Come on, when you say that, no one really dares to teach him. Wei Li looked a little embarrassed when he heard that. If you feel that you are a gangster, you have to learn from those gangsters in Hong Kong who will take their younger brother out whenever there is no problem.
"Um...uncle, aunt! Your child is really not suitable!" Wei Li smiled awkwardly and said: "Our battlefield has already been filled up, and your child is too young. He is only in high school.
After graduation, let me repeat the study for another year!"
"Reread? Repeat the reading!" A certain uncle's stomach bulged, he patted his chest, and said loudly: "Nowadays, college students have a ball to use. After reading, it's not like working for others. For the rest of your life, three thousand yuan a month, what's the point?
What do you mean? It’s better to let him come to your place to exercise, and he can still earn 5,000 yuan, and he will have 20,000 yuan by the end of the year!”
Sweat, when Wei Li heard this, cold sweat dripped on his forehead. Emotions here have become a nursery, and it is also a paid nursery. Anyway, the ones sent here are all for exercise, and each baby is like a baby. He suffers from helplessness, and
It was agreed years ago that any unemployed youth from the power plant community could come. So, Wei Li had no choice but to reluctantly accept the offer.
However, Wei Li specially organized all the children he accepted and sent them all to Li Shaofeng for training. This was necessary. Without Li Shaofeng's training, each of these children would be more noble than the other. For
He didn't even disdain a job like sand mining. Moreover, even the boss, Wei Li, didn't take it seriously. Unfortunately, everyone was from the power plant community, and they were neighbors. If they were reprimanded, they really couldn't do anything. After all, they are all only children now.
Although uncles and aunts send their children here, they are just doing it for the high salary. Who really sends their children here for exercise?
Wei Li was helpless. There was no news about his fourth brother. He sat at the gate of the battlefield and smoked a cigarette. In the February weather, green grass sprouted at the gates of Lin Ranch and Sanxing Battlefield. Those withered weeds began to grow.
The new year is crazy and wanton.
At this time, a man slowly walked over from the direction of Lincai Ranch. He was tall and majestic, with a melancholic temperament. He had long hair shawl, holding a cigarette in his hand, and walked forward looking left and right.
