Although Xu Zishan couldn't be sure how many vests he had, from his activities in Kyoto these days, she guessed that it was not far from ten.

He can say that his family and country are not as safe as hers, and he is better than all the gorgeous love words in the world.

Tears welled up in her eyes, hugging his neck from behind, her face buried in his shoulder socket.

"Han Ji, the Kyoto Aihua Food Processing Factory has been approved, I didn't hand it over to you, but handed it over to Luo Xiaolu, just thinking about you and I have to keep a low profile."

His identity and his information cannot be made public, and it is okay to occasionally carry out rescues, but to open factories and interfere in economic activities, I am afraid that my superiors will not allow it.

Xu Zishan couldn't let him leave the handle.

"You went to Luo Xiaolu for me?"

"Well, let's just lie down and make a little money, Grandpa Luo is responsible for people's livelihood, Luo Xiaolu will be the director of the food factory, and others will think it is appropriate."

Han Xinghui is complete, and the little daughter-in-law only has him in her heart.

"I can get food, vegetables, fruits, food, whenever you need it, I'll get you as much as you want."

"I don't want more, 100,000 tons is enough."

"Okay, then 100,000 tons."

100,000 tons, 25,000 tons of rice, wheat, corn and soybeans.

These 100,000 tons of grain, even if it is 1 cent per catty, she can get 20 million yuan!

Han Xinghui found someone to pick up the goods, and before picking up the goods, he went to the isolated island again.

"I'll find someone to get 100,000 tons of miscellaneous grains, don't worry, the days can pass."

The old man was very relieved and said: "Chonghua, you are a good man, I heard that you have brought 300,000 pairs of shoes to the disaster area, as well as 100,000 cooked chickens and ducks, and it only costs 1 yuan, which is very benevolent and righteous, and the cost is not enough." You have to remember the help that the other person gave us in times of difficulty, and you should be grateful for the better life in the future. ”

"Yes."

"Go back and don't stay in Kyoto for long. Disaster relief is a long-term job, and I know you're worried about the victims, but you have more important work that you leave to the department in charge. ”

"Yes."

Xu Zishan used a wisp of spiritual power to track Han Xinghui, and suddenly admired Han Xinghui.

Report his whereabouts in a timely manner without concealment, and his character will be marked by a group of evaluation words by the superiors: brave and loyal, above board, and noble in morality!

Moreover, the superiors will treat Xu Zishan, who provides food behind the scenes, with gratitude, and will not ask anyone to make a negative article with this.

The point is, the money will also be given to her to the letter.

Who said that Han Laosan was a rough man?

Those coarse words, those vulgar slang, could not hide his wisdom.

"Han Xinghui, you are the real sycophant!"

Xu Zishan sighed, because the old man said that "the work should be done by the department that should be in charge", Xu Zishan knew that Han Xinghui could no longer sell food.

Since Han Xinghui only needs 100,000 tons of grain at the moment, she will leave an opening on Song Haiyang's side.

Song Haiyang happened to go out to deliver the letter, and it was his leader who answered the phone, and Xu Zishan left him the front desk switchboard of the guest house.

Song Haiyang didn't return to the office until four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the leader said to him: "Xiao Song, there is a girl who has made a long-distance call and said that she is looking for you for something." ”

Song Haiyang asked absentmindedly, "Who?" ”

"I sound like she's the daughter of the Shen tailor's family......"

Before he finished saying this, Song Haiyang opened his drawer, took out a bag of white sand, and stuffed it into his arms: "Here you go." ”

The leader laughed hahaha and said: "Ocean, look at it, hurry up and propose, that girl is not a mortal." ”

Give him the phone number in his hand, Song Haiyang is like getting the ultimate treasure, and immediately shakes it to Xu Zishan.

As soon as Xu Zishan said "Hey", Song Haiyang said excitedly: "Xu Zishan, where are you?" How are you now? Is it safe? Are there any injuries? ”

Xu Zishan: Song Haiyang, you're only 19 years old, too instigated, right?

Song Haiyang asked a long list of questions, and his worries for many days were finally swept away, and he said with a smile: "I've always wanted to go to you, but I don't know where you are." ”

"Song Haiyang, I'm fine now, thank you for your concern." Xu Zishan said succinctly, "I got a batch of grain, can you use your connections to get it to the local grain station or grain bureau?" I want you to stand in the sun. ”

Song Haiyang immediately understood, and whispered: "No problem, I'll just say that I got the food myself, and I bought it, but it's really not good, I'll just say that my father or grandfather got it." This kind of good deed, my grandfather must support it with both hands. ”

Some time ago, someone went to check his yard and said that he was speculative, and now at a critical time, as long as he can donate a batch of grain, or hand over a batch of grain to the grain bureau at a slightly lower purchase price, any negative news will be swept away.

"Xu Zishan, thank you."

"Okay, you hurry up and find the warehouse, and after you find the warehouse, I'll ask someone to send you the grain, and I'll go back in two days."

"Okay."

Putting down the phone, Song Haiyang's heart was full of joy, and all kinds of plans were suddenly launched in his mind.

He intends to hand over the grain to the Food Bureau.

Not only can he hand over grain to support the disaster area, but he can also get back a little cost for Xu Zishan, so that he will not be used by some people to make a fortune with his kindness.

When Han Xinghui came back, he looked at the darkness in the room and asked in surprise, "Why didn't you turn on the lights?" ”

Turned on the light and walked over and sat next to her.

Her watery apricot eyes looked at Han Xinghui without blinking.

Han Xinghui has thick skin, and he is not afraid of her looking, so he specially took off his shirt, his arms bulged and two lumps, and said, "Is it good-looking?" Did you find out that I was an invincible beautiful man? ”

Xu Zishan was instantly amused and said, "You are really thick-skinned. ”

"The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and it is robust." Han Xinghui took off his clothes and found that his bandages were still there, so he quickly put on his shirt again, "Hurry up, let's go out to eat." ”

Xu Zishan grabbed him, lifted his clothes, and said, "I'll take a look." ”

Han Xinghui is not afraid of her now, his injuries are already so neat, even the scars are very shallow, but he pretended to be nothing, leaned over, and said like a ruffian: "Do you want to touch it?" ”

Xu Zishan took a closer look at the two injuries, but fortunately, at least now there was only a white line and a bean-sized white mark left.

Xu Zishan said: "Since you are well, what are you still doing with bandages?" ”

"Pretending to be for Wei Zifeng, I used your aloe vera to get better too quickly, I'm afraid that others will be suspicious."

"You're careful."

"That is, I am a civil and military all-rounder."

Flatter yourself!

"You're going to fetch food?"

"Well, Shanbao, thank you for believing in me."

In the past few years, how many betrayals have happened every day!

He has calculated that these 100,000 tons of grain are worth more than 30 million! She handed it all to him without blinking.

"Shanbao, I've been staring at the money and I'm almost done, I'll bring it back to you in several batches, there is too much cash, I have to go to the bank to withdraw money in batches." Han Xinghui said apologetically, "It won't take long, we'll go back when we get the money." ”

30 million in hand, it's okay.

"I didn't turn on the lights just now, what were you thinking?"

"The bird replied, Xu Ziyi is in Greentown."

While mentally checking the location, shape, and people with whom Xu Ziyi lived, she described Han Xinghui in detail, and even drew a few schematic diagrams.

Han Xinghui listened carefully, and his mind memorized quickly.

He has a very strong memory, Xu Zishan said, he held his head in his hands, and his long and narrow black eyes kept looking at her.

After Xu Zishan finished speaking, he looked at Han Xinghui with misty eyes and said, "Xu Ziyi should be bracketed, if you can't hold her, I'll do it myself." ”