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527 My name is Wang Quan

"No, what do you mean? You are eating delicious food and drinking spicy food outside, so I can run around here with two legs?"

Wang Quan instantly felt that yesterday's decision was wrong, and Lin Dong should be allowed to stay here and go to Wei Jindong by himself.

"I can't do anything either. Boss Wei and the others are too enthusiastic. Not only do they want to treat me to a meal, but they also have to add orders. It's really hard to refuse the kindness!"

Lin Dong smiled and then said, "I tell you that I already have a look here, just need to verify the reliability of the information. If you feel tired, you can go back to the hotel and rest first."

Wang Quan curled his lips, saying this as if I was afraid of working. Thinking of the wholesaler I discovered in the morning, I felt a little reluctant and pretended to be indifferent and said, "I will make breakthrough progress soon, so I won't tell you."

After hanging up the phone, I took a look at the time and it was almost noon. If it was a familiar customer at this time, it would be better if it was a strange customer, so I would have to go to a small restaurant outside the market for dinner first.

At one o'clock, Wang Quan came to the market again and found the wholesaler in the morning.

In the morning, Wang Quan saw a cold storage that was busy all the time. Although the single shipment volume was not large, he was not idle. The workers followed their employees to find the store and quietly took photos to keep it.

The sign on the door was written with the words "Li Jizhu Assistant Wholesale". There were two fresh display cabinets on both sides of the door. The cabinets were empty and there was no product at all. Looking inside through the glass door, there was a slightly obese man in the store sitting behind the computer desk and playing with his head with his mobile phone. He couldn't see the specific appearance clearly, and no one else was found.

When he knocked in, the young man put down the cell phone in his hand, looked up at Wang Quan with a smile and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong smell of betel nut. I looked at the desk with a bag of betel nut that had just been unsealed. There were a lot of chewed betel nut residues in the trash can next to the table.

"I am a pig by-product contractor. I went around the market this morning and felt that our store's business was pretty good, so I came here to visit."

Wang Quan took the initiative to hand over a cigarette, and the young man happily took it, as if he was a reciprocity. He picked up the betel nut on the table and signaled to Wang Quan, "Are you going to betel nut?"

Wang Quan waved his hand. He really couldn't stand this thing. He could eat himself dizzy with just one.

The young man put down the betel nut bag and asked Wang Quan to sit down, then said, "My dad is having dinner upstairs and wait for me to call him."

As he said that, he got up and walked inside, and did not go upstairs. He looked up and shouted at the stairs, saying that he was speaking in Nanhu dialect, which Wang Quan didn't quite understand.

"Wait a moment, he's coming down right away."

Sitting next to the computer desk, Wang Quan saw clearly that this obese man was not old, and perhaps not as old as himself.

"Thank you for the big rockets my Brother Long sent out. Brother Long is majestic and domineering. Brother Long is mom..."

A soft voice came from the phone, Wang Quan was stunned. Zhang Shu also watched the live broadcast, and he had heard similar voices. Just when he looked at the little fat man in confusion, he found that the little fat man was smiling abnormally, and he muttered: "Jump and drive the train, I will use another rocket for you."

Is this guy who just used Rockets?

Wang Quan looked at him in surprise. The little fat man seemed to notice Wang Quan's gaze, and looked up at Wang Quan and smiled: "Do you watch the live broadcast?"

Before Wang Quan could answer, a thud sound came from inside. The fat man's face changed. He quickly clicked on his phone. The sound disappeared instantly. After finishing, he smirked at Wang Quan.

The sound of going downstairs disappeared, and a thin man who looked like a ma Gan came out from inside, shouting at the little fat man. The little fat man got up angrily. After the ma Gan'er man sat down, he looked at Wang Quan and asked, "Where are the contractors you are?"

Wang Quan quickly took the initiative to smoke and replied, "From the Central Plains."

The man from Ma Gan was stunned when he heard this and said in confusion: "There are very few contractors in your Zhongyuan who come to our Nanhu Development Customers. How long have you been in this industry?"

Wang Quan answered truthfully: "It's almost two years."

Hearing this sentence, a light flashed in the eyes of the man Ma Gan, and his expression was still calm: "Then you come here this time..."

"My name is Wang Quan, what is the boss's name?"

"Li Zefeng."

Wang Quan smiled and nodded, and said to Li Zefeng: "Boss Li, I believe you can guess the purpose of my visit this time. I am planning to find a group of cooperative customers in Nanhu."

Li Zefeng just took out a betel nut from the betel nut bag. When he heard Wang Quan's words, his hand trembled and almost shook off the betel nut. He looked at Wang Quan in surprise and asked, "Let me find a batch?"

Wang Quan nodded affirmatively.

Li Zefeng put down the betel nut in his hand and looked at Wang Quan in surprise. After a while, he asked uncertainly: "How many pigs can you kill in a day in the venue you contracted?"

"The venue I contracted is a thousand-headed field. Under normal circumstances, one or two thousand heads can be killed a day, or even more."

Li Zefeng heard this and smiled playfully, "What about now?"

Wang Quan also laughed and said frankly: "Now you can kill about 500 people a day."

Seeing a trace of disappointment flashing in Li Zefeng's eyes, he slowly leaned against the chair and picked up the betel nut again to put it in his mouth. Wang Quan quickly added: "I have contracted eighty slaughterhouses like this."

Li Zefeng's hand shook again. This time, his luck was not as good as before. Betel nut fell on him and then bounced to the ground. Li Zefeng seemed to be unknown. He leaned forward in an instant, looked at Wang Quan with his eyes curled up and exclaimed: "Eighty? Are you kidding?"

Before Wang Quan could answer, Li Zefeng questioned again: "Isn't Jiuding Trading in Central China very popular recently? Jiuding Trading does not have eighty slaughterhouses, right? Little brother, do business honestly!"

Wang Quan could see that Li Zefeng was just simple surprised and disbelief, and did not feel bad. Hearing the mention of Jiuding Trading, he felt even more relaxed. He smiled faintly and handed Li Zefeng a cigarette and helped him ignite it.

"Boss Li, what you know is the situation before the New Year. Now there are more than eighty places for Jiuding Trading contracting."

Li Zefeng quickly took out a betel nut from the betel nut bag, but did not dare to pause and stuff it into his mouth. While chewing the betel nut and smoking, he heard Wang Quan's words, and said lightly.

"Boss Li, maybe I didn't introduce it clearly just now. Let's get to know each other again. My name is Wang Quan, I come from Jiuding Trading, Zhongyuan, and I look forward to my cooperation with you!"
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