1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 78 A Sudden and Small Change
The next day, 6:30 in the morning.

With the arrival of a new round of passenger traffic, Dezhou Railway Station began to be crowded. In just one morning, the two reserved waiting rooms were completely full.

The black cars and extra-long awnings outside Yingbin Avenue caused traffic jams and caused quite a bit of disputes. Fortunately, She Shen and others were there to mediate and thus avoided various conflicts.

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12:10 noon.

A super-large group of tents was built in the center of the train station square. Although many passengers entering and leaving the station expressed dissatisfaction, after the guidance and explanation of the staff, most people expressed their understanding, and then followed the guidance to enter and exit the square in an orderly manner from both sides.

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14:20 in the afternoon.

Due to working non-stop for more than ten hours, the condition of the employees of Qingfeng Food inevitably deteriorated significantly. There were constant loopholes in the screening and diversion work at the railway station exit, and people began to walk in the rain one after another.

Just as Lu Yingying and others were trying to cheer themselves up and call on everyone to cheer up and hold on, nearly a hundred people suddenly poured into the train station - led by none other than Yan Laoxi.

These people were all cadres and members of the Xialiu Marketing Agency. They were not dressed very fancy, but with their active help, honest and simple faces, and authentic local accents, they quickly maintained the selection and drainage work.

In addition, after obtaining Lv Yingying's permission, half of these people began to take over the work of the on-site staff of Qingfeng Food. Except for the process of making food, the rest of the work such as settling the crowd, cleaning, and transporting raw materials was carried out in an orderly manner under the command of Yan Laoxi. They even helped a lot in easing the emotions of the crowd.

For a time, the work pressure at Qingfeng Food dropped sharply.

When asked why Xialiu Sales Agency suddenly appeared here, Yan Laoxi's answer was... someone entrusted him with the task.

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18:00 in the afternoon.

The number of people stranded at the railway station has reached 3400.

Some of the first batch of illegal taxis have returned. Nearly thirty vehicles carrying two or three hundred people left in a hurry... But such a small number is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket for the stranded people.

In addition, the lack of tents is also a big problem.

But more importantly...Qingfeng Food’s raw material inventory is close to bottoming out.

Just when Lu Yingying and others were getting anxious like ants on a hot pan, hesitating whether to lower the meal supply standard, Yang Mo, who had disappeared for a whole day, and Chen, a member of the service team, appeared in front of everyone in car 212 - followed by two vans full of gluten and chicken breast meatballs.

These two trucks of raw materials originally belonged to the Fifth Farm, but now they are owned by Qingfeng Food.

In fact, it's not just these two trucks of raw materials. As long as there is a need on site, it would be no problem to pull ten more trucks over - just this afternoon, Qingfeng Food signed a contract with the Fifth Farm to purchase 50 tons of food raw materials at a low price.

The reason why this order was quickly concluded at a price that satisfied both parties was entirely because Zhang Jun, the fat boy from the Linpan Oilfield, made a lot of efforts in it - although he was just a small clerk in the Asset Management Department, his father was much more powerful than him.

The reason why the little fat boy put in so much effort and even asked his father for help was not entirely because Yang Mo sent Bao Shuxian to be a lobbyist early in the morning.

In the words of the little fat man himself…When we are in this world, we must leave something behind before we disappear into oblivion.

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Day 7, 00: AM
Looking at the crowd that almost filled the entire square, not only Lu Yingying and Lao Ding, but even Yang Mo frowned.

This increase in numbers was somewhat unexpected.

Needless to say, there must be a lot of people who have sneaked in who don't actually need any special help and just want to take advantage of others.

But the problem is... you can't pick them out one by one now.

In fact, if you just want to take advantage of it, eat a few fried skewers, and get a free ticket home, it would be fine. Yang Mo, who has prepared enough ammunition, doesn't care about the extra loss.

But if the venue is not enough, it will be a bit life-threatening - you can't occupy all the streets outside, right? That would be a big problem!
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7: 20.

Just as Yang Mo was looking at the square where there was almost no place to stand, hesitating whether to use his trump card at all costs.

With a few sudden brakes, several buses were blocked on Yingbin Avenue outside the train station.

Seeing the bus parked right behind the black car, She Shen, who hadn't slept well for two nights, couldn't help but feel a little agitated - he had had a lot of conflicts with these bus drivers in the past two days, and looking at the parking position, there was no doubt that the other party was looking for trouble again today.

Sighing tiredly, She Shen rubbed his face, put on a smile and walked towards the other party... There was no way, after all, he was the one who was in the wrong in this matter. After all, there were these black cars blocking the way, and those buses could only drop off passengers every two hundred meters. But for that damn "public relations event", he could only put on a smiling face and act like a grandson.

Unexpectedly, he had only taken two steps when he saw several drivers open their car doors and jump out at the same time.

Seeing this, She Shen's heart skipped a beat... It's over, people are going to get serious with you today.

But unexpectedly, the leading driver first asked the passengers to get off, then pretended to walk around the front of the car twice, and then exclaimed: "Oh no, the car broke down and can't go back!"

The other drivers followed suit and shook their heads: "It's broken, the car broke down, we can't go back...then so-and-so, call the company and report it later."

She Shen frowned, thinking that these guys were going to blackmail him, when the leading driver came over, looked him up and down, and snorted coldly: "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Eh? ?

She Shen was stunned, then took out one and handed it over.

The driver took one look and said, "Oh, Moju? Sure!"

As he said that, he grabbed the whole pack of cigarettes. Seeing the other party's behavior, She Shen's face was gloomy. When he was about to say something, the leading driver snorted again: "Stupid ass... Don't you see that these cars are all broken... It's raining today, and the company may not come to repair it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow... These two days, you help us take care of the cars... Do you understand!?"

She Shen was stunned, his face full of disbelief.

The driver cursed again when he saw this, and then turned around to call his colleagues: "Let's go! Let's go! The car broke down, and it's raining today... Let's find a place to warm ourselves by the fire!"

Seeing those drivers leaving with umbrellas in hand, She Shen was overjoyed: "Hurry up and get some people, find some rain blankets and bamboo poles, and turn these five buses into rain shelters!"

Hearing She Shen's roar from afar, the drivers turned their heads to look, snorted, and then laughed and cursed: "Damn it, we took the risk of being scolded, but in the end we only got half a bag of black chrysanthemum... What a loss!"

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7: 30.

Just when Lu Yingying and others were still puzzled by the sudden appearance of a 30-meter-long awning outside.

Suddenly, some individual passengers started pouring into the entrance of the train station.

These individual passengers are very strange. They don’t seem to have any luggage with them and don’t look like they are here to take the train.

And their subsequent actions also proved that they were not there to take the bus.

They were seen walking around the crowded square twice like curious babies, standing on tiptoe from time to time to take a look at what was going on inside.

After walking around, these people looked around and gathered in front of the Mo Mo Bai Zha store without any prior arrangement.

"Boss, give me five boxes... no, six boxes of fried skewers!" After looking at the price on the sign, a man in work clothes took out money from his pocket.

Old Ding, with two dark circles under his eyes, put down his work, wiped his hands on his apron, and said with an embarrassed look: "I'm sorry, sir... I really can't spare the time to fry anything for you right now... How about you come back in a few days?"

The man looked at the pot full of gluten in the oil pan, but smiled: "It's okay, boss, I'll give you the money first... Just write me a note and bring it with you to eat later."

Then, without saying anything, he put the money on the counter.
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Looking at those tickets, Lao Ding was a little confused. He had been doing business for so many years, but he had never seen such behavior.

Just as he was about to say something, a girl who looked like a college student handed him a five-dollar bill with a smile: "Boss, give me five boxes too, for later consumption... just write me a note."

As if inspired, the people behind piled up their money:
"Boss, I want ten boxes...write me a note!"

"Boss, I want four boxes... Write me a note... Just recognize this note when the time comes!"

"Boss, I want eight boxes..."

Lao Ding's brain suddenly stopped working due to this incomprehensible operation. Seeing more and more people gathering around him, he was about to say something.

As the crowd parted, an old man carrying a toolbox came up, and then tremblingly reached into his arms, took out a plastic bag, and then spread a pile of coins inside in front of Lao Ding.

One cent,
Five points,

Two points,

one cent……

It took the old man a full minute to count the pile of shredded bills.

"Boss, here is one dollar and thirty-seven cents in total. I want to buy a box of fried skewers...is that okay?" Picking up the pile of coins again, the old man had a hint of embarrassment on his face, but there was a hint of hope in his voice.

Old Ding glanced at the old man's rough hands with black grease on his fingertips, and his eyes fell on the old wooden box on his shoulder.

Not surprisingly, this is an old man who makes a living by shining shoes...

He had seen many people like this. On weekdays, they basically just had a steamed bun and a cup of boiled water for a meal, and they celebrated the New Year with some pickles and egg soup.

How could someone like this, who is struggling at the bottom of society, be willing to spend a whole dollar to buy a box of fried skewers?
With deep confusion, Lao Ding stared at the old man with an inquiring look.

Seeing that Lao Ding didn't answer, the old man pushed the coin in his hand forward and asked in an almost pleading tone: "Boss, I can only afford one box of fried skewers... Is that okay?"

Catching a glimpse of the sadness mixed with inferiority in the old man's eyes, Lao Ding felt as if he had been hit by a hammer. He accidentally glanced at the newspaper under the old man's armpit and the eye-catching title...

"Okay~! Brother, I'll write this to you... With this note, you can have a delicious meal of fried skewers at any time and in any store... and eat until you're full!" Old Ding, who understood something, buried his head and wrote quickly on the paper, his tone trembling slightly.

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"Why...is this happening?"

Seeing more and more "individual customers" pouring into the train station, paying in the shops and makeshift outlets and returning happily with a receipt, Miss Mu, who was standing next to Yang Mo, was full of doubt in her tone.

Hearing this, Yang Mo sighed, and was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. Then he handed over the newly bought newspaper in his hand: "Because of this."

Muliya took the newspaper and immediately saw a huge news commentary on the middle page.

"The business is not peaceful, but the disease is good news - fortunately, we can still see the light!"

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Seeing this bold title, Mu Liya's pupils shrank, and then she read it carefully...

(End of this chapter)