"It's really a good boy."

Liu Qingqing hugged Jiang Mengmeng excitedly and said, "How great would Liu Qingqing be so sensible to be his child in the future."

Pan Chengchen shed tears along the way.

What a sentimental little woman.

"Xiao Sier, wait a moment, go find some villagers to come over. Let's pick all the ripe watermelons in the field." Ye Rongyao couldn't stand the scene of tears, so he said to Xiao Sier beside him.

"Okay, I'll go now."

After Xiao Si'er finished speaking, she quickly left the yard. Xiao Si'er couldn't stand the woman crying, and she cried as soon as she said she could.

"I'll send watermelon to Weng Tao."

Ye Rongyao also walked out of the yard with half of the watermelon that had not started, and four women of all sizes shed tears. He was a big man and stayed inside.

"Boss, why are you here?"

Weng Tao looked at Ye Rongyao who walked into his guard room in confusion.

Since Weng Tao was the gatekeeper of Ye Rongyao, he has always called Ye Rongyao "boss". Ye Rongyao said it several times but it didn't work, so he just let it go.

"Are you not the women in the yard holding Mengmeng and crying again. It looks awkward, so I come to you to sit down. By the way, this half of the watermelon will satisfy your cravings."

Ye Rongyao put the watermelon on the small dining table and sat down casually with a chair.

"I can't finish eating so many watermelons. They will break if they are left for a long time."

Weng Tao looked at the watermelon that occupied almost half a small table and said speechlessly.

This watermelon is too big. Weng Tao doesn’t know where his boss made such a big watermelon, and it tastes so good.

"I can't finish eating. Many villagers will come to pick watermelons later. Then they will be given their food." Ye Rongyao thought for a while and said.

“This is pretty good.”

Weng Tao said. After all, it would be a pity if such a delicious watermelon was broken if it was eaten.

"It's hot now, so you have to add something here. You and Xiao Sier will drive to the town to buy it tomorrow." Ye Rongyao looked at the wooden house where Weng Tao lives now and said.

"Boss, no need, I think it's already good now."

Weng Tao said. Now Weng Tao is very satisfied with his current life. Mengmeng's leukemia has been cured. She is very happy here and has a relaxed job.

Weng Tao found that he really fell in love with this kind of leisurely life unique to the countryside.

And what made Weng Tao feel lucky is that he has a good boss.

"Why don't you need it? It's hot, so you have to install one air conditioner, and you also have one refrigerator, otherwise these dishes will break down if they won't be stored for long." Ye Rongyao said.

"Boss, I really don't need it. I'll just have to blow the fan."

Weng Tao shook his head and said. Weng Tao felt that the boss was already very kind to him. He would never repay this kind of kindness in his life. He really didn't want his boss to spend money on him anymore.

"Am I the boss, or are you the boss?"

Ye Rongyao looked at Weng Tao unhappily and said, "It seems that he can't do it if he doesn't show his power."

"You are the boss." Weng Tao said.

"I am the boss, just listen to me and ask you to buy it, and you buy it. Who will make your boss rich?" Ye Rongyao said.

...

"Husband, how do you deal with so many watermelons?"

Looking at the watermelon piled up in a room, Liu Qingqing asked her man.

Each of these watermelons is more than 200 kilograms, or even 300 kilograms. When it is eaten, the key is that this is the yield of a small piece of land. Many of them are not yet mature. When they are mature, the yard can no longer be installed.

"Don't worry, I'll be able to finish these watermelons soon."

Ye Rongyao said. After all, Ye Rongyao has no worries about sales with such delicious watermelons.

"Husband, will this watermelon in our house be so big? "

Liu Qingqing asked. After all, the watermelon in his home is too big, and each weighs about 200 pounds. Ordinary people can't finish it if they buy it back.

"It's definitely done."

Ye Rongyao said confidently.

However, Ye Rongyao is not in a hurry to see watermelon. After all, these are the output of a small piece of land in his large watermelon field. The output is getting bigger later. Ye Rongyao is now thinking about how to find a master for his watermelon.

Especially when Pan Chengchen said that the watermelons from abroad cost more than 20 yuan per pound, they are not as delicious as the watermelons they produce. Ye Rongyao thinks that the watermelons they produce can’t be cheaper in foreign watermelons, and they cost 30 yuan per pound no matter how much they produce.

In this way, a watermelon costs about 6,000 yuan, and ordinary people will definitely not be able to afford it, so they can only give it to rich people and government departments.

...

The next morning, after breakfast, Ye Rongyao moved five big watermelons to his Audi Q7 car. It was not because Ye Rongyao didn't want to put it anymore, but he really couldn't put it down. Not only was it a space problem, but the car couldn't bear such a heavy weight.

"Is that a watermelon? Why is it so big?"

When Ye Rongyao carried a big watermelon into the county police station office building, the police along the way stared at the big watermelon on Ye Rongyao's shoulder curiously.

It's so big that no one has seen such a big watermelon.

"It's a watermelon. I've never seen such a big watermelon." said a young policeman.

"Sir, who are you looking for?"

Seeing Ye Rongyao carrying a big watermelon and going to the leader's office, a young policeman quickly stopped Ye Rongyao and said.

"I'll find your director." Ye Rongyao said.

"Look for our director, do you have an appointment?" the young policeman asked.

"I see him want to make an appointment?"

This is the first time Ye Rongyao came to the police station and heard that Wang Dafu was about to make an appointment.

"No, it's Mr. Ye."

An old policeman was shocked when he found out that the person carrying the big watermelon was actually Ye Rongyao. Everyone was focusing on the big watermelon just now, but they didn't notice that the person carrying the big watermelon was Ye Rongyao and Mr. Ye.

What made the police even more depressed was that the young policeman had never met Ye Rongyao and did not know that Mr. Ye Rongyao, Mr. Ye, was his good friend.

"Of course, not everyone can see our director." said the young policeman.

"Hello, Mr. Ye."

The old policeman hurried over and said to Ye Rongyao.

"Hello, are you director here?" Ye Rongyao said.

"Here, right in the office, I'll lead you right now." said the old policeman.

"No, I've been to his office and I know where it is." Ye Rongyao said, carrying the big watermelon to Wang Dafu's office.

"Old Wang, who is he? Why are you afraid of him?" Seeing Ye Rongyao walking away, the young policeman asked the old policeman in confusion.

"Do you know who he is?" asked the old policeman looking at the young policeman.

"Who isn't it just a watermelon delivery?" the young policeman asked in confusion.

"Watermelon sender? I will treat him so respectfully. Let me tell you that he is our Director Wang's friend, the legendary Mr. Ye." said the old policeman.

"He is that Mr. Ye?"

The young policeman asked in surprise. Although the young policeman has not been in the police station for a long time, he has heard about the legendary friend of his director.

When he came to the director's office, he found that the door was locked, and Ye Rongyao knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Wang Dafu's unhappy voice came from inside.

"It's me, Ye Rongyao."

Ye Rongyao said with a smile. It seems that he was not the time to disturb Director Wang's elegant mood.

"etc."

About five minutes later, the door of the director's office opened, and the beautiful policewoman, Wang Dafu's secretary Li Sijia.

"Brother Ye, please come inside."

Li Sijia said to Ye Rongyao with a blushing face.

"Haha, I didn't bother you."

Ye Rongyao walked into Wang Dafu's luxurious office and said with a smile to Wang Dafu.

"Nonsense, are you carrying watermelon?"

Wang Dafu asked, looking at the watermelon carried on Ye Rongyao's shoulder. This was the first time Wang Dafu had seen such a giant watermelon.

"Yes, watermelon, isn't it hot? I specially sent you watermelon to reduce your anger." Ye Rongyao said with a smile.

"Come on, you are so kind. By the way, where did you buy watermelon? Why is it so big?" Wang Dafu asked curiously.

"I grew it myself. I think it tastes good, so I will give you one for you to try it out." Ye Rongyao said with a smile.
To be continued...