Luan Feng also drank a glass of beer tonight. After tasting it, she concluded, "Pah! It tastes like piss. Why do you men love drinking this stuff?"
"Have you ever drunk urine? Don't kiss me tonight."
Luan Feng: I...
Some people say that even when there is no water, people will still drink urine, and if they drink it every day, they can become addicted.
Wan Feng is not sure whether people can become addicted to drinking urine. He has never tried it himself nor has he seen others try it. However, drinking alcohol to a certain level will definitely make people addicted, even if it tastes like urine.
Luan Feng drank a glass of beer and seemed to have figured it out, so he drank another one, and it seemed like he wasn't satisfied yet so he drank another one.
Wan Feng was in trouble when she drank her third cup.
He had to get downstairs and clean the table because the guy who drank urine had a red face and started to stagger.
"That's great! Everything looks double."
Wan Feng quickly took out a bill and said, "Here's twenty yuan. Buy some more beer tomorrow."
Luan Feng took it and started cursing, "Asshole! My poor eyesight doesn't mean my hands are bad. Isn't this a bill? The twenty yuan you brought? Confiscate it!"
What a misfortune! He lost more than he gained.
Luan Feng held the bill and smiled foolishly, and as she smiled she began to yawn.
"I can't open my eyes. I want to sleep! Please clean the table."
Sleep well! Looks like I can relax tonight.
Wan Feng put down the quilt, stripped Luan Feng like she was peeling off a pig's skin, and threw her into the bed. Then, after cleaning the table, he sat on the kang and watched TV.
This black and white TV is really not that interesting. Not only is it small, but it also has no color. It's like watching a black and white photo. I should get a color TV.
In 1984, many color televisions were already available in China, including Japanese, Dutch and domestic ones.
It’s just over a thousand yuan.
I'll change it tomorrow.
Replacing the TV is a small matter, but it is a big deal if the motorcycle factory cannot operate normally without people.
You can't just transfer all the people from the machinery factory to your own factory!
If he did that, his image in the community would completely collapse, and someone might even dig up his ancestral grave.
Of course, his ancestral grave is not here, so it is impossible to dig it up.
Speaking of ancestral graves, a question suddenly arises.
It seems like I haven’t worshipped my ancestors for many years!
This is a heinous act.
Wan Feng's father was a professional soldier of the 663rd Division. His hometown was not in Hongya, but in a place called Changtu County north of Shenyang.
It was right next to the railway and Wan Feng had passed by several times.
It seems that my father has never returned to Beiliao since he arrived in Longjiang, and naturally he has not worshipped his ancestors for many years.
Grandpa is long gone, but grandma is still here.
He actually passed by several times without even thinking of visiting his still-living grandmother. He is truly an unfilial son.
When I pass by in a few days, I will definitely go to see my grandma and worship my ancestors.
Watching TV was boring, so Wan Feng went downstairs, turned off the TV, and went to bed.
There is a huge difference between a man getting drunk and a woman getting drunk.
It was only that night that Wan Feng realized this truth.
Women sober up much faster than men.
A certain woman woke up after midnight, and when someone woke up, he had already turned into a knight and was galloping on his horse.
Wan Feng pretended to be dead, thinking that this woman would probably be done with it after a while.
Unexpectedly, after she had done her best, she woke him up with a firm attitude and asked him to do it again.
Isn't this a joke?
It might be because he felt guilty towards Luan Feng, or it might be because he hadn't tasted meat for a long time.
Wan Feng worked very hard and was in very good physical condition, which was probably related to the anesthetic effect of alcohol.
Anyway, like a marathon runner, her stamina was endless, which made a certain woman's cat meows last for a very long time...
The next morning, Luan Feng looked full of energy and cheerful, obviously having eaten and drunk her fill.
He heated up the meal for Wan Feng with great care.
"The meal is in the pot. Get up and eat by yourself. I'm going to work." After leaving a mark on someone's face, he left with a gust of fragrant wind.
Wan Feng didn't get up until after eight o'clock.
This was one of the few times he got up so late. He seemed to remember getting up so late the time he was at Zhang Xuan's house.
He put on his clothes and went to eat, then walked into his own small electronics factory.
My uncle is still working with those workers.
This small electronics factory has expanded a bit now. The number of workers has grown from a few to more than ten, and it has added one more product.
Those small portable single-player and tape recorders that can be worn around the waist.
Sales are very good.
Now, the daily output of the company exceeds 100 units, including both large and small ones, which can generate 6,000 to 7,000 yuan in profits for Wanfeng.
The profit is millions a year.
Wan Feng's task today is to go to the county town to buy a TV, and by the way, he entrusts Yan Ling to set up an advertising plan for him.
An advertisement for recruiting senior mechanical talents.
This advertisement should be broadcast not only on radio but also on television. It would be best if it could be broadcast in Bohai City or even Dongdan City. It would be even better if it could be broadcast on provincial-level radio and television stations.
Wan Feng wandered into the market and was lucky enough to see Xiao Jun appear there again driving his new bus.
Since he was just running around, Wan Feng climbed onto the bus.
Upon learning that Wan Feng was going to the county town, Xiao Jun turned on the steering wheel and drove towards the county town without saying a word.
"You should be driving home to break in your car, why are you always hanging around here in Wahou?"
"It's not like you haven't been to my place before. My old three-wheeled and four-wheeled vehicles could pass through that small street, but this thing can't stop. If it stops at the door, others can forget about walking."
Wan Feng thought of the narrow alley in front of Xiao Jun's house.
"Why don't you and your whole family settle down in Jiangwei? If you don't do it now while it's easier, it will be too late later."
"My second uncle has already moved his family here. I've discussed it with my father, but we haven't made up our minds yet."
Xiao Dexiang's entire family moved to Wahou? How come I haven't heard of it?
Wahou has now started to control household registration, and many people have settled here. However, unless you are a person with skills or special abilities, ordinary people really cannot settle here.
After the car arrived at Hongya, the first person Wan Feng went to find was Yan Ling.
His wife is in confinement, so he doesn’t have to observe confinement, right?
Yan Ling didn't really take a rest after giving birth, but was running errands at the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.
Wan Feng explained what he wanted, and Yan Ling agreed readily.
"Money isn't a problem. We don't need to release Hongya. We probably won't be able to recruit many high-level technicians. We'll mainly deploy it to Bohai and Dongdan. We'll want all kinds of high-level skilled workers. We can write down the salary issue and discuss it later."
After explaining the advertising matter, Wan Feng took generous gifts to visit his godfather Zhou Bingde and godmother, Jiang Hongguo and Xia Qiulong.
After everyone had finished watching, they went to the Wujiaohua store and bought three 17-inch Philips color TVs.
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