It seems that my plan to make 300 million or 500 million here is going to be shelved.
Wan Feng was in a depressed mood and didn't even have the mood to take care of the Clivia. He walked out of the base with his hands behind his back. He wanted to go outside to get some fresh air.
Although there is still no green in the black grass in early March, the temperature has obviously begun to rise.
The snow on the beach by the river has begun to melt.
At this rate, this ice transport line will obviously not take more than a few days, probably only about a week.
The ice-melting period will last for more than half a month. I wonder if Shamilov dares to sail the ship out during this period.
If the barge dares not leave, a window period of half a month must be reserved.
"Why won't you let us do it? We are capable of hard labor. Do we need your permission to help with loading and unloading? What do you do for a living?"
Suddenly, a quarrel was heard from the direction of the side street.
He must be someone looking for work in the side street.
There are a few such people almost every day, but the loading and unloading work here is contracted by the four loading and unloading teams, so it is not easy for outsiders to get involved.
This has nothing to do with Wan Feng. Such a small matter has nothing to do with him. He will pay anyone who can do it or not.
He didn't care whether they would fight or not. Wars happened every two or three days. As long as no one was killed, no one took it seriously.
"I, Wang Yufeng, don't believe this. I don't believe that all the work here is done by your family. If you don't agree, let's do it once. Don't try to scare anyone by relying on your numbers!"
Wan Feng, who originally didn't take it seriously, was attracted by the name.
Wang Yufeng? I seem to have heard this name somewhere before.
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