After staying at home for one night, Li Donglai woke up at dawn.
Ding Qiunan, who was awakened, picked up the watch on the bedside table and took a look at it: "Brother Donglai, why are you up before 6 o'clock in the morning? It's too late to go to school after breakfast at seven o'clock."
Li Donglai took a bite on her fair and smooth forehead: "I still have something to do, so I have to be early. Mrs. Du's class is in the morning, and I don't dare to be late."
"Yeah, remember to eat." Although Ding Qiunan was reluctant to leave Li Donglai so early, she was not the kind of person who couldn't distinguish between priorities.
Li Donglai went to look at Li Xiaomei's room again. She was sleeping soundly, so he got on his bicycle and left the courtyard without disturbing her.
It is the early autumn season at this time, and the morning breeze is slightly cool, which makes people feel particularly comfortable when blowing on them.
Li Donglai rode his bicycle to the courtyard.
Before I even knocked on the door, there was a "squeak" sound, and the old wooden door was pushed open from the inside.
Erzi stuck his head out and said with a smile: "I just got up and was about to go to the latrine when I heard the sound of the wheels and guessed it was you coming."
"How's the sound at the scrapyard lately?"
"It's very good. Fifth Master said that by next year, we should be able to renovate the courtyard."
"It's really time to tidy up."
Li Donglai looked at the bumpy ground and nodded.
The two of them entered the courtyard while talking. The second son didn't even bother to go to the latrine and ran to inform Mr. Wang.
The elderly people all got up and left. At this time, Mr. Wang Wu had already put on a linen coat and black lantern trousers. He looked like he was going to exercise.
Seeing Li Donglai coming, he looked happy and said, "Please, come into the room to talk."
After entering the house, Wang Wuye took out a bulging brown paper envelope from the cabinet.
"All eighteen radios have been sold. The profit of 60 yuan per unit will be added to the profit of 50 yuan. Here is 540 yuan."
Li Donglai nodded and put the envelope into the canvas bag.
The first batch of radios actually numbered twenty, but two of them had broken capacitors.
Without accessories, Mo Shanfeng was helpless.
Mr. Wang Wu was a little surprised at Li Donglai's calmness.
This was more than five hundred yuan, which was equivalent to two years' salary of many people. Li Donglai couldn't even count the amount.
He hesitated and asked, "Won't you click on it?"
"Oh, if we don't have this trust, we'd better not do this kind of business, otherwise it will cause big trouble sooner or later." Li Donglai said.
Mr. Wang Wu was stunned for a moment, then he smiled bitterly and said: "I think I, Wang Wu, lived on the edge of a knife before liberation. Now that I see this little money, I feel a little bit out of control..."
Good guy, it turns out that he was really a gangster before liberation.
Li Donglai pretended not to hear, stood up and said with a smile: "I have to rush back to school for class. Are the next batch of radios ready?"
"It's already been prepared. I'll have it brought to you right now."
Mr. Wang Wu walked to the door and muttered to the second son who had been guarding the door.
Erzi turned around and walked towards the warehouse at the back. In less than five minutes, he was carrying a sack of radios and mounted them on the back seat of his bicycle.
"Is it still twenty units?" Li Donglai asked as he watched Er Zi working.
Mr. Wang Wu nodded.
He was a little confused. There were clearly more than a hundred broken radios in the warehouse, and Erzi and the others kept taking them back from outside every day.
Why didn't Li Donglai bring more?
And it is limited to repairing only 20 units per week.
However, he did not reveal his doubts or ask,
Because after such a long period of cooperation, Wang Wuye knew that Li Donglai had always been cautious and thoughtful in handling things, and he had his reasons for doing so.
"Okay, let's see you next weekend."
The Fifth Master Wang wanted to keep Li Donglai for breakfast, but Li Donglai waved his hand, got on his bicycle and returned to Beijing University.
Because of the large sack behind the car seat, Li Donglai did not go back to the dormitory directly, but went to the physics laboratory building located in the northwest corner of Beijing University.
Ring the bell, the crisp ringing sounds a bit dull in the humid air,
Soon, a wooden window on the second floor opened and a head poked out.
Mo Shanfeng, who looked sleepy, suddenly became more awake when he saw Li Donglai and glanced at the large sack behind the car seat.
He ran downstairs in a hurry.
"This is?"
"Well, it's just what you think."
"Hiss, isn't this too much?"
"Are you going to discuss such an issue here?"
"follow me."
Only then did Mo Shanfeng realize that students running in the morning were already passing by on the road, so he hurriedly picked up the sacks and walked towards the second floor.
Along the way, I met familiar classmates, but they were all dismissed as excuses for transporting experimental equipment.
Li Donglai followed him into the laboratory, walked to a bed, and frowned.
"You're going to sleep here at night?"
"I can't help it. I'm doing experiments with the teacher now, and I have to be busy until midnight every night. If I go back, it will affect my roommates' sleep. Fortunately, this laboratory is now for my own use, and no one will disturb me."
Mo Shanfeng placed the sack on the ground, untied the rope, and opened it.
"Or twenty?"
Li Donglai nodded, took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed it over: "Last time you repaired eighteen radios, this is the remuneration for your labor, 54 yuan."
Looking at the banknotes, Mo Shanfeng hesitated.
Although he had known that he would receive 54 yuan, when the money was actually placed in front of him, he was a little timid.
I earned 54 yuan in less than a week, and it looks like there will be more 54 yuan in the future. The speed of making money is so scary.
"Are you scared?" Li Donglai stared into his eyes.
Mo Shanfeng nodded: "I'm just a student."
"Don't worry, I'm here!" Li Donglai patted him on the shoulder, "It has nothing to do with you. You earned this money by working with your hands."
Mo Shanfeng let out a long sigh and finally reached out to take the money.
"These twenty units will be repaired before next weekend. We will meet here again."
Li Donglai walked to the window and took a look. The location of the laboratory building was very good, and he could clearly see the two roads below.
Mo Shanfeng put the money into his underwear pocket, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but wonder in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Dong Lai, you are from the capital and are the director of the steel rolling mill. You have so much salary every month, why do you still need it?"
Risk this business?”
Li Dong turned his head back and forth, picked up the experimental equipment on the table, and his eyes flashed: "Because what I want to do requires a lot of money."
"Okay, don't think too much. Just think of a reason to send the money home."
Li Donglai gave a few words of warning, turned around and left the physics laboratory.
...
Li Donglai's words woke up Mo Shanfeng, yes. If you send such a large amount of money back, your family will definitely be suspicious.
It might cause unnecessary trouble.
After thinking for a moment, Mo Shanfeng decided to mail only forty yuan. As for the reason, it was simple.
Each experimental project will allocate experimental funds. Although there is no way to get a salary as an experimenter, there are still bonuses.
