When the repairs to the health room were almost complete, Xue An still had to go find the village chief.

Zhong Qiuyun's people were waiting to come over to pick fruits. There were many people watching here, so Xue An called everyone to help pick fruits.

But now that he had picked so many fruits at once, Xue An didn't notice and only took a few boxes with him.

"You guys go ahead and I'll pick up the ones at home." Even if Xue An ran back and forth from the orchard to his home, it would take him half an hour, and he was still carrying things, so it was naturally impossible for his grandma and Wang Hongxia to get them.

I ran to my house and looked around, and found seven or eight frames.

"This is not enough." In the past, when fruit sellers came to collect fruits, they always brought their own plastic baskets. Xue An's family only had some hand-woven bamboo baskets.

"By the way, Grandpa Seven." Xue An turned around and ran to Grandpa Seven's house.

Uncle Qi, not many people in the village know his name now. At this age, there are few people his age, and he is rarely called Uncle Qi. Most people call him Uncle Qi, but Xue An and the younger generation call him Grandpa Qi.

Grandpa Seven actually had a very difficult life. His three children, a son and two daughters, all got married, but they certainly couldn't support them in the village, so they all went to work in the city.

The three children also have children.

Just the old couple at home.

The old couple usually weaves bamboo baskets and cultivates a few acres of land, and their grandson is now on summer vacation and is being taken care of by them.

The money he lent to Xue An's family before was all squeezed out from between his teeth. Xue An approached Grandpa Qi's house and saw that Grandpa Qi was weaving some bamboo baskets at home. His hands were already worn out.

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"Grandpa Qi, how many of these bamboo baskets do you still have? I want to buy some." Xue An took a look and saw that his house was also very dilapidated. He sighed secretly. In fact, most of the houses in this village are similar and not much better.

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"There are plenty of them, probably around a hundred. I'm going to take them to town to buy them in a few days." Grandpa Seventh said with a smile.

"Grandpa Qi, how much do you sell this for? I'll buy 50." Xue An was afraid that Grandpa Qi would be embarrassed to give the price, so he deliberately said: "Grandpa Qi, this box is used to hold the fruit. You also know that the big boss has it.

For money, just follow the market price."

"I set up a stall and sell thirty-one. If your friend wants it, he can give it twenty-five."

Xue An dug into his pockets and found that he had forgotten to bring money, and the old man did not know how to pay with his mobile phone. He said awkwardly: "Grandpa Qi, I forgot to bring money. I will bring it to you after picking the fruits in the evening.

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"No rush, no rush," Grandpa Qi waved his hand quickly, not knowing what to do at the time, and asked Xue An to ride his electric tricycle over, otherwise it would be difficult to pull these frames.

When you get to the orchard, it is much more convenient to have these bamboo baskets. One bamboo basket can hold up to ten kilograms of fruit and is very strong and durable.

Not long after he had finished pretending, Zhong Qiuyun arrived. Followed by a dozen young men and a large truck.

"Boss Zhong, why are you here?" Xue An did not expect that Zhong Qiuyun also came.

"I happened to have nothing to do, so I will help them lead the way and introduce you to each other, so that it will be easier to do things in the future." Zhong Qiuyun knew that the road was not easy to walk this time, so he even changed into a pair of sports shoes.

"If you're fine later, come with me. We'll also contact the finance side." Xue An nodded.

"This frame is so beautiful. It looks much better when placed like this." Zhong Qiuyun looked at the row of Hsinchu baskets on the field ridge, and his eyes lit up.

"These are all hand-knitted by the old people in the village. They have been craftsmanship for decades." Xue An thought about Grandpa Seven's worn hands, his eyes lit up, and he came up with an idea.

"Is it smaller so it's easier to carry?" Zhong Qiuyun approached and tried it before asking.

"Of course, Boss Zhong wants to put the fruit in it as a gift, right?" Xue An instantly understood what she meant.

Zhong Qiuyun nodded.

"Yes. And as long as you have a photo, the craftsmen in the village will weave it." Xue An said.

"It's so powerful, this thing is so beautiful, and it's purely handmade. It shouldn't be cheap. Can you help me buy some? I need to visit a lot of customers recently." Zhong Qiuyun asked.

"Okay, that's no problem. There are fifty-one of these large bamboo baskets. When the time comes, you can send me the style of the smaller ones and I will ask for them for you," Xue An said.

"This only costs fifty? So cheap?" Zhong Qiuyun was stunned, and then said quickly: "Then don't take away these bamboo baskets. Let's calculate how much they cost, and I will give them to you then."

It suits Xue An's wishes, so he will naturally not refuse.

There were a dozen workers moving the goods, and soon they all got into the big truck. Xue An followed Zhong Qiuyun, got into her car, and went to her place to meet with the finance department and settle the second payment.

Sitting in Zhong Qiuyun's BMW, Xue An couldn't help but sigh. It was a car worth hundreds of thousands or even millions. It was much more comfortable to sit in. Even the road was not that bumpy. When he got rich in the future, he would also

Ready to buy one.

Only when he arrived at the hotel did Xue An realize that the hotel Zhong Qiuyun was talking about was actually the Peace Hotel.

This is a very famous hotel in the town, covering every building.

It is a hotel that integrates accommodation and catering, and it is very famous in Badou Town.

"Mr. Zhong!"

"Mr. Zhong!"

"Mr. Zhong!"

Along the way, wherever Zhong Qiuyun went, the service staff immediately greeted her with greetings.

"Mr. Zhong is really awesome." After Xue An followed Zhong Qiuyun, when he saw this scene, he suddenly thought of Yan Ruyu. Would she be so majestic wherever she went? How could she be the top person in the town now?

"They are all strong women. It seems that I have to work hard." Xue An couldn't help but sigh, such a woman put too much pressure on him.

On the other hand, Wang Hongxia is better. She is warm and soft, charming and moving. She can go to the hall and farmland. Most importantly, she is also good at warming beds... What a pity, that bastard Sheng Weiwei, otherwise I would already know what's going on.

It tastes good.

Zhong Qiuyun didn't know what Xue An was thinking behind, so he took him all the way to his office. As soon as he entered the office, he saw Su Xiaozhu sitting on the big sofa, watching cartoons and eating fruit.

When she heard the footsteps, she looked up and saw Xue An. Her eyes lit up instantly and she ran over jumping: "Brother Xue An, you are here." She immediately threw herself into Xue An's arms.

This Su Xiaozhu is very cute and adorable, and the tone and movement of her words make her uncontrollably happy.

"Xiao Zhu, you watch the cartoon first. Xue An and I still have time, and we will accompany you later." Zhong Qiuyun did not expect that his woman would be so close to this little man.

"Okay." Su Xiaozhu came down from Xue An's arms with some reluctance, and kissed Xue An on the face before coming down.

"Mom, come here too." After coming down, Su Xiaozhu quickly ran to Zhong Qiuyun and kissed her on the face.
Chapter completed!