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- On the video call, Li Wenyan¡¯s cursing could be faintly heard.
Although Tang Li didn¡¯t have a good relationship with his father, he was still his grandfather.
As a grandson, is he still a human being if he refuses to save his life? !
So, when Kun was about to hang up the phone, the child on the other end shouted to wait a moment.
"You want white noodles?" the child asked him.
Kun stared at the child's tender and white face with a sinister look in his eyes. He suddenly guessed something and smiled brightly, "Yes, I want white noodles. Do you know where they are hidden?"
Song Jingtian held the mobile phone in both hands, rolled his eyes, and said hesitantly: "I will give you the white noodles, and the person who was captured by you"
"Of course I'll put it back!" Kun understood what the little guy meant and readily made a promise: "When the batch of white noodles is returned to my hands, there is no need for these two people to stay in the village."
Song Jingtian only wanted to redeem one person.
If there are two people, the flour will have to be doubled.
I heard that the price of flour has increased recently, reaching 2.8 yuan per catty.
In the end, we couldn't reach an agreement with Kun. Kun said that the two of them would not split and sell, but must be packaged and sold.
He can have one, but the price must be based on two.
Kun also learned from the child's words that he and Tang Li did not go to Country R, ??but returned to Country S.
By now, Kun also guessed that the group named Wu was here to save Tang Li!
They probably stole those US dollars from me!
No matter how much hatred he felt in his heart, Kun didn't show it to his face yet, and only asked his children to see the goods.
He has already suffered a loss, and now he has to be more cautious.
Song Jingtian said ¡®wait¡¯, put down his cell phone and ran out of the study. In less than two minutes, he ran back again, carrying a bag of Jinshawan household wheat flour.
Climbing onto the swivel chair where the elder brother used to sit, he opened the seal of the wheat flour bag.
Song Jingtian grabbed a handful of flour and said to Kun on the other end of the phone: "Is it very white? It's first grade, slightly worse than first grade. If you like it, I have to put it back."
First level.
To use their industry¡¯s slang, it¡¯s the fourth product.
Item No. 5 is a special grade.
Kun never expected that the white noodles he had been searching for to no avail would actually be in Tang Li's hands.
¡°Moreover, Tang Li cunningly put it in a flour bag to confuse the public!
????????????????????????????Who would associate white flour and wheat flour together?
She is indeed Tang Shen¡¯s granddaughter, just as cunning!
Now that it was determined who was in the hands of the white flour, Kun didn't want to delay it any longer. Twenty years later, the quality of this batch of white flour would inevitably be damaged, but it was still better than nothing. The only thing he didn't expect was to find a breakthrough for this billion-dollar product. would be in a child.
It is actually not easy to get Tang Li to hand over this batch of goods.
If Tang Li is willing to give it, they won't take her father back again.
Kun turned his attention to the children who were playing with the white noodles, and did not show absolute belief: "Two thousand kilograms of white noodles, you are a child, I'm afraid you can't make the decision."
Two thousand kilograms of flour, about five thousand yuan.
He still has this little money.
Song Jingtian had a good idea and answered Kun: "It's just twenty bags of flour. I'll send it to you directly without telling Tang Li and the others."
Things were going a little too smoothly.
Kun narrowed his eyes and looked at the fat man across from him who was talking nonsense: "You gave me the things without permission, and you are not afraid of Tang Li's punishment? With so much white noodles, how can you get through the customs when you send it from country S to northern Myanmar? I'm afraid you will be detained at the port. Intercept it."
¡°You¡¯re looking down on you, Mr. Song, aren¡¯t you?¡±
Song Jingtian curled his lips.
He has some connections in the capital.
It¡¯s just two thousand kilograms of flour.
Tomorrow he called Lao Bai and said he wanted to send some flour to his friends in northern Myanmar and asked Lao Bai to say hello to the customs. He didn't go to northern Myanmar to engage in dumping, so how difficult could it be to cross the port? .
Song Jingtian sat back on the swivel chair, holding his mobile phone, and said in a mature manner: "I have my own way, our Song family never fights an uncertain battle!"
Song family.
Kun looked at the child again, his eyes changed.
Tang Li¡¯s husband¡¯s identity in country S was clearly told to him.
The reason why he dared to kidnap Tang Li to northern Myanmar was, firstly, because of the home field advantage and with Issa's approval; secondly, because Tang Li's dirty life experience, he forgave her husband's family and did not dare to publicize it.
He didn¡¯t expect that the kid tied up in the buy-one-get-one-free deal last time was actually from the Song family.
This explains why someone named Wu comes to the village to rob people.
The person named Wu is probably just a pseudonym.
No wonder Tang Li was so anxious when Ming took the child away.
Realizing that the child¡¯s identity was unusual, a smile appeared on Kun¡¯s face: ¡°After chatting for so long, I still don¡¯t know what to call him.¡±
When negotiating, the last thing you cannot lose is your momentum.
The little guy was not afraid at all: "I don't want to change my name when I work, I don't change my surname when I sit down, the capital is Song Jingtian!"
Of course, Kun didn't know who Song Jingtian was, but that didn't stop him from promoting his business, "It turns out it's Mr. Song, he's a famous name that I've admired for a long time!" After saying that, he returned the topic to the batch of goods: "If Mr. Song can really give the goods to I brought it here, and when Young Master Song comes to northern Myanmar in the future, he will be a good friend of my village!"
Song Jingtian doesn¡¯t want to go back to that ghost place at all.
You have to bring your own carrying pole every time you poop, and there is always a risk of falling in.
When he sat on the pole, a swarm of flies circled around him.
However, he did not show his disdain on his face, and only said perfunctorily: "I will go there next time when I have a chance."
Then he asked Kun for the phone number of a contact person.
The two of them made an appointment to meet in Mu County.
As for the fact that Kun received two thousand kilograms of wheat flour, which was still inferior quality wheat flour infested with worms, he was so angry that he hung Li Wenyan and his wife upside down in a tree all night.
Tang Li brushed the cat's fur and came back to the study to see Song Jingtian.
The little one is putting down her cell phone.
"What are you doing with my phone?"
Tang Li suddenly spoke, startling Song Jingtian, and the little guy got off the swivel chair: "I just want to see what your new mobile phone looks like."
Tang Li picked up her phone and unlocked it. When she was looking at her phone, the little guy had already slipped out of the study.
Half an hour later, Tang Li checked Moments and found that Song Jingtian had shared a purchase link for Pin Xixi.
It is a wheat flour that is currently on promotion.
The original price is RMB 3.6 per kilogram, but the current price is RMB 1.70. If you have ten friends to bargain for it, it only costs RMB 2.00, and free shipping is available for purchases over ten kilograms.
Without Tang Li¡¯s help, someone was already rushing to help with the chop.
For example, a certain great guide [Mountains and Flowing Waters].
That night, Tang Licai received another text message from Song Boyan.
[Why go to pick up the little guy from school the day after tomorrow, and take the cat back to Tan Palace by the way. ]
Tang Li¡¯s original intention was not to send the cat away.
After a while, she replied: "This cat didn't get into trouble this afternoon. I think it likes the villa very much, so it's better to stay here first."
This time, it didn¡¯t take long for Song Boyan to reply.
There is only one word.
[good]
Knowing that a man of Song Boyan's age was not as capable of typing as a young man when sending messages, Tang Li's mood was still affected by this text message.
It was she who proposed the temporary separation, but it was the other party who finally followed through.
It¡¯s a bit outrageous.
The next day, Song Jingtian was watching "The Enthusiastic Uncle" on the first floor. He saw Tang Li coming downstairs and told her not to forget to get up early to send him to school tomorrow.
Because he lived in the mountains and knew that he would get up at five o'clock, Tang Li was silent for a few seconds: "How about you go back to Tan Palace tonight?"
The little guy glared at her.
Although she couldn¡¯t talk about it, Tang Li got up early the next day and sent Song Jingtian to the school gate. Waiting for her to take Agent He¡¯s car back to the villa, she noticed the leather shoes at the entrance as soon as she entered the door.
It belongs to Song Boyan.
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