It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 373 Our boss has been promoted again!

"where?"

Lao Cao was confused.

This guy can't be talking about the newspaper office in the city!

Your grandma is so crazy about you that you even have to rob a newspaper office in order to create a few firecrackers!

The gangster nature will not change!
"What are you talking about, the commune central school!" Lao Zhang's eyes flashed. "Don't you remember that a few years ago, those kids made trouble and took all the tattered books from each village to the school... Later, I asked the principal to Stop him and stuff him in the school warehouse!"

"You didn't tell me earlier!" Lao Cao scratched his head, "There is such a thing, I just don't know if they are willing to sell it to us."

"Try it. If it doesn't work, go to Director Yang. He is the leader of the commune, so no one should give him face!"

"I'm telling you, don't think that you have done a lot of credit for saving Director Yang's wife. You have to go to other people's houses to ask for this or that. As time goes by, they will get annoyed. You don't do good deeds just to get something in return. Remember?"

"I know, I was too embarrassed to tell him that Fu Cai couldn't drive a car..."

"That's right. It's so easy to talk when you're in a hurry to ask for help. People originally thought you were good, but you always come to bother them. This good point is gradually worn away..."

"Yes, yes, everything you said is right, go to the commune quickly!"

Old Zhang scratched his head with a frown. This old man was speaking with great truth!

Come on, smash your broken radio!

He picked up his whip and drove the carriage to the commune.

Now that all the production teams have taken a break for the winter, the old and young men gathered together to push Pai Gow to fill the big hole. Although there were not many winners or losers, they did not do anything serious. Only the second horse stand was stunned by Sun Jianping, who all stared blankly. Go out to work before dawn!

Make money!
Who has a grudge against money?

On the deserted road, only Lao Cao and Lao Zhang drove the carriage and ran happily to the commune!
Although the weather is cold, their hearts are warm!

Wouldn't it be nice to wait until the twelfth lunar month comes and sell the firecrackers to make a good sum of money and share it with everyone during the New Year?

"There is an old saying that goes like this: There are thousands of people in a family but one person is in charge. You see, since Jianping came, our village has changed a lot. In the past, you had to shout at the top of your lungs when you went to work. Now look at it, everyone is staring. Work with your eyes in mind..."

Zhang Ziyi shook his riding whip and praised Sun Jianping without hesitation.

"That's right. I think Jianping is doing a good job. Now he has assembled 100,000 firecrackers. When they are sold before the new year, they can be sold to supply and marketing cooperatives or sold at fairs. It can be done in any way. We’ll give you about three thousand yuan, keep half of it when we get another cow, and divide the remaining one thousand and fifty yuan into ten or twenty yuan for the family. It’ll be great to have a good year!”

"It's not that bad. It's like Xiao Xishan. When it gets cold, it's like a cat's winter. It's a waste of time!"

"Don't mention them, I will stand up as soon as I hear about them!"

"Then what are you talking about? Your old son has packed up his new house and is getting married?"

Zhang Ziyi smiled and joked, and Lao Cao also laughed, "Jianping and Xiaoqian are a perfect pair. They look like the people walking down the painting..."

"The educated youths in our village are all trying to catch birds. Wang Jingang from the old Xu family, Liu Fengxia, Tian Guangming... they are struggling so hard that they are smoking, but they still don't give up. They always want to Just run outside..."

"Don't talk about others, we couldn't stay here when we were young, we would go out every once in a while..."

The two of them talked about the past.

"Du Zhenghai, Lao Du, let me kick you into the water and drown you!"

"I guess he seems to know something. If you let it slip, all of us will have to suffer... In recent years, we have also broken off from our old brothers in other places. I have contacted them, but I don’t know how they are doing.”

Lao Cao looked up at the sky, his mind went back to decades ago, and he sighed quietly.

The days go by so fast!
"What else can we do? Except for those who followed the big shopkeeper, all of them are now too old to make any big splash!" "I heard on the radio that our big shopkeeper has been promoted again..." The old man Cao took out his cigarette pouch and lit a pot, "I was so suffocated in the village that I didn't even dare to take a cigarette!"

"If you get promoted, just get promoted. Let's follow the bright road of others. Let's live our own poor life, and we won't have much to do with each other in the future! Give me some of your tobacco leaves, don't eat alone!"

"Fuck, bake it yourself!"

"It's not easy to smoke when I grill it. It smells spicy..."

Both of them lowered their heads, smoking and rolling cigarettes. The only sound was the crunching sound of the carriage wheels on the ice and snow road.

When he arrived at the school, Lao Cao took out a box of Yunyan, and after a warm chat with the old janitor, he finally entered the courtyard of the Central School.

Duerji School is a consistent school with elementary, junior high and high school education. Children from dozens of miles away used to come here to attend school. However, since each brigade started its own elementary school last year, the number of students here has decreased. A lot.

The school was also on holiday, and everything was deserted. Zhang Ziyi drove his carriage to the door of the school warehouse, and the old janitor ran to find the new principal.

The previous principal was fired for writing something outrageous. The new principal's surname was Xiao. He was about forty years old and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He looked gentle and elegant. When he saw Lao Cao coming over, he hurriedly shook hands with him.

"Party Secretary Cao is such a rare guest. Come to my office and feel warm!"

Principal Xiao warmly invited.

The office was very large, with an iron stove in the middle. A connected tin stove tube was passed out through the window. The fire in the stove was blazing, making the room steaming.

Principal Xiao poured a glass of water for each of them, "Zhi Shu Cao must have something to do when he comes to my place on such a cold day. Is it something about your granddaughter's schooling?"

"My girl has to wait until the second half of next year to go to school. Come on, let's come. We want to buy some paper from you."

Buy paper?

Principal Xiao leaned back on his chair and looked at the little old man in front of him with a playful expression, "Uncle Cao, don't be kidding. You have to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy paper. How can anyone come to school to buy paper!"

"It's not the paper I used, it's the paper!"

"Which one?"

Principal Xiao was also confused.

"That's right. Don't you have a batch of confiscated books in your warehouse? We are currently making firecrackers during the winter. We have no paper, so we are thinking of going to your place for fun. Look at this..."

"Ah, you are talking about those confiscated poisonous weeds! Such a roundabout way...I thought you came to us to buy paper!" Principal Xiao smiled, "I have long wanted to get rid of that batch of books. The warehouse is of no use, but we have to keep it in mind. After all, it is a school asset, and I, the principal, can't just give it to you for nothing, otherwise it will be difficult to account for it."

"Nephew, can you look at these?"

Lao Cao has been dealing with this group of people for a long time. He just wants to take advantage of the opportunity to make some points!
He took out a prepared red envelope and said, "We are looking forward to the Chinese New Year. It is not easy to buy a pack of cigarettes for my nephew to smoke after he has been tired for a year..."

Principal Xiao took the red envelope, opened it, looked at the amount inside, smiled with satisfaction, and stuffed it into his pocket, "Uncle Cao must be fair to us. I've been exhausted all year long, and no one said a word to me. Well, I ended up complaining all over... Let's go to the warehouse and take a look! It's time to clean up that pile of junk."

Lao Cao followed Principal Xiao into the central school's warehouse.

As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by a musty smell that almost knocked several people out!
This smell...

"I still have something to do over there. Could you please Uncle Cao, please do something and we'll take care of it!" Principal Xiao waved his hand, "Just close the door before you leave."

"Thank you, nephew!"

Lao Cao smiled and waved his hand!

"Good guy!"

The two of them entered the warehouse and took a look, my God!
The books, calligraphy, paintings, and newspapers collected are piled up like a mountain!
It hit the roof directly!
(End of this chapter)