"But did you know? I already have four children, and the eldest is already in the third grade of elementary school."

"Ah! No!" the fat man said in disbelief.

Fangyuan shrugged, and then pursed his lips to Liu Zi.

The fat man looked back at Liuzi and asked, "Your fourth brother already has a child?"

"Yes! My fourth brother, two daughters and two sons." Liuzi nodded and said.

"Damn it, why don't you explain this and that!" the fat man said a curse word.

"So you have to work harder, otherwise by the time your son gets married, you may miss the wrong generation."

"Uh!" The fat man was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Because Fangyuan is right! This is absolutely true, let’s put it this way! Some people have children when they are seventeen or eighteen, and he has children when he is thirty.

If a child has a child at the age of seventeen or eighteen, even if the fat man's son gets married at the age of twenty, he is basically a wrong generation.

"Boss, please stop talking about me, aren't you much better than me?" The fat man curled his lips and said.

"Tch, you can compare with me, my son is already nine years old."

"Uh!" Fatty scratched his head, thinking of Fangyuan and Li Yanran's children.

"Brother Fangyuan is so awesome. Suddenly a big son appears." Liu Zi scratched his head and said.

"Go, go, can you talk? What do you mean by a big son popping up? My son is not a stone monkey!" Fangyuan waved his hand to Liu Zi like a fly.

"Hey hey hey!" Liu Zi giggled a few times and said nothing more.

"Let's go back. Don't disturb Liuzi and the others from their business."

"Yeah!" The fat man nodded and quickly stood up with Fang Yuan.

Fangyuan didn't drive, and he wasn't going back to the courtyard, but to the warehouse at the back, so the two of them walked back.

"Boss, why did you set up a street stall?" When returning to the warehouse, the fat man asked doubtfully.

Others may not know how much money Fangyuan has, but Fatty does! Although he doesn't know exactly how much money Fangyuan has, there is definitely a lot.

He didn't understand why Fangyuan was so rich, why would he set up a street stall here? The money earned from setting up a street stall would probably not be enough for his day's expenses.

"Setting up a street stall is just a temporary measure. This time I asked you to come here has something to do with it."

"Uh!" The fat man was stunned again, and then asked in surprise: "Boss, you won't let me set up a street stall here with you!"

In any case, the fat man is also a worker when he is assigned a job, and workers in this era are equivalent to having an iron rice bowl.

For people in this era, it doesn't matter how much money they have. Let's put it this way, he earns thirty-seven and a half yuan a month in a factory, and he is not willing to go out and make sixty yuan by doing a small business.

Unless you have no choice, that is, people who don't have a job, don't let them go out to do anything else at all.

To be honest, the wages in the factory are really not high. If you don't work in the factory, you can go out and do anything, even if you ride a pallet truck to collect scraps, you will still earn more than in the factory.

But no one is willing, firstly because they feel embarrassed, and secondly because of the iron rice bowl.

"What's wrong with setting up a street stall? You can earn much more by setting up a street stall than you can in a factory." Fangyuan said, giving the fat man a roll of his eyes.

The fat man scratched his head and said, "But my parents won't agree."

"Okay, I won't let you set up a street stall. I asked you to come over this time for other reasons."

"Oh! What's the matter?"

"Did you see the Albemarle Road we visited just now?"

"Yeah! I saw it." The fat man nodded.

"To tell you the truth! This street belongs to me."

"Ah! No, boss! Are you saying that all that street belongs to you?"

"What, you don't believe it?"

"No." The fat man shook his head quickly and said, "I just didn't expect it."

After finishing speaking, the fat man turned his head and looked at Fang Yuan and asked: "Boss, what do you want me to do?"

"It's like this. You also know that the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. I have made it so big here, and there must be a lot of messy things every day. So I want you to find some people to help me watch over here."

"Uh!" The fat man was stunned for a moment and said, "Boss, I don't understand. What is there to see here?"

"There is a lot to see here, such as fights, people who come to cause trouble, and all kinds of disputes. Anyway, there are too many things."

"This..." Fatty scratched his head and said, "Boss, you also know that if you ask me to fight, that's okay, but I can't handle those messy things!"

"So I asked you to find some people! By the way, you should have a lot of comrades, right? Those comrades of yours should also be from the Imperial City! See if they are interested and find them."

The fat man thought for a while and said: "There are many comrades in arms! There are also many here in the imperial capital, but I haven't contacted them since I changed my career."

In fact, this Fang Yuan is still understandable. We are not in the future, and it is more convenient to contact us. If we want to contact you now, we have to either go to him directly or write a letter.

"No! You can't contact anyone?"

"That's not true. I have a captain who came back two years before me, and I can still get in touch with him."

"Uh! We can only contact one person?" Fangyuan asked disappointedly.

"Boss, if you contact the captain, you will be contacted! I don't know about my comrades, but the captain knows!"

"That's true." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "Let's do this! Contact your captain and see if he is willing to come. Even if he is unwilling to come, you can still get the contact information of your comrades from him.

Way."

"Uh! Boss, please contact us now?"

"Otherwise!" Fang Yuan looked at the fat man.

The fat man scratched his head again and said, "I only know his home address and I don't have his phone number."

"Uh! Okay! Well, I'll go look for it with you later."

"Um!"

While talking, two people came to the warehouse. Xiaowen and his three brothers were busy, and Fangyuan did not disturb them.

So I took the fat man and sat under the big tree to drink tea.

"Boss, do you still sell clothes here?" The fat man asked when he saw someone coming here to get clothes.

"We don't sell here, we only wholesale."

"wholesale?"

"That's right! All the vendors and shop owners on Yabao Road buy clothes from me. What is this if not wholesale?"

Hearing what Fangyuan said, Fatty was speechless. He had just seen how many people were setting up stalls on Yabao Road from the west end to the east end.

If we really all get clothes here, how much money will we make in a day?

"By the way, Fatty, what is your captain doing now?"

"I don't know." The fat man shook his head.

"Uh! You haven't contacted each other?"

"No, boss, as you know, we often go on missions, sometimes for several months at a time, so many times we can't be contacted at all. The captain knows this, so there is no contact."

"Oh! That's it! Okay then!"

"Boss, why don't we look for him now?"

Fangyuan shook his head and said, "What are you going to do now? You can't find anyone if you go now."

"Uh! Why?"

"Are you stupid? If you don't go to work, doesn't your captain also go to work?"

"Yes!" The fat man scratched his head.

"We'll go at noon. We'll get off work at noon. I guess your captain will also go home for dinner, and then we'll go find him."

"Um!"

The warehouse was very busy today. Xiaowen and his three little brothers basically had no rest. People here just left, and people came over there.

There is also a big order. Needless to say, this big order is for exports abroad.

When the fat man saw a box full of foreign exchange coupons, he was so surprised that he didn't speak for a long time.

Although this guy just came back, he still knows about the foreign exchange coupons.

"Boss! How much money does a business cost?" the fat man asked in surprise.

"What's wrong with this! It's not a lot. Sometimes it's a lot. One order can cost over 200,000 yuan, and this one is less than 80,000 yuan."

"No... less than 80,000!" The fat man was really speechless.

Eighty thousand dollars is already a lot. He has been in the army for so many years, and his transfer fee is only a thousand dollars.

This is still a lot, because he has been working for a long time, and many people who have worked for four or five years, five or six years, only have a transfer fee of four to five hundred yuan.

And Fangyuan sold this business for 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, and based on a profit of 20%, that’s still 15,600 yuan!
To be continued...