Drinking a beer outside in mid-April is not a pleasant experience, the temperature is not yet at that level.
So Wan Feng drinks very little.
Chen Wenxin’s buns are delicious and have become the signature dish of her snack bar.
Wan Feng just ate as many buns as he could to fill his stomach, and while Zhang Hai drank three beers, he only drank one.
After three beers, Zhang Hai got up and went to the toilet. When he came back, his resentment seemed to be snorted away with his urine, and he started talking.
"Nephew, I've been thinking about this all afternoon. Our Jiangwei Brigade is now well-off, but the other brigades are not. This is not good. The eyes of the people in the other teams are red. If we can't remove the red in their eyes, something bad will happen sooner or later."
A person's realm improves as his status improves.
As the brigade secretary, Zhang Hai is now considering issues at the level of a small team to a brigade. This is progress.
He is right. People have seven emotions and six desires, and they feel envy, jealousy and hatred. If everyone is on the same level, no matter how they live, it doesn't matter.
Once one person becomes rich first and the others do not, those who are not rich will slander and defame others behind their backs, and even go to extremes and kill to vent their anger.
It is better to ease the situation than to block it. Only when everyone has enough money can such things be eradicated from the root.
"How about some way to get other teams on board the train of prosperity in the Wahou area, so we can all walk the path to prosperity together? I've been thinking about it for a long time and can't come up with a solution."
Looking at Zhang Hai's sad face, Wan Feng laughed a few times.
"That doesn't seem to be a difficult thing."
"It may not be a difficult task for a little monkey like you, but it is a very difficult task for me. Tell me if you have any good ideas."
When the word monkey was mentioned, Luan Feng rolled his eyes.
Damn it, as the little scoundrel said, he was shot while lying down.
"Uncle Zhang Hai, I'm not a bad person, but I'm definitely not a good person either. I don't give advice for nothing. As you said, I'm taking advantage of the public. If you get angry and develop impotence or premature ejaculation, who will support the happiness of my uncles in the lower half of their lives? So for your health, I've decided not to tell you. The Buddha said: Don't tell, don't tell nonsense, and don't tell nonsense."
Luan Feng covered her mouth and laughed so hard that her whole body was shaking. Even Chen Wenxin, who was standing next to their table, was speechless and tried hard to hold back her laughter.
This surprised Wan Feng very much.
Luan Feng knew what impotence and premature ejaculation meant; he had told her that as a story.
But how did Chen Wenxin know this? Was there a physiology and hygiene class in 1983?
I think I just drank a glass of beer, why can't I remember it?
Zhang Hai slammed the table and yelled, "Stop talking nonsense and tell me what's going on!"
The noise was so loud that it attracted the patrolling security guards.
Zhang Xian came running over with a security guard in a dignified manner after hearing that something was wrong. Then he saw Zhang Hai glaring at Wan Feng.
Wan Feng saw Zhang Xian waving at him, "Come and eat something! Wenxin, bring a few more trays of buns and two more side dishes."
Zhang Xian and the security guard didn't hesitate and sat down next to Zhang Hai.
Chen Wenxin placed another tray of buns in front of each person and brought a few side dishes.
Zhang Xian and the security guard did not refuse the buns and dishes, but refused the wine, which made Wan Feng very satisfied.
Under Zhang Xian's leadership, the security team has grown to more than 30 people. In view of the good overall security situation in the Wahou Market last year, each member of the security team received a cash prize of 1,000 yuan and a gift worth 200 yuan from the team before the New Year.
The 200 yuan prize mainly includes cigarettes, alcohol, seafood, meat, clothing, shoes and hats.
Don’t think that two hundred yuan is a small amount, but before the price changes in 1983, they had to hire a tricycle to transport these two hundred yuan worth of things home.
The security team has very strict systems and discipline. Zhang Xian stipulates that drinking is strictly prohibited during duty hours, and violators will be directly fired without any room for negotiation.
Therefore, there has not been a single drinking incident among the security team during their work.
"When did you come back? Why didn't you tell me when you came back?"
"I can't tell you. You're my brother. I have to go see you, and it costs money to visit you at your house."
Zhang Xian choked on a bun without warning, his face turned red, and he had to drink a glass of water to swallow it.
"Don't interrupt, we are discussing important matters. Where were we just now?" Zhang Hai was very satisfied with Zhang Xian's sudden interruption. He had forgotten what they were talking about just now.
No one reminded him.
Zhang Xian didn't know what they had just said. Wan Feng deliberately didn't say anything, and since Wan Feng didn't say anything, Luan Feng naturally kept his mouth shut.
Zhang Hai turned his gaze to Chen Wenxin.
"You were just talking about who my aunt will depend on for her happy life in the second half of her life." Chen Wenxin answered seriously.
Wan Feng chuckled from his throat. Chen Wenxin, this little girl has become bad. Why is she thinking about this part specifically?
"Go away, what does this have to do with your aunt, you little thief! Give me some advice."
Wan Feng shook his head: "Buddha said: Don't talk nonsense, don't talk haphazardly, and don't talk nonsense."
"When did Buddha ever talk about this? Tell me now."
Wan Feng ate a piece of candied tomato, put down his chopsticks and took a sip of beer.
The beer is a bit cold now, it would be better if it were hot.
"Looking at this situation, if I don't tell you that you might actually have a physical illness, I'll tell you for the sake of my uncles' lower body happiness."
Wan Feng raised his eyes and glanced at the market as the sun set.
Some restaurants in the market have already lit up their lights, creating a brilliant scene.
"The Wahou Market is a golden rice bowl. Who can you blame if you have a golden rice bowl but can't eat? Why don't you use your brain more at the market?"
"I moved, but I couldn't think of anything to do."
"Why is there no way? There are so many ways here. Let's start with the simplest one. Can an egg laid by a hen, an apple from a tree, or even a grain of rice from the field be turned into cash at the market?"
"Of course, but the products produced at home are limited. If we sell them all, they're gone, right?"
"It doesn't matter if yours is sold out. Others haven't sold out either. You can take the money and go to their house to buy more. If there's nothing nearby, you can go out and buy it. Buy it from other places at a low price and sell it here at a high price. Isn't this business?"
“This is a road, but it doesn’t seem to be that interesting.”
"In business, profits are always earned in small amounts. Many big deals start from these small amounts. Just as a towering building starts from the ground, a trickle of water can eventually become an ocean."
Zhang Hai was unhappy: "Let's not talk about these big principles, okay? Let's talk about something concrete and concrete."
There is plenty of useful information.
It’s hard to talk about big business, but when it comes to small business, Wan Feng can talk about a lot without thinking.
"Now let's start fishing out the dry ones."
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