Going back to the old days of hunting at sea

Chapter 871 It doesn’t matter, nothing can be done
"Eh? Uncle Yaozu, why is your train of thought different from others?"

"This news first spread inside the flocking factory. Many people heard that they couldn't change it after they bought it, so they stopped buying it."

Chen Hui definitely won’t sell the house.

But he was very curious about what Chen Yaozu was thinking.

"After living in the alley for a long time, I really think that houses on the street are more comfortable to live in!"

"If you say something that will get you beaten, the old lady in that house is already living one day at a time."

"After a few years when the people are gone, who will care whether you want to demolish or rebuild?"

"I bought this house from the old lady, not from her children. They have no say in it."

Chen Yaozu explained in a low voice, and then asked: "How about you? Do you want to transfer? You can make 2,000 yuan by transferring one hand. Isn't this much easier than going out to sea?"

"You can figure it out, why can't I figure it out?"

Chen Hui smiled harmlessly.

Chen Yaozu was so angry that he wanted to hit him.

He Laiyun will come to renovate the house in the afternoon, and Chen Hui will go there after sending An Wenjing to the examination room.

Chen Yaozu asked Tang Yuqiong to go back to the hotel first, and he insisted on going over to take a look.

Seeing that Chen Hui was already remodeling it, he pulled him aside and asked, "Didn't you say that the old lady didn't allow it to be remodeled?"

"I only changed the inside and didn't change the outside. Once the door is closed, who knows what's going on inside?"

"I discussed the matter with her sons. If there is a quarrel in the future, her two sons will solve it."

After hearing what Chen Hui said, Chen Yaozu was so jealous that his heart was about to burst.

"Why do you pick up all the good things?"

"You don't need to make money yourself. The God of Wealth is chasing you and giving you money."

Chen Yaozu sighed and went back to the hotel to continue working.

Chen Hui stood here and watched He Laiyun and the others work.

After staring for a while, he felt a little bored and asked He Laiyun with a smile: "Master He, is there anything I can do this afternoon?"

"Have you forgotten about anything since you've been away from work for so long? You were supposed to give us snacks and cigarettes this afternoon."

He Laiyun didn't bother to be polite with him.

"Yes, yes, yes! I still have something important to do."

"Then I'll arrange it right away, you guys go ahead and get busy!"

Chen Hui was worried that he had no excuse to leave, so he agreed, took the motorcycle keys and left.

Let’s go to the snack bar not far away first.

Each worker was given a bowl of mixed noodles and a fried egg.

Pointing in the direction of his home, he said, "Boss, it's the small house next to the department store. Can you help me take it there?"

"Okay! No problem!"

"Don't worry, I'll send it to the chefs as soon as I'm done mixing it."

There were not many guests in the afternoon.

The boss is particularly enthusiastic towards people, so running errands is easier.

"thank you boss."

Chen Hui took money out of his pocket.

After thinking for a while he asked again:

"Boss, I'll just give you a week's pay first."

"Can you help me deliver it in the afternoons these days?"

"It's the same as today, a bowl of mixed noodles with a fried egg on top."

The boss moved quickly, gathering a ball of noodles and throwing them into the big aluminum pot.

He looked up at Chen Hui and asked, "Boss, are your family members working for you?"

"No, we hired a few masters to do the work." Chen Hui said.

The boss didn't stop moving his hands.

He put a few more noodles in, covered the pot, and advised sincerely:
"The workers we hired were paid for their work."

"You don't need to add an egg every day. Having a bowl of mixed noodles is good enough."

"I see many families cook some noodles and dried vermicelli with pickled vegetables as snacks, and they are not willing to add even a little more oil."

Chen Hui could see that this boss was a real person.

He patiently explained: "It doesn't matter. An egg doesn't cost much more. The workers are happy with the food and their work is done better."

"That's true."

The boss thought about it and realized that this was the truth. Or maybe people in this era were just simple-minded.

If you are nice to others, they will be nice to you.

Decades later, decorating a house still requires a lot of wits and courage.

Chen Hui paid for a week's worth of snacks.

Then he rode a motorcycle and strolled around the county town.

When I passed by the telecommunications bureau, I remembered that I needed to move my home phone.

Park the car and look inside the door.

"What are you looking at, young man?"

The old man in the security room was basking in the sun at the door.

Seeing Chen Hui peeking out, he stood up from the small stool and asked loudly.

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"Uncle, it's already this late, why does it look like no one is at work?" Chen Hui asked.

"What kind of work do you have today, Sunday? Besides, what do you want?"

The old man looked Chen Hui up and down.

It seems like this young man has nothing to do with the unit.

"I want to move the telephone from this house to that house in the village?"

"Who should I ask to do this? Will you come on Monday?" Chen Hui asked.

"Do you work for the village community?"

"No, just an ordinary villager."

"Can ordinary villagers afford a telephone?"

The old man muttered quietly.

He waved his hands and said, "It can't be done. You don't have to come. Once the phone is installed, it can't be moved. It's where it is."

"Uncle, please don't lie to me!" said Chen Hui.

"Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, come and ask yourself tomorrow."

The old man ignored Chen Hui and sat aside to continue basking in the sun.

Seeing him like this, Chen Hui knew that what the old man said was probably true.

Forget it, let’s go through the back door.

How come the unhealthy trend of "it doesn't matter but things can't be done" started so early?

Chen Hui complained in his heart.

I rode my bike past the supply and marketing cooperative and went in to buy a few packs of cigarettes for today.

I had a key sharpened at a small stall next to the supply and marketing cooperative.

When I returned to the small house, several workers were chatting and laughing while eating afternoon snacks.

Look, Chen Hui is back.

He Laiyun asked loudly: "Chen Hui, where have you been? The boss just said he would send you a bowl of noodles, but you were not here."

The original earthen stove had been smashed, and the hall on the first floor was in a mess.

He Laiyun and the workers sat on the stairs in scattered locations.

Chen Hui handed the cigarette to He Laiyun and asked him to distribute it.

He smiled and said, "I can't work, so I'll just walk around and take a look."

"As long as you know how to make money, you will have no shortage of work to do it."

"Speaking of which, I feel really bad about my day. I ate one of your candied haws in the morning and had such a delicious snack in the afternoon."

He Laiyun said this as he distributed the cigarettes to the workers.

He didn't plan to take his own bag and handed it back to Chen Hui.

"I'm sorry, but it's not that big of a deal. Take it!"

"I'm going to pick up my wife. I'll give you a key. When you're done, close the door and leave."

"I'll try to come earlier tomorrow. If I'm late, you guys can do the work on your own."

As Chen Hui spoke, he took out the key he had just sharpened from his pocket.

He tried it on the door lock, made sure there was no problem, and handed the key to He Laiyun.

"Chen Hui, you can't try your best!"

"After we dismantle the stove in the afternoon, we can use the dirt to make tiles."

“We’re going to change the direction of the stairs tomorrow morning, so you have to come early!
(End of this chapter)