Reborn King of Marketing

"Brother Xiaobing, phone number, county phone number..."

Ma Gan's thin body looked like a slender hemp pole in the middle of the courtyard. He shouted loudly, as if he wished the whole world could hear him.

There is only one telephone in the whole Zhangjia Village at the village headquarters. If anything happens, people will communicate it. If something serious happens, everyone in the village will know about it.

Zhang Xuebing misses the days when every household had a telephone and everyone had a mobile phone. Unfortunately, there is still a long way to go.

Reluctantly getting up from the little girl's side, Zhang Xuebing complained softly that the call came at the wrong time, and lazily walked out of the door.

"Whose phone number?"

"It says it's a county town, and my surname is Zhao..."

Could it be Zhao Xianming? He said that there should be some clues about the loans and market in the past few days. Is it because of this?

Zhang Xuebing ran to the village headquarters without even paying attention to the villagers who showed enthusiasm to him, the trustworthy group leader, on the way.

At the end of the courtyard are three cement bungalows covered with ivy. This is the village headquarters and the only cement house in the village.

It stands to reason that after Zhang Xuebing became the team leader, he should move here to work, but it was only the second time he came here today. If it weren't for answering the phone, he probably wouldn't even plan to come here by the end of the year.

"Team leader, you're here, everyone is hanging up the phone over there!"

Village accountant Liu Hong handed the phone receiver to Zhang Xuebing with both hands in a panic.

Since Zhang Yongzhong's black sheep were eliminated, there are only four people left in the village department: accountant, broadcaster, technician and Zhang Xuebing.

Liu Hong is an accounting student who just graduated this year. She is in her early twenties, and her slightly chubby round face looks very childish and a bit cute.

She has never been involved in Zhang Yongzhong's dirty work. She is quite responsible and honest, but her business ability is not very strong.

If it weren't for the fact that she was a student who had just left school, Zhang Xuebing would never have kept her. After all, it's hard to find three-legged toads these days, and two-legged people are everywhere.

Perhaps because of this, Accountant Liu was cautious whenever he saw Zhang Xuebing, for fear of upsetting the team leader and losing his iron job.

Zhang Xuebing took the greasy old-fashioned receiver with a bit of disgust. He couldn't help but feel sick when he saw the stains on it. It must have been there for many years. He didn't dare to put it directly against his face for fear of inflamed skin, and shouted loudly into the receiver.

"I'm Zhang Xuebing, may I ask..." "It's okay, brother, I've become the team leader!"

Sure enough, it was Zhao Xianming. Zhang Xuebing asked impatiently, "Uncle Zhao, is there any good news?"

A burst of laughter came from the receiver, "Okay, I've learned to predict the future for you!"

The call lasted for five minutes. When Zhang Xuebing finished the conversation, he put on the receiver, turned to look at the nervous little accountant, and chuckled.

"Graduation can only prove your academic qualifications. You have to study more business. There will be more and more accounts in the future. I don't want you to fall behind!"

"Don't worry, team leader, I study every day after work, and I even go to town on weekends to learn accounting from my old aunt!"

The little accountant raised his head and took a peek at Zhang Xuebing, then quickly lowered his head, his voice trembling with nervousness.

Zhang Xuebing hummed, walked out of the door without comment, and hurried home.

Zhao Xianming had just made a surprise attack on him, telling him to rush to Baijia Restaurant in the county town at noon.

Lao Zhao made an appointment with people from the bank and the market management office to have dinner together at noon. This was a critical moment for applying for a loan, and Zhang Xuebing had to attend.

It was now past nine o'clock, and it would take him two hours to reach the county seat. Time was running out and he hurried back to prepare.

Seeing Zhang Xuebing's figure disappear at the door, Liu Hong took a breath and patted his chest to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"The team leader is gone..."

With a cheer, the door to the back room opened, and broadcaster Gao Jing and technician Liu Mingtao came out with beaming faces.

Liu Hong glanced at the two of them and snorted coldly, "Next time I won't be the one who stands out. The team leader is really scary!"

Gao Jing shook her long braids, leaning against the table, looking askance at Liu Hong, "You're afraid of him, but I'm not afraid?"

"you......"

"What are you, you, I don't know who has the bad temper, huh!"

Seeing that the two girls were about to quarrel, technician Liu Mingtao came out to smooth things over, "Okay, okay, from now on the three of us will take turns serving the team leader. Don't hide from anyone. We will all share in the death!"

At this moment, Zhang Xuebing could not imagine that he would be so terrifying in their eyes.

He was riding a big 28 bicycle on the rugged mountain road, rushing towards the county town with all his strength. The gravel and bumps made him tremble all over as if he were riding a motorcycle.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and cheeks, and soon wetted his brand-new white shirt. Today's meeting at noon involved loans and the big market. Zhang Xuebing did not dare to neglect. In addition to enough banknotes, he had everything on his body.

I brought some mountain products with me, and even caught three very large mountain turtles for the guests to try.

"This broken sky is going to heat people to death!"

Ludong is a mountainous area, and the temperature in summer is indeed not high. Moreover, Zhang Xuebing's journey was downhill, so it should not be too hot.

But after arriving at the county seat, his clothes were still soaked with sweat and he looked very embarrassed.

After looking at the time, he saw that it was already very close to the appointed time and there was no time to change clothes, so he had no choice but to arrive at Baijia Restaurant.

On the old streets of the county town, there are many ancient buildings, including those from the Ming and Qing dynasties, those from the Republic of China, and even many courtyard houses built after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Zhang Xuebing stopped at the door of a courtyard with a wall door. He looked up and looked at the hanging four regular script characters "Hundreds of Restaurants". That's right, it's right here.

The gatehouse is not big, but it looks very simple. There is a couplet posted on the gray brick wall at the entrance of the courtyard, which reads - A skillful hand in frying and frying creates delicacies in the world, and abalone, ginseng, wings and belly are made with wisdom and delicacy in the world.

It is said that this is a famous chef who retired from the capital and returned to his hometown. He opened a restaurant in his small courtyard and specializes in Shandong cuisine, the first of the eight major cuisines. He is also famous for Confucius cuisine.

Because it is run by a famous chef, this restaurant is very famous in the small county town, and it is usually difficult to book a seat.

"It's as hot as a scorching sun today, little soldier, come in quickly and cool down!"

After passing through the red lacquer gate, I happened to see Zhao Xianming, wearing a short-sleeved white shirt, standing under the screen wall and waving to me. He had arrived early.

Zhang Xuebing carried his things and walked into the gate. Lao Zhao led the way to a courtyard covered with greenery.

He pointed to a stone table under the grape trellis and said, "It's hotter in the room, so let's eat in the shade. This is a good place specially reserved for us!"

Before the two guests arrived, Zhang Xuebing and Zhao Xianming took their seats first and started chatting.

The stone table under the green shade is cool and cool, and the breeze blows away some of the heat, which is very comfortable.

"It's extremely hot today. Look at how sweaty you are. As far as I know, the county has never been this hot in previous years!"

Zhang Xuebing was looking around at the layout of the small courtyard. When he heard these words, he remembered an incident that happened in 1991, and suddenly his heart felt excited!