The Enthusiastic Reception

Fei Yinzhou said seriously: "I just don't want to wrong such a good fruit."

Song Ling also replied to him seriously, "I know that these fruits are sold in high-end hotels and can be sold at sky-high prices without any hype. There are many rich people in the world, but I still stick to my idea."

Fei Yinzhou had no choice but to think of another way.

"Is this good? We will cooperate. You provide the fruits and I will be responsible for the sales. After deducting all expenses, each of us will share half of the profits. We will also bear the losses together, okay?"

Song Ling knew in her heart that Fei Yinzhou would never lose money in her fruit business.

He just said this to reassure her and let her accept his kindness calmly.

In her impression, Fei Yinzhou, as the leader of the Fei Group, has always been extremely powerful.

But now he has repeatedly given in, and for this reason, Song Ling feels that if she refuses his kindness again, she will be a little ignorant.

She also joked: "Okay, since Mr. Fei wants to give me money, I will accept it shamelessly."

Fei Yinzhou corrected her seriously again, "I'm not giving you money, but I want to tie you, a unique and high-quality supplier, to my big ship."

"We work together, it's the best way to win-win."

"I can also have more peace of mind and not have to worry about you, the supplier, running off one day or getting scooped up."

Song Ling felt more comfortable when she heard what he said.

"Okay, then I will listen to Mr. Fei and let's work together. I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

Song Ling smiled and stretched out her hand towards him.

"Happy cooperation!"

Fei Yinzhou shook hands with her gently and quickly let go in a gentlemanly manner.

At this moment, Xiao Xixi's delicate and clear voice came from the stairs, "Mommy, Mommy..."

Song Ling hurried to the door and saw that little Xixi was holding onto the wall and climbing up the stairs one step at a time.

Before this little one could even get to the third floor, she began yelling out for her Mommy.

Seeing that the little one was sweating profusely, Song Ling quickly walked down a few steps and picked her up.

She reached over and wiped her sweat again and asked gently, "Little Xixi, what are you doing up here?"

Xiao Xixi showed her millet teeth and said with a crooked smile: "Grandma said, let mommy take Uncle Fei and Uncle Cheng down to have a meal~"

Song Ling kissed her and said, "Okay, Mommy knows. Mommy will take your Uncle Fei and Uncle Cheng to the second floor for dinner. My Xixi is so good, okay~"

When Xiao Xixi heard her mother praising her, she smiled even more happily, and hugged Song Ling and kissed her fiercely.

Song Ling returned to the hall with Xiao Xixi in her arms, smiled and said to Fei Yinzhou and Cheng An: "Mr. Fei, Manager Cheng, my dad has already prepared the meal. Let's go down and eat!"

"Good!"

Fei Yinzhou and Cheng An quickly packed their things, stood up, and followed Song Ling out of the door.

Song Ling closed the door to the third floor and then went downstairs with them.

At the door of the private room on the second floor, Song's mother was waiting there.

When she saw Song Ling and Fei Yinzhou coming down, she hurriedly said to Song Ling, "Ling Ling, the dishes are all ready, you should accompany Mr. Fei and Manager Cheng to eat first, I have to go down to help your father serve the guests."

"I don't know what happened today, but many tables of guests came at once. Your dad, me, and Aunt Lihua were all very busy."

Song Ling smiled and deciphered the secret for her, "Mom, did they come to eat our food yesterday and thought it was delicious, so they brought guests over again?"

Song Ling's reminder made Song mother realize, "When you say that, it's true, there are three tables that came yesterday, and the other tables, which are also colleagues and friends that they introduced to them, all said that they want to eat those dishes from yesterday."

"It hasn't been this busy for a long time. I have to go down quickly. You guys eat first, but don't wait for us. We don't know when we will be finished."

After Song's mother finished speaking, she hurriedly ran downstairs.

Song Ling was tempted to help as well, but she still had to attend to Fei Yinzhou and Cheng An.

"Mr. Fei and Manager Cheng, please come inside. Let's eat first."

As soon as Fei Yinzhou and Cheng An entered the private room, they smelled a rich and alluring aroma of vegetables and meat.

Usually those dishes and meat aroma, Fei Yinzhou scent always feels very greasy, some regurgitation.

But today, the aroma of these vegetables and meats made Fei Yinzhou feel very comfortable and very appetizing.

Song Ling saw that the large round table in the private room, which could seat ten people, was already filled with dishes.

Moutai wine, Chinese cigarettes, home-squeezed orange juice, and dishes were also neatly arranged.

Song Ling was a bit surprised. Her parents were too good at what they did, weren't they? This whole up is good stuff!

Regardless of whether Fei Yinzhou likes to drink these wines and smoke these cigarettes, their family's attitude of hospitality is on display.

Song Ling smiled and hurriedly greeted Fei Yinzhou and Cheng An as they took their seats, "Mr. Fei, Manager Cheng, please have a seat, don't be polite!"

She also picked up Little Xixi and sat next to her.

After Fei Yinzhou and Cheng An sat down, Song Ling lifted the lids on the dishes one by one.

Fei Yinzhou and Cheng An felt a little surprised when they saw the huge splendid lobster, the rare butter crab, and the Neptune grouper.

Fei Yinzhou was a little embarrassed, "Ms. Song, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Song Ling laughed softly and said, "It's rare that Mr. Fei comes to my place, so I have to greet you properly! Besides, you have saved me so much money, so I would be embarrassed if I didn't greet you properly!"

After saying that, she said to Cheng An, "Manager Cheng, don't be polite too, the project of my family's farm, in the future, I will have to trouble you and Mr. Fei to take more care of it."

Cheng An hurriedly said, "Ms. Song, you're too kind."

Song Ling smiled and asked Fei Yinzhou again, "Mr. Fei, do you want to drink alcohol? Or juice? This orange juice is also squeezed from my own fruit."

Fei Yinzhou originally wanted to say no to the drink, but when he heard Song Ling say that the orange juice was squeezed from her own fruit, he immediately changed his mind and said, "Then give me a glass of orange juice."

Song Ling poured him a glass of orange juice and asked Cheng An, "Manager Cheng, what about you?"

Cheng An smiled and replied: "I want orange juice too, Ms. Song, I can do it myself!"

"No, no, I'll do it, I'll do it." Song Ling poured him a cup.

She poured another glass for herself and Little Xixi.

Song Ling raised his glass and said to Fei Yinzhou and Cheng An: "Mr. Fei, Manager Cheng, I'm here to give you juice instead of wine. Thank you for your care and help."

Fei Yinzhou also picked up the juice, touched a glass with her, and said to her with a smile: "We should be the ones thanking you. Thank you for supporting our family's business. Thank you."

Cheng An also clinked glasses with Song Ling, "Thank you, Ms. Song."

Not willing to be left alone, Little Xixi also picked up the juice cup, stretched it towards the middle, and said to them with a sweet voice: "Mommy, Uncle Fei, Uncle Cheng, I want to toast to you too~"