The last uphill was a bit steep. Qi Ran helped Song Jianmei push the tricycle up without much effort, and in the middle of winter, it made her whole body heat up, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Song Jianmei was not much better. Her face was red and she was breathing gently like a kitten. I really didn't know how she pushed the tricycle up alone.

"You..." Qi Ran and Song Jianmei spoke at the same time, then gave in to each other, and swallowed them back when they were on their lips.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, they both looked at each other and laughed, feeling that they were so careful and embarrassed that they might as well just say nothing.

"My uncle's house is there, and it's a flat road from here," Song Jianmei was embarrassed, holding her head down and pinching the corners of her clothes with both hands.

She lived with her uncle and aunt's house, and it would be inconvenient to bring a boy over rashly, but she just said goodbye to Qi Ran, and it seemed that something was too much. People helped her push the car all the way.

Qi Ran smiled, pretending to be enlightened, and reached out to grab his hair: "Ah, by the way, I'm going to go home and write my homework as well. Watch the Premier League tonight, Arsenal vs. Manchester United. So, goodbye!"

Just after turning around and walking two steps, Song Jianmei stopped him: "Hey, wait, I'll give you food."

A handful of vegetables, a few bananas, and a few red apples were handed to him in a plastic bag.

After Qi Ran hesitated for two or three seconds, the little girl was unhappy and handed the bag forward, with a little stubborn look on her face.

OK, Qi Ran took it with a smirk, originally just finding an excuse to help her. As a result, he took it too seriously, but in the end he took advantage.

Song Jianmei's eyes suddenly changed slightly, and her face showed a little embarrassment.

A woman came across the street with her child. It was Song Jianmei's aunt Ran Shanglan, who was carrying the child's schoolbag. Her son Song Xiaoqiang had just entered the first year of junior high school and was chubby, half a circle wider than his cousin Song Jianmei. He was looking at Qi Ran with malicious intentions, his eyes rolling around.

Ran Shanglan was wearing a tweed coat with a big fur collar and a pair of high-heeled leather boots. She had a thin and scratched face, high cheekbones, thin lips, and a smart and versatile face. Looking at Qi Ran’s eyes made people feel uncomfortable, just like she was guarding against a thief.

"Xiaomei, who is this, your classmate?" Ran Shanglan looked Qi Ran from head to toe. Seeing that he was dressed very simply, the vegetables and fruits he was carrying were obviously taken from his wholesale goods, she looked three points unhappy.

Qi Ran didn't know who this was, so she looked at Song Jianmei. She just said that her uncle and aunt were both laid-off workers in agricultural machinery factories, but when she talked about this, she didn't look like a laid-off worker, but she looked like a self-employed person who made some money in business.

Before Song Jianmei could speak, Ran Shanglan curled her lips with disdain again, and said like a machine gun: "Hey Xiaomei. I shouldn't have said something to me as an aunt in front of an outsider, but your parents are worried that you would go to the city to study by yourself. I dare not make any promises to them. It's because you said you listen to us honestly... Oh, there are too many people in this city. You came from the countryside and were confused about what you were fooling around. I can't explain it to your parents!"

As soon as they met, Qi Ran was given a hat of "no matter how bad they were". He was really Song Jianmei's aunt, which made him carry a plastic bag containing vegetables and fruits. He was not explained, and it was awkward to not explain.

Song Jianmei blushed: "Aunt, he is a classmate in our class, Qi Ran."

"Hello, Auntie," Qi Ran said hello warmly. Ran Shanglan didn't take it seriously, and he knew in junior high school that some girls' parents treated any male classmates as thieves to guard against.

Although the boy was not a handsome guy, his smile was sunny enough, with sincere eyes and eight shining teeth. If Chen Yi was in front of him, she would have been so happy that she would have been so happy. Even if Zhu Xueqing, who was guarding him with strict precautions, would have smiled reservedly and nodded, and then muttered in her stomach: Don’t look at this silly boy who is not very handsome, his smile is quite popular, but he has to keep his daughter close and don’t be kidnapped by him.

Unfortunately, Ran Shanglan, the opposite side, didn't even give him any face. She rolled her eyes and snorted in her nose.

Song Xiaoqiang surrounded Qi Ran and Qi Ran was wondering, and the fat man said to Song Jianmei loudly: "Sister, you are not a good classmate. Last time, Brother You was so good, with a brand-name body, and he promised to buy me Nike shoes, but you drove him away... By the way, will he come yet?"

Qi Ran choked in his throat in one breath. This fat man is so snobbish at the age of twelve or thirteen. He really has the same mother as his son.

Judging from his tone, You Cansheng came here to pester Song Jianmei? I don’t know if it was before or after the fight in the cafeteria.

Song Jianmei was so angry that she bit her lip and glared at Song Xiaoqiang, but her cousin didn't throw her cousin at all, and even stuck out her tongue to make faces. It seemed that she was spoiled by Ran Shanglan.

Ran Shanglan waved his hand impatiently and asked Qi Ran to get out: "Go quickly and go quickly. Xiaomei is a ignorant person from the countryside. I have been in the city for decades. You little bastard have seen so many, so don't think about getting any advantage from me!"

Well, in the end, I felt sorry for the bunch of green vegetables and fruits that Song Jianmei gave Qi Ran. It costs less than ten yuan in total, but she was embarrassed to say it. Besides, Song Jianmei did come from the countryside, but Dongchuan is only a prefecture-level city in the mainland, but the smell from her is even more awesome than the natives in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen.

Qi Ran was too lazy to argue with her, so she smiled indifferently, put the plastic bag back into the tricycle, said goodbye to aunt, and nodded to Song Jianmei again to leave.

The little girl was also very embarrassed and smiled bitterly at her sorry.

At this time, Ran Shanglan suddenly ran over the road as if injected with chicken blood, and said with a smile from afar: "Sister Lei, are you back from get off work? I heard that the new company you have switched to has a high salary and high salary. Congratulations!"

Lei Chunxia carried two barrels of salad oil and said in a modest and modest manner: "It's pretty good. The new company has a cooperative relationship with Shengran Real Estate. They did the animation dolls, helicopters, parachutes, etc. at this housing fair."

In fact, when Lei Chunxia first arrived at Qilu Advertising, she felt a little disappointed. She thought it was a high-end company, but she rented a residential house as an office, from the boss to her own six generals.

Fortunately, she soon discovered the extraordinary thing of the new company. First of all, her relationship with Shengran Real Estate is definitely not like that of ordinary Party A and Party B. The settlement of the money is very smooth; secondly, Cao Hongxia, who is in charge of the company's daily work, is actually the deputy manager of the sales department of Jinlong Group in the past; finally, in recent times, local small and medium-sized developers, builders and building materials merchants have come to the door with no big business, seven or eight thousand, eight thousand, and three or four thousand to make billboards, but it can be negotiated more or less. Their attitude is quite good, and it seems like they came to give money to Qilu.

Those who do finance have a shortcut to understand the company's operation. If you sort out the financial statements and take a closer look, you will know that although Qilu is not large at this stage, its operating conditions are very positive and healthy, with abundant cash flow and promising future development prospects.

Lei Chunxia had been laid off in the past, and there was more or less a shadow in her heart. She felt so uncomfortable if she didn't have a job for a day. She was fired by her old boss some time ago. She was so shameless when she walked on the road that she was afraid of asking her neighbors. She always felt that she was pointed at by others. Now that she could be accepted by Qilu, she could finally be proud.

Neighbors in this place all came from laid off, and were most concerned about topics such as resignation and finding a job. Soon, several middle-aged uncles and aunts came over. They didn't know what company Qilu was. When Lei Chunxia said that it was a flying show at the housing fair, she immediately looked up to it and congratulated her on finding a good job.

Lei Chunxia smiled brightly, and inadvertently put the salad oil on the ground and breathed in her hand.

Ran Shanglan had long seen the salad oil she brought, and then she seemed to discover the New World: "Sister Lei, do you buy two barrels and you can sell it at a discount in the supermarket?"

Lei Chunxia can finally say what she wanted to say: "Where is the benefits issued by the company!"

"Oh, your company's benefits are so good!" Ran Shanglan was so envious that she smashed her mouth.

There was also a burst of admiration around them. In the minds of old employees, good welfare is more enviable than salary. ** When I was working in the factory in the 1900s, everyone's salary was low, and they could not be kept in their hands to show them. Instead, they gave labor protection benefits, such as soap, laundry detergent, cotton gloves, etc., and carried back in large and small bags, and the sense of accomplishment was great.

Lei Chunxia was surrounded by everyone and spoke, with a humble mouth and a happy heart.

This oil was originally when Zhao Hongxia opened a barbecue stall. When she encountered a grain and oil store at a loss, she bought a lot of it in one go. Anyway, she used a lot of barbecue oil. Later, she and Fang Jiaping joined Qilu, and there were only a dozen barrels of oil left. Qi Ran heard about it a few days ago, so she simply bought it as a benefit and distributed it to employees.

I greeted the old neighbors again, and someone was asking Lei Chunxia whether Qilu Company would still recruit people. She stopped when she saw that she was ready, picked up the oil and prepared to go home.

At first glance, she saw Qi Ran across the street. Lei Chunxia's eyes lit up and she walked over: "Mr. Qi, are you here? You haven't come to the company these days, and everyone seems to be missing a backbone..."

Lei Chunxia really admired Qi Ran. At first, she thought that the rich second generation had come out to make a fool of herself. But after asking, Sheng Ran's business was his support, and advertising creativity was his implementation. The most important point was that he personally recruited Lei Chunxia to join the company.

Just now, Ran Shanglan walked away and Qi Ran talked to Song Jianmei for a while. Her cousin hated her and always whined beside her.

Just as he was about to leave, Lei Chunxia came over to say hello with a smile, but he just said perfunctory words. After all, he was a new employee and could not let others down.
Chapter completed!