Tong County is an integral part of our country’s territory!
Jingmen is far away and poor. Although it has been divided into districts, for the people in Beijing - mainly the old Beijing people in the 49th city, they don't think it is BJ or the name of Tongxian County.
If anyone says that a trip to Tong County is the same as going to Langfang; if someone says a trip to Miyun, Huairou, Good Guys, it is almost the same as going to Cangzhou.
Cangzhou! Shiweitian faces Yixiaotang, and Xilaile misses the proprietress there...
The Batong Line has not opened yet, so the journey is troublesome. Yao Yuan first takes the subway to Sihuidong, and then transfers to the bus to reach the boundary of Tong County.
In the evening, Yao Yuan got out of the car.
The old uncle was squatting at the stop sign and waiting, folding his hands and hunching his neck. He had perfectly displayed the temperament of a migrant worker after being in Beijing for a month.
"uncle!"
"Hey, why did you bring something all this way?"
"It's Mid-Autumn Festival, just buy some food."
The old uncle took the plastic bag, which contained mooncakes, fruits, several packages of cooked food, and surprisingly, there were two Zhongnanhai bags.
Yo!
Two Zhongnanhais are not cheap.
He looked at his eldest nephew. Even rough people have a careful eye, and he noticed that something was different. He was poor and often asked Yao Yuemin for help. Yao Yuan's attitude was always neither salty nor indifferent, and he was rarely overly enthusiastic.
"How are you doing here, are you adapting to it?"
"It's not bad. It's similar to our county. It's pretty run-down."
The old uncle led him to his residence and said: "I went to Shanxi this month and went on a long trip. The rest were in the suburbs of Beijing, Tangshan, and Langfang. Anyway, I can eat enough and have meat, so I can live there."
It’s a little bit worse.”
After a short journey, we arrived at the bungalow area and entered a courtyard.
Just then, Wu Yangyang, six or seven people, came out, some tall and some short, but all of them were strong men, some were shirtless in the cold weather, and they were all covered in tendons.
"Old Yao, who is this?"
"My eldest nephew, come here to see me, why are you going to prostitute yourself?"
"What are you going to do if you don't have sex after you've been paid? Let's go!"
After saying hello, the old uncle turned his head and saw Yao Yuan's bright eyes, and said hurriedly: "Hey, I don't have any money in my pocket. I only have 50 yuan in pocket money this month, which is not enough to buy cigarettes!"
"I do not believe."
"I really have no money. Your father asked me to send all the money back. I..."
"I don't believe it anyway."
wipe!
The old man kept talking and refused to explain. When the two of them entered the house, the environment was really bad. The bunk beds and things were in a mess, and there was a smell of not taking a shower for a long time.
"I originally planned to go to a restaurant, but after thinking about it, my food tastes better than theirs, so I bought some vegetables and meat..."
"It's almost done, just sit back and wait."
In fact, Yao Yuan felt that the most suitable job for his uncle was to open a restaurant, but he was not willing to do it. It was okay to do it once in a while, but he stopped doing it every day.
After a while, the food was served.
There are fish, ribs, soup and vegetables, plus cooked food brought by Yao Yuan.
"This is too much, I can't eat it."
"If you can't eat any leftovers, it's not too much food."
The old uncle casually turned on the old black and white TV and waited to watch the Mid-Autumn Festival Party.
Basically, Yao Yuan was the one leading the conversation, because there really wasn't much to talk about. A handsome young man who was starting his own business after reading a new book, and a retired soldier who was working hard in Beijing, what was there to talk about?
After the "News Network" was the party, which was held in Slender West Lake, Yangzhou, on both sides of the Taiwan Strait and Singapore, so you could see International Chapter, Zhao Feite, Tian Zhen, Dynamic Train, Fan Wenfang and others taking the stage.
Just as he was watching, the courtyard door rang, and Uncle Sun, whom he had met at the train station, Sun Jianjun, came in.
His face was red and his steps were blurry. It looked like he had just finished drinking.
"Hey, the college students are here! Oh, yes, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's so nice of you to have relatives to get together with."
"I came back just in time. I have a whole table full of dishes and can help me eat some."
"I just got off the wine table."
"Then let's have some food to calm down."
After several pushbacks, Sun Jianjun still sat down. He also had a rough temperament, but he was wearing a decent shirt and watch, which showed his different status.
"Has the balance been settled?" the old uncle asked.
"That's it, three melons and two dates made me three bottles of Jian Nanchun. Damn, none of them are worth anything!"
He opened his wallet, took out a wad of hundred-yuan bills, and slapped it on the table.
Yao Yuan took a look, estimated that it was ten thousand yuan, and asked: "Is this the final payment for the day's activities?"
"Yes, a company is doing a National Day performance, and it's a job assigned by the company."
"You can make a profit."
"It's all false!"
Sun Jianjun took advantage of the still-drinking energy and said: "For example, if a company holds a party with a budget of 1 million, the stage cost usually accounts for one-third, which is 300,000.
But after many layers of internal deductions, I was able to get the remaining 30,000 yuan, thank God. I still have to pay part of the 30,000 yuan to the company, and I have to support these brothers, so I just earn some hard-earned money."
Having said this, Yao Yuan understood in his heart.
Sun Jianjun's relationship with the so-called performance company is more like a cooperative relationship. The company introduces jobs and gets a share, and he supports his group of people by himself.
"How is the performance market now?"
"Okay, great!"
"How can it be such a good idea? It's all about big stars and big companies?"
"Eh!"
Yao Yuan scratched Sun Jianjun's itch with one sentence and said: "This thing, it used to be called acupuncture. It became popular in the 1990s, when they were all singers. What about "Xiao Fang", "A Lian" and "Big Sedan", as long as you call it
It's familiar to everyone, and the appearance fee starts at 50,000.
Later, people started filming TV dramas, and actors began to work hard. For example, the one who played Little Swallow, the appearance fee would scare you to death! It’s a pity that we didn’t take over her job..."
Sun Jianjun looked very regretful, paused and then said: "Why is it so popular? Because the boss is generous, like those big state-owned enterprises, large private enterprises, coal bosses, and real estate companies in the past two years, each one is more willing to spend money than the other.
We went to Shanxi a while ago, do you know "The Long March"?"
"I know, I know, Tang Guoqiang."
"Yeah, this TV series is so popular! The coal boss admired the teacher and asked Tang Guoqiang, Liu Jin, and Chen Daoming to go there, and the package price was 800,000.
Of course, the boss of our company did this job himself, so I just started..."
Sun Jianjun explained again, for fear of being misunderstood that he eats meat, he said:
"Chen Daoming was not easy to deal with. Our boss spent a lot of time before agreeing. Liu Jin was okay. Tang Guoqiang was the most happy. When the money was received, he didn't say a word. He calmed down the atmosphere and read a poem.
Anyway, the coal boss is very happy."
yes!
Would he be able to drive an excavator if he didn't want to?
Yao Yuan touched his nose and suddenly felt like having fun. It was like a bunch of monsters dancing around. He thought about his plan and said: "Uncle Sun, I think the current performance market has just started, and the good times are still to come.
"
"Oh? What should I say?"
"Do you know that China is going to join the WTO?"
"Uh, I know, does it matter?" Sun Jianjun was stunned.
"Of course, China's entry into the WTO means more opportunities to make money. Those large state-owned enterprises and large private enterprises you mentioned will double their growth.
Moreover, real estate is now in a favorable situation, and the room for appreciation is far from over. Now that real estate is rich, there are no opening activities or anniversary celebrations, let alone those.
Real estate has to buy land, and the government has to sell land. Once the housing boom happens, even the local government will have money... Just say, with so many big customers waiting for you, how can the performance market be bad?"
Hiss!
Sun Jianjun sobered up after hearing this. He looked at the young man up and down, then looked at his uncle and said, "Old Yao, your nephew is amazing!"