Fang Shengli was ecstatic at this moment, but he couldn't show it: "How could it be? I have used these dozens of inkstones for so long. If I really exchanged them for you, wouldn't I take advantage of you?"

"Old Fang, I didn't say that. When I learned calligraphy before, the teacher said that the new inkstone is not good for the old inkstone. You just treat it as a helper for me, my junior, and I can do it."

Seeing that Zhang Xu put his posture so low, Fang Shengli couldn't continue to be pretentious.

Even though he knew what this kid wanted to do, he nodded and responded: "Since you said that, then I'll be a beauty for adulthood."

Seeing that the old guy took the inkstone over, Zhang Xu also took away the inkstone he used as if he had found a treasure.

"This ink and inkstone are the same, so it's hard for me to dismantle them. Why don't Mr. Fang take them together if you suffer?"

"Then I'm not polite," the other party did not refuse this time, and he nodded after accepting it: "There are not many young people like you who like to write books."

Writing a book?

Zhang Xu sneered in his heart.

Since he came in, he just said he liked it, but where did he write half a word?

This old guy said that on purpose.

"That's true, since that's the case, I won't disturb Mr. Fang much."

Seeing that this guy didn't mention the fabric, Fang Shengli felt a little uncomfortable.

This thing worth more than a thousand yuan is of average low value.

Although I gave it to him, the receipts issued by the supply and marketing cooperative were all in the hands of that kid.

If Zhang Xu turned around and reported one, his job would be over.

At this time, Zhang Xu had only taken a few steps, but seemed to have thought of something, and immediately returned: "Look at my mind. I forgot to give you the ticket I bought just now. If there is any problem in the future, you need to return and exchange it. Just take this... Hey, look at my mind. You are from the supply and marketing cooperative. I will tell you this."

Zhang Xu's words are very clear. If the old man goes to refund, the more than a thousand yuan will be considered to be in his pocket.

To put it bluntly, it is a deliberate reminder.

Seeing that Zhang Xu was about to leave again, Fang Shengli finally couldn't sit still: "Slow down!"

When he heard the call from behind, Zhang Xu immediately turned around and pretended to be puzzled and said, "Old Fang, do you have anything to do?"

"I think you are a junior, and this time it was also a negligence of our supply and marketing cooperative," the other party said, put away the inkstone, and then continued: "Where is me, I remembered that Director Song had asked me and said that you are willing to buy it at a higher price?"

Zhang Xu nodded immediately: "Yes, and I have also helped the liquidated damages you are going to pay. The main reason is that I don't have time to mess around. After all, moving goods once will not only cost money, but also delay trouble. You said, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I mean that too."

"Then you see..."

"Take it—"

Seeing that Fang Shengli tore Bai Jianbin's contract in person, Zhang Xu also smiled with satisfaction.

"It's done, you'll find Director Song to make up for a new contract. As for the date, write forward."

"Then I thank Mr. Fang."

"Where, if you have time in the future, come more often, we can ask for advice." Fang Shengli said and pointed to the brush beside him.

"Then I'll have to disturb you more from now on."

After the two of them exchanged greetings, Zhang Xu slowly retreated from the house.

It's really hard to deal with such a smart old guy.

As soon as I went downstairs, I met my mother Song Meiqin.

Looking at her son, Song Meiqin's eyes were full of worry.

After all, this job has been around for more than ten years, and she doesn't want to be ruined by a business.

"Son, how about it?"

Zhang Xu looked at his mother's worried look and smiled, "Mom, when did your son disappoint you?"

Hearing this, the other party immediately smiled.

"What did the leader say?"

"Let me find you to rewrite a contract, but the date of the contract must be earlier than Bai Jianbin's."

As soon as she said this, Song Meiqin immediately realized and understood what to do.

Zhang Xu replenished the money and took the contract in his hand and said he didn't feel sorry for it. That was fake.

After going around, I spent more than twice the amount of money.

Although he could earn it back when the material price rose in the future, it really made him feel uncomfortable when he took out the money from his pocket.

Farewell to his mother, when he went downstairs, he saw Chen Peng being frozen by the 28th bar, and Zhang Xu deliberately walked over with a dark face.

"Zhang Xu?" Seeing that his friend came over, Chen Peng immediately met: "How is it? That old guy... didn't agree?"

"Yes." Zhang Xu nodded deliberately.

"Damn it, that old guy, I have to go up after taking things and don't do anything..."

"Ha ha ha ha......"

Listening to Zhang Xu's laughter, Chen Peng immediately realized that he had been fooled: "You little brat, you dare to fool me!"

"If you didn't know how to do things, would I have to go there in person? I gave another gift, which cost more than a thousand dollars."

"Fuck, that old guy has a big appetite!"

Today, the money for gifts alone is almost over 2,000, which is an income for ordinary people to stay for two years without eating or drinking.

"There is no way, now you can only do this, otherwise the materials will have to be moved back to others."

If it weren't for the mother's face, Zhang Xu would have really been angry and ignored it.

But a few days ago, I learned the real reason for my parents' divorce. As a son, Zhang Xu naturally felt that his mother had suffered grievances over the years and had to help him.

What's more, those denim materials can really make money.

When he got home, Zhao Jianguo had already brought Song Jiawen back.
Chapter completed!