Chapter 69: A Heavy Rain
After the meal, the two took a taxi to the Agricultural Bank in the center of the city.
Cai Chongxiang just drove a car and arrived with Liu Wenwen, the company's finance.
Sometimes people believe that seeing is believing, and two million in cash is more powerful than a fluttering check.
Two million can buy ten houses in the center of the city, and the best house price in the city center is less than 3,000.
Liu Wenwen had already made an appointment with the bank in the morning, otherwise the bank would not handle it for you immediately if you made an appointment in advance for such a large amount.
Aihua's accounting has always been from farming, so Aihua has become a VIP customer of ABC a long time ago.
In the VIP room, the teller neatly placed stacks of cash in black tote bags. The young female teller gave it to Liu Wenwen with one hand with some difficulty, and Cai Chongxiang took it from Liu Wenwen's hand.
Two million in cash, about thirty kilograms, is not light for a girl.
Ren Zexin greeted the manager of the bank on the side, and the manager told Ren Zexin about the convenience and preferential treatment of his bank with a smile on his face.
Two million is almost all the numbers in Aihua's account, and the manager is a little worried that the other party will switch to another bank.
In the months since Aihua opened, the company's accounts are clear and its profits are gratifying. Such high-quality customers must not be easily lost.
After the head office knows, his year-end bonus will definitely shrink a lot.
What is this money used for Ren Zexin naturally arrived, Ren Zexin naturally told the bank manager not to think about it.
The cooperation between the two sides is very pleasant, and there is no need to change banks.
The four of them were separated, and Wang Haoran took a taxi back to the county alone.
Originally, Cai Chongxiang wanted to drive Wang Haoran back, but Wang Haoran refused, so there was no need to be so troublesome.
It's only an hour's drive from left to right, so there's no need for Cai Chongxiang to run around.
Not only will Tsai Chongxiang stay in the city to take care of the cash, but he will also attend tomorrow's donation ceremony.
In the early stage of entrepreneurship, the boss who understands and considerate his subordinates will let employees put more enthusiasm into their work.
The taxi driver in the small place is similar to BJ's brother, Wang Haoran leaned on the seat and listened to the driver speak in dialect without saying a word.
There is really no mood to chat. This drained Aihua's cash, which will delay Aihua's development for at least one month.
It's not that I haven't thought about bank loans, and Aihua's strength is not difficult to borrow two million. But the process is too cumbersome, and Wang Haoran can't wait.
The age of 16 does not prevent Wang Haoran from becoming the legal owner of Aihua. It's just that as a private supermarket that has not even crossed the city, the procedures for approving bank loans are too cumbersome, not to mention that the owner of the supermarket is still a minor.
Originally, Wang Haoran planned to buy land and build a store non-stop, but now Wang Haoran has changed his mind.
Through this donation ceremony, the reputation of Aihua was first spread in the city.
If you don't have a gold body, it's good to make a protective shell first.
It's good to stop for a while, so that Ren Zexin and himself can calm down and summarize Aihua's current problems.
If there is, it will be changed, and if it is not, it will be encouraged.
It's still early, Wang Haoran doesn't want to go home so early, his parents don't know about the leave, Wang Haoran doesn't want to tell his parents about it, and he doesn't want to find an excuse to lie to his parents.
Have the driver drop himself on the side of the road. Wang Haoran walked into a café with a black guitar on his back.
The guitar was bought at a music store in the city, and the strings of the original entry guitar broke.
Wang Haoran didn't find a place in the county town where he could repair his guitar, so he happened to buy a new one this time.
There were no customers in the coffee shop, and a young woman with long black hair was holding a book and looking at it intently.
Wang Haoran's arrival broke this quiet and indifferent atmosphere, and the woman put down the book and smiled.
Specialty: Cappuccino 38
Caramel Macchiato 28
American Concentrate 28
Mocha 28
Wang Haoran glanced at the types and prices on the signboard, no wonder there was no one in the store.
Except for a few flavors of coffee, there is nothing else.
Compared to this small county, it seems a little too avant-garde, and few people can have a hobby of drinking coffee yet.
Occasionally, young people want to be romantic, and it will be a little difficult to look at the price.
"A glass of American espresso, no sugar, thank you."
Choosing a seat by the window, Wang Haoran looked out the window, holding his cheeks and thinking quietly.
The weather in June can change as it happens, and the originally clear sky has darkened at some point.
There was a thunderclap and rain began to fall in the sky.
Wang Haoran, who had been in a daze at first, didn't notice it. When he came back to his senses, he looked out the window at the pedestrians rushing to the road, crying and laughing.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and at first I didn't want to go back because it was too early, but now I want to go back and I can't go back for a while.
I didn't bring an umbrella, so I went out like this and became a soup chicken in less than two minutes.
The guitar he just bought was not suitable for rain, so Wang Haoran simply put down his mind and looked at all kinds of pedestrians in the window.
The eaves of the café were crowded with people sheltering from the rain, most of them with unhappy thoughts.
A sudden rain may have been an accidental sneeze for God.
But it disrupted the rhythm of life of the people hiding from the rain outside the café.
I can't pick up the children after school, maybe my wife is waiting for the soy sauce she bought at home.
There's nothing you can do in your hands, like this thunderstorm that wasn't in the forecast.
There were more and more people sheltering from the rain, and the people who came after them ran towards the other eaves with their hands on their heads.
No one chose to come in, I don't know if they were afraid that the rain on their bodies would get wet, and this exquisitely decorated café would attract the owner to drive people away, or they were reluctant to spend dozens of dollars to drink a cup of coffee.
The shopkeeper walked to Wang Haoran's side at some point, which was the first thing the shopkeeper and Wang Haoran said.
"If you're in a hurry to get home, I have an umbrella to borrow you."
Wang Haoran smiled back: "Since there is nothing to do except watch the rain, then after the rain stops, it is still the same as the end of the rain." ”
"You've also seen One Hundred Years of Solitude?" There was a hint of surprise in his tone.
Wang Haoran nodded.
The original words are from Colombian writer Garcia? "One Hundred Years of Solitude" written by Marquez was changed by Wang Haoran and is more suitable for the present.
The female shopkeeper, who is good at books on weekdays, suddenly started chatting and stretched out her hand generously.
"Meet Su Ziyou"
"Wang Haoran", gently shook the Qianqian soft wattle, and the touch from the fingertips made Wang Haoran slightly unnatural.
A tiger that has never eaten meat is not terrible, and an old man who has tasted it will be cranky.
Su Ziyou sat down opposite Wang Haoran, and the two strangers looked at each other briefly.
"How old are you? I have a wide range of hobbies, and I'm still reading? "Lady first, Su Ziyou's last sentence was a little uncertain.
The guitar leaning on the table can casually say the sentences in "One Hundred Years of Solitude", and the kind of temperament on Wang Haoran makes Su Ziyou unable to judge Wang Haoran's age.
The subtle fluff at the corners of his mouth is slightly green, and it is not too much to say that he is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old student.
However, the maturity in the calm eyes could not be concealed.