After Teng Fei got off the car, Jiang Ming couldn't help but ask, "My nephew, what name did you just tell him..."
"Haha, Uncle Jiang, next time you meet someone outside, try not to tell them your real name if possible. Don't even tell them your home address. We're not trying to deceive anyone, but just in case."
Although it was a simple era, people should not be too naive.
People eat all kinds of grains, and there are naturally good and bad ones. We don't want to harm others, but we also shouldn't easily leave loopholes for bad people to exploit.
Wan Feng left Teng Fei a pseudonym for other purposes, but whether it could be used was a matter of two years.
Two days later, Wan Feng and Jiang Ming got off at Gai County Railway Station, then took a three-hour bus and returned to Hongya at three o'clock in the afternoon.
Without stopping at Hongya, I took a late bus to Qingshan Town and arrived at Xiaogushan, and then rode a motorcycle to Xiao Jun's house.
"Fuck! You're still using this thing?" Jiang Ming exclaimed at Wan Feng's motorcycle.
"It's a scrapped old car. I spent some money to repair it. You can sit tight in the truck bed."
Don't expect to cross the river with this thing. It's flood season now, and the water level of the river is very high. The chassis of the three-wheeled motorcycle itself is not high, so it will definitely die in the river if it tries to cross it.
Wan Feng rode his motorcycle around the Warrior Commune and returned to Jiangwei via the Big 6.
As soon as he entered Xiaoshutun, Wanfeng felt that the air was particularly fresh, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, and the sun was shining brightly.
Wan Feng rode his bike back to his grandmother's house first, gave her the letter his mother had sent for her, and kept half of the fungus he brought back.
Then he rode a motorcycle to Luan Feng's house.
When the motorcycle stopped in front of Luan Feng's house, a large number of heads popped out from the workshop.
"Director, your bad guy is back!" Someone shouted.
Luan Feng, who was accompanying a customer who came to pick up goods in the finished product warehouse, ignored the customer when she heard this, and rushed out like a wild horse, flying towards Wan Feng who had just come out of the cab.
"Damn it, you want to eat people!"
Wan Feng's back was pushed directly onto the motorcycle cab by the momentum of the tiger woman, and the motorcycle was almost overturned.
Jiang Ming also jumped out of the car.
"My partner is a little bit stupid, Uncle Jiang, please forgive me for making fun of you."
Luan Feng rolled her eyes at Wan Feng fiercely and said, "You are the one who is stupid!"
"This is my uncle Jiang, an educated youth from Harbin. We lived across from each other in Longjiang. This time he came with me to pick up some goods."
"Hello, Uncle Jiang, welcome." Luan Feng has been influenced by Wan Feng over the past year and can now say a few polite words.
"Nephew, this is your garment factory."
"It's just a larger clothing store. Please come in!"
The three of them entered the yard and were surprised to find that the women in the window were actually using their fingers to stroke their faces from top to bottom in unison.
This was a gesture that metaphorically expressed shame, and was naturally directed at Luan Feng.
"Put your head back and work!" Luan Feng roared.
Immediately there was no head left on the window.
"You accompany Uncle Jiang to take a look, I still have customers." Luan Feng remembered that some customers were still in the finished product warehouse, so she hurried into the finished product warehouse.
Wan Feng accompanied Jiang Ming into the workshop.
"There are so many people here. This is no longer a clothing store, it's a small clothing factory."
“There doesn’t seem to be much difference between a small garment factory and a large garment store.”
Jiang Ming walked around the workshop and exclaimed in admiration: "I didn't expect you to have such good vision. When you were a kid, you had a runny nose and were naked..."
"Uncle Jiang, stop, let's not talk about hours later, okay?" Wan Feng quickly interrupted Jiang Ming.
There was laughter in the workshop.
"I didn't expect it, young people are really formidable!"
Jiang Ming sighed and stopped in front of Li Erman's machine that made ski jackets.
"Hey, isn't this for winter? Why are you still making winter cotton-padded jackets now?"
"This is a ski jacket, specially prepared for young people in winter. It's too late to make it in winter. The young people in Bohai City recognize this thing."
"Winter in Bohai is only a few days long, but winter in Harbin is long. This product has a big market in Harbin."
Jiang Ming stretched out his hand and pinched it: "Oh, no, it's a bit thin. With the temperature in Heilongjiang in winter, this thickness is not suitable."
"If your business sells well, I can thicken it and add another layer of cotton inside. Let's go to the finished product warehouse and take a look."
The customer in the finished goods warehouse had already picked out his clothes and was settling the bill with Luan Feng.
"The total is two hundred and eleven yuan, just give me two hundred and ten." Luan Feng calculated the bill and reported the amount.
The customer also calculated it and then paid.
Luan Feng helped him carry the bag of clothes out
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