Tan Chun is a little worried now. The welfare factory, which was originally scheduled to be completed on September 1st, has been delayed because the cement road in front of the factory was not completed on schedule. This makes him very dissatisfied, and he is inspecting the cement road surface that has not yet been cured.
This cement road is the original dirt road in Waqiandui Village, which has been hardened and poured with high-grade cement.
However, due to the heavy rain last month, the construction period was delayed, otherwise the welfare factory would have been completed.
Now, it is estimated that it will take another three days to complete this road which is one and a half miles long.
Then the completion date will have to be changed to the 5th.
After the welfare factory was completed, he focused on the building of Tengfei Technical School, trying to complete the construction before the freezing weather.
He calculated that after building these three projects, including the nursing home, welfare factory and school, he could save 80,000 to 90,000 yuan after deducting all expenses.
This still shows that he has a kind heart.
The salaries paid by his engineering team can be said to be the highest in the entire Hongya construction industry.
For those working in his engineering team, the daily wage for skilled workers is now 11 yuan, and the daily wage for unskilled workers is 6 yuan.
This is much higher than others, and of course this is also the reason why he can quickly gather more than a hundred people.
Even so, these projects left him with a profit of more than 80,000 yuan.
He used to lead a small bricklaying team of more than ten people and only made three to two thousand yuan a year.
This amount he earned in one year is equivalent to what he could earn in thirty years working as a bricklayer.
No wonder having help from a noble person is the most important thing in fortune-telling. There is a world of difference between having help and having no help.
I made 80,000 this year, so it’s time to buy some things.
He has been wanting to buy a motorcycle for several years, and this time he can finally do it.
But a new worry arises: should I buy 70 or 100?
The Nanwan 100 is big, runs fast and steadily, and is stylish to ride.
But it consumes a lot of oil, and wastes two kinds of oil.
Although the Jiangwei 70 is small in size and runs slowly, it is fuel-efficient!
Oh no! What should I do?
Just as I was worrying, the pager rang.
Wan Feng asked him to buy the pager. It was on sale at the time and it cost 900 yuan.
He didn't mind the two thousand yuan for the pager, but he did mind the eighty yuan monthly service fee.
Why would I earn 80 yuan a month? Isn't it just answering the phone?
Besides, he only receives about ten or eight calls this month. Wow, one pager costs more than eight dollars, which is almost like robbery.
But he just thought about it in his heart and didn't tell anyone.
He is now twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and he knows that he can't say everything, especially complaints, otherwise he might offend others.
Mr. Wan? Mr. Wan can speak without restraint, do we dare to compete with him?
Who are they? Who are they to you?
Fortunately, Tan Chun has now begun to summarize his way of dealing with the world, otherwise if he expressed his opinion on the pager, Wan Feng would be able to betray him.
Is it easy for my wife to make some money? You guys are so funny!
The pager was made by Wan Feng using his office phone.
Tan Chun remembered this phone number firmly.
I said hello to the people working there and rode my bike to the Nanwan factory.
At the entrance of Nanwan Factory, I happened to see a truck loading motorcycles.
Tan Chun felt jealous and thought that he would have a motorcycle soon, so he had to ask his old classmate for help and it had to be cheap.
"Old classmate! Are you looking for me?"
"Old Tan, sit down."
Tan Chun was of course depressed. "I'm only 24 and I'm already Old Tan? How long will this end?"
"How is the welfare factory? You promised that it could be completed in September." Wan Feng took a pack of cigarettes from the drawer and threw it over.
Tan Chun took the cigarette and saw that it was red camellia.
After all, he is a rich man who smokes cigarettes that are not available on the market... Oh no, that's not right, he doesn't smoke?
Does this mean this cigarette is for me?
Tan Chun tore open the seal, took out a cigarette and lit it. He was too embarrassed to put the rest of the cigarettes into his pocket, so he just placed them in front of him.
"We guarantee delivery in September, no more than five days. Now all we need is a section of cement road in front of the welfare factory and the nursing home, and some finishing work inside the factory."
"Not bad, not bad. The progress is good. It would be great if the quality could keep up."
"Hey, old classmate, can you please stop beating around the bush? I'm not kidding at all. The materials I use are all real and the quality is top-notch."
"I didn't say your quality was bad, you're just admitting it yourself."
Tan Chun decided to go straight to the point and not waste time talking to this guy because he couldn't win the argument.
"Why are you looking for me? Even if you're anxious about the school, it's useless. I have to build it brick by brick."
"It's not about the school. This year you built a square meter building for the nursing home, a two-story building for the welfare factory, and a four-story building for the school. Starting next year, a seven- or eight-story building should be no problem, right?"
So we have to build a seven- or eight-story building?
"It should be fine."
Don’t be fooled by the height of the floors. In fact, in terms of craftsmanship, a three-story building and a five-story building are just a little taller, and there is no essential difference.
"That's easy. I'm going to build a dormitory building in Dongshan next spring, just south of the Dongshan community. I'll take you to see the terrain, and then you can make a budget."
Wan Feng stood up and wanted to take Tan Chun to Dongshan on a motorcycle.
When he saw Wan Feng pushing out a motorcycle and preparing to ride it, Tan Chun spoke up: "Old classmate! I want to buy a motorcycle too, is it okay with you?"
Wan Feng was stunned by this question. "You're asking me if it's okay to buy a motorcycle? What kind of question is that? Your money isn't mine, so why would I have any objection?"
"I'm afraid people will see me buying a motorcycle and gossip about me."
"Bullshit! The money is yours to spend whatever you want. What's it to them? Having a motorcycle is very convenient and suits your current status. After all, you're the construction team leader now. If you're worried about gossip, just say you bought it on credit from me."
This is a legitimate reason, on credit!
"I'll give you a factory price."
Because Nanwan AX100 has been in production for more than two years, various processes have become fully mature and the cost has been greatly reduced.
The cost of a car is now nearly 800 yuan lower than before, but the factory price has not changed much.
Tan Chun bought a car for five thousand yuan, but it started off badly. He almost pushed the wall when he started the car.
Wan Feng laughed so hard his stomach hurt: "This is a motorcycle, not a bulldozer!"
Before he could finish his words, Tan Chun came towards him on a motorcycle, scaring the guy so much that he was in a panic.
This is mainly a problem of panic. People who ride a motorcycle for the first time feel this way, and they want to squeeze the handlebars until water comes out.
It will become natural once you relax.
It took Tan Chun nearly ten minutes to calm himself down, and the car finally obeyed.
The two went to Dongshan to plan the land for building a dormitory building.
Tan Chun was in a hurry to run in his motorcycle, and after Wan Feng had finished the arrangements, he rode away on his motorcycle.
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