I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 4 Song Dahai's Great Humiliation

"Try it, the old man's strawberries are pretty good."

"I saw that you bought all the old man's strawberries. You are really rich." Fang Qingye said as he took out a strawberry and put it in his mouth to taste it. It was indeed very sweet.

Hearing Fang Qingye say this, Song Dahai laughed and said, "A basket of strawberries is not worth much money, so I don't want to waste my breath. Besides, that old man doesn't set up a stall often. It's not easy to grow some strawberries at home and sell them in the city."

At this point, Song Dahai paused and said, "If it's those who often set up stalls and mess around, I won't be polite. Don't underestimate those vendors, they earn as much as your bank!"

"I know, it's the one who runs a fruit stall at the intersection. I heard that he bought a house in the city and the county. He's very impressive." Fang Qingye said.

"Have you ordered yet?"

"Clicked."

"Beer, why haven't you brought the beer yet? Waiter, bring a case of Monopoly!" Song Dahai shouted towards the bar.

"Get another empty plate to put the strawberries in!" Fang Qingye added.

The hot pot was cooked quickly and the two of them ate and chatted.

Nanxin is located in central Jiangsu, and people generally cannot tolerate spicy food. However, Song Dahai is an exception. After spending a few years in the Northwest, his taste has changed drastically, and he now loves spicy food.

"Do you want to smoke?" Song Dahai took out another pack of Su cigarettes from his pocket.

"Just smoke yours and leave me alone." Fang Qingye didn't have much of a smoking habit, except for occasional cigarettes when he drank too much.

Song Dahai also knew his habit, so he lit one and started smoking.

Just at this moment, a middle-aged man walked in. He had a slicked-back hair and was dressed casually, but he looked very imposing, like a big boss.

Fang Qing also recognized it.

This person is Qian Weimin, the boss of Tenglong Industrial.

Qian Weimin also noticed this. He saw Song Dahai eating and drinking, walked over and greeted him with a smile: "Dahai."

"Hey, Uncle Qian, are you here to eat hotpot too?" Song Dahai put down his beer glass, stood up and greeted him.

"A friend from the city came and was interested in this thing, so he came to try it." Qian Weimin replied with a smile and looked at Fang Qingye again.

"Eating hotpot with friends?"

"Yes, this is my classmate and best friend, Fang Qingye, the son of Principal Fang of Chengguan Middle School. He works at Dongfanghang." Song Dahai introduced.

Hearing that it was from Dongfang Bank, Qian Weimin looked at Fang Qingye again and stretched out his right hand: "Which department are you from?"

"I just passed the exam last year and am still rotating. I'm currently in the credit department." Fang Qingye told the truth.

"Credit Department? I'm very familiar with your Section Chief Su. Ask your Section Chief Su to come out and have a meal together one day." Qian Weimin said while shaking hands.

"Thank you." Fang Qingye knew it was just a polite remark.

It’s almost enough to treat Su Ming to a meal. As for myself, it’s not my turn to be treated by a big boss of this level.

Qian Weimin said a few words and left, while Fang Qingye and Song Dahai continued to eat and chat.

"Dahai, you have a good relationship with Boss Qian. He calls him uncle." Fang Qingye joked.

"Hey, don't let your imagination run wild." Song Dahai said immediately:

"My dad is in real estate, and Qian Weimin's company is in the building materials business, so the two families have business dealings. There are only a few big business owners in Nanxin County, and they all know each other. When we young people see each other, we just call him uncle, and that's the extent of our relationship."

"Is there any other relationship?" Fang Qingye asked deliberately, holding back his laughter.

"Really not." "I thought you and Qian Xiaoli rekindled your old love." Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"That's bullshit about rekindling our old flame. There's nothing like that going on between us!" Song Dahai replied, "Ye Zi, you're not allowed to mention Qian Xiaoli's name again. If you do, I'll be furious!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you, I won't tell you." Fang Qingye held back his laughter, picked up the beer and took a sip.

Qian Xiaoli is Qian Weimin's daughter. She went to the same primary school as Fang Qingye and Song Dahai, but they were not in the same class.

In fact, the two did not know each other before. Song Dahai was naughty in school and liked to pull girls' ponytails from behind. At first, it was the girls in his own class, and later it developed to the girls in the neighboring class.

Once, I couldn't help but pull Qian Xiaoli's hair, and unexpectedly stirred up a hornet's nest.

Back then, Qian Xiaoli was a crazy girl. It was said that she had practiced some martial arts with her grandfather. So she chased Song Dahai with a broom, ran around the playground several times, and finally pinned him to the ground, sat on him and beat him up.

The whole school was in an uproar.

This was a great humiliation for Song Dahai, and it also cast a shadow on his heart. From then on, he would take a detour whenever he saw Qian Xiaoli.

As the years passed, the boys grew up gradually. Song Dahai grew tall and strong, and Qian Xiaoli became a graceful young lady. Later, she was admitted to Jinghai University of Science and Technology. After graduation, she worked in the county power bureau and was well paid.

The parents of the two families wanted to arrange a marriage, and I heard that Qian Xiaoli did not refuse, but Song Dahai firmly opposed it after hearing it.

"Even if I'm single for the rest of my life, I'd rather not look for Qian Xiaoli! If you push me any further, I'll become a monk at Dinghui Zen Temple!"

Seeing his son so determined, the marriage proposal was dropped, but his story with Qian Xiaoli was sometimes used by his friends to make fun of him.

Of course, jokes should be kept within limits.

Fang Qingye stopped talking about this, but Song Dahai suddenly said:

"You said, 2000 million in deposits disappeared, but why doesn't Qian Weimin seem worried at all?"

"Why are you so anxious? Crying for your parents and beating your chest and stamping your feet?" Fang Qingye asked back.

"At least call the police and let the police investigate. What can you, the bank, find out by investigating yourselves?!" Song Dahai said.

"Dahai, why do you insist that there is a problem with our bank? Maybe it's a trick they staged themselves! Does he dare to call the police?!" Fang Qingye retorted angrily.

"Ah?! You actually think so?" Song Dahai widened his eyes, looking incredulous.

"I'm just guessing. What does this have to do with us? Let's drink!" Fang Qingye didn't want to talk about this topic, but Song Dahai seemed to be still unsatisfied.

"Why don't you care about your business? You're still from the Eastern Bank, right? Besides, President Xia is your senior. Are you just going to watch your beautiful senior suffer? If I had a beautiful senior like that, I would do everything I could to help her solve her problems, even at the risk of my own life."

Song Dahai was smiling, but his expression looked a little vulgar.

"Get out! If you keep talking nonsense, I'm going to call Qian Xiaoli over. Didn't you say there were no pretty girls to accompany you? I think Qian Xiaoli is quite pretty." Fang Qingye pretended to take out his cell phone.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more. Let's drink. Drink." Song Dahai quickly picked up the wine glass.

"Oh, by the way, Dahai, I want to tell you something. Please do me a favor." Fang Qingye suddenly thought of something and said.

"what's up?"

"Lend me 20 yuan." Fang Qingye said.

"What? Buy a car?"

"No, I'm planning to invest in stocks." Fang Qingye stated his purpose.

(End of this chapter)