Mr. Zhuang heard the discussion between Fatty Li and Li Xiaomao, and said with a smile: "It's okay, we don't have to go to the city so much trouble. My brother-in-law works at the checkpoint. When the time comes, we can use the municipal passage without checking!"

Before Fatty Li could ask questions, the young man in the back row who also came from the countryside interrupted and asked: "Mr. Zhuang, what is the municipal passage?"

Mr. Zhuang turned the steering wheel and said: "The two large garbage treatment plants in the fortress are both in Nancheng District. With such a population in the administrative district, the garbage generated every day has to be transported to the garbage treatment plant. If you normally walk across the river bridge, not only

It will cause traffic jams, and it will also affect the city appearance, so the layer below the cross-river bridge is a special municipal passage, specially used for these construction vehicles! My brother-in-law works at the checkpoint and is responsible for the municipal passage. I usually go in and out.

It's all on this road, there's no traffic jam, and there's no need to go down for a body search or anything like that, it'll be a lot more convenient!"

Hearing this answer, the big stone in Fatty Li's heart finally fell. According to Mr. Zhuang, he could at least avoid the identity check.

A few people chatted all the way, and the vehicle soon arrived near the bridge across the river. Although Fatty Li had seen the bridge across the river from a distance, this was the first time he got close to it.

The eight-lane cable bridge spans the river. The steel cables on the main beams are arranged symmetrically on both sides of the bridge. The mercenaries with guns near the bridge checkpoint are murderous. The parking lot outside is full of vehicles waiting to be inspected into the city.

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Mr. Zhuang did not line up for inspection, but turned the steering wheel to bypass the parking lot and drove towards a fork in the road ahead. After going down a slope, he entered the lower level of the cross-river bridge. The bridge deck here was not as similar as

It was just as crowded up there, but the ones passing by were also large garbage trucks, sprinkler trucks, transport trucks, etc. Mr. Zhuang stopped the car in front of the gate and sounded the horn, and a man with the word "inspection" came out from the house.

The mercenary with an armband stood beside the car and grinned: "Brother-in-law, do you want to go back?"

"Ah, the old man and the old lady are moving today!" Mr. Zhuang opened the glove box and took out a box of cigarettes and handed it out: "Aren't you going to help?"

"Don't you know what my job is? It's a carrot and a pit, and I really can't get out of my way!" Mr. Zhuang's brother-in-law said, "Let's do this. After get off work in the evening, I'll buy some good wine and go over and have a drink with you. !”

"Okay, let's talk about it tonight!" Mr. Zhuang waited for the other party to lift the barrier and started driving into the city.

This was Fatty Li's first time walking on the bridge. He looked out along the guardrail. The sun was shining on the sparkling water. Countless passenger ships and cargo ships were shuttled on the water. Looking into the distance, he could already see the administrative district.

Fatty Li was shocked by the high-rise buildings, often with twenty or thirty floors. Compared with this place, the shantytowns in the refugee areas were simply a pile of ruins.

The residence of Mr. Zhuang's parents is an ordinary residential area. When Mr. Zhuang took Fatty Li and the others back, his parents were not at home. Mr. Zhuang also asked everyone to sit down and wait. After Fatty Li entered the door, he looked at the exquisite interior of the room.

For a while, he was a little confused about the decoration. He was afraid that he would dirty the things in the house. The refrigerator, TV, fan, and all the electronic products made him feel extremely strange, especially when he knew that the house where the fortress lived was actually so strange.

There was also a toilet, which instantly overturned his three views. He looked at the toilet in the bathroom and wanted to ask Mr. Zhuang, doesn't it stink that such a small thing stores so much feces every day?

While the others were waiting, Mr. Zhuang took out a few bottles of juice and gave them to Fatty Li and others: "Here, everyone drink some water!"

"Hey, thank you, Mr. Zhuang!" Fatty Li politely took the drink, unscrewed it and took a sip. He felt as if the sweetness could go straight to the top of his head, constantly impacting his taste buds. In the refugee area, he only encountered sick people when he was a child.

, his parents would make him a bowl of sugar water. He once thought it was the sweetest thing in the world. In order to drink the sugar water, he once practiced pretending to be sick to perfection.

Soft sofa, TV showing programs, sweet drink in hand, fresh fruit on the table.

Fatty Li looked at all this, and his heart was full of envy. He finally understood why countless refugees had their heads turned and wanted to go to the city, because here was the life that humans should live, not the easy life in the refugee areas.

If you eat without food, a cold can take away the wasteland of human life.

Just when Fatty Li was thinking wildly, Mr. Zhuang's parents also returned home. The old lady saw a few people sitting in the house and asked Mr. Zhuang, "Did you bring your friends back?"

Mr. Zhuang had already changed into a set of pajamas and walked out of the bedroom to explain: "No! They are all employees of my store. I was thinking of moving today, so I asked them to help me!"

"Those employees, why did you bring them fruit plates? Fruits are so expensive now!" Upon hearing this, the old lady took the fruit plate away and put it back in the refrigerator. She completely ignored the embarrassment of Fatty Li and others and continued.

He said to Mr. Zhuang: "But you are right to bring people back. Now the prices in the city have been rising. I contacted the moving company before and their workers already cost 80 yuan a day! What do you mean?

Aren’t you crazy?”

"The administrative district is not like the outer four districts. Labor here is expensive! What's more, moving companies do all physical work, so it's reasonable to charge high prices!" Mr. Zhuang smiled, waved to Fatty Li and others: "Don't be stunned.

Come on, help with the work! Whatever my mother tells you to do, you do it!"

"Hey, okay!" Fatty Li carefully tightened the drink bottle and put it in his pocket, and began to work.

"Son, let's give them some red envelopes later." Mr. Zhuang's father looked at the busy people and continued: "Your mother is right. Prices in the city have indeed risen recently. The news said that the administrative district

The average salary has reached 1,700, and the cost of garbage collection in our community is very expensive. In the past, cleaning the garbage station in our community only cost 300, but now it has increased to 500!"

"Dad, they are all my employees, I pay them wages, you don't have to worry about them!" Mr. Zhuang waved his hand disapprovingly: "Isn't it normal for them to earn my wages and do some work for me!

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When Fatty Li, who was moving the sofa, heard this, his mind became clearer. It turned out that the fortress was only a paradise for rich people, but now that he had entered the fortress, could he also become a rich man?

As a small vendor who never forgot to sell rats even after breaking up, Fatty Li definitely has enough business acumen. Some people are born to be businessmen. When they come into contact with anything, they will unconsciously put this thing into consideration.

The matter was linked to profit. When they were loading a truck with furniture with Li Xiaomao and another young man, the two of them collapsed in the truck compartment from exhaustion and did not want to move, while Fatty Li was sitting in the compartment chatting with the driver and making mistakes.

Understand the working principle of the garbage station.

Because the land in the fortress is limited and land is at a premium in the administrative district, there is no garbage treatment plant in the main city. Those plants that deal with garbage are in the outer four districts. There are vehicles going back and forth between the administrative area and the non-security area every day, and these vehicles

To help clean up the garbage in the community, the property owner would be charged 500 yuan a time, but Fatty Li was keenly aware that a lot of the garbage could be recycled.

While figuring this out, Fatty Li had already realized that if he wanted to live the same life as Mr. Zhuang, it was not enough to just be a waiter. He had to find a way to own his own business and keep an eye on various opportunities along the way.
Chapter completed!