When Ding Si returned to the room with his cell phone, he saw Zheng Dao and the other three sitting at the mahjong table chatting, so he asked casually: "Brother Zheng, how are you lucky today?"

"It's not bad." Zheng Dao laughed and said, "Today, all three of us won, and Lao Qin lost alone."

After Zheng Dao said this, Ding Si immediately understood why Lao Qin kept showing off his bad face to himself since he woke up. It was because he lost money when he played cards.

After Zheng Dao paused for a moment, he asked Ding Si with concern: "Xiao Ding, how are you doing? Have you sobered up? I saw that you drank some wine last night and then slept for the whole day. Is it really okay?"

Ding Si never drank alcohol. Yesterday, due to the holidays and face, he had to drink some at the dinner table. Unexpectedly, these people were tested by alcohol. They drank voltaics, and they were blowing at the bottle and stomping on the box. In less than ten minutes, they drank him down. Regarding Zheng Dao's concern, he grinned and replied: "I woke up and woke up. When Lao Qin called me, he almost woke up. Thank you Brother Zheng for your concern."

Since Ding Si and Zheng Dao were just nodding, there was no too much topic between the two, and after a few words, they had nothing to say. While Zheng Dao was chatting with two card friends, Ding Si began to consider the problem just now. He felt that he should communicate with his three friends first and let them be mentally prepared.

Ding Si made a decision after calling whom he first: Zhang Shiping and Xu Yonggang will not return to China for the time being, so you can talk to them about these things when you go to work. As for Cao Lingshan, he will be back to China tomorrow. If she exchanges the phone card for a domestic card, it will be very difficult to contact her.

After dialing the phone number to Cao Lingshan, Ding Si hung up the phone just after two sounds. He looked at the people in the room and thought to himself: It's so lingering, why did I forget that there are so many outsiders here? If they hear the content of the call, they will cause unnecessary trouble.

He quickly edited a text message and sent Cao Lingshan: "Can you get on the penguin? I have something important to tell you!"

Shortly after the text message was sent, the phone rang. Seeing that the name shown on it was Cao Lingshan, he hung up the phone without hesitation and sent a text message again: "You can't talk about this on the phone, but you'd better go to the Penguin to talk about it."

Cao Lingshan also shared a house with others. After receiving this text message from Ding Si, she immediately replied: "Someone is using my computer, but I can't use penguins. If you have any questions, just use the text message."

After seeing Cao Lingshan's reply, Ding Si couldn't help but miss his Apple phone. Whether it is Penguin or WeChat, it is very convenient to use. However, like the current button phone, you can only enter messages one word at a time. After organizing the words in his mind, he asked: "When will your factory start construction?"

People who make furs are very clear that the off-peak seasons in this industry are too obvious, and basically make a profit of half a year and lose half a year. The profits in the first three months of the second half are basically used to fill the deficit in the first half of the year, and they will have to wait until October to truly start making money. Therefore, many manufacturers usually have to wait until June of the second year to start production after the end of the year to avoid the off-season of sales. Of course, some manufacturers do not send out the situation where they want to sell more goods and start work after the Spring Festival.

Ding Si's purpose of asking this was because he had heard Cao Lingshan say that in order to increase sales, her family planned to start construction a few months ahead of previous years. After a while, Cao Lingshan's reply arrived: "Don't worry, the factory will start construction after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The goods provided to you this year will definitely be more than last year."

Seeing that Cao Lingshan misunderstood her meaning, Ding Si did not correct her, but continued to send a text message: "Go back and find a way to convince your dad. Don't start work early this year, and wait until June to talk."

"Why?" Cao Lingshan's reply came very quickly this time.

Regarding Cao Lingshan's questions, Ding Si naturally would not tell her stupidly: "The market will be closed at the end of June. By then, the more goods you have in the market, the greater the losses will be." Instead, after considering for a long time, a new text message was sent, "According to my analysis, the price of minks will fall sharply this year. Now purchasing raw materials for production, there may be a situation where new clothes are overpriced and overcrowded."

"The leather price will not rise in the second half of the year, right?" Cao Lingshan asked worriedly: "At the beginning of last year, the leather price also fell again and again. At that time, my dad planned to buy it if he fell a little more. Unexpectedly, after June, the leather price doubled, causing the price of my clothes last year to remain high."

Knowing that there was a fire pit ahead, Ding Si would not let Cao Lingshan jump inside, so he said decisively: "See a way to convince your father that he must not purchase raw materials during this period. He must wait until June before talking. If the raw materials increase at that time, I will be responsible for compensation for your family's losses. But to say that at most, at least 1.5 million is my entire net worth."

"Wow, one million and a half million, you are really rich." Cao Lingshan said in the text message: "Or, you lend me all the money first, and I will ask my dad to purchase a batch of new leather and try to make a batch of new clothes before the Spring Festival, and leave them to you for sale?"

Just when Ding Si had a headache, how to reply, Cao Lingshan's new information came in again: "I'm joking with you. I know that your girlfriend has chosen a house in Beijing. Your money is probably a special fund for buying a house."

Seeing this message from Cao Lingshan, Ding Si breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied: "That's right, right? You should know me. We plan to bring our parents to the capital, so we specially chose a large house with four bedrooms and two living rooms, which cost about 1.3 million yuan. The remaining money is just for decoration."

It took Cao Lingshan a long time after the message was sent: "I'll have supper and chat another time."

Just as Ding Si was about to put away his phone, he suddenly heard someone calling him: "Hey, Ding Si!"

Ding Si didn't have to look up, just from the sound, he could hear the person who called him, Zhang Wenbo, the nephew of Lao Qin, so he asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

"Give me your phone." Zhang Wenbo, who was squatting on the chair with his knees, stretched out a hand to Ding Si, and said in a commanding tone: "I see which woman are you sending text messages to?" Zheng Dao and others, who were sitting at the mahjong table, thought Zhang Wenbo was joking. When he heard him say this, he just laughed and continued to chat.

Zhang Wenbo, who just turned 18, is also a rich second generation. He came to Moscow two years ago. His parents originally wanted him to be responsible for the sales, but he was addicted to online games and stayed at home all day without going out. He threw the business to the hired clerks to manage, which resulted in a lot of losses every year. His parents had no choice but to ask Lao Qin to go to Moscow to help and take care of this uneasy nephew.

Ding Si first met Zhang Wenbo and had a bad impression of him. Not only because of his lack of education, but also because of his real-life version of the sloppy king. It is common for him to not wash his face for ten days and half a month. Sometimes when he turns his head, the dandruff on his hair will easily fall like snowflakes.

Seeing that Ding Si ignored him, Zhang Wenbo was a little annoyed. He put his foot off the chair, stood up and pointed at Ding Si and said, "I asked you to show me your phone, why don't you pay attention to me? Are you deaf ears or do you want to fight with me?"

For such a naughty child who everyone is beaten up, Ding Si used to follow the principle of calming things and ignoring him. But now that he has been reborn, he doesn't have to be polite to such ungrateful things. He stood up, stared at the other person's eyes, and said coldly: "What are you? Why should I show you my things?"

Ding Si said such harsh words, and the few friends sitting among them realized the seriousness of the problem. Zheng Dao was about to speak to smooth things over, but was pulled by Lao He on the side. Seeing Lao He wink at him, he obediently closed his mouth and watched the development of the situation.

Just as the sword was tense, Lao Qin's voice came from the direction of the kitchen: "It's time to eat, everyone is time to eat."

Hearing his shouts, Zheng Dao, who was sitting at the mahjong table, quickly stood up and said, "Okay, it's time to have supper. After dinner, continue playing mahjong, so that Lao Qin will have a chance to make a comeback." After that, he quickly walked to Ding Si's side, pulled his arm and walked outside.
Chapter completed!