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Chapter 431 I am immoral, but I make money (9)



Chapter 431 I am immoral, but I make money (9)

When Li Yueyao saw Ouyang Xuan was worried, she wanted to help him share his burden. Then she thought of the big order that Song Qingqing mentioned when she went out, and immediately took on the task.

On the other side, Song Qingqing waited and waited, and finally received a call from Li Yueyao.

"Yueyao, come and find me..."

"Shut up and listen to me. Don't you have 10 printers? Bring them to school immediately. I want them now. How long will it take for them to arrive?"

Song Qingqing: "..." He asked, why don't you go to heaven? Did you give me the money?

Song Qingqing's tone was full of embarrassment. "It's not far, less than half an hour, but Yueyao, I have signed a contract with liquidated damages. Now the goods have to be delivered. I'm just an employee, I can't make the decision, I..."

"I don't want to hear your nonsense. I'll pay the penalty and buy 10 printers. Bring the goods over."

Song Qingqing lowered her voice and immediately changed into that of a middle-aged uncle: "Little girl, you can't do this. I signed a contract with you. I need these 10 printers urgently. Aren't you delaying my work?"

"Yueyao, I..."

"How much is the penalty for breach of contract? How much are these 10 machines? Tell me, I will transfer them to you. Bring the machines to me."

"Liquidated damages: 100 million, 10 printers: 150 million, the latest model."

"I'll give you 300 million, and the extra 50 is compensation to that person."

Song Qingqing changed back to the voice of an uncle, and was particularly flattering. "The extra 50 is for me? There is no problem at all, little girl, your friend needs it urgently, so I'll give it to your friend first. I'm not in a hurry."

"Okay, Yueyao."

As soon as Song Qingqing hung up the phone, 300 million yuan was deposited into her account.

Song Qingqing transferred the balance of 140 million to the fat boss.

Song Qingqing immediately returned to the car and asked the driver to deliver the goods to East China University as quickly as possible.

Song Qingqing sat in the cargo compartment and immediately contacted Zhang Yuexia.

"Yuexia, I'm sorry, I messed up."

"No, it's a mess now. Zhang Yuening's makeup is all gone from crying. I took pictures of her ugly photos and will show them to you later."

"It's like this, four days ago I signed a big order, selling 4 printers to someone, I was so happy at that time, I talked about it in the dormitory.

I didn’t expect Yueyao to remember it. She asked me to bring the printer to school. Yueyao bought the printer and paid the penalty. I couldn’t refuse. I was only ten minutes away.”

"Why are you so talkative? Now that the matter has been resolved, can't Zhang Yuening make a big deal out of a small matter?"

"I'm sorry, it was my first time signing a big deal, and I was so happy that I said something too much. What should I do now?"

"How should I know what to do? You can just hold on and send it back in two or three hours."

"But if it's not delivered on time, I have to pay 300 million yuan, and I don't have the money."

When Zhang Yuexia heard that she had to pay 300 million yuan in compensation, she felt heartbroken and stopped talking.

"It's all my fault. If I had known earlier, I would have fought with my colleagues for the company's free delivery truck in the morning. This way, the delivery could have been ten minutes earlier. Now I have spent the money and caused a lot of trouble. I am asking for trouble."

"Wait, what did you just say? Paying money to find fault, I have an idea. I will find a way to delay Li Yueyao, and then you can collect the money. Print one sheet, 1000, and at least three sheets of information, so you have to pay .

It was free before, but now it’s charged. She will definitely blame Zhang Yuening, but I just don’t want her to have an easy time.”

"Yuexia, the printer is not mine, I can't take it. You know my identity, and my words are useless. Yueyao has helped me, I can't let her lose face like this, I dare not, I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, you don't have to ask for anything. Just look at me when the time comes. It's settled. Didn't you get a payment code specifically for your part-time job? Just put it in your pocket when the time comes. Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you."

When they were almost at school, Song Qingqing contacted Li Yueyao and asked her how to arrange the printer.

"Isn't that the latest model? Take it to the bottom of the student union building and print it for them for free. Then take it to the printing room and donate it to the school."

"Yueyao is really a beautiful and kind person. Your classmates will definitely be very grateful to you."

Following Li Yueyao's instructions, Song Qingqing moved 10 of the most advanced printers from the car and turned them all on.

"This is the printer. Just scan the information you want to print at this window. This is..."

Zhang Yuexia walked forward, took out the payment code that Song Qingqing had half-put in her pocket, and directly scanned 3000.

“Information money.”

Song Qingqing was anxious, "Classmate, you misunderstood. This is free. This is the printer that classmate Li Yueyao donated to the school. You can use it as you like."

"So that's how it is. It was a misunderstanding."

"It's okay, I'll return the credit points to you."

"No need, just a little money, is that enough for me?"

“Yes, yes, yes.” The few followers brought by Zhang Yuexia also spent 3000 and couldn’t be stopped.

Song Qingqing hurriedly said, "No need to give it, no need to give it." But it was of no use.

The people who were in a hurry to print without knowing the truth saw several people giving money and thought they had to pay, so they all gave. Later, they heard that they didn't have to pay, so they didn't take the small amount of money.

Even if the people behind knew the truth, they would still give money after seeing so many people gave. If they didn't give money, they would be afraid that others would think they were stingy and lose face.

Song Qingqing became anxious and quickly notified Li Yueyao, telling her what happened and expressing her helplessness.

"I told you I don't want any money. You donated the printer, but they didn't listen to me. Yueyao, why don't you tell them? They will definitely listen to you."

"Forget it, I'll just ignore this little money and treat them to a meal later." Do I have to ask for thousands of credit points? It's cheap. What money do these people give? Is it fun? Boring.

Song Qingqing knew that there was someone next to Li Yueyao, so she deliberately asked where the money was going. "Okay, then I'll transfer it to you when the time comes, depending on how much I collect."

"Keep this money for yourself as labor fee. Just move the printer to the printer room. Don't ask me for this small amount of money. I'm very busy."

Two hours later, when everyone had finished printing their documents, Song Qingqing picked up the payment code from the ground.

Song Qingqing took a look and saw that she had earned 140 million: So much? Someone must be pretending to be rich.

Song Qingqing replaced the old printer with a new one and said to Zhang Yuening, "Then you deal with these old ones."

"You happen to have a car, just take it and dump it."

"You threw it like this?"

"What do you think this place is? Who would want this junk? Take it away and throw it far away."

"Okay." That's what I've been waiting for.

Song Qingqing took the printer away, put the chip back, and sold it for 60 yuan.

Song Qingqing's account suddenly had 360 million more.


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