Lu Yufei turned to leave, and Liang Qingqing chuckled in his heart and trembled violently.

She actually lost her face because of another man, and she had him in her heart!

In an instant, the vinegar was furious, and the sunny face showed endless anger.

"I'm not even worthy of a rival in love, why am I angry?"

Seeing Leng Yi wearing sportswear and a shabby backpack, he shook his head slightly.

Then, all of a sudden, they all disappeared, and they became their original appearance again, looked down on him, and said in a clear voice:

"Yu Fei, how many days have you known him? Do you know his character? Wasn't he also extremely arrogant just now? Take care of me? What does he take care of me?"

Liang clarified that from another angle, he was arrogant, and Leng Yi was not much better, it was half a catty.

is still like a sunny boy, infectious, attracting the door to welcome female models to look sideways, forgetting to shout welcome.

"Hehe, let's see what you can talk about, right?"

Lu Yufei didn't want to act too aggressively, and if he ruined Leng Yi's good deeds, it would be troublesome.

The ball was given to two people, and there was no further word.

I wanted to help Leng Yi do something good, but I didn't expect that he was also a pretender, and he couldn't change the arrogance of the rich second generation.

"I'm going to talk to a generation of painters. Look at what famous paintings he has handed down and what disciples are famous!"

Yu Fei's cautious appearance stimulated Liang Qingqing's jealousy even more, and various thoughts were spinning in his head.

"Then you will be disappointed, he does not allow us to call him teacher, and he has never painted a picture. Let's just admit it! Let's talk about cooperation!"

Liang's provocative sentence made Lu Yufei shake his head slightly, putting the cart before the horse.

"Cut, I see!"

Hearing the words in Liang Qingqing's ears, she changed instantly, feeling that she was deliberately maintaining, and she didn't have real talent to learn!

After a few words, the three of them walked into the Boston Hotel and sat in a small private room.

"You order, some more hard dishes, I'm hungry!"

The waiter handed over the menu, Leng Yi didn't look at it, and said casually.

"Humph!"

Liang Qingqing kept shaking his head, his nose was out of breath, feeling that he didn't know what to order at all, and it was the first time he came here with Lu Yufei.

Holding the menu in both hands, facing the waiter, he opened his mouth and came:

"This meal, I please, first come two bottles of 82-year-old red wine, and then come to the crystal fruit plate, ant panshan, drunk golden branches, golden green fire willow!"

Leng Yi had never heard of the name of the dish, so he simply didn't listen to it.

"Yufei, they are all light dishes, which are more suitable for beauties!"

He didn't listen, and Liang Qingqing was even more unscrupulous and curryed favor with Lu Yufei.

But he didn't want Lu Yufei not to give him face, so he kept a calm face and replied:

"You order what you eat, I'll order it myself. ”

Looking at the waiter, he continued:

"Come, give me some Dongpo elbows, yellow stewed chicken, plum cabbage button pork, crystal prawns! Then pumpkin soup, Sixi vegetarian meatballs! Two bowls of rice!"

A series of reported dish names made Liang Qingqing's eyes widen.

It's all hard dishes, and it's completely in accordance with Leng Yi's requirements.

She only has pumpkin porridge herself!

Nima, the dignified goddess, actually listened to the words of a poor dick?

Why?

At this moment, he finally faced Leng Yi squarely.

Lu Yufei thinks about him everywhere, but it is not a simple teacher-student relationship.

"Just give me these things, hurry up, we're hungry!"

He didn't change the dishes, he liked the light ones anyway.

The waiter's eyes lit up, he smiled slightly, repeated it, and walked out of the room.

The commission for two bottles of red wine is enough for her salary this month.

Very happy.

As soon as she walked on her front foot, Liang Qingqing's eyes fell on Leng Yi, looking up and down.

I want to see where it attracted Lu Yufei's attention.

As a result, it was found that he was barely handsome, without any outstanding points.

Since I can't see why, I simply get straight to the point and talk about the reason for today's meeting:

"Mr. Leng, let's talk about our business? 36 million catties of grain is not a small amount. Have you ever thought about what you want, how to transport it, when it arrives, how to weigh it, how to store it, etc.?"

A series of questions, sharp and close to the facts.

With such a large number, these issues are all under consideration.

Lu Yufei felt that he was right, and it would take at least a few days to solve these problems before he could buy them.

At the very least, there must be a storage warehouse, otherwise how to store it after the rain.

"Yes, you're right. For me, though, just tell me what type of food you need, you tell me the price, and the rest is your problem!"

Leng Yi's eyebrows jumped, and he had to admit that Liang Qing was arrogant, and he did have some ability.

However, the question raised is not a problem for him, it can only be said to be a trivial matter.

Having storage space, one person is enough to solve it all.

What manpower, storage, transportation, do not have to care.

Therefore, when speaking, calmly and calmly.

"Okay, if you're a trade secret, I shouldn't have asked. Do you want to buy rice, or corn, or whatever? I'll tell you the price!"

Liang Qingqing originally wanted to take the opportunity to show his ability and let Lu Yufei look at each other. Unexpectedly, Leng Yi didn't take the set at all, and the topic of function transfer.

In the first round of the encounter, he lost.

Leng Yi frowned slightly, thinking of the current food, which is different from the pre-Qin period, and he doesn't know whether to eat or not.

I can't care so much, if I get it for King Qin, even if I complete the task.

With a thoughtful face, he said directly:

"Corn, rice, millet, white flour, nine million catties each, the best quality, give me a price!"

Anyway, Xiang Yu's 100 denier grain is modern rice, so it should be no problem.

Hearing his goods, Liang Qingqing couldn't help but be frightened.

A single business involves tens of millions, and even a father can rarely make such a big order.

"In that way, I'm better off. According to the market price, the wholesale price of high-quality rice, a piece of four. Two pieces of millet, three pieces of white flour, and seven cents and five cents of corn. Converted, 50.85 million. If you add in the transportation, at least two million, what do you think?"

When Liang clarified the calculation, he didn't even blink his eyes, almost didn't think about it, and instantly said a huge number.

Lu Yufei took out her mobile phone next to her, slowly calculated, and it took a while to come up with the figure of 50.85 million.

Raising his head, he looked at him in amazement, as if he had met him for the first time.

No wonder arrogant, there is proud capital.

Abacus is awesome.

Leng Yi looked at the past with his eyes, and looked at Liang Cheng for the first time, which was very remarkable.

As a rich second generation, mental arithmetic is absolutely outstanding.

Arrogant has the confidence of arrogance, which is not comparable to the average rich second generation. It took me a while to figure this number.

If you have time, you must find awesome people like Zu Chongzhi, Hua Luogeng, Wang Yuheng to lend money, and learn skills such as mental arithmetic.

A must-have for life!

"I don't need you to transport, as long as you tell me the place, where to ship, I will inspect the goods, the quality will be passed, and the bill will be settled immediately. ”

Leng Yi thought about it for a while and finalized the cooperation matters.

"Good spirit, since this is the case, then pay the deposit and sign the contract. As long as you have the funds in place, you can deliver it today!"

Liang Qingqing didn't expect Leng Yi to be very courageous, more than 50 million, and agreed without blinking an eye.

The so-called soil buns are nothing more than their own speculation.