Super resource tycoon

Out of the supermarket door, Wu Jun drove the pickup truck parked in front of the building and went straight to the warehouse at Xiaoanshe.

It was less than 6 o'clock, and there were few cars and people on the road, and Wu Jun was bolder. He stepped on the accelerator a little deeper. It took only ten minutes to drive to the door of the warehouse.

He took out the key, opened the storeroom door, entered the storeroom, turned around and plugged the storeroom inside.

Take out the phone, take 3 tons of rice out of the game, and summon Xiaohong and Xiaohong 2.

"My lord, what can I do for you?" Two strong men over 2 meters in height bowed to Wu Jun to say hello.

Wu Jun said, "Xiaohong, you and No. 2, will help load and unload with the car for a while."

Xiaohong and Xiaohong No.2, except that their heights are different from those of normal people, their statures are so strong, the others can undoubtedly communicate with normal people, and they can be summoned to be seen by others, and they will not be seen through. Also rest assured.

The two replied in unison: "I must follow the instructions of Lord City Lord."

"One more thing." Wu Jun heard the two address themselves and corrected him, "Don't call the city lord in the future, call me Wu Jun, or Xiao Wu, or..."

Xiaohong rushed and said: "Just call you Mr. Wu, I feel that this is the best name."

"Yes, Mr. Wu," No.2 also said, "It's really hard to open your mouth by calling your name directly. This is very uncomfortable because of the ups and downs."

Wu Jun: "..."

This flatter is really comfortable, and sure enough, the farmer who triggered the [Fake Death] skill has the potential to be a flatterer.

Just a title, Wu Jun didn't bother to correct it back and forth, as long as he didn't call the city lord.

Yesterday, Wu Jun’s busy day made him tired enough.

He hasn't slowed down yet. Today, he doesn't plan to run anymore. He is already "Mr. Wu", and he is tired like his grandson every day. It is really unnecessary.

It is still necessary to spend some money to find a helper, just like when Xu Fei was hired into the store, it can help me reduce a lot of burden.

After ordering the two of them, Wu Jun took out his cell phone and dialed Wang Qidong's number.

Wang Qidong lives upstairs in a small supermarket and is an individual freight driver.

He gets up early every day before leaving the car to buy cigarettes in the small supermarket. Wu Jun has known him for more than three years and feels that he is honest and reliable, and a reliable person.

"Xiao Wu, what's the matter? This is the call so early." The phone connected, and Wang Qidong's voice seemed to be awake.

"Brother Wang, I have a job here, can you do it?" Wu Jun said straight to the point. "Today, help me deliver rice to several restaurants. Even people and cars cost 1,000 yuan a day, and the gas will count for me. Yes, the cigarette money counts for me. Please drink at night."

"There is still such a good thing, do it, I must do it!" After listening to Wu Jun's conditions, Wang Qidong was very excited, "When will the delivery start?"

"Just now," Wu Jun said, "I'm in the warehouse on Xiaoanshe's side. The customer is waiting for the delivery. It must be delivered at 6:30. Brother Wang, you should get up and go downstairs quickly. I will send the location. Give you."

"Okay, I'm already putting on my clothes, so I'll go downstairs and hang up first." Wang Qidong saw Wu Jun's words in a hurry and didn't linger. After hanging up the phone, I had put my clothes on. Go outside.

When I went downstairs, I didn't even care about buying cigarettes, and drove the pickup truck to the location Wu Jun gave him.

Less than ten minutes after hanging up, Wang Qidong and Wu Jun met in the warehouse on the side of Xiaoanshe. It was just 6:5. It was the old driver, and it took less time than Wu Jun to come over.

"I'm going, these two buddies are so strong!" Wang Qidong looked surprised when he saw Xiaohong and No.2.

"This is the stevedore I got. Take this cigarette, Brother Wang. The address is..." Wu Jun didn't talk nonsense with Wang Qidong, and threw the rose diamond to Wang Qidong, and explained clearly what should be explained.

Wang Qidong said: "Okay, I know there. It must be delivered on time. Load the truck quickly."

After Wang Qidong finished speaking, he turned his head and saw Xiaohong and No. 2 with a hand and a bag, as if walking empty-handed between the stacked rice pile and the carriage, shocked again.

Within ten seconds, 20 bags of rice have been loaded into the truck.

"Xiao Wu, where did you find the stevedore, a lot of money a day..." Wang Qidong turned around and asked Wu Jun.

"It's not much money, Brother Wang, let's go." Wu Jun urged, and at the same time asked Xiaohong to follow along to help unload the goods. Wang Qidong didn't ask any more, and drove Xiaohong away.

As soon as Wang Qidong left, the phone rang again, and Wu Jun answered the phone, chatted with the other person, and negotiated an order for 10 bags of rice.

Wang Qidong returned after delivering the goods, loaded the truck again, and drove towards the next shop.

The whole day is spent in a busy schedule.

None of the dozen or so restaurants where Wu Jun delivered rice fell to nothing.

Order five or six bags for less, try first, and order dozens of bags for more.

It has been busy since 6 in the morning. This house has just delivered it, and the other house called again, and Wang Qidong was busy running around.

Fortunately, loading and unloading trucks were all done by the farmer summoned in the game. Otherwise, he felt that he had made a loss of the 1,000 yuan.

At noon, Wu Jun ordered the takeaway and delivered it directly to the warehouse. Wang Qidong ate hastily and set off again for delivery.

One day, Wu Jun was in charge of the treasury and kept accounts by the way.

Today, I sold more than 4 tons of rice and earned more than 43,000 yuan. The 3 tons from the warehouse were sold out, and dozens of bags were dispatched to the small supermarket.

The sales situation of the small supermarket yesterday was a lot higher than "Huiguangfanzhao". Today it returned to normal. A total of not one ton was sold, and Wang Qidong took the rest.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Wang Qidong delivered the 30 bags of rice ordered by the last restaurant and met with Wu Jun in the small supermarket.

"Xiao Wu, no, it's time to call you Mr. Wu now." Wang Qidong has been busy for a day, and he has a new understanding of Wu Jun. "I thought you had been guarding a small supermarket. I didn't expect you to be so good. There is still such a big stall outside."

"Brother Wang is joking, whoever is with whom, call me Xiaowu." Wu Jun said perfunctorily, "It's just to make hard money. The profit of the rice industry is as thin as paper. Don't look at selling a lot of money a day. The profit is poor."

"Anyway, I am much better than your brother Wang." Wang Qidong said, "I will have this job in the future and think about your brother Wang."

"Definitely, definitely." Wu Jun promised with a smile, waiting for the completion of the ICBC order, the hotel industry, this market will be the main direction, and it is necessary to find a delivery driver.

Wang Qidong is steadfast and reliable. He is also familiar with Shimen City, so he is a good candidate.

"By the way, Brother Wang, I have a batch of goods to be delivered tomorrow, and I have to ask you for help. I will book your person and car first." Wu Jun said, "However, your truck can only pull 1.8 tons at a time. , Surely not, I have to find some people to come and help, this batch of goods will be finished within one day tomorrow."

"How many goods are in this batch?" Wang Qidong asked somewhat puzzled.

Wu Jun said: "125 tons."

"Good fellow, so many!" Wang Qidong looked shocked. If he was alone and pulled by a car, he would have to go back and forth dozens of times, plus loading and unloading, it is estimated that he would not be able to finish it in a week.