Not only is the situation inside Pierre Cardon great, it's the same outside the company.
As long as they have something to do with Ning Weimin, everyone seems to have good luck.
This is the case in the Temple of Heaven Park, the Tan Palace Restaurant, the special arts and crafts manufacturers, the two art schools in the capital, the several street factories, and the neighbors of a courtyard in Shan'er Hutong.
Even Sun Wufu, a rag collector, started to tremble after returning from his hometown this time.
You know, Sun Wufu was the first to leave Sunjiacun and come to the capital.
Although speaking of it, he was the master who had the worst career following Ning Weimin.
But now he is considered to be very nourishing compared to ordinary people.
Every month, he only works on the errands given by Ning Weimin, sorting out those old antiques, and can earn at least a thousand yuan from them.
Not counting the money he earns from hunting rabbits and collecting some real junk and selling it, there are still two to three hundred per month.
It can be said that his own net worth is more than 30,000 yuan, and it is easy to earn 20,000 yuan a year.
The only bad thing about this job is that it's too busy and I don't have enough time to do it.
After all, Sun Wufu's collection of things was just a trip out on a three-wheeler.
We mainly collect small items, most of which are books and newspapers. I rarely encounter someone selling hardwood furniture, so I’m not tired at all.
But the key is to take time.
Not only does it take time to collect things, but it also takes time to go back and pack them up.
Once a stall is set up in front of the Zhai Palace, it will take a whole day.
What's more, I'm most afraid of encountering someone selling panel furniture or scrap ironware outside, or encountering some units selling scrap products in batches.
These things are expensive and expensive, but Sun Wufu really has no place to put them. Real trash is not allowed to enter the Temple of Heaven Park.
Sometimes, he could only look at the colorful bills, but he couldn't put them in his pocket.
For this reason, Sun Wufu increasingly felt that he was in urgent need of help.
So when he returned to his hometown this time, he was like a piece of leaven, fermenting the dough in Sunjiacun.
Not only did he gain the fear and respect of the village secretary with his wealth, he also used it to make peace with his former enemy Sun Shuanlu.
Moreover, he also brought back four young men from Sunjiacun to help him.
Among them were relatives of his own family, the village chief's nephew, and Sun Shuanlu's son.
Let's put it this way, when Sun Wufu came back this time, he was completely out of the dilemma of being a polished commander.
And as long as he can support these four people in the capital, his parents, brother and sister-in-law will not suffer in Sunjiacun from now on.
If these four boys could save a little more money, that would be even more amazing.
From now on, people in Sunjia Village, including Secretary Sun, may have to worship him as a god of wealth.
Is it difficult for Sun Wufu to achieve such a small goal?
not at all.
Sun Wufu has no ability, and has been living in the capital for almost ten years on a shabby diet.
Now that Ning Weimin is backing him, he lacks neither capital nor industry experience, and many people are looking after him for Ning Weimin's sake.
Then it couldn't be easier for him to find food for these people in the capital.
However, he himself also knew that before he could do this well, he must first solve the psychological barriers of these young people.
After all, there is no honor in picking up rags. He has to convince these young people to stay and work hard.
So after getting off the train and setting foot on the capital city.
Sun Wufu deliberately found a small restaurant first, ordered eight hot stir-fried dishes and ten bottles of beer to entertain these boys.
Then I punctured the window paper on the wine table.
Needless to say, these four boys from Sunjia Village were a little dumbfounded when they suddenly came into contact with the truth from his mouth.
No one expected that when they followed Sun Wufu to the capital, the errand assigned to them would be to collect rags.
It's just that in this era, rural children generally haven't seen much of the world, so they are inevitably nervous when they first arrive in a big city.
Even if you are wearing your best clothes, you will still feel trembling when you get out of the car, feeling gray and gray, and your hands and feet will be stiff.
Therefore, the situation was better than Sun Wufu expected. These boys did not dare to say anything, but just looked at each other, at a loss.
"How about it? Show your attitude. Are you willing to follow my uncle? From now on, I will eat meat, you will drink soup, and we will all mess around together..."
At this time, the waiter began to bring beer and rice first.
I'm afraid they are really hungry. These boys just looked at the white rice and kept vomiting.
Sister-in-law Sun Wufu's nephew Han Dazhuang spoke first, but it was only about eating.
"Uncle, I have a big appetite, this rice is not enough..."
"You can eat it first. If it's not enough, add more. Besides, there will be cooking later..."
Sun Wufu didn't care about that, so he asked him first, "Hey, tell me first, are you willing to stay?"
Han Dazhuang was forced into a corner and could only reluctantly agree because of the food's sake.
"Then... if you can take care of yourself and take me to live in the park, I'll do it..."
"It's a sure thing that we'll be full, but we can't live in the park. I have a job in the park, but you guys don't, so we can only live outside..."
This aroused Han Dazhuang's grievance.
"Uncle, since you have a job yourself, can't you find one for us?"
Sun Wufu immediately said, "The water in Beijing is very deep, as deep as the sea. You fainted as soon as you arrived. Can you still find the north? Find you a job? Why are you here? You have no skills and no education.
I don’t have a registered permanent residence, so where can I get you?!”
Han Dazhuang was punished to the point of disgrace, but Sun Wufu's nephew Pan Erzhu felt the same hatred and couldn't help but express his dissatisfaction.
"Then...then we can't just collect the rags?"
"What's wrong with collecting rags?" Sun Wufu rolled his eyes, "Why do you think your uncle is so busy with this job? I do this too..."
"Come on, uncle, who are you trying to coax? How can you look like this when collecting rags? Are you more respectable than the township head? Are you better fed than the pig butcher in our village?" Sun Liuwu, the nephew of the village secretary, clearly didn't believe it.
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But Sun Wufu was so amused that he burst into laughter, and his dissatisfaction with their ignorance disappeared.
"You guys are such damn stupid boys. Let me tell you, the best way to gain a foothold in the capital is to eat shabby food. There are deep connections here. I won't tell ordinary people."
Then he told a few boys about the world of collecting rags in the capital.
In his narration, this is already a special organization composed of outsiders in the city, a business where countless people eat and make money.
The people in this class are particularly complex, but they are all farmers and migrants from various places, and they live scattered in the urban-rural fringe areas of east, west, north and south.
Those who first arrived were low-class people who were just picking up rags, and they were the most pitiful people.
You can only carry a snakeskin bag and an iron hook to dig through trash cans along the street, or go to the garbage dump in the suburbs.
They are lonely ghosts, so they are definitely hungry, but they can have some food to eat, and if they are good, they can earn more than ten or twenty yuan a month.
A middle-class person is not a picker of rags, but a collector of rags. Once you reach this point, you have entered the Tao.
This requires introduction and placement, as well as a certain amount of capital.
You can pull a cart or ride a tricycle to walk through the streets.
You can buy whatever you encounter, and you can earn five or six yuan a day. If you are lucky, you can earn ten or eight yuan.
The best kind of person is one who can not only collect things but also sell them.
Sun Wufu himself belongs to this class, which is why he lives such a dignified and prosperous life.
But he is still struggling, he is moving towards a higher goal, and he has begun to care for his fellow villagers and cultivate middle-class people.
"... You silly boys are not satisfied yet. You don't have to pick up rags when you come here. I will arrange food, drink and accommodation for you, buy you a tricycle, and I will take you hand in hand and teach you how to do it myself. You don't know
What kind of blessing is it? You still find it embarrassing to collect rags? You still want to compare with me and find a job? Then why are you not born in the city? If you are really unhappy, you can visit the capital for a few days and I will sell you tickets.
Send it back. How about it?"
Along with Sun Wufu's words of education, several young people lowered their heads in shame.
"Uncle, I'll stay."
What Sun Wufu didn't expect was that his former enemy, Sun Shuanlu's son Sun Changshun, figured it out first.
"Uncle, you brought me to the capital to see the world, bought me a train ticket and invited me to eat out. I can't be ungrateful. Besides, my father said that you are the most capable person in our village. I will listen to your arrangements."
Following him, he also helped Sun Wufu to persuade others, "Uncle is right, coming to the capital to do this is better than farming. How much can an acre of grain be sold for, and doing this is only five yuan a day, even if you don't
So much, even if it’s only three yuan, it’s still real money, and it’s cash. What can be more satisfying than seeing the cash every day? My father is only fifty a month, and he still has to support six people. I want to
If you work hard, maybe you can earn a big tile-roofed house when you go back a year ago..."
At this time, the meatballs and fried chicken with sauce were also served.
Several boys were so greedy at the smell of meat and vegetables that they no longer persisted and shouted "Eat!" and "Stay!".
Of course Sun Wufu was happy now.
He really didn't expect that Sun Shuanlu's son had such a clear mind and could speak better than himself.
This boy brought him correctly, otherwise the problem at hand would not be so easy to solve.
So obviously, letting Sun Changshun be the leader would save more worry and effort in looking after these boys for him in the future.
In this way, after this meal, Sun Wufu also rented a small courtyard outside Muxiyuan for the four boys to live in, and officially promoted Sun Changshun to the position of junior leader.
After that, I bought a tricycle and took a few children to the streets to learn business.
There is nothing difficult about this business, the most important thing is to have a price difference.
It doesn't matter if a few kids are not good at talking. Those who are good at their jobs should look kinder on the surface, the better.
So within a month, these people had almost adapted to it.
To be honest, after working together for less than a week, these four boys really felt at home.
First, the work does make money, you can see real money coming in every day, and the profits can be calculated.
And I have to rest, so I’m really not that tired.
If it's cloudy and rainy, you won't be able to go out.
You can lie at home and sleep, play cards, chat, or listen to semiconductors.
The second reason is that Sun Wufu really treats them well.
Not only did they take them to have haircuts and bathe, but they also fed them with rice and flour every day, and almost every meal they had meat.
Compared with most of the other colleagues, they are all dirty and smelly and run on two legs.
Often carrying noodles and steamed buns, he would go to a noodle shop and drink a bowl of noodle soup.
Or just buy rotten vegetables, go back to work and cook them.
They are already very happy.
In fact, even at home, they can't eat such rich food, nor can they be so clean and leisurely.
Finally, in addition, Sun Wufu spent a lot of money for them.
The working capital to buy a car, rent a house, and receive goods is a full two thousand yuan.
If these guys are still dissatisfied and ungrateful, they will be really heartless.
The opposite is also true, this matter is of course more suitable for Sun Wufu.
Since he has four people helping him, he basically no longer has to go out of the car to receive goods.
I just go to the small courtyard of Muxiyuan every day and take the things I like back to the Temple of Heaven Park.
At other times, I can organize old goods and set up stalls in Zhai Palace.
In this way, the capital operation will be more healthy and the income will also increase a lot.
The most unexpected surprise was that after he settled the people and achieved results, he told Ning Weimin his plan face to face.
Not only did he receive praise from Ning Weimin, but he also received additional support.
"Okay, Wufu, I didn't expect you to have grown up and know how to ask others to do things for you. Yes, you also know how to take care of the villagers and elders. And without saying a word, you planned everything and reported it to me.
Okay, you really do look like a boss."
"You are on your way, but you have really become the 'King of Rags', which is better than the 'General'. Just remember one thing, you must think about how to manage people, and be sure to keep an eye on the bottom. Let your
People have to follow the right path, and they cannot cheat, cheat, or commit crimes. Since you can make money legitimately, don't try to be quick, or you will fail. Right? As long as your people don't act recklessly, if you get into trouble, you can tell me,
I will help you find a way."
"Yes, you know how to measure yourself. You are doing things in a orderly manner now, and you are getting more and more good things for me. Then I have to support you no matter what. Let's do this, you will be able to support people in the future.
It’s a fixed fee, how about I say hello to a few acquaintances and add some fixed income to you?”
"I think, in the future, there will be Tan Palace Restaurant, Meishi Street and Flower Market street factories, as well as Jinxiao Factory, Jingshan Street Factory, Huimin Cigarette Hotel... Let's put it this way, you have to be able to arrange it, these days
The waste paper in the cardboard box is yours. Okay?"
Then there are the bad things!
Sun Wufu was so happy that he thanked Ning Weimin profusely.
He's not stupid. Can this fixed income be compared with walking around the streets all day long?
Can the garbage at work be compared with that at home?
What's more, if so many factories are really owned by his people, at least he will have a fixed income of more than a thousand yuan every month.
This is really in line with the old saying, it is better to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree.
In the past, he really couldn't do it on his own, but now it's different. All the money is in his pocket.
So now, he was really aroused by Ning Weimin's "king of rags", and his blood was surging and his eyes were shining brightly.
Unconsciously, he found the right direction and seemed to see a great future waiting for him to explore.
But if you want to collect all the garbage and waste in the capital, what will happen to it?