Xia Junhui said as he reached out and grabbed a brick-sized mobile phone from the back seat of the car, and began to prepare to call someone.

"Lao Xia, I'm still using this kind of mobile phone, it's long outdated."

Mr. Zhang looked at the brick in Xia Junhui's hand and said with disgust.

"Hehe, I've been using this phone for more than ten years, and it cost me more than 20,000 yuan to get it."

Xia Junhui gently stroked the eldest brother who was full of traces of time, thinking that he relied on this to negotiate several businesses. Originally, those who called him Huizi, when he took out Big Brother, he immediately became Brother Hui.

"What time is it now, you will be laughed at if you still use this kind of mobile phone." As he spoke, Mr. Zhang took out a palm-sized red mobile phone from the back of his buttocks, and his thumb gently arched up, and the lid actually popped up directly.

"Mr. Zhang, this thing is so small, does it feel like a hand when you pick it up?"

Xia Junhui took Mr. Zhang's mobile phone, checked it in his hand, and said with some doubts, and in his opinion, it is inconvenient for him to take out a mobile phone of this size at any time to show that he is rich.

Mr. Zhang saw what Xia Junhui meant at a glance, he shook his head, feeling that being with this kind of person was self-surrendering.

"Who still uses their mobile phones to show off their wealth now, look at my watch." Mr. Zhang raised his wrist and shook it lightly in front of Xia Junhui.

"Mr. Zhang, who still uses the watch now, the time above my big brother is accurate."

Mr. Zhang wanted to scold Xia Junhui and opened his mouth, but he couldn't help but make no sound, but said in a very cold tone.

"This watch belongs to Vacheron Constantin, or I entrusted a foreign friend to get it for me, more than 50,000 yuan."

"More than 50,000 yuan, you can buy a second-hand van." When Xia Junhui heard the price, he couldn't help but exclaim, Mr. Zhang smiled coldly and stopped talking, feeling that he was not at the same level as Xia Junhui.

Xia Junhui also felt Mr. Zhang's indifference, and realized that his performance just now was a little dirty, so he quickly stopped the car.

"Why are you parking?" Mr. Zhang asked with a surprised expression.

"This, Mr. Zhang, I'm not going to call my brothers to find trouble with Liang Shouting."

"Does it have anything to do with parking?"

"Driving to make a phone call, the signal is very bad, one card by card, so ......."

"Okay, just use my phone to call, no matter how fast you drive, there will be no lag, in addition, your phone should also be changed, isn't there anyone who says you are a turtle?"

With Mr. Zhang's call, he was able to save a phone bill, and Xia Junhui ignored Mr. Zhang's dislike of him.

Although Xia Junhui is nominally Liang Shouting's biggest creditor, he is only a helper to ask for debts, and the two million that can actually fall into his hands are only a few thousand yuan.

Besides, the other party's purpose was not two million at all, but Liang Shouting's fur company, so he didn't even have a chance to see two million.

"Zhuzi, you take Ergou and them tonight to Liang Shouting's house to ask for money, if he dares to say half a word, he will go directly to the house and kick down all their tiles, the weather forecast says that there will be rain tonight, let them enjoy the feeling of spending the night in the open air."

"Brother Jun, didn't we give him a month and a half, isn't it a little anxious to go now?" On the other side of the phone, the pillar reminded in a whisper.

"It's a favor to give him time, it's a duty not to give it, I don't want to sell him a favor now, take all the valuable things in his house away for me, and smash the worthless ones."

On the phone, Xia Junhui was like a commander in command, and the reason why he was so tough was because Mr. Zhang obviously looked down on him just now, and he wanted to prove himself in this way.

"The people you sent over, it's better to only play a role in incitement, just let those guys who don't know the truth do it, although Liang Shouting was defeated, he is still a character after all, don't let him charge you with smashing and robbing."

Mr. Zhang reminded indifferently.

"Yes, yes, doesn't Liang Shouting still owe some employees wages, you just say that Liang Shouting wants to run away and encourage them to rush in and rob their things, just fan the flames in the back."

Liang Yifei didn't know about Xia Junhui's small actions, and he took Xie Rumeng to the ice cream sales points near various schools for inspection in the afternoon, but because it was summer vacation and the schools were on holiday, Liang Yifei couldn't get the most intuitive data, so he could only ask the stall owners about the situation through small talk.

Although the efficiency of this is not high, it has established a certain relationship with these vendors, and some stall owners are originally wary of Liang Yifei, but as long as Xie Rumeng can show a few sweet smiles, those vendors will immediately know everything.

There are several young vendors, when Liang Yifei feels that the situation is almost understood and wants to say goodbye, in order to be able to stay with Xie Rumeng for a while, they will also contribute a few interesting facts related to ice cream.

Liang Yifei only used these stories for entertainment at first, but when he heard a few warm stories that touched him, his heart was immediately deeply touched, and he couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration and whispered to Xie Rumeng.

"Rumeng, don't you usually like to write a little thing, I asked your father to make an internal magazine, on the one hand, to increase the cohesion within the enterprise, on the other hand, to let customers have a deeper and comprehensive understanding of our company's products and culture, so that they have more trust in us."

In 2000, in that era, not many entrepreneurs had the awareness of making internal magazines for their own enterprises, and in their minds, only large state-owned enterprises should have the configuration.

"Yifei, your idea is good, but now because of the inventory, he can't even sleep well, and if you ask him to get this, I'm afraid he won't agree."

"This doesn't cost much, and you will be the editor-in-chief, which just gives you a chance to exercise."

"No, no, no, I can't, in addition to having a good writing as an editor-in-chief, you also need rich life experience."

In Xie Rumeng's mind, the editor-in-chief is the kind of mature and stable middle-aged man, she is a high school graduate, and she is already so excited to publish an article in the newspaper, and now she is actually put in charge, which is something she never dreamed of.

"What are you afraid of, with me here to support you, besides, your father is the boss, even if you mess up, I will compensate him."

"You are so poor that you can't even afford to eat now, what compensation do you get?" Xie Rumeng looked at Liang Yifei with a puzzled expression and said.

"It's a big deal, just take the dowry he prepared for you, it's a big deal, I don't want it in the future."

"I hate it, you're actually fooling me." Xie Rumeng immediately raised her little fist to smash Liang Yifei's chest.