When Erlaizi saw Luan Fengruci's desperate situation, his hands and feet turned cold. He couldn't help but think that he still fantasized about marrying this woman. If he had such a wife, would his life be guaranteed?
Fortunately, they didn't do it.
Luan Feng and her female army came and went quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the place was empty.
After Luan Feng made such a fuss, the atmosphere here became strange.
The people behind the depression were originally ready to laugh, but laughing was inappropriate in this situation, so they could only hold it in or laugh secretly.
Wan Feng was also upset. Originally, he was planning to argue with Yu Qingtao and extort some money from him. Even if he had no money, it shouldn't be a problem to get some seafood.
But now I'm not in the mood.
"Yu Qingtao, how are you going to continue with this?"
"Since this has something to do with you, brother, let's just forget about it. What do you think?"
"You've given up? Then forget it." He turned to Zhang Hai and said, "Let Zhang Xian come out."
Zhang Xian came out of the workshop and approached Wan Feng with a calm expression.
"Shake hands with each other, and the past grudges are over. We northerners believe in fighting, not knowing each other, and when we meet again, we will be friends."
Yu Qingtao and Zhang Xian stretched out their hands and shook hands.
"Alright, Zhang Xian, go back to work. I won't keep you guys for dinner. There are too many of you to keep."
After that, he walked out of the brick factory side by side with Yu Qingtao.
"If you really have nothing to do, why don't you bring your Ran to our brick and tile factory to work? We'll pay you."
Yu Qingtao was at a loss for words when he heard this: "Isn't this ridiculous? We came all this way to work here?"
"You guys are also idle and unemployed. After a few years, you will become social waste. If you come to us for a few years, at least you can leave some wealth to society. Isn't that good?"
Can we continue to talk about this? This has already been predicted to be social garbage, and if we continue to talk about it for a few more sentences, it will probably be garbage.
"Brother, I'll come to see you later and bring you some seafood. We'll leave first today. Goodbye." After saying that, he jumped into the car and drove away.
"You have to keep your word." Wan Feng shouted loudly from behind.
Damn it, if you don’t send me seafood, I’ll show you how I’ll deal with you.
In the blink of an eye, these people all got on their bikes and disappeared like the wind.
Wan Feng thought about it and walked back to the brick factory.
"Is everything okay here?" Wan Feng asked Zhang Hai.
Why did Zhang Xian deliver everything himself? If he didn't want to compensate for any losses caused, he should at least hand it over. It doesn't cost any money anyway.
"It's alright, both sides just talked a lot. In your words, it was just empty talk, no physical action."
That's good.
Zhang Xian came out of the workshop and stood in front of Wan Feng: "Thank you, brother. I believe what you said now."
This time, Zhang Xian believed Wan Feng’s words that the black reef was under his feet.
"You don't have to believe me. Even if I'm not here, the descendants of Wa won't let you suffer any loss. Everyone who enters here is a family. Once they start fighting, those people won't get any advantage. Just do your job well."
"I'll do my best."
Zhang Xian went back to work, leaving Wan Feng and Zhang Hai squatting in a tiled shed.
"What are the commune cadres going to get when they come this time?"
"We didn't get the tractor, but we borrowed one, free of charge. The commune promised to give us the best discount on loans and to help us build an industry after the New Year, meaning they'd install a furnace and maybe give us some old bedding or something. But they won't be responsible for the workers, leaving us to figure it out on our own. I also asked for a basketball hoop."
Everything else was within Wan Feng’s expectations, but what the hell was this basketball stand?
Traditional industries require molten iron melting furnaces, otherwise the molten iron cannot be melted and the materials needed cannot be poured out. This is the foundation of an industry.
With the iron melting furnace, there must be foundries and foundry workers, as well as lathe operators and fitters. For the time being, Wanfeng can only pin his hopes on the Gushan Machinery Factory. If it fails, everything will be lost. Otherwise, it is not easy to raise this team.
"You also want a pair of basketball stands?"
"Hey, I saw those half-grown kids in our team scratching their heads when they had nothing to do, so I wanted to get some skills. I loved playing basketball when I was in the army, too."
In fact, this is a case of using public power for personal gain. This guy just wants to have fun.
But this is indeed a good thing, as it saves these mountain cat beasts from having nothing to play with.
"I've already chosen the venue, what do you think?"
Zhang Hai pointed to the brick factory square and the westernmost end of the stream.
Wan Feng nodded: "Very good!"
"Tomorrow at noon I'll get some people to flatten it with rollers, then cover it with fine sand. Hey! Can you play ball?"
"Me? I guess I can do it."
Not only can he do it, in his previous life in Longjiang, whether in school or later in the company, he was the team's main striker. His advantages were fast speed and accurate shooting, but his disadvantages were that he was short and his rebounding was a weakness.
Although Heilongjiang is a weak province in summer sports, its mass sports foundation is booming. In summer, people are playing basketball everywhere, and in winter, people are playing football everywhere.
Wan Feng found it strange that despite having such a mass base, Longjiang Province had little to show for itself in domestic sports. In every National Games, it ranked around 20th, which was completely incomparable to Beiliao Province, which was always in the top three in the medal table.
"Oh! So you can do that, too."
"I can do a three-step layup." Wan Feng was very humble.
Zhang Hai was very disappointed: "Fuck, all he knows is a three-step layup, that's useless."
"When will the commune deliver these things?"
"The basketball hoop will be delivered soon, because there's an unused one in the commune 'government' yard, and it's made of iron! We'll get it back and give it a coat of paint, but we're not sure about the others. The tractor will probably be usable next month when we're harvesting crops, but the others will have to wait until after the Lunar New Year. Can you come to my house for dinner soon?"
Wan Feng shook his head: "No, I'm going home to eat, or my grandma will nag me again."
Wan Feng stood up and walked out of the brick factory. Just when he reached the middle of the brick factory and Luan Feng's house, two tractors came back one after the other.
Xiao Jun stood on the truck bed and shouted to Wan Feng, "Xia Qiulong asked you to deliver two watches this afternoon."
Wan Feng was delighted. The stock had been replenished! Someone from Ming Xia Qiulong had shipped the goods. This was great news.
Unexpectedly, it opened in just three days, which was really beyond Wan Feng's expectations.
According to his expectation, it would be good to see the opening by the end of the month.
It seems that the people of Hongya still have purchasing power. Should we take out the tape recorder and try it out now?
After thinking about it, he felt that the time was not yet ripe. There was no rush for the tape recorder. He could only sell two of them anyway. Now his main focus was to open up the market for electronic watches.
When passing by Luan Feng's house, his legs walked in without his brain commanding them.
It was only after he walked into the gate that Wan Feng realized what was happening. Are his damn legs trying to rebel?
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