Set up a stall to sell cold powder, business is very good, why is it so unsmooth?

In his previous life, Song Qingtian did not start his business until he was in his twenties, and at that time, various systems in Huaxia were sound, and the economic environment was also suitable for entrepreneurship in this life.

This life is ten years early, but there are many problems, and I am not afraid of problems, but I am afraid that there is no way to solve them.

In the current situation, if Han Zheng is found, everything will definitely be solved, but if she always asks people to help, Song Qingtian can't get over it in her heart, not to mention that she has already felt that the third uncle is vigilant against Han Zheng, just like guarding against Zhao Leiming.

Han Zheng had thoughts about herself, but Song Qingtian didn't know if she could see it, she could only pretend that she couldn't see it, because she felt that Han Zheng was not suitable for her.

I don't want Han Zheng to help, but Han Zheng will take the initiative to help.

Sun Wusong instructed someone to smash Song Qingtian's cold powder stall and almost lost his life, the police station has to take care of this matter, the police station is in charge, Zhu Ming can not know? Zhu Ming knew that it was about Song Qingtian, could he not tell Han Zheng?

Han Zheng had nothing to do all day, and when he heard the news, he immediately took Han Zheng to find Song Qingtian.

Han Zheng said: "The person who participated in the smashing of the stall has already confessed, and it was Sun Wusong, the younger brother of your second aunt Sun Guiying, who instructed someone to do it. What do you want to do? ”

Song Qingtian pointed at Zhu Ming, "The people from the police station are here, why do you ask me?" ”

Zhu Ming said: "I also want to ask you, how to deal with it?" ”

Song Qingtian was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was Han Zheng who forced Zhu Ming to listen to him, it was always inappropriate.

Zhu Ming smiled and said: "Song Qingtian, because you have done me a great favor, you are my lucky star, I am willing to thank you no matter how much I thank you, so I am willing to listen to you if you encounter anything in the future." ”

Did I do you a favor? Or is it a big deal?

Song Qingtian was confused, and Song Xifeng also stared at him and didn't know what to say.

Zhu Ming smiled and explained: "A few days ago, the county police department did an investigation and review of the police of a local police station, and planned to promote some informal police officers to officially enter the police system, just because I handled the matter of your second uncle, and also caught the main culprit Lao Fang, and even dug out a criminal gang, because of this case, the county police department just issued instructions today to promote me to a formal police officer in the police station, and since then I have an iron rice bowl, haha, I don't have to be scolded by my father anymore, and I have face in front of him." ”

Song Qingtian was a little embarrassed after hearing this, this is borrowing his second uncle to take the position, after all, the second uncle is a relative who is connected in the same vein, called Zhu Ming's stepping stone, and he always feels a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Brother Ming, you just handle it in accordance with the rules and regulations, the compensation that should be compensated, and the punishment that should be punished."

Han Zheng took over the words, "Sunny day, I seem to have heard you ask Zhu Ming the day before yesterday to call Brother Ming, others call Brother Pig, Pork Pig, why did you change the way you shouted, I feel uncomfortable when I hear it." ”

Zhu Ming snorted, "This is Song Qingtian's cleverness, he knows how to avoid secrets, if you are like you, you will scold me in a roundabout way, you should be careful in the future, I am a police officer in the system, you are just a vagrant, it is better to be polite to me." ”

"It's really a kick on the nose and face, no matter how proud I am, I'll beat you!" Han Zheng shook his fist, and Zhu Ming was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind Song Xifeng.

Song Qingtian looked at their pair of living treasures bickering and thought it was quite funny.

Song Xifeng frowned, and Zhu Ming patted him on the shoulder, "Song Xifeng, why are you unhappy, I will help you deal with everything, and you should continue to set up a stall." ”

Song Xifeng sighed and said: "I have only been in the business of cold noodles for three days, and there was an accident in two days, and what Han Zheng said that day was also right, at least the personal safety of the sunny day must be guaranteed." Fortunately, I wasn't there today, otherwise something would have happened, and I don't know what to do. ”

Han Zheng and Zhu Ming just felt that Song Xifeng was worried about his niece, but Song Qingtian heard it, this Song Xifeng said this deliberately, I am afraid that there is some purpose, the third uncle is really getting smarter and smarter, and even said that he is cunning.

As soon as Song Xifeng said that Song Qingtian's personal safety was not guaranteed, Han Zheng and Zhu Ming were anxious.

One is to take Song Qingtian as the most proud student to help fulfill his dreams.

One is to regard Song Qingtian as a lucky star in his career.

Han Zheng spoke first: "I have nothing to do anyway, before I find a job, I am on call wherever I am needed on a sunny day, and I will follow her wherever she sets up a stall and be a bodyguard for my students." ”

Song Xifeng asked rhetorically, "If you don't set up a stall on a sunny day, what about my sister-in-law going to set up a stall?" ”

Han Zheng thought for a while and said, "Then I'll follow the stall, and I'll be a bodyguard for the cold powder stall." ”

This sentence is in line with Song Xifeng's mind, you want to be a bodyguard for Qingtian, I naturally think it's good, but if you follow Qingtian all day long, I can't agree, you follow the cold powder stall just right, anyway, Qing Tian doesn't sell cold powder every day.

The mayor's son does security work for the jelly stall, and such a bodyguard is really good.

Zhu Ming was reluctant: "What about me, what am I doing?" ”

Han Zheng said: "Don't do anything, just listen to me, you can be my follower." ”

Zhu Ming was not convinced, "I am repaying Song Qingtian, why should I listen to you as your follower?" ”

Han Zheng smiled and said, "You have been my follower since you were a child, why don't you admit it now?" ”

Zhu Ming was speechless, and his neck was red. But it's true, the two of them have been playing since childhood, Zhu Ming has listened to Han Zheng's words, and it has become a habit, isn't it a follower?

The stall was smashed, everything had to be bought again, not to mention when the smashed things would be compensated, and a set should be purchased in front of the present.

Han Zheng said: "I took care of the tables and chairs, I went to the canteen of Zhenzheng 1 yesterday to eat, and I heard Uncle Liu say that the tables and stools in the canteen are too small and too short, they are all left over from the big pot of rice, and I am going to change a batch. ”

Song Qingtian said: "That's not good, although it was replaced by someone else, but you can't ask for it in vain, if you ask for someone else's things for nothing, I won't accept it, besides, I don't know if it's suitable for setting up a stall." ”

"Then let's take a look."

Song Qingtian thought about it, it was better to have a ready-made one than to find someone to do it.

Zhu Ming was anxious to try the case, and Song Xifeng, as a party, should also go to the police station, but Zhu Ming didn't let him go, wanting him to stay and help Song Qingtian.

Song Qingtian said: "Brother Ming, it's better to act in accordance with the rules and regulations, after all, you have just entered the system, you must not be sloppy in doing things, my third uncle is the party, he should cooperate with your investigation." ”

Zhu Ming saw that Song Qingtian was so thoughtful for himself, and he didn't refuse, and asked Song Qingtian to arrange what Song Xifeng should do, and after he quickly interrogated and made a record, he let Song Xifeng do things without delaying time.

There is nothing arranged, but Song Qingtian needs to buy dishes and chopsticks, seasonings and the like.

Song Xifeng followed Zhu Ming to the police station, and Song Qingtian also went to the canteen of the town government 1 with Han Zheng.

Lao Liu, who was stacking the tables and stools that had been replaced, saw Han Zheng coming in with a little girl, so he hurriedly greeted him.

"Xiaozheng, the meal is not good yet, your father is not cooking today?"

"Uncle Liu, I'm not here to eat, I'm here to see the tables and stools you replaced."

Lao Liu thought that Han Zheng wanted to take a table and stool to use, so he enthusiastically took him to see it.

Song Qingtian looked at the table and stool and felt very satisfied.

First of all, the color of the table, painted with maroon paint, although the paint has fallen off in some places, but the overall look still gives people a very solemn and generous feeling.

The table is also rectangular, the wood is thick, and the height is not too high, which is just right for selling cold powder.

The stools are all small square stools, which match the height of the table just right, and are also painted in the same color as the table.

With such a package, customers are more comfortable to sit on and eat

What's more, the bottom of these tables and stools is printed with five big red characters "Sanchuan Town Government 1 Mansion", and a big yellow five-pointed star is also printed under the big characters.

With this set of tables and chairs, who dares to smash it? That is, when someone comes to look for trouble, they only need to turn the table and stool upside down, so that the person looking for trouble can see the five big characters and the five-pointed star, and I am afraid that they will scare people away.

Lao Liu knew that Han Zheng wanted to buy all these tables and stools, and he didn't need any money for anything.

Song Qingtian said: "Uncle Liu, Mr. Han bought it for me, if you don't want money, I don't dare to ask for it, others will think that I stole it from the town government 1 mansion, not to mention that people suspect me of making mistakes, but you have done good deeds and are still regarded as fake public and private, and it will not affect you well." ”

Lao Liu took the money and said with a smile: "This girl is really good at talking." ”

After the tables and stools were done, and after the two of them moved them out, Song Xifeng also came.

Song Xifeng said: "Han Zheng, Zhu Ming said that if you need a car, go to the police station." ”

I bought a total of twelve sets of tables and stools, and I must use a car to pull them, although the car at the police station is a little bumpy, it is better than nothing, when Han Zheng went to the beginning, Song Qingtian and Song Xifeng bought dishes and chopsticks and materials.

After the things were shipped home, Han Zheng drove the car again to pick up Yang Xiulian and Jiang Xiaoyan.

The two women had been frightened at the venue of the Dragon King Temple, and when they returned home, they felt at ease, and when they saw a pile of tables and chairs in the courtyard, they thought to themselves, Song Qingtian is unwilling to give up, this business will continue to be done, and look at the number of tables and stools, this is to be bigger.