Five-star talent! I'm determined to hire this employee!

Ma Rou took the photos and flipped through them. More than a dozen photos were taken of the latest equipment, which was still running with a metallic luster.

Next to them were bags of raw materials and a full warehouse.

She nodded, reached out and took the sample, and squeezed it slightly.

"The things are good." After praising, Song Jiang smiled and heard the next sentence.

"But they are all ordinary items."

She looked up at Song Jiang, "They are all of similar quality, why should I use your goods?"

That's right! Why? !

The same quality, on one side is the old manufacturer that has been eliminated, and on the other side is the new supplier that has been maintained for a while.

What reason do you have to join my territory.

With slightly raised eyebrows, he quietly waited for the other side's reply. This sentence laid the foundation for the subsequent cooperation. Zhao Mingxuan's expression was tense, and his palms were sweating. He looked at his young boss nervously.

It was difficult for him to answer this sentence.

Boss...

"Because of conscience."

Unexpected words came out, and Song Jiang pointed to his heart.

"I can't guarantee that the factory price is lower than the other party's, I can only guarantee that all the goods are made of the best raw materials. We provide the best after-sales service."

"If you don't believe it, you can try it!"

Ma Rou couldn't help but raise her lips, "How to try?"

"Tomorrow, I'll ask someone to send 100 sets of mattresses over. You can sell these things. If they sell, they'll be mine! If they don't sell, they'll be given to you!" He looked at the other party quietly, his tone calm and firm!

"If none of this thing can be sold, then I don't have the face to cooperate with you."

I don't have the face to cooperate with you either! !

"Okay!" Ma Rou hadn't appreciated someone so much for a long time. She couldn't help but hold the pin between her fingers and extinguished the cigarette.

The remaining smoke dissipated from her hands.

"I like to cooperate with people who have courage!"

"Tomorrow, if you can really deliver this batch of goods, go to Europe with this ship."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Mingxuan's face was excited.

"Boss!" The suppressed shouts, but only saw the usually idle young man, who was extremely calm at this moment.

He promised.

"Tomorrow, it will stay on this ship."

"Hahaha!" A hearty laugh rang out, and Ma Rou couldn't help but take out a cigarette and handed it to the other party.

This time Song Jiang didn't say no, "Do you have a lighter?"

"Come on, try it." The woman smiled and took out the lighter from her pocket, pressed her finger, and the blue flame spurted out.

Starlight bloomed on the cigarette butt, and Song Jiang took a deep puff of the cigarette.

"Cough, cough cough!"

"Hahaha, you really don't smoke!" Ma Rou smiled and patted his back, and said when she saw the young man recover, "Let's have a meal later?"

"Eat!"

...

At noon, in the box, Song Jiang and Ma Rou clinked glasses.

Looking at the face opposite who began to turn red after drinking a glass, the woman leaned her body, leaning her elbows on the table, a little lazy: "You can't drink well, you won't be drunk after three glasses?"

Song Jiang smiled and raised his glass.

"How about a competition?"

"I don't want to bully a kid." Ma Rou said so, but she picked up the wine bottle and poured it into the empty wine glass.

A row of full bottles of wine were placed on the rotating glass, and her slender fingers pressed and turned.

"Let's play a little game, one glass per person. I'll count you as 100 mattresses for each glass of wine."

This doesn't count as me bullying you!

Ma Rou smiled with eyes slightly curved like a fox, and Song Jiang's eyebrows slightly curved, "Okay!" He paused, "What if I drink you down?"

"Hahaha" couldn't help laughing, Ma Rou, the bully of the bar, decisively stretched out five fingers, "If you can really do it, I'll give you an extra booth!"

"Once a word is spoken, it can't be taken back!" Song Jiang affirmed.

"I never lie to children!" The neat words fell, and the battle began!

After a glass of wine, Ma Rou's face remained unchanged, and Song Jiang's face turned slightly red.

After two glasses of wine, Ma Rou's eyebrows and eyes relaxed, and Song Jiang's face turned redder.

After three glasses of wine...

Four glasses...

Five glasses...

"Can you still drink more? Don't force yourself!" Ma Rou looked at the other person's red cheeks and couldn't help but worry.

Until she ran to the bathroom for the second time, she looked at Song Jiang suspiciously. What's wrong with this kid? !

His face was as red as a monkey's butt, and his eyes were half open! Why hasn't he fallen yet? !

Every time she thought that the other person would definitely fall down after the next glass, but the result was one glass after another!

"I'm drunk" Song Jiang's eyes drooped and poured wine into his mouth.

"Really?" Ma Rou's cheeks were rosy, and the world in front of her was already a little hazy. Finally, she fell down with a bang with the sound of opening the bottle.

"Huh——"

"You can really drink!" Song Jiang put down the bottle opener and stood up. At this time, his red face and eyes were fully open. There was no drunkenness, only clarity.

What a joke!

As a logistics staff member in college for 4 years, every time he sent his drunk and crazy roommates home, his alcohol tolerance was naturally bottomless.

Every time someone is knocked down, they call Song Jiang a fraud!

You are not drunk, so why are you so embarrassed! ! Always give people hope! But the result is a mess!

"Zhao Mingxuan, count the glasses."

"Huh-huh-"

Turning around, I saw Zhao Mingxuan slumped in the chair, dead asleep.

"..." Okay, I'll count.

The glasses were lined up, and a group photo was taken. Song Jiang was smiling brightly with his scissors hand vertically.

"Click!"

In the middle of the night, Ma Rou woke up from the hotel bed and sat up with a headache, "Where is this?" Looking at the unfamiliar environment, she was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly touched her body.

3 o'clock in the morning.

There is a brand new message on WeChat.

[Empty wine glass.jpg]

[Song Jiang: laugh.jpg]

[Song Jiang: 900 mattresses + booth space, the ship should be able to fit them, right? ]

"This kid" finally recalled yesterday's memory. Ma Rou was amused and helpless, "I was fooled by you for a long time!"

[Ma Rou: It can fit]

[Ma Rou: Let's compete next time! ]

[Song Jiang: Welcome]

Song Jiang, who replied in seconds, let out a long breath. He leaned against the window of the hotel, looking at the prosperous scene of feasting and revelry, "I hope I can make it in time."

"Beep--"

The vibration of new messages kept on.

Every once in a while, there was brand new logistics information.

[Has arrived at Xiangjiang River, 562 kilometers left, estimated 5 hours and 23 minutes]

"Beep!"

[Has arrived at Sucheng, 427 kilometers left, estimated 4 hours and 13 minutes]

...

On the other side, trucks loaded with mattresses are rushing thousands of miles on the wide highway!

This is an expedited order!

The time limit given is 11 hours.

11 hours! Across 1,000 kilometers to the distant Ningcheng!

This means that the two truck drivers will take turns to work day and night!

At this moment, Zhao Mingxuan is also anxious. He is sitting in an Internet cafe, looking at the real-time satellite map.

"Faster, faster..."

Song Jiang made a good start, but it is not so easy to completely take this advantage. The environment of the bar is not good, and the noise next to him affects his thoughts.

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