The name Dongyuan Alley has existed silently in Tianyuan City for many years but is unknown. Because in Donghu, only when it reaches a certain level can it be familiar with it.

Although it is called a small alley, Dongyuan Alley is not narrow. On both sides of a slender but modern road, there are two-story villas that look a little old.

Although these villas have been around for a while, they do not seem dilapidated. On the contrary, seeing these villas gives people a heavy feeling. Being able to live in Dongyuan Alley for a few years in his lifetime is almost a discourse that has been circulating in the political arena of Donghu for many years.

"Ding ding ding"

Amid the gentle doorbell, a visitor appeared outside the villa beside Dongyuan Alley. As the door opened, he heard the people inside shouting happily: "Xiao E is back, have you had breakfast?"

"Aunt Zhao, morning." It was still yesterday's outfit. Xiao E, a girl from the Art Department of Donghu University, smiled and hugged the woman who opened the door, and then said coquettishly: "I want to eat the egg cake made by Aunt Zhao, and I'm almost starving to death!"

"Oh, little princess, Aunt Zhao will do it for you now. You are a scholar. You must not be hungry!" Aunt Zhao showed a doting smile on her face and agreed repeatedly.

Xiao E smiled proudly, and the two walked into the living room side by side. The decoration in the huge living room was very simple, and the most conspicuous one was a large color TV of more than 40 inches placed by the wall.

"Girl, why are you back?" A middle-aged man in a suit walked downstairs, his voice calmly, his expression on his face did not change much, but his eyes were rare soft.

"Dad, Merry Christmas!" Xiao E smiled mischievously, ran to the middle-aged man a few steps, and took out two exquisitely packaged golden Christmas fruits like a magic trick.

The majesty that the man had maintained disappeared instantly. His daughter Xiaoe was the pearl in her hand. This girl seemed to have a natural infectiousness. Wherever she stayed, she would have a pleasant atmosphere.

"The girl has grown up and knows to buy things for her dad. Well, it's great to have a daughter!"

"Of course. Dad, you promised me that you would go out for fun with me on New Year's Day!" Xiao E, who looked quiet, rushed over and hugged the man's neck freely and acted coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, I'll try to take the time to play with the girl for a day!" The man patted his daughter's head lovingly, but his tone gave people a feeling that a promise might not necessarily be fulfilled.

"Dad, don't let me not count on you this time! Where is my mom?" Xiao E's good mood disappeared. Dad was too busy and she didn't have much time.

"Your mother is going to work." The man smiled and said, "Sister Zhao, call our Director Chen and said that the baby girl is back and asked her to go home as early as possible."

"Okay, I'll buy some more vegetables." Sister Zhao agreed and went to call.

It’s rare to hear my father joke. Xiao E looked at the cartoon table on her wrist in confusion and asked strangely: “Dad, Director Chen has gone to work, why are you still staying at home?”

"I have something to do." The man frowned.

"Dad, what's wrong for you?" Xiao E hugged her father and said with a smile: "My father is an omnipotent father. She is not afraid of wind and rain. Nothing can hurt my good father..."

Xiao E's teasing made the man laugh, and his face stretched a lot in an instant.

"Xiao E, what's in it?" The man didn't want to be lucky, so he picked up the golden ball his daughter gave him and asked.

"Peace fruit!"

"Ping An Fruit? I've eaten a lot of apples, but I haven't heard of any kind of Ping An Fruit." The man laughed and pulled the packaging with his hands and said, "I have to taste it well today."

Seeing that her father clumsyly pulled it but didn't reveal it, Xiao E hurriedly took it over. Her two snow-white hands opened the golden packaging in an instant, and a big and red apple appeared in front of the man.

"Isn't this an apple?" The man laughed, picked up the apple and looked around, and said with a smile: "It's really a good idea to sell the apple with such exquisite packaging. This apple must be sold for at least two yuan, right?"

Xiao E pursed her lips and said, "Dad, you are too bureaucratic! I only let you see two dollars."

"Is this thing still cost five dollars?" The man widened his eyes, with an incredible look on his face.

Xiao E was shocked when she saw her father, and couldn't help but feel a little proud. The figure of the man standing on the steps of the Cultural Palace taught them how much it cost to get into her heart.

"Dad, it costs twenty yuan per person." Xiao E felt a little warm in her heart when she said the price of this thing.

The man looked around with the apple in his hand and felt deeply moved. Although he was in a high position, he was not not concerned about people's livelihood. The price of an apple is at most 50 cents, how could it be sold for twenty?

"Only a silly girl like you can buy this kind of apple!" The man smiled docilely.

"Hmph, Dad, you underestimate people. This kind of apple was very popular last night. We sold 200 of them in our stall alone!"

Xiao E's words made the man feel like he was falling into the clouds, and his facial muscles became tighter. Her daughter has been pampered since she was a child and was not spoiled. As the daughter of the provincial and ministerial leader, Xiao E has always been the focus of attention, but her daughter is very competitive. She seems to have known since she was a child that she needs to pay more attention in her behavior. If she is a little bit of bad, she will smear her father's face. But, what's going on with this stall?

Seeing that her father was puzzled, Xiao E said the story in detail.

"This is a good marketing idea!" The man nodded repeatedly, inspiring.

"Yes, that Senior Brother Cheng is really amazing. Let's go back and calculate. He made a lot of money this time, thirty-three stalls, and we sold the most apples, and we sold five or six thousand. "When Xiao'e thought of the "chat" after returning to the dormitory, her roommates sighed at Cheng Jiemin's income and joked that she would marry a man like this who could make money in the future, she couldn't help but smile on her face.

The man sat on the sofa and calculated casually, "Only 100,000, it only took one night to make me feel terrible!"

While speaking, he threw the apple in his hand and turned on the TV. The TV was playing news. On the news screen, there was a man sitting in the living room. "This morning, Vice Governor Yang Zibo went deep into the mining area for investigation..."

"Dad, you are quite photogenic!" Yang Xiao'e pointed to Yang Zibo wearing a hard hat on the TV screen and said with a smile.

"You little girl will make dad happy!" the man waved his hand.

"Dad, why didn't you go to work today? What made you so upset? Come on, tell me, I will take charge of you!" Yang Xiao'e said with a naughty smile.

"It's not the apple that's just a mess! Last night, the old branch secretary of Sunjiagou called me and said that the village has been growing apples in the past two years, and the apples have been harvesting, but there is no sales!" Yang Zibo said this and sighed, "I understand the character of the old village chief. When he was an educated youth in the village, he was the village chief. His favorite thing to say was that it's better to rely on himself than on the sky and the earth. If I hadn't been in trouble this time, I wouldn't have called me for help."

Yang Xiaoe giggled and said, "Dad, you won't just be a matter of apples, right? Don't say you speak, even if my mother speaks, you can sell these apples for you."

"Of course I'm not worried about these apples. What I'm worried about is that the old village chief said that in recent years, their county has planted 800,000 mu of apple trees alone, saying that they want to develop the county into an apple town. The slogan is very loud, but only thinking about the scale, but not the sales. Now most of the apples in the county are not sold. I can sell the apples in Sunjiagou, but what should other farmers do if they have apples?"

Yang Zibo's voice became louder and louder. Obviously, he was very angry about this matter.

Yang Xiao'e looked at her angry father and was about to comfort her. The phone at home rang. She was about to go to answer the phone well, but Yang Zibo had already sent the phone to the answering channel: "I am Yang Zibo."

But then, his formulaic face instantly shines: "Old village chief, I am trying to find a way to sell apples in our village. Don't worry... what, the apples are sold? Old village chief, are you not lying to me, are you?"

"Really? The money has been obtained? Oh, that's really great. Well, if I have time during the Chinese New Year, I will definitely go back to visit everyone. This winter, you should take care of yourself!"

Yang Xiao'e has been observing Yang Zibo's expression. When she saw Yang Zibo hanging up the phone with a smile, she asked softly: "Dad, have you told others about selling apples?"

"No, I only received the call last night." Yang Zibo shook his head and said, "I was about to say it today, but I didn't expect that their apples were sold out!"

Yang Xiao'e wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say at this time. At this moment, the TV screen changed and the scene of the night square appeared. However, compared with the scene of the square, the more conspicuous one was the Christmas tree with colorful lights.

"... Yesterday was Christmas Eve, and now some businesses have begun to target..."

"Dad, that's where we worked yesterday!" Yang Xiao'e pulled Yang Zibo's hand and pointed excitedly, "Look at that one is me, oh, when did this take the photo!"

Yang Zibo looked at her daughter's cheering and cheering look and relaxed her mood: "Girl, during the Chinese New Year, let's take the time to go to Sunjiagou and let you see where your father once fought."

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