My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 18 I'll mess with you
Weidong's business philosophy is fundamentally different from that of You Qili and others.

He never thought of digging up a golden doll with one hoe. As long as he was sure that the business was legal, he would do it slowly and steadily.

Even when talking to the Hongguang Metal Factory, he didn't lie about the price. You don't know the market price, so even if you find out the quoted price later, you can still say that you only sold it for 1,800 or 1,900 yuan.

Anyway, it's a one-way transaction, so why do you care where I sell it?

In short, you only do work that is within your financial means, and do all the errands and moving yourself.

comfortable.

What's left is pure tourism with more than 7,000 yuan in my pocket.

Weidong bought a pair of knee pads for the sports team in the provincial capital in July and August to wear on his thighs. His mother sewed a few cloth bags between the two layers of knee pads and tied them around his thighs!
It's very stable and safe, but I feel uncomfortable wearing it in such hot weather that I even get prickly heat on my thighs.

But that is also a happy prickly heat, caused by money.

Weidong was asked to wear it on different legs. This time he even bought a new pair of leg guards and asked a roadside tailor from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to sew them on him. He could wear one or two thousand yuan worth of leg guards on his calves.

It didn't cost much actually.

The two guys basically started their crazy travel mode.

We didn't go directly to Shanghai. We first went back to see the West Lake in Zhejiang, and then went to Jianan Lake to see the former site of the Revolutionary Conference. We only spent half an hour in the ancient town with small bridges, flowing water and houses, and felt that there was nothing to see. What was written in Lu Xun's textbook? But we went to Suzhou via the long-distance bus station.

The purpose was not to see the famous gardens, but to walk along the villages and towns along the way and observe how developed this famous developed area has become.

Even in the 1980s when the economy was generally underdeveloped, the economic situation in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai was much better than that in the southwestern basin.

A small factory can withdraw several thousand yuan at any time. She asked Weidong to hand over the seventeen thousand yuan. The aunt was so happy that she called the factory director and the finance department to come and collect it quickly, as it was too hot to handle.

The main thing is to collect various industrial and commercial information to see what is needed here.

From You Qili's pamphlet to their love of big talk and boasting, Wei Dong discovered that the style of this richest man seemed not so down-to-earth.

He always wanted to do something earth-shattering, but he had never seriously investigated how many factories and products there were in Jiangzhou, the nearest provincial capital.

Tax inspectors know that they need to check door to door to see how many enterprises there are in the area and how much production and sales there are.

Weidong was still influenced by his surroundings in this regard.

It’s just that the areas of Suzhou and Hangzhou are too “developed”. In the inconspicuous villages and towns, there are factories and workshops like this. The scale may not be large, but all walks of life are doing it, and many of them are already privately owned.

Far ahead of the southwest region.

It's dizzying and easy to get distracted.

So after two days of wandering around, I decided to check in at the Gusu Gardens, which I couldn't understand, and then headed straight to Shanghai.

By the West Lake, Weidong saw a camera for sale, a domestically made one priced at 150 yuan. He was tempted to buy one but didn't buy it. It wasn't because he was reluctant to spend the money, but because it was too eye-catching.

When he returned to the city, he was definitely the brightest guy in the whole GAI.

This is incompatible with the identity of a porter. If someone investigates his source of income, he will go to jail.

He is absolutely cautious in this regard, and the real thing is to make big money quietly.

As a result, Hu Hai was dazzled and Goudan couldn't move his legs while standing on Su Jing Road.

Weidong felt as if he had seen the bustling and prosperous future.

Or maybe in forty years, this place will still look like this with some modern details added on.

So with the help of the letter of introduction, the two of them spent three or four days in Shanghai, took a group photo on the Bund, and waited to get the developed photos before returning to the southwest.

Goudan didn't even ask why they had to carry such heavy things. He ate every meal without leaving a single drop, and was happy to let Weidong take the ferry to stay in a country hotel across from the Bund every day.

In the color photo, he was so happy that he held his childhood friend on his shoulders and took a photo on horseback. Weidong taught him to hold up two fingers and make a "V" sign. I don't know why, but he did it very seriously and his lips were almost cracked.

I didn’t buy anything.

I changed into an outfit that was as ordinary and inconspicuous as possible, a gray-green military uniform with dark blue police pants and Liberation shoes that were quite fashionable in the district and county at that time.

Even so, Goudan felt that his new clothes were very fashionable and he was eager to go back to the countryside to show them off.

As a result, Weidong told me not to tell anyone that I went to Shanghai. He told me to keep the photo and if anyone asked, just say that I went out to work. The 150 yuan was for the bacon, and I should take the 100 yuan back and save it for your mother to get married.

After hearing this, Goudan stubbornly refused to talk to Weidong and refused to take the hundred yuan.

We ate and drank well along the way, and nothing happened for the next seven or eight days.

Do I have to pay to wander around and see the big city?

Is this fair?

You look down on me. What do you think of me? We are brothers who grew up wearing open-crotch pants!
He started his journey home in a huff, but luckily he still had to buy food to eat. However, he insisted on giving all the pork in the train lunch box to Weidong.

It expresses my angry attitude that I won’t eat your meat.

But Weidong had no appetite when he saw the meat skin without any hair washed off.

His eating habits and living habits were influenced by later generations, and his habits of washing his face and feet every day and changing his underwear frequently have continued.

It's not impossible to sleep in the open air, but as long as you have the conditions, you should not force yourself to do so. It's not like you're short of money.

That's why I rented houses in both the provincial capital and the city, so I could always have a place to stay and live comfortably. Now I'm speechless, so when I get to the provincial capital, I'll buy some things to take back with me.

But he emphasized: "Don't give the things to that hag Li Erfeng. Keep them for your mother as your belongings for marrying a wife. Don't touch my feet!"

Goudan also had a few dollars on him and asked Weidong to teach him how to hide the money in his calf guards. This guy loved to touch his shin guards for no reason, as if he was afraid that others would not know where the money was hidden.

Especially after returning to the wholesale market near the provincial capital's wharf, the pickpocket he met last June left a deep impression on Weidong.

So since he opened up the factory sales market on the other side of the river, he basically doesn't come here.

But it is obvious that the public security situation seems to have improved a bit.

There was also a court notice posted outside the gate of the wholesale market, with names listed one by one in black letters on a white background, but only a big blood-red "√" was marked on the two words "This cloth" at the bottom!
All the names that are circled with red lines will go to see King Yama.

Deserve it.

But Wei Dong still felt creepy when he saw the occasional economic criminals who disrupted the economic order. The more than 7,000 yuan on his thigh reminded him that he was standing on the edge of a knife at any time.

Beautiful new quilt covers and pillowcases, clothes for middle-aged and elderly people, and a set of pots and cookware cost almost a hundred yuan.

Each person carried a set back to Shangzhou.

Then I kicked Goudan onto the bus at the bus station and told him to hide the money. I will go back during the Spring Festival to slaughter the New Year pig and smoke bacon. You can chop some green charcoal and prepare it first.

Goudan pouted as if he had suffered a great injustice: "Can't I stay in the city with you? I will definitely work hard and just have enough to eat!"

Wei Dong felt that he was dazzled: "Let's talk about it after the Spring Festival. Why would we go to the provincial capital without bacon? I put a piece of Jiaxiu in my bag. Remember to honor your father."

Goudan gritted his teeth and nodded, saying okay, but it was unknown how much he could understand.

Weidong took a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes he bought in the provincial capital. This was the high-end cigarette in his mind. Throughout the 1990s, this was the standard for doing business in counties and cities.

Forty yuan is actually higher than many people’s monthly salary.

Hide it in that set of pots, pans, and bedding and go back.

But when he knocked on the door, his mother said, "Your father went to work. How come he's been gone for ten days? Teacher Shi and we were so worried!"

Wei Dong was hit by two consecutive sticks and stumbled back: "Go to work? What work? Teacher Shi!"

Then his mother added: "Comrade Dong also comes every day to ask when you will be back, and helps me with the housework every day. Look, she put all these things away for me. She also said that when the contract ends this month, we can move in with her. There is a vacant house and it's free."

Wei Dong was baffled: "Which Comrade Dong?"

His mother didn't think much of these city women: "It's the comrade who was bullied by the dead plague in the alley and you rescued her. She was so enthusiastic."

Oh, Weidong almost forgot about this salesperson: "This kind of salesperson says one thing to one person and another to another. Don't believe her. What's the point of going to work?"

His mother couldn't help laughing: "Teacher Shi, her family works for a large company nearby. She asked your dad to be the doorman. He gets a salary of 30 yuan and can eat company meals. He's really living off the government!"

Weidong was shocked, but history still went on as planned. After all, he saved the old woman surnamed Shi, so her father still gave the job of guarding the gate to our family.

Does this help me solve my worries?

Xiang Xiang nodded: "Okay, I'll let Dad take this cigarette to thank Director Shi later... Oh, he hasn't..." He's not the boss yet.

At this time, there was a slight knock at the door, which made Weidong turn around and open the door. It was indeed the female salesperson.

The frown on his face suddenly brightened with surprise: "You're back!"

Weidong had discovered before that workers in a trading company actually had work clothes, which was rare in the entire prefecture-level city and even the provincial capital. This time when he went to the Sujing Road department store in Shanghai, he saw it occasionally.

The two women basically wear those gray work clothes to work, so they rarely pay attention to their figure. Now, a small floral shirt is so stretched that the buttons are about to pop off.

Hey, hey, hey, this young woman is really not shy at all, making Weidong dazzled: "Ah, are you moving things? Let's go."

Just block the door and don't let the other person in.

After all, there are a lot of new things here, and anyone who sees them will subconsciously wonder where they come from.

Unexpectedly, Dong Xueying squeezed forward and said politely: "Auntie, I'll ask Weidong to help me do something..."

Almost sent Weidong flying.

The young man came out with a red face!

Unexpectedly, the woman immediately changed her face back to one of deep sorrow and resentment as she came out: "Can you accompany me to Pingjing?"

There is also a bit of the delicate feeling of Xizi holding her heart.

If Rang Weidong was really an innocent 19-year-old boy, he would probably have nodded vigorously.

But now, he felt as if he were soaked in ice water, and the heat instantly disappeared: "What are you going to do?"

Dong Xueying was short, but she held her head high and said firmly, "Complain!"

Damn, this is a petition to the emperor, only the devil would accompany you to petition!

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