Chapter 40: Now we are moving forward from the beginning (3)
"Director Chen, you are too polite. Alas, I will simply admit it to you. I did say nice things just now. I did this not because I was afraid of causing trouble to you. In fact, I have already talked to the boss of Dongfeng Brick and Tile Factory.
Liao said hello. I see you are quite busy too.
, there is no need to accommodate us, just take care of other class brothers first." Xue Xiang had already known the truth and falsehood of the Xianghong Brick and Tile Factory, and this battle was winnable. Since Chen Tianshan was willing to take care of it, Xue Xiang would help him.
You have to stand high and see if he feels uncomfortable with his feet propped up.
Xue Xiang tried to leave, but the villagers blocked the door and refused to let him out. Chen Tianshan also kept saying nice things, but did not say that the factory was in trouble, and said that the Dongfeng Brick and Tile Factory was not good, and he would directly control the county.
The largest brick and tile factory in the city was reduced to the size of a latrine.
"Director Chen, alas, I can't save any face for myself in front of you! To tell you the truth, I am really short of money. Lao Liao promised me that I would pay three cents per brick at the lowest price.
Five tiles, 250,000 bricks, 30,000 tiles
, a total of nine thousand yuan, pay 30% in advance, and pay off when the pigs come out of the pen next year. Director Chen, now you know my difficulties, alas, if you force me to ask, you will tear off my fig leaf."
Xue Xiang spoke with such sincerity that it seemed as if his heart was broken.
Chen Tianshan's complexion changed greatly, and he looked at Xiaozhuang. The latter went out to pour water on an excuse. After a while, he turned back and said that someone was picking up the goods and asked the factory director to sign for it. Chen Tianshan made a complaint, asked Xue Xiang to wait, and followed Xiaozhuang.
He went out. Before leaving, he called two more young men and blocked the office door again.
"Director, this is going to be very difficult. Don't you think the people from Dongfeng Brick and Tile Factory are disrupting the situation? How can such a big factory compete with a poor family like us? They are very wealthy, with bricks costing three cents and tiles costing five cents.
Is there any profit from this? Our ex-factory price is one or two cents higher than this, and we only pay 30% of the payment, so I think we should let them go." Xiaozhuang lowered his head as he spoke.
, began to sigh.
"Fart! Let him go, and those living ancestors who want wages will eat me tomorrow! No matter what you say, you can't let him go. You have to accept this deal, and you have to accept it with gritted teeth." Chen Tianshan said with gritted teeth.
I don't know what decision to make.
Xiaozhuang said: "Director, since you said you want to take it, I think we should stop pretending. Previously, we pretended to be prosperous just to bargain with the price. Seeing that Dongfeng's gang of bastards are interfering with each other, the price cannot be negotiated. Now our main task is
The task is to retain people. I think it’s better to make it miserable, the more miserable the better. I don’t believe that Director Xue is so hard-hearted that he doesn’t even take care of the companies in his own company.”
After hearing this, Chen Tianshan slapped his thigh and rushed back to the office without even looking back: "Director Xue, if you show your heart to me, Old Chen, I, Old Chen, will stop pretending to you. The factory is booming right now.
, it is simply lifeless. The bricks produced cannot be sold at all, but it is not
If I dare to stop production, the workers' wages have been delayed for half a year. It would be easy for me to stop production, but these workers have to eat! Director Xue, no matter what, this list must be left to us. This is life-saving." Chen Tianshan changed his role.
Quite quickly, the tragedy card was played again.
Xue Xiang said with a bitter face: "I didn't expect it would be easy for you, too. Well, I have to offend Lao Liao first. No matter what happens, I have to take care of my family first! Director Chen, you can tell me a price, and we won't give a shit."
, but the payment method must be the same as that of Lao Liao
.You have to understand me about this. With only 20,000 yuan, it is difficult to set up a factory. Not to mention that Director Jiang wanted to pay 1,788 yuan in debt, but Director Shen worked hard and borrowed 1,000 yuan.
It’s not easy to pay the teachers in Sheli Middle School!”
Chen Tianshan pondered for a long time and said: "Director Xue, since you are loyal, we can't be less generous. Let's do this. I won't talk about the price of bricks and tiles. Anyway, you can move as much as you want. You can pay Lao Liao's nine
Thousands, I'll just make it up here
It’s a festive number of eight thousand eighty. But there’s only one thing. You pay Lao Liao 30% of the down payment, which is two thousand seventy-seven. You can bear with me and give me the whole sum of three thousand. I’m not nitpicking, it’s really not the case.
Three thousand yuan, I won’t be able to make it through tomorrow.”
Xue Xiang slapped the table: "Old Chen, don't say anything. Do you a favor, I will help you!" After saying that, he turned to Su Shunmin and shouted: "Old Su, what are you still doing? Give me money! How nice!"
People!"
Lao Su trembled and took out the money. At this moment, he glanced at the captain and felt cold all over.
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Time passed like water, and it was already mid-May. It was just past noon. After lunch, Xue Xiang took out a mat and spread it on the bamboo-shaded path in front of the window. He also brought a standing stool, tea, and pillows.
, everything was settled, and he lay down just now. His problem of enjoying himself could not be changed anywhere, even in Kaoshantun.
The material conditions in the small mountain village are even less advanced, but people are trying to enjoy the beauty of nature in a strange way. In front of them, it is indeed a beautiful scenery. Green mountains and green waters are set in front of you, with lush forests and bamboos around you, and you can hold another cup.
How can it not be a great enjoyment to have some fragrant tea, light a cigarette, and be surrounded by lush greenery to escape the summer heat?
Xue Xiang took a clean wooden board and placed it against the wall. He then placed a large black buckwheat pillow against the wooden board and then lay down on the mat. After lying down, he did not close his eyes to take a nap, nor did he look around.
Instead, he took out a piece of red paper from his shirt pocket, unfolded it, and started reading.
“…….. It’s early summer, and it’s raining more and more in the capital. As the sun sets, a light rain comes quietly. After closing the Song poem, I walk alone in the dusk drizzle. Along the Beihai embankment, I stop and go.
, break off a weeping willow branch with your own hands, shake it gently and slowly, and feel it carefully
The person who wrote this book feels comfortable with a spring. I love this kind of rain, not because of the thoughtfulness and tenderness of being intoxicated with wet clothes, nor because I appreciate the cuteness and fun of the sudden rain hitting new lotuses, but because of the sadness of her weeping.
, attached to her gentleness that is gentle to the core..."
"Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, raising free flying flowers and blowing the boundless rain. At this moment, I am walking in the drizzle and watching the flowers in the breeze. I am thinking about my thoughts, thinking about you in the distance, and also thinking about whether you in the distance are also thinking about me.
.With a touch of longing, I am intoxicated in the harmony of wind and rain.
In a chapter of loose rhyme, I share the same pulse with the wind, and share the tenderness with the rain. I want to hold out my love-filled heart, let it condense into shining red beans, and be sent by the clear wind and the bright moon. I would like to stand on the bank of the autumn water and wait.
You picked up a handful of lovesick red beans and walked through the snow to find them on a windy night..."
Yes, Xue Xiang was reading the letter from Liu Ying'er. He didn't expect that Xiao Nizi was not good at words, but she was talented in writing and blended emotions into the scenery. As he read it, he actually became sentimental. He put it down
Papers, filled with sadness about separation, longing for each other, were twisted into a mess, stuck in my chest, and suddenly I felt depressed.
After closing his eyes and reverie for a moment, Xue Xiang picked up the paper again, looked at it, and burst into laughter. It turned out that Liu Ying'er's writing suddenly changed from the previous elegant and sad style, and her writing style became humorous, and she talked several times in a row.
Not telling a joke, but at the end, he used classical Chinese that has been banned for many years
The article ends with "...Beijing and Jianghan are thousands of miles away from each other. I don't see you anymore. I have no joy in the morning and evening. I feel sad for the moon. I often lament the sadness of spring and autumn. I can't sleep at night. I write and quote, and the character of the past is gone. My words are in no order, and they are mixed.
It’s disturbing, but I can’t help but smile at that brat. If you think about it, you will know my heart!”
Xue Xiangfei was amused by her clumsy joke. This is actually a love letter. Let’s call it a love letter. It is like a pot of hodgepodge, sometimes sentimental and tactful, sometimes witty and humorous.
The words have no sequence and are confusing and confusing.”
Xue Xiang was lying alone under the window, feeling sad and happy, and his face kept changing color with the sadness and happiness, as if he was performing a comedy. Little did he know that a small light green body was lying on the window, holding a hand.
The fleshy arms support the lower body
Ba, I watched for a long time. Who is that person if not the little guy? It turns out that today is Saturday. Although there is no double holiday at this time, Xue Xiang decisively introduced the advanced experience of his previous life to Guoshantun, and the little guy became what he is today.
of vacation.
"Huh, big guy, what are you looking at? It's so interesting, don't hide it, others want to see it too." The little guy couldn't help seeing Xue Xiang packing up the paper and stuffing it into the envelope.
Xue Xiang looked back and saw the little guy flying down from the window. He quickly stretched out his hand to support her chubby little body, turned in a circle to relieve the pressure, and then slapped the little guy on the buttocks.
: "You are so brave. If you jump down from such a high place again, see if I pick you up or not."
The little guy held his butt, wrinkled his nose, stared at Xue Xiang, snorted and said, "Teacher Zhong said, parents who hit their children are not good parents. Big guy, you are not a good parent."
Xue Xiang smiled and said: "Oh, did your teacher Zhong say that children who don't listen to their parents are not good children?"
The little guy turned his head over and looked up to the sky and thought for a while: "No, you always ask people to do their homework, so I don't want to listen to you." After that, the little guy dove into Xue Xiang's arms and reached out to get it.
He received a letter, but Xue Xiang shook it away.
The little guy turned around and hugged Xue Xiang Chixin's arm. After hugging him, he moved little by little towards Chixin's palm. From time to time he would turn back and make a face at Xue Xiang, showing that he was very proud. Just as she
When those fleshy little hands were about to touch the envelope, Xue Xiang pinched it with his fingers, and the letter suddenly flew out and landed accurately on his other hand.
The duck in its mouth flew away, and the little guy was annoyed. He turned around and threw himself into Xue Xiang's arms. He rolled around, hummed and stopped talking. Xue Xiang knew that this was a sign that the little guy would lose his temper, so he hurriedly put it in his arms.
The letter was stuffed into her arms. The little guy snorted and opened the letter without looking at him.
The little guy unfolded the letter, cleared his throat first, and then read it boldly: "Xue... Yibie... the words are like seeing each other... our......" The little guy couldn't read a few words at all. This letter
There is no pinyin marked on it.
Therefore, the more she read, the more she stuttered, and the more she read, the tighter her little eyebrows became. Finally, she handed the paper back to Xue Xiang, and said plausibly: "What are you writing? It's not good at all. It doesn't even have pinyin."