Xiao Ping easily jumped off the sofa and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

"This word ......" Zhong Weirong pointed to the inscription on the wall and said: "It's Chen Lao's payment, if it is seen by someone with ulterior motives, you will be in trouble." ”

"Trouble, what trouble?" Xiao Ping asked puzzled.

"Pretending to be an inscription of a national leader, this matter can be big or small. Seeing Xiao Pingwu's self-awareness, Zhong Weirong said anxiously: "The company's health oral liquid is selling very well, and there will definitely be many people who are red-eyed. ”

Xiao Ping finally understood that Zhong Weirong had regarded himself as a liar pretending to be Chen Lao's inscription. This can't blame Xiao Ping's slow response, but because this painting is genuine, he won't think about it at all, and his reaction is naturally half a beat slower.

After Zhong Weirong made his words clear, Xiao Ping finally understood what he meant, and easily jumped down from the sofa and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this is the inscription of the real old Chen, I specially hung it up to fill the scene!"

"Is it really written by Chen Lao?" Zhong Weirong was also surprised at this time, and couldn't help but look at the words carefully: "It looks like Chen Lao's handwriting, and this seal is also very similar, but ...... Chen Lao hasn't inscribed someone else for several years, how can he write a piece of writing specifically for you?"

Chen Lao inscribed a lot of characters in his early years, which often appeared in various media, and anyone who studied calligraphy a little could recognize his handwriting. Chung Wai Wing happens to be a calligraphy enthusiast, and it's no surprise that he can see it.

Seeing that Zhong Weirong was still a little worried, Xiao Ping smiled and said, "This is because Elder Chen is also taking our oral liquid. And it works very well. As soon as he was pleased, he inscribed this picture on me, and hanging it here can calm a lot of sinister fellows, right?"

I heard Xiao Ping say that Chen Lao was also taking oral liquid. Zhong Weirong was overjoyed and wanted to say that this was the best advertisement. This matter should be publicized as soon as possible. However, Zhong Weirong is not a hairy young man after all, and immediately thought that Chen Lao would definitely not want any merchants to advertise him as a gimmick, and it is very likely that it will be counterproductive to really publicize this matter. It's better to hang Chen Lao's inscription in the office like Xiao Ping now, and it's already very good to use it as a talisman.

Thinking of this, Zhong Weirong immediately didn't say anything more, but left a report to let Xiao Ping know about the recent production and sales of oral liquid.

Both production lines of the factory have been opened, but due to the constraints of raw material supply, they can only be sold in limited quantities. However, this has stimulated the consumption of oral liquid, and each point of sale can only supply half a day's oral liquid, and it will basically be out of stock after noon. Sales were far better than Zhong Weirong and their expectations.

Along with these reports, there is also a report from the sales department. Roughly speaking, the oral liquid has been recognized by consumers, so the promotion should be able to end, and the retail price should be increased to enter the official sales stage.

Xiao Ping still agreed with this report, and quickly signed it. However, he also remembered what he had promised to Chen Lao, and immediately called Zhong Weirong and told him about his decision to donate oral liquid to the poor people in society on a regular basis.

Hearing that this was something that the boss had personally promised to Chen Lao, how could Zhong Weirong dare to wait for him? He hurriedly agreed one after another, and immediately arranged this matter. There are also plans to prepare a press conference to announce the event to the general public.

Of course, Mr. Chen's name will never be mentioned at the press conference, only that it is the company's decision. In this way, it can not only gain a good reputation for the company. It is also tantamount to telling Chen Lao in disguise that Xiao Ping has not forgotten this promise, and the so-called everyone is happy.

As a hands-off shopkeeper. Of course, Xiao Ping would not personally care about these things, and the next day he drove to Lion Rock to meet Old Man Qiao. Chen Lao asked Xiao Ping to help invite his old friend to the capital. Xiao Ping didn't dare to forget such an important matter.

Xiao Ping parked his car in the parking lot of Longjing Village at the foot of the mountain and went straight up the mountain without resting. It's early summer. Lion Rock is lush and tree-lined with trees. Walking on the mountain road covered by trees, people do not feel the slightest heat, but only feel cool and comfortable.

Xiao Ping unhurriedly advanced on the mountain road, and finally saw the eaves of the ancient temple at lunchtime. This lifted his spirits, and he quickened his pace into the ancient temple that had been converted into a tea room.

Just like when Xiao Ping came a few times before, there were a few tea guests sitting scattered in the tea room, sipping their tea with a peaceful expression. At this time, the people who will come to the tea room to drink tea are some old tea customers, and many people have been drinking tea in the tea room for half their lives, and they are a group of people who really love tea.

Old Man Qiao, as usual, sat at the counter and sipped his tea, his wrinkled face full of contentment. If you want to say that the person who loves tea the most in the tea room, it is naturally the old man Qiao, so he is also the most leisurely one among the people.

When Xiao Ping walked into the tea room in a hurry, Old Man Qiao frowned slightly, obviously feeling a little dissatisfied that someone had ruined the casual atmosphere. However, when he found out that it was Xiao Ping, his old face immediately relaxed, obviously happy to see this young man.

Although he was in a good mood, Old Man Qiao still didn't have much to say in the face of Xiao. He took Xiao Ping to the back room, pointed to the stool next to the table and said lightly, "Sit!"

Xiao Ping sat down opposite Old Man Qiao with a smile, handed over a bag of tea leaves, and said, "Old man, this is this year's new tea, you can give some advice." ”

Old Man Qiao was not polite, took out the tea leaves and brewed a cup and tasted two sips, nodded unhurriedly: "It's okay." ”

Being able to get such an evaluation was enough to make Xiao Ping happy, he handed a few boxes of health oral liquid to Old Man Qiao and said: "This is my newly brewed health oral liquid, I specially sent a few boxes over, you remember to eat two sticks a day, it is very good for the body, even Chen Lao said it was good after eating it!"

When Xiao Ping said this, he kept paying attention to Old Man Qiao's reaction. Sure enough, when I saw him hear him mention Chen Lao, his hand, which was very steady, shook slightly, and even a lot of tea in the teacup spilled on the table.

Although Old Man Qiao tried his best to hide it, he could still see that he was emotional. In the face of such a situation, how could Xiao Ping not understand? He silently wiped the tea on the table, and then said to Old Man Qiao with a wry smile: "I said old man, you didn't say anything about saving Old Chen, it's really a typical example of doing good deeds without leaving a name!" (To be continued.) )