Fortunately, it was noon and there were not many pedestrians on the streets of Beijing.
In Yan Bugui's fright, the jeep ran rampant and stopped at the entrance of a narrow alley.
"Donglai, where is this?" Yan Bugui felt like he was about to pee.
"Sit here and don't move. I'll shake you."
Li Donglai walked towards the depths of the alley under Yan Bugui's confused gaze.
More than ten minutes later, when he reappeared, he was followed by a dozen strong young men.
The young men were wearing light gray shirts, each carrying a half-cut brick in their hands. Together with their short hair, they gave people a strong sense of oppression and looked like they were not easy to mess with.
Could this be reinforcements? Now those guys at the black scrap collection point are going to suffer.
I can also get my bike back!
Not long after Yan Bugui was happy, he realized a big problem.
How can so many people sit down?
While I was worrying, the side door was opened.
A young man with a scar on his face stared and said, "Old man, squeeze in a little bit."
Yan Bugui moved his buttocks.
"Squeeze a little more."
Moved again.
"It's still a little bit close to closing the door, so you can squeeze in a little more."
Yan Bugui moved again, and just when he felt a stick poking under his butt, Li Donglai's roar rang in his ears: "Third uncle, don't sit on the gear pole!"
Yan Bugui: "...."
By this time, people in the back seat had already begun to pile up.
Five or six young men huddled together, and the trunk was also full of people.
The compartment door was not open. Two young men had their feet outside.
They felt cool, but Li Donglai was about to cry without tears.
If this happened in future generations, I would have to confiscate my pants.
When he was in the compound just now, Li Donglai was confused when he saw so many people.
There are only five people on the other side. It is estimated that he and Erzi can fuck them all.
I wanted to be tactful, but Wang Wuye stopped me and said, "Let these boys get familiar with the working environment first."
Yes, this old man is also impatient, so Li Donglai had no choice but to accept it.
The jeep was shaking violently and was packed with people.
Li Donglai looked around and felt that the jeep was stretched too much.
"Brother Donglai, it's okay, let's go." The young man behind with his legs stretched out waved his hand.
Sticking his butt out and shaking violently, he started the vehicle and Li Donglai turned the steering wheel carefully.
I'm just afraid that the jeep fell into the ditch next to it.
Just kidding, it looks like a can of sardines.
In the event of an accident, no one can escape except the two young men in the back seat.
Although it is not easy to drive a jeep in this era, Li Donglai, as an experienced driver who got full marks in subject three of the C1 driving test, was able to quickly become proficient in it.
The jeep can now drive in a straight line, and pedestrians on the roadside don't have to go far away to jump onto the curb.
Of course, the speed cannot be increased.
When the accelerator is pressed to the bottom, the speed is only thirty yards.
Slow down and be safer. What Li Donglai found most unbearable was that every time he changed gears, he had to dig it in through Yan Bugui's legs.
If he accidentally touches a pencil tip, Yan Bugui will scream in pleasure.
Li Donglai no longer changed gears himself, but directed Yan Bugui and used Yan Bugui as a human gear shifting machine.
"Third uncle, first gear!"
"receive!"
"Second gear, hurry up, put it in second gear!"
"clear!"
...
Yan Bugui spread his legs and sat on the gear shifter, holding the gear lever and having a great time.
Li Donglai looked at him in the rearview mirror, his face flushed, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
When you return to the rolling mill, you must remember to remind Zhou Dao to clean the Jeep completely, especially the gear lever...
In this era, the suburbs of Beijing were desolate, with low-rise houses everywhere and yellow mud walls painted with large white slogans.
There are busy members of the commune in the fields, and donkey carts pulling goods can be seen on the road from time to time.
Every time he passed the donkey cart, Li Donglai would lightly brake to slow down the jeep.
Otherwise, the roar of the jeep might frighten those donkeys.
The journey of just over ten kilometers took more than an hour.
The jeep followed Yan Bugui's guidance and wandered into narrow dirt roads.
There is a small courtyard at the end of the dirt road.
The courtyard is built with old bricks, and there is a crooked adobe house in the middle.
The yard was filled with paper scraps, wine bottles, and scraps of metal.
Four or five junkmen waiting to sell scraps were squatting in the yard chatting, waiting for the green men in the black purchasing point to open the door.
There is no way, the price of scrap collection here is 20% higher than that of state-run collection points.
Inside the house, four or five green men were drinking wine and eating roast duck bought from Quanjude.
A mouthful of oily roast duck and a mouthful of strong wine are delicious.
A young man who looked like a younger brother said: "Brother Hou, I don't think we need to collect scraps in the future, but just grab those junk. They don't dare to call the police anyway."
A man who looked like a big brother said: "San'er, your kid's idea is very dangerous. You know when I ran from home to the capital, I didn't even have pants, but now I can afford to open such a big buying station. Damn it."
What is it?"
When the two younger brothers next to them heard that the older brother was beginning to impart successful experience, they both put down their wine bottles and asked in unison: "Brother Hou, what is it? Tell us quickly."
Brother Hou stood up with a solemn look on his face, exuding the unique aura of an unparalleled hero. He waved his big hands and said in a deep voice: "We are fishing for side projects, and we must not do anything to perfection. We can eat meat, so don't delay others from drinking soup.
.”
"Chickens don't pee, they all have their own way. Without those rags, where would our brothers collect so much waste?"
All the brothers nodded and praised: "Brother is wise!"
...
At this time, the jeep stopped steadily outside the acquisition point.
Li Donglai honked the horn twice, and the crisp sound of the whistle woke up the people inside.
San'er went to the window to take a look, then turned around and reported: "Brother Hou, something happened. A jeep came outside. It looks like it's looking for trouble."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Brother Hou put down the bottle of wine and said calmly: "Why are you panicking? This is our territory. How can we be afraid of a jeep?"
With that said, he asked his brothers to bring their guys and prepare to fight.
And he picked up an iron rod, opened the door and walked out.
"Why are you making so much noise? Are you looking for death?"
The shabby people waiting to sell their scraps also gathered around to watch the fun.
Li Donglai came out to see the real master, and squeezed out of the jeep with difficulty, followed by Yan Bugui.
"Dong Lai, this guy robbed my bicycle!" Yan Bugui's eyes turned red.
Seeing Yan Bugui, San'er's eyes lit up: "Oh, we robbed you of your scrap aluminum, and you found someone to take revenge!"
"Snapped!"
Brother Hou slapped him on the head: "Idiot!"
San'er covered her head and squatted aside, with a pitiful look, and whispered: "It's obvious, why can't you say it anymore?"
Brother Hou stretched out his right hand and pinched the center of his brow. He could have denied it at first, but now he had no choice but to retaliate.
He strode over, stabbed the iron rod hard on the ground, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "You two, this is my territory, Hou San. Wait a minute, the knife and stick have no eyes, and I accidentally broke my arm and leg, but
Don’t say that there are too many of us to bully you.”
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the three brothers behind him gathered around him.
Hold the fists with both hands and fiddle with the joints to make a "pop-pop" sound.
Li Donglai turned around, knocked on the car door, and shouted inside: "Everyone, come down, he said he was going to beat us up."
"Assault?"
"Hahaha!"
"Are you kidding me?"
...
A young man carrying bricks came out of the left door.
Two young men carrying bricks came out of the right door.
Three young men carrying bricks jumped out of the trunk.
...
Soon, Brother Hou's face turned dark enough to drip with ink.
Damn, I'm surrounded!
Moreover, the people in the jeep had not finished downloading yet. Everyone was carrying bricks and looked very irritating.
Is this a jeep or a bus?
San'er went from covering her hands to standing up, whispering beside her: "Brother Hou, it looks like they are beating us up."
Brother Hou picked up the iron rod and hit San'er hard on the buttocks, "Shut up, if you don't say anything, no one will think you are a fool."
I mean well, why don’t you understand? San’er covered her buttocks and squatted next to her.
Brother Hou was able to establish such a large waste products business. In addition to his bravery in combat, he also relied on his ability to adapt to the wind, act according to the situation, and adapt to the circumstances.
If a good man doesn't suffer the immediate loss, the worst he can do is pay them some money.
Brother Hou made up his mind and walked up to Li Donglai with a bowed body, a smile on his face: "Comrade, the misunderstanding is all a misunderstanding!"
