Chapter 98 Your Dad Is in My Hands!

Nong Hexin has tried to contact Zhuang Buyuan several times, but he suddenly found that he didn't even have Zhuang Buyuan's contact information at all. This person seemed to appear out of nowhere and had no trace in the agricultural industry at all. Not the slightest trace.

After finally getting in touch, it was always someone close to him, and he said that the owner of the village was very busy and had no time to answer the phone.

How busy are you?

Nong Hexin, who was upset, didn't care at all about the few guys who were planning to buy equipment.

Looking at the equipment dismantling site, Nong Hexin felt a little upset. It was not easy to face his own failure.

He turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly noticed that one of the three people who came to buy equipment looked a little familiar.

No, it's unlikely.

Nong Hexin had already gotten on the bus, but after a moment of struggle, he got off.

What if?

He walked up to Dad Zhuang and the three of them, glanced at Old Chen and Old Li, and looked at Dad Zhuang: "Sir, what is your surname?"

"My surname is Zhuang." Dad Zhuang was a little confused. Why did this boss, who looked so awesome in suits and leather shoes, come over to talk to him?

Could it be that... there's something wrong? Father Zhuang was bitten by a snake once and was afraid of well ropes for ten years.

Everything I see seems to be a liar.

Nong Hexin's brows jumped, isn't it?

His surname is Zhuang? Zhuang is not a common surname.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Then do you know Zhuang Buyuan?"

"Ah, that's my son." Dad Zhuang looked at the boss in front of him who looked very powerful and impressive, and asked doubtfully: "Do you know Quan Zi?"

"Oh, we are so familiar, hello uncle!" Nonghe Xinyi was excited and a little over-enthusiastic.

Looking at the confused Dad Zhuang, he coughed twice quickly, then put back the enthusiasm on his face, and waited, step by step, build relationships, and show the same spirit of serving customers when the company first started, with enthusiasm and enthusiasm. Don't be too enthusiastic and scare people away.

However, even though his uncle called him out, he couldn't take it back. Nong Hexin shyly called out to Zhuang's father, who was at least ten years older than him: "Uncle, are you planning to buy a wine production line? Who is that, take us to see it again! "

He greeted the manager just now.

The manager came over puzzled and introduced his winemaking equipment dryly. Dad Zhuang listened carefully. Nong Hexin stayed with him for a while, and then said to Dad Zhuang: "Uncle, did Mr. Xiaozhuang change his number?" Is there a problem? I can’t get through to his phone number? Can you help me contact him?”

Dad Zhuang looked at Nong Hexin in confusion, and after thinking about it, it seemed that a phone call was nothing.

He took out his mobile phone, dialed, and said: "Xiaoyuan, I was planning to buy a wine-making production line. I met a friend who said he knew you. Do you want to say a few words to him?"

Dad Zhuang hummed twice and said, "He said his surname is Nong. Well, I'll give him the phone number."

"Hello, who's there?" When Zhuang Buyuan's voice came over the phone, Nong Hexin was so excited that he burst out in one sentence: "Zhuang Buyuan, your dad is in my hands. If you still want to see your dad, , just let me join your alliance!"

"Huh?" Zhuang Buyuan was stunned. Dad was kidnapped?

Hearing Nong Hexin's words, Zhuang's father was so frightened that he jumped back several meters. It was as if he had received the true inheritance of Qinggong from Mr. Zhao Min.

"No, no, I'm too excited. Mr. Zhuang, I'm Nong Hexin. I left in a hurry last time. Hahahaha. I didn't have time to have a good chat. I'm really sorry."

Opposite the phone, Zhuang Buyuan was sitting in the yard. Sitting next to him were the three estate deacons Ma Changfeng, An Danyue and Deng Yali. In addition, several agricultural product company CEOs who were farm laborers were also there.

Although the manor is large, it doesn't even have a conference room. On weekdays, we usually discuss things either in a room not far from the manor or in the courtyard.

There is a plan in front of them. Of course, robbing banks will not work, so Zhuang Buyuan and his minions are brainstorming to find a way to make money faster than robbing banks.

Just a few minutes ago, they had discussed a plan and were about to try it.

After saying a few words to Nong and Xin, Zhuang Buyuan covered the microphone and mouthed: "The test subject is here."

Then he said: "You want to join our alliance? Yes, but the threshold for joining our alliance in the second phase is very high. Let me give the phone to Song Hua, and you can talk to him about the details."

As the owner of a village, how can you discuss business in person? That would be a big loss, right? I am a cruel manor owner!

In fact, he is not too familiar with this plan now.

"Old Song, Old Song hahahaha, long time no see, are you okay? Let's have a drink together sometime!" When Nong Hexin heard that it was Song Hua, Nong Hexin had long forgotten that he had angrily accused the other party of being a traitor.

Song Hua rolled his eyes, why did you take me so seriously before? Are you getting close now? late.

He said solemnly: "Agricultural Federation, our manor alliance now implements a franchise and quota pre-purchase system."

"The franchise fee is 10 million, which can be settled once and 30% of the quota is paid in advance. We will provide delivery cards based on the prepayment. Whether you only sell delivery cards or you pick up the goods and sell them yourself is up to you. Of course, if you are willing to cooperate If you build channels, we can give you a 15% discount on the advance payment..."

This plan is actually a bit like the various "gift pick-up coupons" that are everywhere on the streets during festivals. Gifts are convenient to give and can be picked up now.

"Okay, okay, I agree!" After hearing this, Nong Hexin felt that this request was completely acceptable. If nothing else, the entire Xucheng gift market is huge, not to mention that he also has channels from other places. If he sells more, The franchise fee of 10 million is nothing at all!

Then Nong Hexin lowered his voice and asked: "Old Song, for the sake of old friends, please tell me everything. Is this how you joined?"

"We are internal members, different from you." Song Hua said, I am a noble manor servant, can it be the same?

"I also want to join as an internal member, how can I join?" Nong Hexin asked unwillingly.

"This depends on whether the village owner is willing..." Before Song Hua could finish his sentence, he saw Zhuang Buyuan shaking his head.

Nowadays, he no longer thinks highly of servants at the level of Nong Hexin. There are so many businessmen around him that the quota of manor servants is reserved for people from other fields.

Moreover, the achievement "Returned Serfs Can Sing" that issued the Farmer's Card was benevolent. Now he wanted to maintain the cruelty to see if he could attract more Nasunians, so he didn't want to issue the card.

"Sorry, Mr. Farmer, we are no longer recruiting internal members. Just wait, the banker wants to talk to you."

Nong Hexin was a little disappointed, but he also knew that he would not become fat if he ate in one step.

"Boss Farmer, where is my dad with you?"

"Don't worry, owner, I will definitely regard your father as my father..."

Go away, my dad doesn’t have a son like you.

After hanging up the phone, Nong Hexin looked at Father Zhuang with a smile on his face and said, "Uncle, do you like this winemaking equipment? Then it's yours."

"This...maybe too expensive for me to afford."

"No, how much money do you have?"

"The most I can come up with now is one or two hundred thousand, let's just take a look..."

"It doesn't matter, 150,000 yuan is yours, take it!"

Dad Zhuang glared, liar, definitely a liar!