When a scholar meets a soldier, he cannot explain his reason clearly.
I remember when he was surrounded by this group of female bandits for the first time last summer, he was already wearing few clothes in summer, and these female bandits only left him with a pair of underwear, which he was wearing underneath, and took away everything on his body, including his shorts.
What's more, these hateful women even took out a pair of women's pants from the garment factory and asked him to wear them.
The damn Luan Feng was watching the joke right beside them.
He had a few hundred dollars in his pocket, which was stolen by the gangsters and used to buy ice cream and soda.
It is said that all the hundreds of employees on duty in the factory that day were given ice cream, soda, and other things.
Ever since that time, Wan Feng only dared to bring a few hundred yuan with him when he returned to Jiang Wei, and he didn't dare to bring more than that.
He has been robbed several times. If he doesn't learn from his experience, he will become a fool.
These women were cruel and ruthless. It was no use squatting on the ground and shouting for help. Several hands were groping and touching him all over.
"That's indecent!"
The claim of molestation was nonsense. The women were laughing and robbing the rich man. They also knew that the factory director never had much money on him, so they had no burden in robbing him.
There is strength in numbers. Wan Feng's hands, which were covering his pockets, were finally pried open by several women, and the money in his pockets was searched and taken away again.
"Fuck! Director, are you any good? You are such a senior cadre, but you only have 130 yuan in your pocket?" The girl who grabbed the money and counted it was extremely disappointed and even said "Fuck".
"That's enough! You've robbed me and still think the money is too little. It's the same as beggars complaining about the food being bad. If I call the police, you'll all go to jail."
"Director! Bring more money next time. This amount is not enough to buy sausages."
You girls like sausages? Why does it sound so weird?
"Next time? I'll disband your model team and teach you how to be a bandit instead of a good person."
The girls in the model team didn't take Wan Feng's threat seriously at all, knowing that the model team could not be disbanded.
"Let's go buy some good stuff!" Someone shouted first, and everyone responded.
After these girls got the money, they didn't go back to the factory. Instead, they rushed to the shops at the bay entrance.
Only Zhang Xuan was left looking at Wan Feng with a mischievous look on her face.
Wan Feng stood up and patted himself.
"Luckily it's winter, otherwise I'd have to go shirtless again. What kind of tricks are you teaching me? You need to take charge of these people. What kind of tricks are you using to treat me like a local landlord?"
Zhang Xuan chuckled, "You're a wealthy landlord, so why are you so young? If you were in your seventies or eighties, no one would steal you even if you tied all your clothes with money."
This is a nagging question. Young people should grab things? Young people should die!
"I have something to tell you." Seeing the women walking away, Zhang Xuan said anxiously.
"What's the matter?"
"Someone invited me to make a movie. Do you think I should go?"
“Make a movie!”
Wan Feng looked at Zhang Xuan in surprise: "Is this true?"
"Of course it's true. Last time I went to the province, someone approached me and several people from the modeling team about making a movie."
"Are you planning to enter the entertainment industry?"
"I don't know either, so I wanted to ask for your opinion."
Even though the entertainment industry in the 1980s was quite pure, Wan Feng still felt uncomfortable when Zhang Xuan was going to make a movie.
"Why do you have such an idea? Are you unhappy working in the garment factory?"
"Don't you think I have no sense of existence in the garment factory? I'm like air. Even you don't take me seriously."
"Who doesn't take you seriously? Isn't this a conditional restriction?"
"Anyway, I don't want to go on like this. I want to do something on my own."
Zhang Xuan was originally living a happy life. Although she didn't dare to have any intimate contact with Wan Feng, she was always by Wan Feng's side. At least she could see him every now and then.
But recently she suddenly found that she seemed to have no sense of existence.
Even though she managed the model team quite well, when others mentioned it, they would first say that it was Luan Feng's model team or the clothing factory's model team, and it had almost nothing to do with her.
Only then did she realize that no matter what she did around others, she would be invisible.
She doesn't care much about what others say, but in the long run her status in Wan Feng's heart will naturally decline, which is something she is unwilling to accept.
That's why she came up with the idea of doing something on her own.
"You wouldn't want to be a movie star, would you? Don't you know I despise the entertainment industry? The entertainment industry is a mess. Good people don't get into that."
Even though Wan Feng's words would be criticized by people in the entertainment industry in the 1980s and 1990s, Wan Feng had no intention of changing his words.
You can't blame him for this. If you don't want others to gossip about you, you have to straighten your posture. You have to walk your own path. Can you blame others for how your entertainment industry turned out?
Of course Zhang Xuan knew that Wan Feng looked down on movie stars and TV stars. Although she didn't know why, she used this as a breakthrough point to attract Wan Feng's attention.
"It doesn't necessarily mean making a movie. I want to do something on my own. Anyway, I don't want to always be behind Feng Jie."
Wan Feng started to have a headache again.
"Did you and Luan Feng bring this up?"
"I've said it twice. She supports me doing something on my own. She asked me to ask you for help and come up with an idea."
Even Luan Feng supports it, so I really have to think of an idea for Zhang Xuan.
What should Zhang Xuan do? Give her a factory and let her run it herself? Or let her open a shop or something?
"Can I make the decision after I come back from Shenzhen?" Wan Feng couldn't think of anything to do for a while, so he had to delay and make a decision for a while.
"Okay! I'm not in a rush about this. Also... did you miss me?"
"I thought about it."
"Don't answer so quickly."
Women are trouble.
"And you're giving an answer with a five-minute pause after each word?"
"You're being too quick, it's obvious you're just being perfunctory."
"I don't want to be perfunctory with you, but they are back."
Zhang Xuan looked up and saw the girls from the model team coming back with laughter.
Everyone was holding some random snacks in their hands, and when they came closer, they stuffed them into Zhang Xuan's arms.
"Director! You must bring more money next time. This amount is not enough to share." A member of the model team made an unreasonable request to Wan Feng.
"Then you can take me home as your husband and bring the snacks home by train."
"I wouldn't dare to do that. I can't beat our factory director."
You paralyzed people still know fear.
"We agreed, Director, that you must bring more money with you next time."
Zhang Xuan led the model team back to the factory in high spirits.
Wan Feng shook his head and made up his mind to turn Wei Li around without taking a penny.
What to do next?
After being interrupted by these bandits, I forgot what I was going to do.
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