Chapter 385 385. The bad ex-boyfriend
“It’s different.” The squad leader looked eagerly at the man who was about to cut the last two melons. At this moment, he was distracted in order to make himself look less greedy. Answered:
"Song Tan's family will be harvesting rice tomorrow, and everyone plans to take their children there to see it. There is no such farmland in other places for us to waste with our children!"
He is quite good. Those who know themselves well, taking children out to play these days is a waste of time and effort. It only affects families with quality. Those who have no quality will inevitably waste some things.
So Song Tan agreed so easily, and everyone really appreciated it.
"You are stupid!"
Wu Qianqian was so angry that she almost jumped up: "Her family was harvesting rice, and you went to help her, and you were grateful to her? Don't you feel comfortable at home with the air conditioner on and playing with your mobile phone on a hot day?"
This makes everyone unable to understand Wu Qianqian again.
You say you, if you really don’t like Song Tan, you will bombard her from the beginning to the end!
Why do you say you don’t like it and at the same time spend money like crazy?
Is it possible that such a good watermelon is worthy of your purchase?
Besides, you Wu Qianqian are not married yet, how do you know the difficulties they have in raising and educating their children?
Don’t they know how great it is to play with the air conditioner and play with your mobile phone at home? It also depends on whether the children at home agree or not, whether they agree with the pictures, homework, etc. asked by the school teacher...
Everyone looked at each other secretly and felt that Wu Qianqian was quite twisted, as if she had too many Talking bad about Song Tan made everyone hate her, and it seemed like she was spending more money to take care of her old classmates.
I don’t understand.
...
Dusk clouds are gradually rising in the sky, and the sunset reflects the magnificent orange-purple color in the blue sky.
The waiter opened the door and came in, subconsciously taking a deep breath - if nothing else, why does the watermelon smell in this room smell so good!
Then he came back to his senses and said: "I see there are quite a few of us. Do you want to order now? Can we serve it at seven o'clock?"
The monitor then reacted: "Yes. ! Order. We’ll order some of it first, and we’ll discuss the rest if you haven’t already.”
However, everyone sat on the chairs and waved their hands: "No more, no more... Now my stomach is full of water, and I can hear the sound of watermelon juice when I shake it. I can't eat anymore."
No. Well.
20 watermelons, 20 adults, the children were not given more to eat, one whole per person on average - not too little.
The squad leader himself was quite full, but...
"Let's order it." He handed over the menu: "This farm rice is quite famous, and besides, watermelon is not very hungry. Just serve it later.”
"By the way, you are not in a hurry to leave? You see, our old classmate also sponsored the wine, so we are not allowed to drink two drinks in the evening?"
As soon as he said this, many people in the crowd raised their hands. : "Squad leader, it's not that we are uncooperative, aren't we still driving?"
"Please drive for me, please drive for me - thank you for not drinking the free wine!"
Everyone They were laughing and joking, and then they discussed and ordered the dishes.
On the other hand, the manager who was walking back and forth in the corridor saw the waiter retreating and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Aren't you ordering food here yet?"
"No," the waiter showed her the menu, and the manager frowned: "Is this what twenty or thirty people want to order?"
The waiter was quite happy - the dishes were so small that it was easy to take care of.
“I ate 20 watermelons in one go earlier, darling! I don’t know why the watermelons are so delicious. I wish I could have one for each person and eat them until my belly is round. I can still smell it when I go in - it’s really Sweet...cough, even though I’m full, I don’t want to order anymore.”
The manager didn’t say anything, and after a while he asked, “Who brought the watermelon? I’d like to know if it’s really good.” If so, let’s bring some supplies to the restaurant to cut the fruit plate.”
The waiter was still impressed, so he said at this moment: “A young girl came here in a pickup truck—how about I go in and give it to you. Ask?" "Ask." The manager took out a business card and said, "Tell her to give her an extra dessert tonight."
Song Tan was also surprised when he received the business card.
The main purpose of her coming here was to meet these old classmates, but she didn’t expect that before the old classmates actually placed their orders, this farmer’s rice cook would fall in love with them.
However, they are probably not willing to use their own fruits to cut the fruit plate. But the other party was so sincere...
She also walked out of the room, and saw the middle-aged female manager with meticulously combed hair looking at her kindly:
"Hello, I heard that our watermelons are very delicious. I wonder where they usually sell them? Is the quantity large? Our hotel also wants to buy some and try them to see if we can make our customers more satisfied."
Song Tan smiled: "We do have watermelons, but our prices are a bit expensive. It may not be cost-effective for you to make a fruit plate."
The manager didn't even raise his eyebrows: "It's okay, our fruits The dishes are all selected from the best, regardless of cost."
"You can just tell me what the price is."
Song Tan:...
Regardless of the cost?
She nodded: "20 a pound."
"What?" The other party did not respond.
"I said watermelon, 20 a pound."
This made the manager who was so confident just now tremble in his heart - you are selling ginseng fruit! 20 a pound? Is there anyone doing this business? !
Alas, this is how new customers come, and Song Tan is now familiar with this process: "Don't think it's expensive first, just look at how happy my classmates were eating just now. You get what you pay for, so It makes sense. Let's do this..."
She also took out her mobile phone and handed over the QR code: "How about we add a friend, and I will send you our online store and local group purchase first? Link. "
"We have a rice harvesting project tomorrow. We will pack a lunch here. If you have time, you can come over and try our farm food. "
Manager: ...
She scanned the code numbly, and then watched Song Tan push the door in as if nothing had happened. She couldn't help but feel in a trance for a moment:
Are today’s suppliers...all so awesome?
......
But here, Wu Qianqian spent the most money and ate the least melon, but she still wanted to watch Song Tan chatting happily in front of everyone, and her heart became more and more Not angry.
At this moment I couldn't help but ask: "Song Tan, you, do you really have nothing to do with my ex-boyfriend?"
"You obviously don't know each other, why did he break up with me? Just went to your house?”
These words are really ambiguous. Look at Song Tan's face, and then think about the conditions of her ex-boyfriend described by Wu Qianqian...
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
“How did I know this?” Song Tan also said it innocently.
“I was looking for a tutor for my brother, and I asked among my customer base—he was buying my wild vegetables at that time, and he said he could do it. So I hired him.”< br>
“You also know that it is easy to find a tutor, but it is not easy to find a teacher who is willing to go to a poor mountain village to teach with our Qiao Qiao all his time.”
"Besides, he is a professional, so shouldn't I try my best to keep him here?"
"Don't worry, Qianqian, I'm not that kind of person. Besides, I really want to find someone who is good at harvesting rice." , your ex-boyfriend... not very good. "
It's the end of the month, that monthly pass... let's just say... don't waste it...
(End of this chapter. )