The car disappeared after going up the Liutun slope. Wan Feng was ready to withdraw his attention and go to the factory to finalize the issue of housing distribution.

Just when he was about to look away, a man emerged from the big slope, drove over quickly, and arrived in front of Wanfeng a minute later.

It was Li Quan, the captain of Xiaoshutun.

"The documents you want have been processed." As he spoke, Li Quan took out a plastic bag from his pocket and threw it to Wan Feng.

"It's done so quickly?"

"You're in a hurry to use it, so I asked the people in the village to process it as quickly as possible. These documents cost a total of thirty yuan, and I even bought a pack of Meideng cigarettes."

A Meiden costs more than ten yuan, it’s no big deal.

"How about I give you two?"

Li Quan curled his lips and said, "Am I someone who can't even hold a cigarette?"

Wan Feng was looking at the documents in the plastic bag while talking nonsense to Li Quan: "Captain Li, you have a hidden agenda. You gave me a cigarette and I gave you two, and you still think it's not enough? People should be honest and fight against selfishness and criticize revisionism!"

"Hehe, even the slogan 'Struggle against Private Interests and Criticize Revisionism' has come out. It's been ages since anyone has said this. I really miss it! After all, you're the most powerful fish among us. It's a waste not to mention it."

Wan Feng rolled his eyes. "My money didn't just fall from the sky. How can I survive if everyone asks for it? Never mind. Seeing how hard you've worked, I'll give you three. If you still think it's too little, it's embarrassing."

"Lu Xun once said: The richer you are, the less willing you are to let go of even a penny; the less willing you are to let go of even a penny, the richer you become, you stingy little thing!"

Wan Feng was at a loss for words. Why was Lu Xun even brought up?

"Xu Bin! Go to your house and get three packs of Mideng cigarettes for Li Quan."

Xu Bin obtained a tobacco and alcohol license and opened a small shop in his entertainment city, specializing in selling cigarettes, beverages, beer and some snacks.

"If there aren't that many Meidens, how about five golden flowers?"

The five golden flowers were more than a dime cheaper than a box of Meideng. Li Quan, of course, refused to accept the offer: "If you don't have osmanthus flowers, Meideng will give me osmanthus flowers."

He won't even let go even if it's just over one dollar. What kind of person is he?

When Xu Bin went back to the house to get cigarettes, Wan Feng glanced at the documents.

There are six certificates in total, including those of Wan Feng, Luan Feng, Zhang Xuan, Xu Bin, and Han Guangjia and his wife.

To put it simply, the ID card is a piece of 64-page cardboard with your name written on it and a one-inch bare-headed photo attached to it.

What puzzled Wan Feng was that he didn't seem to have given Li Quan a photo, so where did he get his own photo?

Could it be that Guan Luanfeng wanted it?

Luan Feng has a lot of messy photos of him, all taken when she was fascinated by photography.

After being lost for a few months, I still don’t know where she threw the camera into.

Liang Hongying didn't ask for her opinion on whether to go to Wanfeng or not. Anyway, the documents had been obtained, and no one would force her to go if she didn't want to.

Wan Feng delivered the documents to the Hongying Hotel and handed them to Liang Hongying who was sitting at the bar.

"I don't care whether you go or not, but you have to go to the Guang family. Tell him to get ready. Maybe we'll leave tomorrow."

"Of course I went. My husband Mu finally took me out for a trip. I'd be stupid not to go out."

By the time the document issue came into play, it was already noon.

Wan Feng gave up the idea of ​​going to the factory to deal with the housing allocation, as it would not be too late to go in the afternoon.

Xu Bin brought two Meiden and one Osmanthus from home and gave them to Li Quan.

Li Quanle walked away with the cigarette in his hand, laughing.

"Why do I always feel that he doesn't even have a pack of cigarettes? At most, he would give people one or two cigarettes when he went to do something."

Xu Bin looked at the blue smoke behind Li Quan's motorcycle and expressed his doubts.

"Haha, don't try to make things so clear. If someone does something for you, it's worth spending some money. It's not like you can't afford it. Zheng Banqiao said it well: You should be confused when you need to be. It's rare to be confused."

Of course Wan Feng knew that Li Quan didn't give any cigarettes at all. Maybe, as Xu Bin said, he just handed the other party a few cigarettes when he was doing business, and the most he paid would not be more than a box.

But he didn't expose it because someone was doing something for you, and it would be great if everyone was happy just by spending a little money.

"Here's your ID. Pack it up and don't lose it. If you're not leaving tomorrow, you must leave the day after tomorrow."

"It's time to go. I don't even have a single substrate left, and I still have orders for over fifty game consoles."

At noon, Wan Feng wanted to go home for lunch, but several managers from the supporting factories in Nandawan happened to be at the restaurant for lunch and dragged Wan Feng to the table.

This was the first time that Wan Feng had dinner with the factory managers below him.

He has never liked drinking and eating with these people. If this door is opened, he will have nothing to do all day long but drinking and eating with the directors and managers of these supporting factories.

There are now sixty or seventy supporting factories in this area, and the Xiaoyushan Industrial Zone where the orchard is located will soon start construction. There will be more than two hundred supporting factories moving into that industrial zone.

There are more than 300 supporting factories. If we drink alcohol from each of them, we will never have the same drink twice in a year.

He couldn't bear this.

Wan Feng didn't drink, he just ate. During the meal, he talked about trivial matters with these factory managers for a long time.

We finished our meal around 12:30.

It started to rain heavily outside.

There is no reason for the dog days rain, it comes suddenly.

The weather was fine in the morning, but now it is raining heavily.

The rain was pouring down like a river in the sky. In a short while, the stream turned into a roaring river.

Wan Feng and Xu Bin stood under the eaves of Xu Bin's house, watching the heavy rain.

I don't know from which family on this street a six or seven-year-old kid came, wearing a bellyband and bare buttocks, holding a large wooden machete in his hand and rushed into the heavy rain like Don Quixote rushing at the windmill.

The child was holding a big knife and flying up and down in the heavy rain, showing off a set of knife skills that no one knew who knew.

There was a piece of red cloth tied to the handle of the wooden sword, which looked very beautiful dancing in the heavy rain.

Wan Feng and Xu Bin laughed out loud after seeing this.

"You little bastard! Get back here! If you catch a cold, I'll beat you to death!" A lion's roar suddenly rang out.

Just based on this shout which was three times louder than thunder in the sky, Wan Feng decided to give it a ten.

Although the sound was quite loud, unfortunately the effect was not good. The child playing with the sword didn't take it seriously at all and continued dancing alone in the rain.

Apparently, he didn't take the cold or the threat seriously.

Then Wan Feng saw a slipper flying out from a building.

The child was very skilled in martial arts and wielded a single sword in his hand, chopping off the slipper with one blow, just like striking an eagle's feather as described in storytelling.

He even yelled, "Ah!"

Is this because you watched too much video?

"This kid is going to get beaten." Wan Feng suddenly said.

Before he could finish his words, a woman rushed out, grabbed the hero playing with the knife like an eagle grabbing a chick, and slapped the child on the butt without mercy.

"Wow!" The young hero actually burst into tears after being slapped, which made Wan Feng both angry and amused.