it: "No, you are talking nonsense." ”
Zhang Ziyan: "Then why don't you go?"
Fang Yueqing: "I'...... I think it's okay. ”
Zhang Ziyan: "It's okay if my face is red with a fever." ”
Fang Yueqing: "I didn't feel a fever. ”
Zhang Ziyan pushed her glasses, reached out and grabbed Wang Qiang's hand and leaned it towards Fang Yueqing's forehead, "Brother Qiangzi, you touch her forehead to see how hot it is." ”
As soon as his hand touched Fang Yueqing's forehead, Wang Qiang felt a hot breath, and he immediately said, "It's so hot, Xiaoqing, listen to me, let's go to the clinic to have a look." ”
It's like boiling water, he estimated that it was more than thirty-eight degrees, thinking that the girl had a fever and was running around for her own affairs, Wang Qiang felt sorry for a while.
Jiang Cuihua, who didn't talk much on the side, also persuaded: "Yes, let's go and see." ”
Fang Yueqing was still holding on, "It's really okay, the cold used to be much more serious than this, I just drank some hot water and slept and it was fine." ”
Zhang Ziyan and Jiang Cuihua didn't know how to persuade her, so they had to shake their heads helplessly.
But Wang Qiang, who couldn't help it, didn't give up yet, he looked at Fang Yueqing seriously, "Xiaoqing, I don't know why you don't want to go to the doctor, but have you thought about it, when you are sick, your good friends are worried about you, they all love you, why don't you love yourself, why do you let them worry?"
Hearing this, and looking at the concerned looks of Zhang Ziyan and Wang Qiang, Fang Yueqing hesitated for a while, so she had to nod, "Okay, can't I go for the injection?"
Zhang Ziyan immediately said: "That's okay, let Brother Qiangzi accompany you, and Sister Cuihua and I will go to buy materials." ”