Chapter 22 Old Zhang and his wife were dumbfounded...
Old Zhang and his wife were dumbfounded. They had only earned fifty yuan and had almost been tortured to death! Wen Ming was so rich, why didn't he expose her and then slowly extort money from her?
Zhang Kui: "Director Wen, you haven't apologized to us yet."
Upon hearing his voice, Wen Ming felt a wave of acid reflux. She glared fiercely at Zhang Kui, vowing to find someone to break his legs when she got back.
Zhang Kui was instantly enraged by her glare! "Go ahead and glare at me again if you dare! See how I deal with you."
Wen Ming was so angry he almost suffocated, but he didn't want to stay any longer and become a laughingstock, so he stormed into his car and left.
Zhang Kui and his wife followed suit and left. Before they left, Captain Wang gave them a warning, telling them not to do anything bad again.
Captain Wang left with Xiao Fang and the other person. Jiang Can said, "Captain Wang, as long as it involves spies, we cannot tolerate it. Please remember that."
What if Wen Ming is also a spy?
Wang Xinhe stated that no spy would be let off the hook and that the investigation would continue. He also encouraged the public to actively report any suspicious individuals they encountered.
The onlookers gradually left. So much had happened that afternoon; all they could think about was the eight thousand yuan Wen Ming had given them.
Wen Ming is really rich; Boss Jiang became rich overnight.
The shop was suddenly empty. Fang Yuan was tidying up inside. Actually, the shop was still clean. The soap water and boy urine were done outside the shop.
Jiang Can and Fang Yuan tidied up together.
First, cover the vomit with soot, then sweep it clean. Repeat this several times until the ground is clean. Then, bring water in basins and scrub it vigorously with a laundry detergent and broom. After several rounds, the cement road outside is clean and odorless.
The cleaning alone was disgusting enough, but Wen Ming poured it in face down, the taste must have been truly awful.
After cleaning up, Jiang Can asked Fang Yuan what his plans were for the future, whether he wanted to stay and help out for a few more days or work there permanently.
Fang Yuan scratched his head. "I'll work for as long as Brother Lang tells me to."
Jiang Can: "Think it over carefully these next couple of days. If you want to work here long-term, you can start as an apprentice and I'll teach you how to cook. The salary will be 200 yuan a month. Once you've mastered the craft, I'll hand over the management of this shop to you and give you a share of the profits. If you just want to help out here for a few days, I'll give you 30 yuan a day."
She definitely needs to go to school; she can't stay at Jiang's Restaurant forever.
Besides, once the enamel factory is demolished, she won't be short of money, and she has no desire to be tied to the stove.
Working in the catering industry is really tiring; if given a choice, Jiang Can would prefer to enjoy life more.
Fang Yuan is reliable, capable, calm, and quick-witted. She does a great job with the tasks she's given! She's also very strong, so she'd actually be quite suitable for flipping woks.
Fang Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard about the salary. "Sister-in-law, I'll ask Brother Lang about it tomorrow."
Jiang Can smiled and said, "Shen Lang is coming over later, you can ask him. If you're sleepy, go to the back and sleep first." She was planning to wait for Shen Lang to pick her up, as she was carrying a huge sum of eight thousand yuan.
She took out the test papers from her schoolbag and started working on them. When she got to the fourth set of papers, Shen Lang arrived.
He approached and took the pen from Jiang Can's hand. "I'm going back."
Jiang Can pulled her pen back and continued working on the problem, determined to finish it. As she worked, she asked, "How was today?"
Shen Lang touched her face: "That will definitely work. Come on, let's go home and count the money."
Jiang Can: "I'll finish this question."
Shen Lang sat next to her, tickling her and playing with her hair: "Fine, you write it."
Jiang Can found it annoying and slapped his hand away.
Shen Lang clicked his tongue.
Upon hearing Shen Lang's voice, Fang Yuan quickly ran out to serve him tea and water. "Brother, do you want me to stay here for a while, or stay here indefinitely?" She then repeated Jiang Can's words to him.
Shen Lang kicked Fang Yuan in the butt and laughed, "You're asking me this? If you like cooking, call your sister-in-law 'Master'."
Fang Yuan is a quiet person who can't speak up. He's not good at selling things, but he'd be perfect as a chef.
Fang Yuan, having been kicked, was so happy his eyes disappeared. He knelt down in front of Jiang Can with a 'plop' and kowtowed three times: "Master."
Jiang Can was startled and put down his pen to help Fang Yuan up. "You can't even do this properly? Get up right now. Yuan Yuan, can you ride a tricycle?"
Shen Lang burst out laughing. "What did you call him?"
Jiang Can: "Why do you call me apprentice Yuanyuan?"
Fang Yuan was fine with whatever he was called, as long as his master was happy. He nodded and said, "I can ride."
Jiang Can handed the tricycle keys to Fang Yuan: "Ride the tricycle to the morning market at six o'clock tomorrow morning and wait for me. I'll take you to buy groceries."
Buying meat and vegetables is a complex skill.
After finishing the problem, Shen Lang drove Jiang Can home. Jiang Can asked, "How was your day? I made a whopping nine thousand yuan today."
Actually, it's over nine thousand, but we'll round it up to nine thousand.
She was quite proud. Earning ten thousand yuan a day, who could do that? She said happily, "That's enough to buy half an apartment in the enamel factory's residential compound."
Shen Lang thought he had misheard; otherwise, how could he have heard "nine thousand"? "??? How many?"
Jiang Can: "More than nine thousand two hundred."
Wen Ming paid 8,000 in compensation, made 800 from lunch, and sold more than half of the dinner dishes, so he recovered his costs and earned more than 400. In total, he earned more than 9,200.
Shen Lang took a breath: "Who smashed up the shop again? I didn't see anything different in the shop just now. Even if the whole shop was smashed, eight thousand is outrageous! Did you find gold?" He had been running around all day, his lips were practically worn out from talking so much, and he had sold all the goods worth over ten thousand, making a total of twenty-five thousand. He had to pay back ten thousand to the factory, so he made a net profit of fifteen thousand. After deducting the profits from Zhu Zi and Zhan Junzhuo, he still had twelve thousand left.
I initially thought this was quite remarkable, but compared to Jiang Can's 9,210, it was just so-so.
Shen Lang braked, braced himself on the ground, turned around, cupped Jiang Can's face, and kissed her. "Wife, I've brought home a treasure trove!"
Jiang Canle said, "I also feel like I have some good fortune on me. How are your truckloads selling?"
"You still haven't told me how you earned that 9,200! You've got my heart twitching between two hearts." Shen Lang couldn't suppress his smile and answered Jiang Can's question first: "After selling them all, I barely made 12,000 after deducting the principal and the salaries of Zhu Zi and the other person."
Jiang Can: "...Barely?"
Shen Lang: "11,980. Dinner cost 20 yuan."
Jiang Can was overjoyed: "My God!!! Twelve thousand!! How are you so capable? Will you be able to earn another ten thousand tomorrow?"
She was able to make a profit today because Wen Ming was unwilling to apologize or compensate her; this kind of thing doesn't happen every day. But Shen Lang can definitely sell goods every day; the cotton mill still has a lot of stock piled up!
In theory, Shen Lang could haul a truckload of goods to sell every day for a while, but a problem arose when he went to haul the goods today.
The warehouse is not shipping the goods anymore, saying that the county has taken over the shipment and they need to move it away.
This is Kata.
Who else could it be but someone behind Shen Jiajia?
The factory leaders were unhappy. If the goods could be sold, the compensation for the cotton mill workers would be more than enough, and they could even make a profit from it. If the goods were transferred by the county, it would have nothing to do with them anymore.
As for offending the county, they are not afraid anymore. A group of corrupt leaders have already been arrested. The deputy factory director is still somewhat conscientious and has not committed any major crimes. Now he is in charge of compensation funds, but his future is ruined. He will not listen to the county at all. If he expects the county to allocate money for compensation, who knows when that will be?
The factory went bankrupt, so where would the money come from? The most valuable things were the land and a batch of goods in the warehouse.
The land belongs to the county government and cannot be sold.
All we can do now is sell goods.
Tell Shen Lang to come and pick up the goods in the middle of the night. He can pick up as much as he can sell. It doesn't matter if there's nowhere to store them. There's a small warehouse outside the factory that Shen Lang can use for now.
This applies not only to Shen Lang, but also to other workers who can sell their goods. They can take the goods away, but they have to pay 30% of the payment upfront, and the rest will be paid after the goods are sold.
The deputy factory director wished he could sell off all the factory's inventory and leave nothing for the county.
Shen Lang demanded 200,000 yuan in payment for the goods. He used a deceptive tactic, claiming that the small warehouse belonged to the factory and that he would continue to haul goods from the factory, settling the payment that same day.
The deputy factory director pointed at Shen Lang's nose and laughed, "You're such a clever monkey. Do you need me to find someone to help you move the goods to the small warehouse?"
Shen Lang was naturally happy to oblige. He went along with it, praising the deputy factory director repeatedly, and both sides were pleased.
The remaining 100,000 yuan worth of goods can be mostly taken by the rest of the factory workers. By the time the county takes over, there probably won't be much left in the warehouse.
This matter had to be handled at night, so he told Zhu Zi and Zhan Junzhuo to take the opportunity to get some sleep, especially Zhan Junzhuo, who needed to get plenty of rest as he had to drive the next day.
Jiang Can was overjoyed. Two hundred thousand yuan worth of goods! And another two hundred thousand yuan in profit? "Once we sell all the goods, won't our family become nouveau riche?"
Shen Lang: "Only after the enamel factory is demolished will our family be considered nouveau riche in Liaoxian. I've told you everything you wanted to know, now hurry up and tell me about the 9,200!"
Jiang Can then told him about what happened that day, and Shen Lang laughed for a long time after listening: "Wife, how come you don't know how to manage a household? How can you use soapy water? Isn't that a waste of soap? You have to use sewage! Sewage is excellent for inducing vomiting, and it's free. Besides, it's the most disgusting."
Compared to feces, a child's urine is child's play.
Jiang Can slapped his thigh regretfully, "That's right! Who can resist vomiting after drinking feces! What a waste of such a big bar of soap. I'll remember this next time, if anyone gets poisoned again, I'll force-feed them feces."
Shen Lang: "My wife is truly thrifty and good at managing the household." He then asked, "Are you sure you don't need Wen Ming to apologize?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Can chuckled. "If Wen Ming doesn't apologize, how can no one know about this? Today's incident has caused such a huge uproar and is so explosive. Wen Ming's reputation is going to suffer. I'll secretly find out more about what happened today. Tomorrow, I'll also inquire whether any of Wen Ming's children are in college. The way she's messing with me, either she's connected to spies, or someone in her family has taken her place in college."
Shen Lang chuckled, "My wife is really smart."
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