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Chapter 100: Chapter 93 I Have Connections, I Can Introduce You to Work at Crimson Preferred [5000 Words, Vote for Monthly Pass!]_3

“Okay, give me two more 1.5-liter bottles of mineral water,” Rufeng said again.

“Sure, sure, that’ll be eight yuan in total,” the vending machine nodded repeatedly.

“Give me two yuan’s worth of spicy strips,” Rufeng handed over ten yuan and stuffed it into the bill slot.

Soon, the water and drinks, plus two packs of spicy strips, were in Rufeng’s hands.

Rufeng hung the spicy strips and the two bottles of water on his bandage, then he twisted open a bottle of Nutrient Express and gulped down half of it.

“It’s been a long time since I had this, and it still tastes pretty good,” Rufeng nodded in satisfaction.

“By the way, what’s going on with you?” Rufeng asked.

“This….” the vending machine seemed to have a hard time speaking.

“Here, this is one thousand yuan, I’m going to recharge a VIP card here, and from now on when I come to buy something, you can just deduct it directly.”

As he spoke, Rufeng took out one thousand yuan and directly stuffed it into the bill slot.

“One… one thousand yuan?” the voice of the vending machine rose a few pitches.

“That… that… I don’t have a VIP card service here,” the vending machine stuttered.

“It’s okay, just remember it,” Rufeng said.

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“Okay… okay, I will remember,” the vending machine quickly replied.

“By the way, tell me, what’s your situation?” Rufeng asked again.

Upon hearing this, the vending machine slowly explained its situation.

It was a vending machine invested in by a pig farm, placed in the canteen of the pig farm to sell some products, and business wasn’t bad.

But one day, something happened at the pig farm, the original director sold his shares to the former deputy director.

The original director took the money and left, and the deputy director took over. He is now this cunning pigheaded director.

Because their combined shares surpassed thirty percent, they gained certain authority within the pig farm.

He then arranged for his own people to take contract of the farm’s canteen.

Although they still provided free food to the staff, the taste and quality were worlds apart from before.

The money spent daily on purchasing food ingredients was fixed based on the number of employees.

The canteen staff naturally cut costs, pocketing the saved funds.

Meanwhile, they also sold some products at high prices.

The canteen lady wasn’t just overcharging for Contractor’s goods, even abnormal products were sold at high prices.

To keep business, they even covered the pig farm’s vending machine with an oil cloth, not allowing the staff to go buy things.

As for questioning why they don’t smash or even rob the vending machine.

Naturally, it was impossible, since it was an investment by the pig farm; even the director had no right to remove it, let alone vandalize or steal it.

So, even though the pig farm provided free accommodation and meals, some employees still chose to live outside.

The vending machine had been at the pig farm for five years, and since a year ago when the canteen lady covered it with an oil cloth, it never sold a single product.

It was a vending machine that wanted to become stronger, not only needing sufficient ghost qi but also needing to sell products to become stronger.

If it went a long time without selling anything, its level and strength would steadily decline, and the range of products it could procure would reduce.

You see, it used to be a Level 2 vending machine, capable of procuring goods at low prices and stocking a variety of products. Now, it had dropped to Level 1, where the procurement prices were the highest and the quantity of products it could stock was directly halved.

Moreover, having not sold goods for such a long time, many of the products it procured had expired, and it had to bear the loss itself.

If it hadn’t had some savings from before, it likely would have already been dismissed by the pig farm.

Even though being dismissed by the pig farm wouldn’t kill it, once it left the pig farm, it would surely be devoured completely by the predatory canteen lady.

Now, its savings were nearly exhausted, but the sudden appearance of Rufeng allowed it to hold on a bit longer, hoping for a turnaround.

“So that’s how it is, that director is really a piece of work,” Rufeng said indignantly.

“Yes, really a piece of work,” the vending machine replied earnestly.

Rufeng said, “Then why don’t you quit yourself and leave during their working hours so they can’t keep tabs on you?”

“That won’t work, I thought about that before, but no matter when I hand in my resignation, I’m obligated to finish the day, and I can only fully depart after work ends.”

“And once I resign, although the canteen staff might not have left work yet, the night shift Security Guard would have started.”

“That Security Guard is in league with them, and he is a third-level Abnormality. I can’t defeat him,” the vending machine said.

“Uh, how about this, I have a way, I can introduce you to work somewhere else, and I can arrange for someone to pick you up,” Rufeng suddenly said.

“Ah? Really… really?” the vending machine was hesitant to believe it.

Ever since the canteen was contracted out to cronies, it felt as if each day dragged on, longing to leave there every moment.

“I have some connections at Crimson Preferred, I can introduce you to work there,” Rufeng said.

“Of course, I’m not introducing you for free. I’ll need to take thirty percent from the profits you make each day, how about it?” Rufeng said.

“Thank you, thank you, sir, I’m willing, I’m certainly willing,” the vending machine eagerly agreed without much hesitation.

Thirty percent might not seem too much, but the vending machine was paying for the capital, sales, and labor costs.

As a shareholder of Crimson Preferred, putting a vending machine there to sell stuff wasn’t a problem.

“Just wait here for now, it should be just a few days,” Rufeng said.

“Okay, Mr. Mu, I truly appreciate your help, is there anything else you need? It’s on me,” the vending machine, trying to control its excitement, spoke.

It had considered the possibility that Rufeng was conspiring with that canteen lady, but, being at the end of its rope, it decided to trust Rufeng.