Zhang Yang and the security guard heard the sound and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Ah... Director Wang, why is it you? Are you here to inspect the work in our gymnasium?"

After the security guard saw the speaker clearly, he immediately left Zhang Yang and walked up to him with a smile. As a security guard, he had some discernment and happened to recognize the bald middle-aged man who walked over.

Zhang Yang also saw it clearly, but he didn't recognize the bald middle-aged man. Instead, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up when he was followed by a young man with a frown. This man was about thirty years old, wearing a uniform.

Wearing a blue-gray suit, he looks quite energetic.

Of course, these are not the reasons why Zhang Yang pays attention to him. The real reason why Zhang Yang pays attention to him is because he seems to be the general manager of "Chunhui Grass and Flowers Co., Ltd." Jiang Qian!!!

"What's going on here?"

The bald middle-aged man was actually Wang Jun, the director of the Sports Bureau in the provincial capital. He was accompanying Jiang Gan to the stadium to inspect the damage to the grass fields. As a result, he was right at the entrance of the stadium when he got off the car.

I saw such a scene.

"It's okay, it's okay... Director Wang, it was this little country bumpkin who wanted to go in, but I didn't let him in, and he made a big fuss here, so I just said a few words to him."

The security guard said with a sneer. In his opinion, he did nothing wrong at all. He just turned away a country bumpkin. What kind of mistake could this be? It's a pity that he didn't know the details of the sports director.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to say that.

"What? What rule states that this little brother can't go in?"

Wang Jun said in a low tone.

"Uh...well...he's a country bumpkin!"

The security guard also noticed the displeasure on Director Wang's face, but he still didn't know where he was wrong, so he had to bite the bullet and muttered.

"I'm a country bumpkin too! My family comes from the countryside. Why, do you want to block me out too?..."

When Director Wang said these words, the security guard immediately panicked and said repeatedly: "No...no...Director Wang, you misunderstood!"

He suppressed his blush. In fact, he felt aggrieved, but he would never dare to show a trace of dissatisfaction on his face. Just kidding, he is a big bureau chief in a provincial town, and this can cost him his job.

thing?

"You people! You just don't know how to correct your mentality. What's wrong with the farmers? Are they no longer common people? Why don't you go and apologize to your little brother!"

Director Wang was obviously in a rage. Unfortunately, the security guard didn't even know what had offended him. Hearing his words, he rushed to Zhang Yang and said, "Yes... I'm sorry!"

He looked like his dead father, and Zhang Yang had no choice but to pay attention to him, a little security guard who looked down upon others. His thoughts were all focused on Jiang Gan, and when he saw Jiang Gan and that

Director Wang was about to walk in, so he quickly followed.

"Director Wang, what do you think of the idea I just mentioned?"

Jiang Gan said to Wang Jun as he walked. They had just visited several other stadiums and the situation was not optimistic. The grass in those football fields was already dead. This is the last stop.

But they all use the same kind of fertilizer, and they no longer have any hope for the situation here.

"Oh, it's so difficult! This means that the football match will be played on a field without grass. No matter how you try to remedy it, it will be useless... Now everyone knows it, and we won't look good by then!"

Wang Jun said depressedly. I really don’t know what to say about this matter. Originally, the Provincial Games were scheduled to be held in the provincial capital, which was a good addition to his political achievements, and for his choice

"Chunhui Caohui", one of the companies responsible for the preparation of the Provincial Games, will also be a big opportunity for development, but who would have thought that such a thing would happen at the last moment?

"Then what should we do?..."

Jiang Gan's brows furrowed even more. It was hard for his company to obtain the qualification as a logistics service provider for the Provincial Games. All businesses were developing well, but now everything was ruined.

Zhang Yang was following them, and they actually saw it, but their minds were not here, so they didn't care about Zhang Yang's existence at all. They thought he was just coming to the gym to play, so they just sighed.

Zhang Yang heard them mention it from behind and couldn't help it. He walked up two steps faster and suddenly interrupted: "Are you talking about the grass on the football field?"

Director Wang turned around and saw that it was Zhang Yang. Because he was also from the countryside, he had always had a good impression of farmers. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes! Little brother, have you heard about it too?"

"I heard about it. I saw it on the news these days! I heard that they are all dead?"

Zhang Yang deliberately pretended to have such a tone. He just wanted Jiang Qian and Director Wang to think that he was a migrant worker who had just come out of the countryside. In fact, the dialect of their hometown does not contain the word "an", so it is just a comparison.

It just seems a little more rural.

"Yes! They are all dead, and the news has reported it..."

Jiang Gan said with emotion when he heard Zhang Yang's words. News is a good thing. When "Chunhui Caohui" obtained the qualification for logistics services for the Provincial Games, how many newspapers gave him free advertising!

Those days were happy. Watching the company develop day by day, the indescribable benefits are indescribable. But the news is another bad thing for the current "Chunhui Caohui", just in a few days.

, this matter made even a mountain man who had just entered the city know about it.

“Wouldn’t it be finished if we plant again after the grass dies?”

Zhang Yang deliberately pretended to be stupid. He pretended that he didn't know the opening time of the Provincial Games. He had to let them talk about the topic so that he could tell them that he had good grass seeds!

Sure enough, Director Wang sighed after listening to his words and said: "Oh, little brother, you don't know! In ten days, the Provincial Games will begin! There is no time!..."

The three people walked and chatted, and soon walked into the stadium. After entering, the first thing that caught their eyes was of course the vast football field. If this football field was in normal times, it would definitely be a green sea, and it would be amazing to look at it.

It can make people feel good. But now, when Zhang Yang looked at it, he only felt sad and desolate. The grass was basically withered and there was no life at all.

"Oh, it turns out like this again!..."

Jiang Gan was most helpless when he saw such a scene. In fact, he had already been prepared in his heart. Not long ago, when his employees came to report to him, he already believed it 80% of the time, because his employees did not

Maybe he was lying to him; plus the several other stadiums he had been to just now, he was already 99% mentally prepared for the outcome of this largest stadium in the provincial capital.

For the remaining 0.10%, he just hoped for a miracle to happen. But are miracles so easy to happen? Obviously, God answered him with facts.

The three of them were silent for a while. Zhang Yang saw that something was not right about the atmosphere, so he couldn't help but said: "About ten days is enough to grow good grass!"

After listening to Zhang Yang's words, Jiang Gan and Director Wang both turned around and looked at Zhang Yang, but they didn't believe Zhang Yang's words. They just thought that Zhang Yang didn't understand, so Jiang Gan said: "Little brother, the grass on this football field is not that good."

It’s easy, it won’t be done in just a few months!”

"How many months? No way! There is a kind of grass in our hometown that can grow well in just seven days. I used to use this kind of grass to play football!"

Zhang Yang seemed to be talking to himself, but Jiang Qian next to him had a sharp ear for this. As soon as he heard his words, his expression immediately changed. He asked hurriedly: "No? Is there really such a grass? It will be done in seven days."

Can it grow up?"

"yes!"

Zhang Yang pretended to be calm and said. At this moment, he had put down the sack on his back. He reached into the bag and took out the plastic bottle with the grass seeds. He handed it to Jiang Gan and said, "Look,

This is that kind of grass. I just put the seeds in last night and planted them, and you see they have sprouted now!"

"What? So fast?"

Jiang Gan stared at the plastic bottle in front of him with wide eyes and his breathing was a little short. He could tell at a glance whether the plastic bottle was planted with grass. After all, various grasses are the main products of his company. If

If you can't even recognize the grass, can "Chunhui" still be called "Caohui Company"?

"Little brother, how many seeds of this grass do you have? Can you sell them to me?"

Jiang Qian had forgotten to ask Zhang Yang why he planted grass in this plastic bottle. Of course Zhang Yang would not be so stupid to ask it himself. When he saw that Jiang Qian had already entered the game, he quickly said: "I brought the grass seeds."

It’s not much, if you want it I’ll give it all to you, but it won’t be enough for you to plant a tenth of this football field!”

"Not one-tenth? This is not acceptable!"

Jiang Gan rarely grasped a life-saving straw. How could he give up so easily? He quickly said: "Hey, little brother, can you still get these grass seeds? I need a lot of them. I can plant five grass seeds at a time."

number of football fields.”

"That's not okay. I came to the provincial capital to make money. If I don't make money, I can't go back!"

Zhang Yang is really pretending to be a big bad wolf. When Jiang Gan heard this, he thought, isn't this a small business? As long as he can keep the company's reputation and completely get rid of the current unfavorable situation, a little money is really worth it to Jiang Gan.

A piece of cake.

"Little brother, you help me go back and get enough grass seeds to plant five football fields. I will give you twenty... no, three hundred thousand, how about it?..."

"Three...three hundred thousand?"

Zhang Yang's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

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