Uncle Hong proposed it, and everyone naturally agreed with it. There was a roar of response. Xiu'er said with a smile: "It just so happens that my friend is here, and there are a few bottles of Maotai at home. You two have a drink."
Just do what you said, the sun was setting, and smoke was curling from the kitchens of every house. Jiang Xiaoyan returned home, told Zhou Ya to move the table out, and said to Zhang Fengxia: "Fengxia, if there is nothing in the factory, you can stay here tonight.
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"How do you move the table outside?" Zhang Fengxia asked in confusion.
"Uncle Hong said that we have gathered in the alley, let's have a meal together." Jiang Xiaoyan walked up to Lu Feng, stretched out her hand and caressed his back and said, "Chen Hansheng, his wife just pushed me."
"Why are you being squeezed?" Lu Feng looked at her and said, "Don't be so fussy with some people, and stay in a better mood."
"I don't care. I'm very open-minded now. I have to show off when I go out to eat later." Jiang Xiaoyan sat on a chair and said, "Chen Hansheng is a few years older than you and has opened a company. His wife doesn't know what happened.
It’s so bad.”
Lu Feng looked at her with some surprise. Was this the Jiang Xiaoyan he knew?
In the past, Jiang Xiaoyan was extremely afraid of things. Even if she was running a cosmetics factory, she would not compete with others, but now she is encouraged to show off.
"What do you see me doing?" Jiang Xiaoyan wondered.
"Are you not afraid of trouble anymore?" Lu Feng laughed and said, "I feel like you are a little overconfident."
"I can even get pregnant. I walk with my head held high. I don't look down on anyone. I'm not afraid to go to your house." Jiang Xiaoyan's face was full of confidence.
"She seems to have changed." Zhang Fengxia said from the side.
Indeed, Jiang Xiaoyan used to be more reserved, feeling like there was an unknown black hole deep in her heart that sucked everything in. However, now she is more cheerful, and her smile also has a bit of sunshine.
"We won't fight over this, just be happy." Lu Feng said happily.
Duoduo ran back and forth happily, shouting about picnics and picnics. The alley was already bustling with people, and the sharp voices of several aunts pierced the dusk, adding a touch of fireworks to the sunset.
There are more mosquitoes in summer, so a bonfire was lit, and the alley was smoked with thick smoke. Various dishes were served, and a group of old men gathered together to chat about national affairs, from international to provincial, from
When talking about work units in the province, they were very clear-cut.
Pancakes tonight, Lu Feng walked out with pancakes and pickles. In the faint light of dusk, a few people squatted aside and saw Lu Feng walking out.
"Is this man Jiang Xiaoyan?"
"You're not talking about a boss, you're so young?"
"Nonsense, how old is Jiang Xiaoyan? She's not Bao Ernai, so she's not much older."
A lean man stood up and walked over and said to Lu Feng, "Are you a Xiaoyan man?"
"Yes, my name is Lu Feng." As Lu Feng spoke, he put the pancakes on the table and said, "Come on, come on, try the pancakes. Aunt Liu's pancakes are delicious."
"Don't worry, come on, smoke!"
As he spoke, a cigarette flew over. Lu Feng grabbed the cigarette and said, "I haven't smoked for a long time and I have quit."
There are about thirty people in this alley, men, women, old and young. The sky has darkened. A one-hundred-watt tungsten lamp is hung above the door of a house. The flames of the bonfire are also rising. Several children are jumping from the fire.
He took out a few burning sticks and played with them, which naturally earned him a scolding from the adults.
"Xiu'er, ask your Hansheng to eat." The second aunt shouted.
After a while, a man in his thirties walked out. He was about 1.75 meters tall and not considered strong. He was dressed in casual clothes and looked like a rich man. He was carrying a few bottles of wine in his hand.
"Come on, come on, sit here, let's sit at the same table with a bunch of big men." Uncle Hong greeted.
Chen Hansheng walked over, took a look at the slightly cramped seat, put his hand on Lu Feng's shoulder, and pulled it to the side.
Lu Feng was almost pushed down with a stool, so he quickly squeezed aside.
"It's okay. Let's all squeeze in and make room for Uncle Hong." Chen Hansheng sat down, looked at Lu Feng, and asked, "Xiaoyan is a man, right?"
"Hello!" Lu Feng said politely.
"Although Xiaoyan has just moved here not long ago, she is very familiar with the people in the alley. She often mentions you and says that you are doing big business outside. I heard that you have a business worth hundreds of millions?" Chen Hansheng asked slightly pointedly.
"It's okay." Lu Feng didn't want to talk in depth. He was afraid of talking about the company now. Otherwise, after a while, various people would come to him to try to establish relationships. He just wanted to get close. After all, it would be very embarrassing to reject someone.
thing.
"We are all doing small business, and we have never been in contact with a big boss. We don't know how you do your business of hundreds of millions?" Chen Hansheng seemed a bit reluctant.
He felt that Jiang Xiaoyan must be bragging about how big a deal it would be to have assets worth hundreds of millions. Can such a person live in a courtyard and still pay rent?
Moreover, Lu Feng is still so young and does not have any semblance of a boss. The big boss he imagined always comes and goes in groups, with a bunch of people behind him, and is definitely not allowed to approach strangers.
"Let's not talk about work. Work has been enough of a headache recently." Lu Feng naturally saw what he was thinking and smiled and said: "Business is like this. You have to pretend to be rich when you go out."
Chen Hansheng laughed, opened the wine and poured it for Uncle Hong, and said: "Try it, I was the youngest in our alley before, but now I don't count. In a few decades, I will be just like Uncle Hong, basking in the sun."
Yes, but I can't compare to Uncle Hong. He can win thousands of miles away while basking in the sun."
"You kid!" Uncle Hong smiled happily.
"But Mr. Chen is still the most promising among the young people in our alley." Another uncle praised.
"No, Mr. Lu is much better than me." Chen Hansheng took over the conversation and said: "More than half of this year has passed. I am average this year, so I only earned half a hundred!"
"Half a hundred? How much is it?"
"More than half a million!"
"Oh, hey, that's amazing. Come on, come on, Han Sheng, I respect you."
Chen Hansheng had a drink, while Xiu'er sat next to him, eating and chatting with a group of women. The expression on his face expressed the word "satisfaction" vividly.
"Lu Feng, you have been working hard for more than half a year, how much have you earned?" Xiu'er asked deliberately.
"Me?" Lu Feng thought for a moment and said, "They are half a hundred, but I am not even half a dozen."
Everyone burst into laughter, and Chen Hansheng took the opportunity to say, "Don't you do business worth hundreds of millions?"
"The transaction amount is hundreds of millions, and the profit is low. I won't talk about it anymore, it's just bitter tears." Lu Feng waved his hands and didn't want to talk more.
Zhang Fengxia was eating on the side and whispered to Jiang Xiaoyan: "You asked him to give you a face, but he didn't do it."
"He's like this. He's afraid that others will find out and beg him to do something." Jiang Xiaoyan still knows Lu Feng well. When he meets ordinary people, he pretends to be poor, and when he meets rich people, he fights against the rich.
Not to mention Lu Feng, Jiang Xiaoyan is now afraid of showing off her wealth. When she goes home during the Chinese New Year, people from three levels inside and three outside will not help.
"Let's have a drink!" Chen Hansheng picked up the wine glass and said.
Everyone clinked their glasses, and Chen Hansheng suggested: "Let Uncle Hong say a few words to everyone, and everyone applauds."
There was a burst of sparse applause. Uncle Hong stood up, cleared his throat, and said like an old cadre: "Um... that..."
"It's fate that we all come together. Although this alley does not belong to the workers' community, our hearts go to the postal workers' community. We all unite and reach an agreement."
"Mutual help and friendship, hygiene, family tradition, and neighborliness must be done well. Three musts must be achieved: we must live in harmony, we must be united, and we must... um..."
"Okay!!" Chen Hansheng took the lead in applauding.
Everyone cheered, and Lu Feng just smiled and clapped.
Uncle Hong sat down, picked up the wine glass and said, "That's right, I am now. A few years ago, when I was giving lectures, there were thousands of people below me."
"You are a leader. Wherever you stand, your majesty will come out." Chen Hansheng flattered him: "You have stepped down, but the majesty of the leader still surrounds you."
"That's right!"
"Han Sheng is right!"
Everyone agreed. Uncle Hong smiled very happily. He took a sip of white wine and his facial features wrinkled up. He picked up a mouthful of cold vegetables and put it into his mouth. He asked, "Hansheng, your logistics company is very profitable."
"Thanks to you, it's easier to do things under the banner of the postal service. Otherwise, we would have to pay a lot of road maintenance fees on the road, not to mention there are road blockers in remote places." Chen Hansheng muttered.
"Hansheng is in logistics?" Lu Feng asked.
"Ah!" Chen Hansheng glanced at Lu Feng and said, "The company is a small one. It can't be compared to your business of hundreds of millions. It only has dozens of trucks and a few hundred people under its control."
"There are hundreds of people there?"
"Weren't there only about a hundred people last year?"
Xiu'er couldn't hold it in anymore and said: "Isn't this an expansion this year? Several unloading points have been set up in Changzhou and Lianyungang. But we have to increase manpower. This year we have to develop to Greater Shanghai, which will be soon.
It’s a big company.”
"Han Sheng is still capable. He will be the boss soon and live in a villa." A middle-aged man picked up his wine glass and said, "Come on, come on, I'll give you a toast."
Being able to be looked at highly by the people in the alley is definitely a matter of pride. Chen Hansheng demeaned himself again, glanced at Lu Feng and said: "Not as good as Mr. Lu, who has a business worth hundreds of millions."
"Mr. Chen, please stop mentioning it." Lu Feng said with a smile, "Otherwise I won't be able to eat anymore."
Xiu'er put down her chopsticks, looked at Jiang Xiaoyan's feeling of relief, and said, "You said this, people are more irritating than others, right?"
Jiang Xiaoyan is quite adaptable to this kind of comparison between neighbors. She grew up in such an environment. She smiled and said nothing, but Zhang Fengxia on the side couldn't help it.
She comes from a family of veteran cadres, and none of her neighbors have been so crowded since she was a child. But she is not from this alley, so she couldn't help but mutter: "Ignorance is sometimes a kind of happiness!"