Rebirth to the Countryside [ Danmei MTL]

19: Voice Control or Something

Voice control or something...

What's wrong! Is it plausible to like a man's voice?

"There is one point. The cherries will not go abroad anymore. We have few such things in our country, so let's leave it to our compatriots to taste."

He has countless ways to make money.

Why did he choose to make his fortune with fruits? 

Isn't it just to be happy? When the cherries are out of the market, he can continue to cultivate others, not worse than the foreigner's money.

Fu Zhizhuo was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head and smirked twice.

It's hard to see such an interesting person nowadays. If you don't make money, you still have the idea of ​​cheap and cheap people.

It's really simple and cute.

Fu Zhizhuo treated this young man differently at first because he throbbed when he saw that he didn't know why.

He had a strong desire to get close, but now he was really interested.

He wanted to tease him, he smiled slightly.

"So you are not going to accept my proposal, and you are not going to close the online shop."

Where is Fu Zhizhuo's looks and momentum, showing this expression.

It's always frustrating.

Cheng Xiaojie, who sits aside, is playing drums in his heart, but who is Cheng Xiaoran, he looks weak on the outside, but he is stronger than anyone else in his heart, and he heard this oppressive tone.

Not only was he not afraid, but he was a little angry, and his eyes also showed a coldness.

"Mr. Fu, we are in business. Since the talks are still in the process, I think we all have the right to express our views. "

Before you have written the horoscope, you just set it up for me. I am not your employee who needs to listen to you everything.

The temper is quite big.

Feeling the disgust of the other party,

Fu Zhizhuo immediately softened. "I didn't mean that. Since you insist on not exporting, I will not force it, but even if you only sell in the country, your price will still be at a loss."

"We are a native of our village . The cherry is not a noble thing in the first place, and I don't want to sell it to a certain population, so that ordinary families can afford it, which is good."
Cheng Xiaoran said with a high level of mental consciousness, "Of course Mr. Fu has to leave. For the high-end route, I don't mind raising the price for you."

This is a bit ironic. Ah Hong looked at this handsome young man, he was in his early twenties, his face was so tender, he dared to talk to the boss like this and admired him.

An Hong gave him a thumbs-up in his heart, and then another wax.

Fu Zhizhuo lowered his head and smiled.

It's so funny.

It looks calm and capable, but he is actually a kid, so he can just stir up this little temper.

Cheng Xiaoran glanced at him. Is it so funny? He laughed for the second time. He clearly looked at him as an unsmiling person.

He rubbed his ears, this faint muffled laughter was really...hard to resist.

Cheng Xiaoran has a little secret. He has a little voice control.

When he was very young, he found that he particularly liked listening to the voice of a low and magnetic mature man.