Chapter Twenty-Five: Apologize Now? Sorry, it's too late!
"Then there's no need." Liu Meng hung up the phone decisively.
A person's character can be seen from the conversation.
He asked Lu Hongda about the price, and Lu Hongda was secretive and did not make a happy bid.
This kind of person must have a bad heart, Liu Meng is tired enough to grow and sell vegetables every day, and he doesn't want to negotiate too much with this kind of person.
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On the second day, when the sky was bright, Liu Meng got up to pick vegetables and rode to Fengshan Hotel to deliver them.
After that, Liu Meng stayed and hurriedly returned to the village to take care of the fish pond.
Yesterday's abandoned fish pond has been repaired by Liu Meng.
At this time, he found four tractor locomotives and used the diesel engines on the tractors to drive the water pumps.
Soon the water from the big river outside the village was pouring into the fish pond.
The big river was dug when it was eaten by the commune, and the strong laborers of the nearby villages earned their share of the work by digging the river.
As for why the river was dug up, it is estimated that it is to prevent flooding.
In the afternoon, the rain from our entire county fields will flow into that big river.
The river is more than 20 meters wide and very long, so Liu Meng's pumping of water has no effect on it at all.
Four tractors work at the same time, pumping an amazing amount of water.
In about six or seven hours, the fish pond was almost full.
Liu Meng hurriedly asked people to stop, and the owner of each tractor gave a hundred yuan.
Just after the water was released, the water in the fish pond was relatively turbid and needed to be settled.
So Liu Meng didn't rush to buy fish fry and put them in, but pulled a cart of vegetables to the farmers' market to sell.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the stall that often sells vegetables, he saw Weng Xiaoling.
At this moment, next to Weng Xiaoling, there was still standing next to a middle-aged rich man.
"Mr. Liu, my name is Lu Hongda, and I spoke to you on the phone yesterday." The rich man smiled, and his attitude was very sincere.
At this moment, Weng Xiaoling's face was very unnatural, and her intestines were full of regret.
Yesterday, after the boss asked him why the business was suddenly booming, there was no movement again.
Weng Xiaoling couldn't hide it, so she told the boss the truth about it.
As a result, the boss, that is, Lu Hongda, slapped her on the table and scolded her.
can grow such a different vegetable, but actually treat it as a vegetable seller, and call people to drink, and press half of the vegetable money, without seeing it.
In the end, it was extremely stupid to press someone for 500 yuan.
Lu Hongda scolded her for being bloody.
Without Liu Meng's vegetables, the source of customers in the financial hotel decreased again and again, and they all went to the Fengshan Hotel.
Can Lu Hongda not be angry, his own people contacted Liu Meng first, but he pushed his life to Deng Maocheng, he hoped that there was still room for redemption.
So he took Weng Xiaoling and personally came to the farmers' market to wait for Liu Meng.
The Financial Hotel has no supply of vegetables for Liu Meng, but the Fengshan Hotel has Liu Meng's vegetables.
Now.
Liu Meng glanced at Lu Hongda, nodded in response, then withdrew his gaze and moved the dishes off the tricycle little by little.
This embarrassed Lu Hongda.
No matter how he said it, he was also the boss, but he didn't expect to be ignored by Liu Meng.
Weng Xiaoling could see the boss's predicament, so she walked over and said, "Mr. Liu, what happened before, it was me who was wrong. This is the money owed to you for the dish. ”
As she spoke, Weng Xiaoling took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills in a proper manner.
This is certainly not five hundred, I'm afraid it is more than five thousand.
But Liu Meng didn't answer, only took out five, and said, "I only take what I deserve." ”
"Mr. Liu's character is admirable." At this time, Lu Hongda next to him praised.
Liu Meng sneered in his heart, now come to pat the ass? Sorry, late!