Super resource tycoon

"Xiao Wu, this is your small supermarket? It's really small."

After Luo Zhengang was taken into the supermarket by Wu Jun, he looked around, a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Is this a supermarket?It's just a small shop!

He felt that with Wu Jun's strength, he wanted to win the large order of 125 tons of rice, a bit unpopular.

Any Mon Chalong specialty store is much better than this small supermarket.

Moreover, Meng Zhalong has four branches in Shimen City, and Wu Jun, a small supermarket, is not a rival of the magnitude.

Wu Jun heard what Luo Zhengang meant and said, "Luo Xing don't look at my small supermarket. In our Shimen city, except for the large supermarket chains such as Yonghui, Wumei, and Meilianmei, no other supermarket can compare."

Luo Zhengang turned to look at Wu Jun, his eyes surprised.

The tone of this speech is a bit too big, how much confidence a small supermarket gives you!

Xu Fei took Luo Zhengang angrily from the side and felt that he was much worse than his dad.

"Luo Xing can rest assured that we are absolutely capable of supplying this order." Wu Jun expressed his understanding of Luo Zhengang's contempt, with the same expression on his face.

He has also been to a specialty store in Bang Chalong, and in terms of store decoration and style, his own small supermarket is really incomparable.

People who don't know, certainly can't think that their small supermarket has the ability to wrestle with Meng Chalong.

"Luo Xing, please sit down. Let's sit down and discuss the specific matters." Wu Jun stretched out his hand and motioned Luo Zhengang to sit in the chair Xu Fei usually sits in.

"Okay." Luo Zhengang agreed and walked towards Xu Fei's exclusive chair.

"President Luo, the legs of this chair are unstable. I'll change it for you." Upon seeing this, Xu Fei lifted up her chair and walked away, entering the house and moving one out again.

Xu Fei put down her chair and said, "Luo Xing, please sit down, this one sits firmly."

Wu Jun: "..."

This chair was newly bought after Xu Fei came. It has only been sitting for a few days now. Is it broken?

This quality is too bad!

"Thank you, Xiao Xu." Luo Zhengang took a seat and asked, "Xiao Wu, this Fortune rice you are talking about, I have never heard of it before. Wuchang, Arowana, Fulinmen and other big brands of rice are all used by Meng Cha Rumby went down, you talk about, why did we choose your little-known rice cooperation?"

Without explaining, Wu Jun turned to look at Xu Fei.

Xu Fei took out the chair that she had just moved in and sat in the rice noodles and grains area, looking here.

Didn’t the chair legs be unstable?You sit back...

Wu Jun greeted: "Xu Fei, go and put our Fortune rice in the pot and let the product speak for itself."

Luo Zhengang was puzzled when he heard Wu Jun's words.

"Okay Angkor." Xu Fei got up from the chair and just about to leave, as if afraid of being seated by others, she moved the chair into the bedroom, and then turned back and walked towards the kitchen.

Wu Jun saw a black line, isn't it just a chair? Is it interesting to move around?

Xu Fei went into the kitchen, fetched water skillfully, scooped the rice, and put the pot directly without washing.

Putting Hongyun rice into the pot, Xu Fei turned and walked out of the kitchen, went into the bedroom, and took out her chair.

Wu Jun: "..."

Waiting for the rice to be steamed out of the pot, Wu Jun said nothing about the order, and talked to Luo Zhengang about something.

For example: How old did Luo Xing become the president?

How much did Luoxing's Benz cost?

How many oil does it cost?

Luo Zhengang was dizzy by Wu Jun's set of lost punches, so just let him talk about this?

Why don't you go to the fourth son store to talk to the salesman!

Just when Luo Zhengang was a little impatient and wanted to get up and leave, a strong fragrance penetrated into his nostrils.

Luo Zhen just sniffed, "It's so fragrant..."

Xu Fei said braggingly on the side: "President Luo, this is the unique fragrance of our Fortune rice. The fragrance of other rice will not come out of the house. You can't smell it if you live next door. The fragrance of our Fortune rice, you go up ten floors. You can smell it."

"Xiao Wu, your rice is very special." Luo Zhengang turned to look at Wu Jun, the contemptuous expression on his face disappeared.

Although he feels that Xu Fei's words are suspected of self-promotion and boasting, it is undeniable that the feeling this rice gives him is really special.

Meng Chalong rice is available in Luo Zhengang's family, and he hasn't eaten less recently, but he has never smelled such a rich fragrance of rice. Smelling it makes one's index finger move.

Wu Jun said, "Luo Xing will wait a moment, and there will be another 10 minutes for the rice to be out of the pot. Then you will know our Fortune Rice, why dare to take food from Meng Chalong's mouth."

As time passed, the aroma of rice filled the small supermarket.

The courier Xiao Liu entered the shop: "Wu Jun, your kid is putting poison here again. He just ate from outside and he is hungry again when he smells the aroma of your rice."

Wu Jun asked him if he wanted to wait for a bowl of rice to be cooked, and Xiao Liu wanted to deliver the courier and bought a pack of cigarettes and left.

Aunt Hao on the 12th floor came into the store and said half jokingly: "Xiao Wu, Xiao Xu, you two are too much. You just steamed the egg custard for your grandson and smelled the aroma of your rice, so I didn’t eat it anymore. I have to drink rice porridge, hurry up and bring me a bag to serve my little ancestor."

Aunt Hao took out three hundred-yuan bills and handed them to Wu Jun. Wu Jun got 50 yuan in change.

"Aunt Hao, there are few people in the store at this moment, I will help you to bring it up." Xu Fei took a bag of rice out of it and followed Aunt Hao out.

After the two left, four or five more customers came to the store, and they all praised the fragrance first.

Luo Zhengang listened to the compliments of the crowd in his ears, and smelled the scent of rice that grew older and stronger in the small supermarket.

Although the rice in the pot has not yet been steamed, he has been completely conquered.

"Xiao Wu, at that time, the old aunt bought the rice you steamed in the pot?" Luo Zhengang asked Wu Jun in surprise when he saw that Wu Jun had collected 250 yuan, and Xu Fei helped take out a large bag of rice.

Although he is not in this business and he has never bought rice in the supermarket himself, he still has basic common sense.

Xu Fei just took out the big bag of rice, which must be at least 50 jin.

50 catties of rice are sold for 250 yuan, which is 5 yuan per catty.

The price of Hongyun rice and its quality also make Luo Zhengang feel incredible!

Seeing Luo Zhengang's reaction, Wu Jun knew that he could no longer escape from the palm of his hand, and said, "The only thing that Aunt Hao bought just now is just like the rice in the pot, it's fortune rice."

"Five yuan a catty?" Luo Zhengang confirmed to Wu Jun in disbelief.

Wu Jun nodded: "5 yuan a catty, the young man is not deceived."

The retail price of Meng Chalong is 18 yuan per catty. This time, for ICBC’s order, there is a discount of 3 yuan per catty and 15 yuan per catty, which is three times higher than the price of Wu Jun and their Fortune rice!

The point is that the price of Mon Chalong is not as good as the more affordable Hongyun rice!

Who will buy Meng Chalong? Whoever buys is taken advantage of.

Xu Fei helped Aunt Hao to send Mi home. As soon as she entered the supermarket, she heard the sound of the rice cooker skipping and went straight into the kitchen.

Use the chopsticks to open the air valve, and the heat is sprayed out from the pores, and the rice fragrance in the store is more intense.

Xu Fei took out a bowl and handed it to Luo Zhengang.

Luo Zhengang looked at the crystal clear grains in the bowl, and was amazed by the smooth and plump rice. He kept talking about incredible.

Xu Fei asked politely: "Luo Xing would you like to try it."

Luo Zhengang: "Okay, it makes me move my index finger when I look at it. Please, Xiao Xu, help me get a pair of chopsticks."

Xu Fei: "..."

Luo Zhen had just finished eating a bowl of rice, but he still didn't know what to say, but he was embarrassed to eat anymore.

"Xiao Wu, I will wait for you at 9 o'clock on Monday morning in the office." Luo Zhengang put down his bowl and chopsticks and raised his eyes to Wu Jun, "Thank you Xiao Wu, thank you for providing our bank with such high-quality and cheap rice. I apologize to you for my distrust of you and my contempt for your Fortune Rice."

"Luo Xingyan is serious, I wish us a happy cooperation." Wu Jun stretched out his hand and shook hands with Luo Zhen.

After winning this order as expected, Wu Jun thought he would be ecstatic.

However, it did not.