After all, this is not a matter of hundreds of dollars.

Sitting in front of the phone, Zhang Xu had a gloomy face.

This mousse factory belongs to Jiang Yuandao, and the salesperson is Huang Yichao. Normally, the latter must first communicate with him.

Now the call for the payment is directly called from someone else's factory, which would obviously be impossible without their consent.

"How about this, I'll go back first, ask my mother for some, and then let's get some together and deal with them first."

Chen Peng's words also made Zhao Jianguo and the others nod.

Zhao Jianguo said: "I should be able to get five hundred."

The squad leader said that, and Song Jiawen, who has never liked to speak very much, immediately followed: "I have one thousand five."

This calculation is only 2,000 yuan, and the remaining money Zhang Xu now is still a lot less.

Seeing that the three of them were really leaving to raise money, Zhang Xu suddenly stood up.

For a moment, everyone's eyes gathered on him.

"You don't have to worry about this matter, I can do it myself."

If the payment of goods worth tens of thousands of yuan is naturally not considered a big money after decades.

But the problem is that in this era when tens of thousands of yuan households are not too many, it will be a considerable expense.

"Zhang Xu..."

As his best friend, Chen Peng naturally wanted to help him at this time.

Seeing that the other party was out of the door, he was about to chase after him, but Zhao Jianguo behind him pressed his shoulders down.

"Don't go, let him be quiet alone."

"No, Zhang Xu is my best friend. If I don't help him at this time, who can help him?"

Chen Peng said as he threw away the other party's shoulders and then chased after him in the direction of the door.

But after he came out, he couldn't find Zhang Xu's figure. He was so angry that he kicked directly at the snow pile in the corner of the wall.

Looking at the snowflakes scattered everywhere, Chen Peng didn't talk nonsense. Seeing that his friend didn't ride the 28th bar when he left, he stepped up and rode directly towards the entrance of the alley.

At this time, Zhang Xu was walking aimlessly on the street.

It’s not that he can’t solve the current situation, but he just doesn’t know how to choose.

As long as he is willing, he can ask the other party to postpone the relationship with him at any time.

But the problem is that Zhang Xu, after facing the Jiang family so many times, did not want to continue facing them.

You know, Jiang Yuandao and his granddaughter Jiang Yuelan are not from Guan City at all, and Zhang Xu doesn’t know their real purpose when they come to Guan City this time.

Now that I was suddenly asked to pay the goods in advance, it must be what this old guy did.

In this situation, except for Jiang Yuandao, Zhang Xu could only think of his mother.

In order to curry favor with Jiang Yuandao, the leader of the supply and marketing cooperative said that he could settle the payment in advance.

At that time, due to face and actual conditions, he had no intention of asking for it.

The situation is in a hurry now, so he has no other better way.

Half an hour later, he appeared at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative.

But unlike when he came here before, he used to discuss business, so he naturally had that confidence.

Now I am asking for money, and I am still trying to destroy myself.

After wandering around for a long time, the steps were up and down several times, but I didn't walk in a single step.

During this period, there were staff members coming in and out, but because of his special identity, many people recognized him.

"Zhang Xu, don't you go in? Director Song is here."

"Ah, no...no, I'll just walk around the door."

Hearing him say that, it is hard for others to continue asking more questions.

But after a while, someone brought the news up.

At this time, Song Meiqin was working in the office, and a colleague walked in from outside.

"Director Song, what are you busy?"

"Well, this is not a report calculating. What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"I saw your son downstairs."

"Zhang Xu?" Hearing the other party's words, Song Meiqin immediately raised her head.

The other party continued, "Yes, I've been in and out several times. Seeing that he's always outside, it seems that something is wrong. Let him come in, but he won't agree."

At this point, Song Meiqin, as her mother, can’t sit still?

I got up and went to the window, heading towards the gate, and indeed saw my son standing on the steps at the gate, not knowing what he was doing.

However, Zhang Xu's occasionally raised his head can be seen that he must have encountered trouble.

Song Meiqin did not continue to stay. She turned around and went back to her seat first. After opening the drawer, she took out an envelope from it.

The envelope is bulging and there are white strips on the seal.

The small words "Moss" written on the note can be seen vaguely.

Although my son had never thought about settled the payment in advance, as a mother, she considered her son in advance.

The money has been locked in the drawer for several days.

I wanted to give it to Zhang Xu directly when he came to settle the bill himself.

Now it seems that this kid should have come when he encounters trouble.
Chapter completed!