Zhao Ziqiao suddenly came like this, but Zhao Guohui was frightened, and he said to Zhao Ziqiao angrily: "What are you going to do when you are so surprised?"

"I just thought of someone who should be able to solve my sales problem. Zhao Ziqiao said to Zhao Guohui with some excitement.

As soon as Zhao Guohui heard this, he also came to the spirit, Zhao Ziqiao had just come back not long ago, and he basically stayed in the village, where did he know the people?

"Who?"

"Smell seven coins. Zhao Ziqiao said the name in his heart.

Hearing this name, Zhao Guohui immediately thought of Wen Qiqian's appearance, this name is too special, he can't forget it even if he wants to, plus his grandfather's identity, it can naturally be deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Is he okay?" Although Zhao Ziqiao moved Wen Qiqian out, Zhao Guohui still had a skeptical attitude, they had met Wen Qiqian once, and they didn't know each other at all, and it was unknown whether the other party would help.

"Try it!" Zhao Ziqiao said with a smile, but he was a little sure in his heart, after all, when doing business, he looked at the quality of the goods, and the quality was passed, who was it handed over to not make money?

Zhao Guohui looked at the look on Zhao Ziqiao's face, and shook his head slightly in his heart, he felt that Zhao Ziqiao might have thought too ideal.

Zhao Ziqiao said that he would do it, and Zhao Guohui did not stop him, if he could really reach an agreement, it would be a good thing for Zhao Ziqiao.

The phone rang a few times, but the other party hadn't answered yet, Zhao Ziqiao felt a little bad in his heart, and after dozens of seconds, a synthetic voice from the customer service came from the phone, and the phone didn't work.

Try again, maybe he didn't hear it. Zhao Ziqiao said reluctantly, and also gave himself a reason to continue calling.

Selling KTV, the best KTV in the cold market, in the 666 box, Wen Qiqian was having a small gathering with friends, a friend had just finished singing a song, and cheers rang in the box, but the phone rang in the cheers.

Wen Qiqian looked at the unfamiliar number that called with some annoyance, this number just called, he didn't answer, and he didn't bother to answer, I didn't expect the person who called to be energetic?

"Seventh Young Master, is your girlfriend Chagang?" Hearing Wen Qiqian's mobile phone ringing, the person who had just finished singing a song held the microphone and joked with a smile.

Lao Tzu exudes the fragrance of being single, where is his girlfriend?"

Wen Qiqian gave the other party a middle finger after speaking, but bursts of laughter sounded in the box, Wen Qiqian glanced at the mobile phone that was still ringing, hung up directly, and greeted: "Who should sing?"

"Waiting for you!" someone shouted, handing Wen Qiqian a microphone.

Wen Qiqian took the microphone, and through the stereo, he said in a loud voice: "Let you listen to what is called master-level singing!"

Wen Qiqian's words, it caused everyone to laugh again, and the screen also began to play the prelude to "Leaving People Sorrow", for singing, Wen Qiqian is a bit niche, I like to listen to some ancient styles, just like this "Leaving People Sorrow", he basically heard it when the singer first uploaded it, at first he just thought it was a little good, tasteful enough, and it was a good song, but he didn't expect that a month or two later, it would be shaking and becoming popular, which really made him a little unexpected.

I thought I would have time to put it on in front of people, but now the people in the box can sing it without saying anything, but humming a few choruses can still do it.

"A pair of mandarin ducks playing on the water surface in the rain..."

Wen Qiqian didn't open his mouth, but the song rang out, and he was about to ask who was singing, but he saw the mobile phone lit up on the screen on the coffee table on the marble table.

"Damn, isn't this grandson finished?" Seeing that there was a call from the same number, Wen Qiqian said a little angrily, and the song on the screen had already begun to be sung, even if he was in a hurry to enter the song now, it was still an incomplete work.

"Seven dollars, is your grandfather looking for you?"

Seeing that someone called Wen Qiqian many times, some people said to Wen Qiqian with a slight worry, they were a little worried about Wen Qiqian and his grandfather, with the old man's temper, he definitely didn't like Wen Qiqian to have too much contact with them.

"Definitely not my grandfather! My grandfather has my mobile phone number, and he won't..." In the middle of speaking, Wen Qiqian grabbed his mobile phone and said to the others: "Brothers, you sing first, I'll go out and answer the phone." ”

Out of the box, Wen Qiqian found a quiet place, and the person who took the initiative to call him called back, if it was really his grandfather who called him with someone else's mobile phone, he could also take the initiative.

Seeing Zhao Ziqiao, who was rejected three times in a row, the corners of Zhao Guohui's mouth snickered slightly, these days, if the interpersonal relationship was so good, he would have been mixed up in the province a long time ago, and he would not nest here in the cold market.

But the brother was deflated, Zhao Guohui still had to be comforted, just as he was about to speak, the mobile phone in Zhao Ziqiao's hand rang, and the caller ID was Wen Qiqian.

What's the situation? Are people so cheap now? Take the initiative to call you, but you don't answer? Do you have to fight back in person?

Zhao Ziqiao saw that Wen Qiqian called back, and his face was also happy, just now he was in a much better mood after eating three 'not answering the phone', Wen Qiqian was able to call back, maybe it was really inconvenient to answer just now.

Ignoring Zhao Guohui, who secretly approached, Zhao Ziqiao picked up the phone, and asked directly on the other end of the phone: "Hello, who are you?"

"Wen Qiqian, I'm Zhao Ziqiao. Zhao Ziqiao reported to himself, after all, the two had met once, and it was normal that they didn't remember people.

"Zhao Ziqiao?" Wen Qiqian was puzzled for a moment, and then said, "I don't know." ”

This sentence didn't know, which directly made Zhao Ziqiao's face a little embarrassed, but for the mountain of oranges in his hand, Zhao Ziqiao endured the discomfort in his heart, and said: "I am the one who you and Old Man Wen came to the flavor hall that day, and I chatted with you with the owner of the flavor hall." ”

Zhao Ziqiao said this, the other side was silent for a while, oh, and said in a somewhat cold tone: "I remember." Do you have anything to do with me?"

Hearing Wen Qiqian's tone, Zhao Ziqiao had the idea of scolding the last MMP in his heart, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the thoughts in his heart, kept his tone unfluctuating, and said: "Didn't I hear you say that your father was in the fruit business last time? I now have a batch of high-quality oranges on hand and want to do a business with you." ”

"Do business? Then forget it! That's all my dad cares about, and I don't have much to do with it. Wen Qiqian didn't think about it, and refused directly.

First, he and Zhao Ziqiao are not familiar with each other, and they are engaged in a wool business? Second, in this small place of cold market, where can there be any big business? Cold market, he knows that the famous fruit is the bayberry of another county, but the bayberry is impatient to keep, and his father has no idea.

Hearing Wen Qiqian's direct refusal, Zhao Ziqiao's face fell directly, as if this was the first time he had encountered such a situation since he went home.

"The quality of the oranges in my hands is absolutely guaranteed, don't worry! I am sure that your family will make money." Thinking of the quality of the oranges at hand, Zhao Ziqiao still struggled a little unwillingly.

Wen Qiqian held the mobile phone, his brows furrowed sharply, he said so, couldn't this Zhao Ziqiao understand what he said just now?

"I said it all, the fruit business is controlled by my father, and it's useless for you to look for me. Wen Qiqian said impatiently to the mobile phone, he has a group of friends here, and the ghost has time to see what oranges you don't have!

Zhao Ziqiao gritted his teeth, his face was slightly ugly, he was like this, Wen Qiqian didn't even give him face, since Wen Qiqian said so, Zhao Ziqiao didn't have the cheek to continue to stick his hot face to his cold buttocks, and said: "Since that's the case, then bother." ”

Wen Qiqian snorted, ready to call the phone and hang up, but when he thought that his grandfather Wen Ye had some respect for Zhao Ziqiao, he also told him once or twice, let him contact Zhao Ziqiao, and now Zhao Ziqiao called, he directly rejected Zhao Ziqiao, if his grandfather knew, he would inevitably nag for a while.

Thinking that he might be nagged by his grandfather in the future, Wen Qiqian shook his head, in order not to be nagged by his grandfather, Wen Qiqian saw that Zhao Ziqiao hadn't hung up the phone yet, and hurriedly shouted: "Is it still there?"

Zhao Ziqiao took the phone away from his ear and was about to hang up, but he didn't expect the phone to come to Wen Qiqian, and he didn't take the phone and put it to his ear, he turned on the speakerphone directly, and said with low interest: "It's still there." ”

Wen Qiqian said so just now, and if you want to turn around, it's basically unlikely.

"Are you in the city now?"

"Yes, in the Flavor Hall. Zhao Ziqiao was a little confused about Wen Qiqian suddenly asking him where he was, he rejected him just now, why did he ask him where he was?

"You're in the flavor hall, you wait for me, I'll talk to my friend, and I'll go over." ”

This turn of events caught Zhao Ziqiao and Zhao Guohui off guard? Which play is this?

"But I have a limited amount of time, half an hour at most. ”

Hearing the latter sentence of Qiqian, Zhao Guohui was unhappy to hear it, at most half an hour, who are you yourself? Who do you give for half an hour?

Zhao Ziqiao was also very unhappy in his heart, but in order to sell oranges, he endured it. "Okay, I'll wait for you here. ”

As soon as Zhao Ziqiao finished speaking, Wen Qiqian hung up the phone directly, and didn't even give the slightest buffer to say goodbye.

"Grass! this grandson!" Hearing the beeping sound, Zhao Guohui scolded for the first time, Wen Qiqian really regarded himself as a character?

Zhao Ziqiao didn't follow Zhao Guohui to scold, but asked a little confused: "When I chatted with Old Man Wen that day, I didn't see this Wen Qiqian like this?"

In front of the elders, this group of grandsons pretend to be better than anyone else, and when no one is around, they are more uncles than anyone else!"

Hearing Zhao Guohui's resentful words, Zhao Ziqiao laughed instead, and asked with a smile: "I said, are you much more disgusted by this kind of person?"

Zhao Guohui was silent, not wanting to answer Zhao Ziqiao's question, but just reminded: "Ziqiao, if you really want to do business with them, you have a few more eyes." ”

Zhao Ziqiao nodded, indicating that he understood.