Happy little peasants

The dinner was very enjoyable, all the noodles were eaten, and Jiang Xiaohu's disaster was gone.

Zhou Lin finally confessed to the truth that the mask matter had become a famine, and the manufacturer worked overtime to give up to 100,000 sheets a day, and they had all been booked.

This batch of goods cannot be moved at all, and the deposit has been received.

Deng Shuangshuang is a pure foodie, that is, apart from acting, he has no other brains.

Yuan Yimeng is a flight attendant. He often heard the passengers discussing business, and immediately gave Zhou Lin advice.

First, contact the manufacturer quickly and ask him to recommend the manufacturer, the bigger the better, and at the same time it will give him benefits, ensure his production channels, and at the same time take down his factory shares.

In this way, the owner of the manufacturer is devoted himself, and at the same time he is his own.

Second, the order must be planned, and price increases are necessary.

...

The women didn't discuss everything comprehensively. Although Jiang Xiaohu thought of something, he didn't bring it up.

Jiang Xiaohu really didn't think much about it not just a Chinese medicine mask.

It would actually cause such a big situation, he is still hungry on the high-speed rail tomorrow morning.

I ate all the noodles at home, so I could only cook a few ginger eggs.

Five or six were robbed of them.

The three girls chatted and started to go to market, and then they went out of the country and out of the world. When Jiang Xiaohu found his room where he had never slept before, but entered the room with field equipment, he heard Deng Shuangshuang roaring there. 'The richest man, the richest man!'

Well, this group of brain circuits.

It's definitely not because of your own face.

Jiang Xiaohu entered the self-cultivation stage, and at the same time began to learn the use of various field equipment.

Former host Jiang Xiaohu's knowledge remained at the high school level. He could have gone to college. In fact, his grades have always been okay, but I don't know why, it seems that something went wrong.

As the only person in Jiang's family who did not go to university.

You can imagine his days at home.

Early in the morning, three women in the living room occupied all the sofas.

On the marble coffee table, there are all kinds of data drawings, and Jiang Xiaohu is dazzled by the plans above.

After eating so much last night, I guess I won’t be hungry.

Until now the lower abdomen is still slightly arched.

Gently opened the door and took a taxi to the high-speed rail station.

It is the first time to travel a long distance, which brings novel feelings to Jiang Xiaohu.

Compared with the small streets with the same style everywhere, everything here reveals all kinds of exciting facilities in the age of technology.

Elevators, towering fifty-story buildings, fast trains passing underground, and various transportation facilities that Jiang Xiaohu sensed all make it kind of. This era is also a good experience than Tai Lin.

Flying to the sky, there are planes and subways.

There are elevators straight up to the sky, and even the distant mountains, there are cable cars.

If this is placed in Tai Lin, if you want to reach such a level, at least you have to have a chance to do it after the Golden Core period has ended. Even so, it is difficult to move quickly.

Now, all of this is done with technology.

You don’t even need to practice, just spend a few bills.

"Mr. Jiang!"

In the distance, in the waiting room of the high-speed rail platform, Wu Ling, dressed in navy blue jeans, a red and blue checked shirt, and a gray-green backpack, waved to Jiang Xiaohu.

"Xiao Wu, just call me Jiang Xiaohu."

Jiang Xiaohu grinned. He knew that most people in this era are strangers.

The best way to break this is by calling.

Xiao Wu?

Wu Ling grinned awkwardly.

Your wife calls me sister, you call me Xiao Wu.

"Well, don't worry too much about the address."

Seeing Wu Ling startled, Jiang Xiaohu smiled like a spring breeze.

Well, he only has air conditioning in the waiting room here, and he is now very interested in everything in the high-speed rail station.

The whole body is decorated in white, and people are walking around. Everyone is busy, and occasionally stops and talks, but it is also very short.

"It's not passable here."

A man in uniform blocked Jiang Xiaohu's path.

Not far away is a high-speed rail car, Jiang Xiaohu wants to see it.

"Sorry, he doesn't know the way."

Wu Ling followed Jiang Xiaohu all the way, and found that this person was too interesting, as if she had never taken a high-speed rail, she just wandered around like this.

After apologizing to the staff, Wu Ling took Jiang Xiaohu aside with the good attitude that I brought the people and needed to be responsible.

"That, Jiang Xiaohu, ID card, let's get the tickets first."

Wu Ling still cares about the term'Xiao Wu'.

Even if Jiang Xiaohu said he didn't care.

"Ok."

Jiang Xiaohu carefully read the high-speed rail strategy.

Take out the ID card, walk straight to the ticket machine, insert the ID card, and get the high-speed rail paper ticket in less than a minute.

Wu Ling just watched the whole process without saying a word.

That skillful movement is not like taking a car for the first time.

This is also Jiang Xiaohu's habit. He will be fully prepared for anything he does.

"Help, someone robbed my child!"

An exclamation suddenly appeared. Behind the staff who intercepted Jiang Xiaohu before, a short-haired woman rushed out of the ticket gate that had just passed, and ran towards Exit C in front of her.

But there were too many people, and she hit seven or eight people, very slowly.

The person in front of him has tried his best to avoid and make way for him, but it is of no avail.

Jiang Xiaohu raised his head and looked in the direction of Exit C. A child stretched out his hand to face the short-haired woman behind him.

Although there is no crying, but this scene, people can be sure at first sight that the other party is a woman's child.

"Help me look at things."

Jiang Xiaohu took down the big backpack with the folding tent behind him and put it next to Wu Ling.

Before Wu Ling could say anything, she rushed out quickly.

"Hold your baby and get in the car!"

The one holding the child was an old man with white-headed curly hair. As soon as she got out of the high-speed rail station, she handed the child into the hands of a big man.

The child who hadn't been crying before suddenly tossed and turned again and cried immediately.

"What car?"

Trafficker!

Jiang Xiaohu is familiar with this scene. This is the most despicable crime in the world known to China.

"Who are you! Get out!"

The big man was thick and tall, and when he saw Jiang Xiaohu blocking his way, he shouted!

Before the conversation, the big man held the child and punched Jiang Xiaohu.

boom!

Jiang Xiaohu raised his hand and held the opponent's fist.

Gently pinch.

"Hey, broken, broken, let go, let go!"

The big man fell to his knees, and even the child let go.

"What are you doing! Let go of my son!"

The old woman with curly hair saw the big man knelt on the ground pinched by Jiang Xiaohu, and rushed up to splash Jiang Xiaohu.

Snapped!

A backhand slapped the old woman on the ground.

"mom!"

The big man didn't care about the pain. He saw the old woman lying on the ground, his eyes were red, and he looked at Jiang Xiaohu as if he wanted to kill.

"Son, son, mom is here."

The short-haired woman arrived late and saw her son standing on the ground crying, holding her in her arms.

"You, you, you are a thief, stealing from my son, and now you want to abduct my grandson! You let me go!"