"Knock knock~"

At half past eight in the morning, Song Yong once again stood in the corridor of the park management office and knocked on the door of the room marked the director's office.

Then, a somewhat familiar voice came from inside: "Come in!"

Subconsciously, he tightened under his arm, and the black garbage bag containing two cigarettes pushed open the door of the room and walked in......

Just a few minutes after seven o'clock in the morning, Song Yong, who was bored at the time, was still struggling with one point:

If you call the acting director of the park management now, it seems a little early in time.

This hand, he clutched the mobile phone in his hand, but it rang suddenly.

Glancing at the caller number displayed on the screen of the mobile phone screen, Song Yong was surprised to find that it was actually the mobile phone number of the acting director.

After the phone was answered, it was in fact exactly what happened.

The lady on the other end of the phone claimed that her surname was Liu, and she first reported her title as the acting director of the management office in a very polite tone.

Then, if it is convenient for Song Yong, it is best to go to her office this morning and sign the contract for the lease of the venue.

For this, Song Yong naturally agreed without buttons.

The only problem is that after hanging up the phone, he always feels that the female voice on the other end of the phone is a little familiar to his ears.

It's just that in the time of this half, I can't really remember where I heard it.

However, this is not a big deal, as long as the contract can be signed smoothly, it is not important to be the new director of the park management office.

For this reason, Song Yong finally waited after eight o'clock.

He started to go out, and this time he bought two more cigarettes from the world, asked the boss to wrap them in a black garbage bag, and then went to the park management office.

Even if Song Yong is in his heart, he is basically able to be sure,

Even if these two cigarettes are not delivered in the past this time, there will be no problems with the venue rental this time.

However, because he has always been at the bottom of the society, the pitiful and humble psychology he has cultivated is still worried about the occurrence of 'Hades is good-looking, but the little ghost is difficult'.

"That's it, it's a ruined fortune. Song Yong comforted himself so much.

It's just that in the end, when Song Yong pushed open the door of the office and saw the new director surnamed Liu, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded:

Isn't this the first time he inquired about the management office before, and the middle-aged elder sister who had dealt with the Sichuan restaurant twice......

After being invited to sit down on the big soft sofa, Sister Liu brought another cup of green tea, which smelled quite good.

After all, it was the second time that Song Yong, who walked into the director's office, but he encountered another treatment that was definitely completely different from the last time.

But even so, Song Yong still put his attitude more correct.

He gently pushed the bag in his hand on the coffee table against the other party.

The mouth said like this: "Sister Liu, I don't know that you have become the director now, and there is no preparation for this time, you can bring these two cigarettes back first, and let your brother-in-law smoke them casually!"

"Take it back! I know it's not easy for you to make some money, and I couldn't help you before, but now that my words have worked a little bit, I naturally won't embarrass young people like you who work hard to do business. ”

After pushing back the cigarette, Sister Liu said so in her mouth.

But such a simple sentence, as well as the last two encounters with Sister Liu, made Song Yong's heart indescribably warm and comfortable.

Even he knew in his heart that Sister Liu's enthusiasm was inseparable from the secretary who came forward that day.

But even so, he still firmly believes: in this society, there are indeed rotten people like Second Brother Ma and Director Zhao.

However, there are also many people like Sister Liu, who are kind-hearted and friendly.

More than an hour later, Song Yong thanked Sister Liu for his gratitude before he walked out of the office.

The garbage bag and cigarette he had tucked under his arm when he went in were still in their original positions, except that he had a thin contract in his hand.

Don't underestimate such a thin contract, it only adds up to a few tens of grams.

However, at this moment, after it was pinched in Song Yong's hand, he could feel the indescribable heavy weight in it.

Because at the end of the lease contract for this venue, not only did both parties sign their names, but at the same time, there was a bright red seal from the park management office.

In other words, from this moment on, the right to use the site in the next ten years will be considered to belong to him.

The situation is not only like that, because I don't know if it is the reason that the secretary told me, the terms of the contract are quite generous to Song Yong.

Originally, Song Yong expected that the annual rent of at least 300 yuan per square meter would be required, but now it has been reduced to 230 yuan.

More importantly, he has obviously been taken care of in terms of rent payment, and in the future, he only needs to pay a rent of more than 30,000 yuan every three months on a quarterly basis.

It's just that Song Yong pulled all the funds he had on hand.

He still reluctantly came up with enough money to pay all the rent of more than 120,000 yuan a year.

This is because he doesn't want to let those who help him get into trouble because of such a trivial matter, even if it is not worth mentioning trouble for those people.

After paying the rent, Song Yong counted all the funds on his body, that is, there were about 1,200 yuan left.

But in his heart, he was not worried at all, the construction and decoration of the food stalls, as well as the procurement of materials in the primitive era, these things required huge funds.

Just kidding! Is his small kebab shop, with a turnover of at least 50,000 yuan a day, fake?

What's more, if the three thick old ginseng he brought back this time were to sell the two that had not been touched, would he still worry about running out of money?

For this reason, Song Yong strode out of the park's management office with great ambition.

It's a pity that he didn't be able to maintain such a powerful momentum for long, mainly because he looked at the two high-end cigarettes under his arm and the world, and began to worry.

If you grit your teeth and buy two of these expensive things because of gifts, that's fine.

But if you leave it to smoke by yourself, this kind of cigarette that costs 5 yuan per pack for 100 yuan on average, isn't it burning money when you smoke it?

Is the taste of the soft white sand not mellow enough, or is it already swollen?

In the end, the goods still put away these two expensive cigarettes, and planned to carry two packs on their bodies to support the scene when they went out to do big things in the future......

On this day, Song Yong rushed to the small shop at three o'clock in the afternoon to be busy with the evening business.

Mainly during this time, he first had to personally accompany the electrician of the park management office, and after a period of busy work, he finally connected the water and electricity to the simple house.

Then, he went to the second-hand market again and spent about 800 yuan to buy a simple set of tables, chairs and single beds.

Of course, a brand new lock and a big lock are absolutely indispensable.

At this point, there is finally a little bit of people living in this simple room, which also means that he finally has a home after wandering in the deep city for several years.

Although it looks quite shabby, it makes him extremely satisfied and has a considerable sense of accomplishment.

In a trance, Song Yong remembered a sentence he saw when he came to Shencheng ambitiously a few years ago: "Welcome to Shencheng, you are a person from Shencheng." ”

After a few years, Song Yong has a deeper understanding of this sentence: staying is the person from Shencheng!