The Local Lazy Man System

"Really good boy."

Liu Qingqing hugged Jiang Mengmeng excitedly and said. Liu Qingqing wished that her own child would be so sensible in the future.

Pan Chengchen shed tears on the side.

Really two sentimental little women.

"Xiao Si'er, wait a moment, you can find some villagers over here, let's pick all the ripe watermelons in the field." Ye Rongrong said to Xiao Si'er next to him, somewhat disgusted by the tears.

"Okay, I'll go right now."

After Xiao Si'er finished speaking, she hurried out of the yard. It was true that Xiao Si'er couldn't see this woman shed tears. She cried when she cried.

"I'm going to send watermelon to Weng Tao."

Ye Rongyao also walked out of the yard holding half of the watermelon that was not started. The four women, big and small, were crying, and he was very twisted when he stayed inside.

"Boss, why are you here?"

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

Ever since Weng Tao became Ye Rongyao's doorman, he has always called Ye Rongyao "boss". Ye Rongyao said several times that it didn't work, so he just let him go.

"It's not that a few women in the yard are holding Mengmeng and crying again. They look awkward, so they come to sit with you. By the way, this half watermelon will satisfy your cravings."

As soon as Ye Rongyao put the watermelon on the small dining table, he sat down in a random chair.

"There are so many watermelons, I can't finish them, they will go bad after a long time."

Weng Tao looked at the watermelon, which took up almost half of the small table, and said speechlessly.

The watermelon was too big. Weng Tao didn't even know where his boss got such a big watermelon, and it still tasted so good.

"I can't finish it. Many villagers will come to pick the watermelon later, and then they will eat it." Ye Rongyao thought for a while and said.

"That's not bad."

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

"It's hot now,

You have to add something here. Tomorrow you and Xiao Si'er will drive to town to buy them. "Ye Rongrong looked at the wooden house where Weng Tao lives now and said.

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

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

This kind of leisurely life unique to the countryside, Weng Tao found that he really liked it.

And let Weng Tao feel lucky that he has a good boss.

"Why don't you use it, it's hot, you should have an air conditioner, and a refrigerator, or else these dishes won't last long before they go bad," Ye Rongrong said.

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

Weng Tao shook his head and said. Weng Tao feels that the boss has been very good to him, and he will not be able to pay this kindness in his life. He really doesn't want his boss to spend more money on him.

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

Ye Rongyao looked at Weng Tao unhappily and said. It seems that it is not enough to not be arrogant.

"You are the boss." Weng Tao said.

"I'm the boss, you just listen to me, buy it if you tell me, who made your boss rich for me." Ye Rongrong said.

...

"Husband, what do you do with so many watermelons?"

Looking at the watermelons piled up in a house, Liu Qingqing asked her man.

Each of these watermelons weighs more than 200 kilograms, or even 300 kilograms. The key is when to eat it. The key is that this is the yield of a small piece of land. Many of them are not yet mature. Can't fit.

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

Ye Rongrong said. After all, for such a delicious watermelon, Ye Rongyao didn't have to worry about selling it.

"Husband, our watermelon is so big, will it sell well?"

Liu Qingqing asked. After all, the watermelon in my family is too big, each one weighs about 200 kilograms. Ordinary people buy it back and can't eat it all.

"It's sure to sell."

Ye Rongrong said confidently.

But Ye Rongyao is not in a hurry to sell watermelons. After all, these are the output of a small piece of land in such a large watermelon field. Later, the production volume will be larger. Ye Rongyao is now thinking about how to find a big seller for his watermelon.

Especially when I heard from Pan Chengchen, the watermelons from abroad cost more than 20 yuan per pound, and none of them tasted as good as his own. Ye Rongrong felt that the watermelons he produced couldn't be cheaper than foreign watermelons. Ten dollars a pound.

In this way, a watermelon costs about 6,000 yuan, which is definitely not affordable for ordinary people, and can only be sold to the rich and government departments.

...

The next morning, Ye Rongyao finished his breakfast and moved five large watermelons into his Audi Q7 car. It wasn't because Ye Rongyao didn't want to put them on, but he really couldn't put them down. Not only was the space problem, but the car couldn't bear it come with such a heavy weight.

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

When Ye Rongyao carried a large watermelon into the office building of the county police station, all the policemen along the way were curiously staring at the large watermelon carried on Ye Rongrong's shoulder.

It's really big, and no one has ever 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 leadership's office, a young policeman quickly stopped Ye Rongrong and said.

"I'm looking for your director." Ye Rongrong said.

"Looking for our chief, do you have an appointment?" the young policeman asked.

"I see him for an appointment?"

It was the first time Ye Rongrong came to the police station and heard that Wang Dafu was coming to make an appointment.

"No, it's Mr. Ye."

An old policeman was shocked when he discovered that the person carrying the big watermelon turned out to be Ye Rongrong. Just now everyone focused their attention on the big watermelon, but they didn't notice that the person carrying the big watermelon turned out to be Mr. Ye Rongrong Ye.

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

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

"Hello, Mr. Ye."

The old policeman hurried over and said to Ye Rongrong.

"Hello, is your director here?" Ye Rongrong said.

"Yes, in the office, I'll show you the way." The old policeman said.

"No, I've been to his office, and I know where it is." Ye Rongrong carried the big watermelon and walked to Wang Dafu's office.

"Pharaoh, who is he? Why are you afraid of him?" Seeing Ye Rongrong walking away, the young policeman asked the old policeman suspiciously.

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

"Who, isn't he the one who delivered the watermelon?" the young policeman asked in confusion.

"The one who delivered the watermelon? The one who delivered the watermelon, I will treat him with such respect. I tell you, he is our Director Wang's friend, the legendary Mr. Ye," said the old policeman.

"Is he that Mr. Ye?"

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

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 Rongrong."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile. It seemed that he had come at a wrong time, disturbing Director Wang's Yaxing.

"and many more."

About five minutes later, the door of the director's office opened, and it was Wang Dafu's secretary Li Sijia, a beautiful police flower.

"Brother Ye, please come inside."

Li Sijia said to Ye Rongrong with a blushing face.

"Hehe, I didn't bother you."

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

"Nonsense, are you carrying a watermelon?"

Wang Dafu looked at the watermelon on Ye Rongrong's shoulder and asked. This is the first time that Wang Dafu has seen such a giant running watermelon.

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

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

"I planted it myself. I think it tastes good, so I will give you one so you can try it out." Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"Brother Ye, did you grow such a big watermelon?"

Li Sijia asked in surprise. Li Sijia felt that Mr. Ye was too mysterious. Not only did there are a group of magical animals at home, but the watermelons that came out were also different and scary.

"I planted it, not to mention, I have to send watermelons to others."

After speaking, Ye Rongrong declined Wang Dafu's kindness to have lunch together and left Wang Dafu's office.

After coming out of the police station, Ye Rongyao drove directly to the county-government-government office building.

"Brother, we meet again."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile to the armed police who stopped his car.

"It's you."

The young armed policeman looked at Ye Rongrong somewhat unexpectedly and said. The young armed police remembered this gentleman as a friend of Secretary Liu.

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to remember me, so take it and smoke it." Ye Rongyao took out an unopened pack of Huaxia cigarettes from the car and handed it to the armed police.

"Thank you, I don't smoke, don't you drive an electric tricycle? Why did you start Audi?" The young armed police said after rejecting the cigarettes that Ye Rong gave him.

The young armed policeman still remembers the last time this gentleman drove an electric tricycle to the county seat, and asked his own guard to take care of the electric tricycle for him.

It's only been a long time. It's been replaced by Audi Q7. This jump is too big.

"Haha, is it the feeling of replacing a shotgun with a cannon?" Ye Rongrong said with a smile, looking at the surprised young armed police.

"go in. "

After asking Ye Rongyao to write down the visit records, the young armed police let Ye Rongrong go.

This was Ye Rongyao's first visit to the county-government-government office building. Fortunately, there was a layout diagram in the lobby. Ye Rongyao followed the instructions of the layout diagram and quickly arrived at the office of the county-committee-secretary-secretary.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Rongrong was stopped by a young man outside the office of the county committee secretary.

"Gifts."

Ye Rongrong said to the young man with a smile.

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