After receiving Wenhao's call, Xinyi hurriedly checked her account. "Hubby, the money has really come in, it's 240,000! My account finally has money."

"Yeah! Okay! Got it."

Xinyi was so happy that she was dancing for joy, as she had seen her first payment.

Wenhao was very calm when he arrived. Knowing that the money had come in, he informed Lu Feng that he would start contacting him to buy materials tomorrow. "Lu Feng, hurry up and purchase some materials for the project tomorrow, and prepare to start work immediately."

"Oh! Has the money arrived?" Lu Feng asked.

"It's already been paid in," the writer said.

"Great, this real estate company is pretty good, and it really does what it says." Lu Feng's hanging heart finally calmed down.

"It looks okay so far, but I don't know what will happen in the future? When will you go tomorrow? Do you need me to accompany you?" Wenhao asked naturally.

"No need! I have friends in this field. Let's talk about the price by the way. It's inconvenient for you to go." Lu Feng has been working in this industry, so he knows several merchants who sell materials.

The planning of this project was all controlled by Lu Feng. He was responsible for drawing drawings, making budgets, and finding contractors.

The literary giant didn't understand a lot about this industry, so he always asked Lu Feng for advice whenever he encountered problems.

Wen Hao thought to himself that since he chose to cooperate with others, he had to be trustworthy in employing people. In fact, he knew very well that Lu Feng did not let him accompany him because he wanted to make some money from it. Anyone who bought the materials would get some kickbacks. This was normal.

thing.

I think back then, the writer had been in many similar situations. The project had been given full authority to others, so there was no need to interfere too much, so as not to cause dissatisfaction with each other. All rights had been decided by Lu Feng, and the writer was left alone.

Without Lu Feng, Wenhao would not have taken on this project, so he was still very grateful to Lu Feng.

After the writer finished speaking, Lu Feng immediately contacted the merchant. "Brother! You are going to get rich again. Send me some materials as soon as possible. They are all ready. I will pick up the goods tomorrow."

"Thanks to the care of my brothers, even though the economy is in recession now, my small company can still be maintained, and we can all make money together." The merchant felt particularly happy after receiving the call from Lu Feng.

"Okay, this is my brother! This project has just begun. As long as you are willing, brother, all the materials will be delivered to your home from now on." Lu Feng is giving some instructions to the merchant! The implication is, let's see how much commission the merchant can give him.

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Everyone is eating this bowl of rice. Needless to say, Lu Feng, the merchant knows very well. "Thank you very much. Is this payment in cash or transfer?"

Lu Feng thought to himself that it was impossible for such a large amount of goods to be in cash. If it was too late to ask Wen Hao now, he would just say casually. "Of course it is a transfer, and then open the * together with me."

"Okay! Thank you again for taking care of my business, don't worry! You will definitely be satisfied by working with me."

At this point, Lu Feng understood the meaning and quickly thanked him.

After everything was arranged, Lu Feng started calling the writer to ask for money for materials.

"Wenhao, I've already reserved all the materials. I'll be waiting for you downstairs at your house tomorrow morning. I'll bring you a transfer check by the way."

"Okay, things are done pretty quickly! How much do you order approximately?" Wen Hao asked.

"I made a rough calculation based on the contract budget, and now 50,000 yuan is enough for these materials."

"Oh! Fifty thousand!" The writer thought, these materials can be used for a while.

"Okay, I'll give you a check tomorrow."

Lu Feng thought to himself that for these 50,000 yuan of materials, he should be able to get at least 5,000 yuan in rebate. Thinking of this, he felt really happy and happy.

"Haha... I'm going to get rich, buddy! The economy was so tight a while ago! My pocket is as clean as my face. Now it's great. The sky is the limit, and things will be brighter soon." Lu Feng was so happy that he almost shouted out.

Already.

Then Lu Feng took out his mobile phone and started to call his friend. "Brother, I will start to be busy tomorrow. If you have time today, let's get together and drink some wine to cheer up. You can eat whatever you want. Everything is done by

I'll pay."

Lu Feng was in high spirits and went to have a party with his friends.

Wenhao was relieved when he heard that the materials were available. He thought that he would lead the workers to work tomorrow. This was the first project since opening the company, and he warned himself that he must work hard.

In the evening, Wenhao returned home. Xinyi had already prepared meals and was waiting for him to come back.

The son was concentrating on his homework in the room. As soon as the writer entered the door, the son rushed up. "Dad, Dad, you are back!"

The literary man picked up his son with a smile. "Be good and study hard and make progress every day."

"I know, dad, you must be tired too! Mom has cooked a lot of your favorite dishes today, and you said you have time to play with me! Talking doesn't count!"

"Dad wants you and mom to live a good life, so I really have no choice. It's better to wash your dirty hands quickly and eat together."

The son hurried to the bathroom and finished washing up in a short time. Then the family of three had a happy meal together.

"Look at what delicious food my wife has prepared for me." The literary man started to act poor again.

"You are a glutton. Braised pork, braised pork ribs, and stewed crucian carp...are all your favorites."

"Wow... there are so many! My wife is really good at cooking. With my years of training, her cooking skills have improved quite a bit."

Xinyi didn't know anything before, but through the training of life, she actually became half a chef.

"Husband, you have been very tired recently. Eat more and replenish yourself." Xinyi gave Wen Hao a big piece of ribs.

"Thank you, wife. Don't be busy. Let's eat together. You have suffered a lot from following me these years."

Xinyi looked at Wenhao, saying nothing, but her heart was filled with happiness. Half an hour later, they finished their meal happily, and Wenhao said hesitantly: "Honey, the workers will have to enter the construction site tomorrow. I

You may be even busier, and it will be hard on you at home!”

"Oh, is everything arranged?" Xinyi asked.

"Yes! We will start importing materials tomorrow. You have to write me a transfer check." Wenhao finally got to the point.

"I just paid in today! It's too soon to take it out tomorrow! How much will it cost?" Xinyi was a little unhappy.

“I’ll use fifty thousand for the time being.”

"So many! My account hasn't been warmed up yet!" Xinyi was a little reluctant.

"How can you make money without investing? These may not be enough." The writer said bluntly.

Xinyi slowly walked into the house, opened the drawer, and wrote a transfer check of 50,000 yuan to Wenhao.

Xinyi thought to herself that in just one day, fifty thousand yuan was missing from her account, which was really distressing.

Wenhao picked up the check and carefully put it into his wallet. At night, he lay in bed and watched TV and thought.

If this project is completed, there will definitely be another one, and the quality and quantity of the work must be maintained. Then he must always keep an eye on the scene. This night, the writer had too many things on his mind, and he could hardly think about it.

How to sleep.
Chapter completed!