Chapter 121 Price without market and market without price
In the alley, Luo Youfu was being supported by two team members.
The wound on the wrist has been simply bandaged with wooden boards by the team members to facilitate transfer to the factory health center for further treatment.
"Trash, are you all trash?"
"How did Cao Weidong get in? He just appeared in the alley so openly. Didn't you guys notice it?"
"It's so lawless. He dared to attack the deputy director of the Security Department. I will definitely kill him!"
Luo Youfu cursed angrily.
Both hands and wrists were broken. The pain made his eyes bloodshot, and he looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
Terrifying and terrifying.
However, the faces of the surrounding team members were strange.
In their eyes, Luo Youfu's attitude gave people a feeling of incompetence and rage.
At this time, Ma Biao ran over with several team members and said apologetically: "Director, we didn't catch up, and people ran away."
"Run away!"
Luo Youfu couldn't believe his ears.
"You, a group of well-trained elites, actually let people run away?"
Ma Biao said helplessly: "The opponent's skills are really too flexible, and he ran from the rafters. We can't catch up below."
"It's okay. The monk can run away but can't run away from the temple. We will go directly to Cao Weidong's house to block him."
At this moment, Luo Youfu had murderous intentions.
Has he ever suffered such humiliation?
Ma Biao quickly advised: "Director, we have no direct evidence. Isn't it too sudden to come to the door like this?"
"What do you mean there is no evidence? I am the victim, and my words are the evidence!"
Luo Youfu was almost furious.
I'm so injured, can't it be used as evidence?
But he gradually calmed down.
There are too many things that cannot be explained.
Why would Cao Weidong appear in an alley a few kilometers away from home at eleven o'clock in the evening?
Why did you appear at the same location with the security team?
To explain these things, we must reveal his conspiracy of fishing and law enforcement.
There is no doubt that this is impossible.
Luo Youfu's body was stiff, and veins popped out on his forehead. He wanted to swing his fist hard, but he inadvertently opened the wound, and the severe pain made his body twitch.
After a long time, an angry and desperate roar sounded in the alley.
"Asshole!"
.......
As the saying goes, one family is happy and the other is worried.
As soon as Cao Weidong returned to the courtyard, he met Lou Xiao'e, who got the cuckold drunk, and enjoyed a complete set of services. Finally, he had a beautiful sleep under Lou Xiao'e's service.
The next day, as usual, he put away the extra little goldfish on the table, got dressed, got up, washed and ate, and then rode his bicycle to work.
When we arrived at the gate of the steel rolling mill, we saw Captain Qin Youliang carrying a pole and waiting at the roadside with two members.
"Captain Qin."
Cao Weidong smiled and greeted him, "When did you come?"
Qin Youliang said a little awkwardly: "We have just arrived."
"Okay, I'll take you in, and we'll talk about this slowly."
Cao Weidong said hello to the guard and led Qin Youliang and others inside, but suddenly a shadow appeared in front of him.
Cao Weidong raised his head.
Luo Youfu looked at Cao Weidong with a gloomy face.
At this time, he had completely torn off his friendly mask, and said in a hoarse voice: "You were the one who did it last night, right? Our relationship is finally settled, and this matter is not over yet."
Naturally, Cao Weidong would not admit it.
He blinked blankly and asked, pretending to be confused.
"I don't know what you are talking about..."
"Director Luo, what's wrong with your hands? Are they disabled?"
There was a hint of anger on Luo Youfu's face.
Cao Weidong sighed: "I understand that you are hurt and want to find someone to talk to, but I still have a job, so...can you please let me go?"
At this time, many employees passing by noticed this scene and gathered around.
Feeling more and more strange looks around him, Luo Youfu was a little discouraged. He felt like he was half a head shorter than Cao Weidong, so he obediently moved out of the way.
The two passed each other.
Luo Youfu suddenly said softly: "From today on, I will keep an eye on you and pray that you will never fall into my hands."
A smile appeared on Cao Weidong's lips.
He said in a seemingly small voice that could be heard clearly by everyone around him: "This is not your fault, and you don't have to feel inferior. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else..."
Qin Youliang and others burst out laughing.
The surrounding employees automatically imagined a good show and looked at Luo Youfu with a little more pity.
Luo Youfu was instantly petrified.
Watching Luo Youfu leave, Qin Youliang approached Cao Weidong and lowered his voice and said, "Comrade Weidong, do you want us to help you vent your anger?"
As he spoke, he made a fighting gesture.
At this time, the commune members were fierce by nature, fighting over grain crops and water canals, and there was always a fight.
Qin Youliang is older now.
He was also a thorn when he was young.
"No need, I can handle it myself." Cao Weidong said with a smile
After entering the office, Cao Weidong asked: "How is the construction of the biogas digester going?"
Qin Youliang's tone was a little anxious.
"The things are built, but we don't know if they are correct or not. We still need you to go and take a look."
He was particularly concerned about this treasure that could generate electricity. After working hard for a long time, he finally tinkered with the cement.
This is also because the demand is not large, otherwise it would be really troublesome.
But what is more embarrassing now is that they have built a biogas digester, but they don't know how to use it, which makes Qin Youliang a little anxious.
In fact, even if Cao Weidong didn't arrange for someone to call him, Qin Youliang would be ready to go to the city.
Cao Weidong nodded: "Okay, I will sit in the village tonight and treat the engineers from the machinery factory to dinner. Let's discuss the custom-made biogas generator first. I will go over there if I have time tomorrow."
Qin Youliang is naturally very grateful.
But he still flinched: "Weidong, is this biogas generator expensive? Can we afford it?"
Cao Weidong said: "How should I put it? This thing has a price but no market. If I were to estimate it, a biogas generator would be worth at least two to three thousand."
"Two or three thousand?"
Qin Youliang sat down on the ground.
Their production team can only save eight or nine yuan a year, which is almost their net profit for two or three years.
Cao Weidong nodded: "Yes, I'd better say it's less, it may be more expensive."
In this era, the price of a Jiefang truck is more than 10,000 yuan, let alone a biogas generator that is not yet on the market.
Qin Youliang almost burst into tears after hearing Cao Weidong's explanation.
Cao Weidong comforted him: "Actually, you should be lucky. Food is valuable at this time. One is marketable but not priceless, and the other is priceless but not marketable. You should be able to negotiate if you exchange grain for it."
"But as the creator of the biogas generator, I have several conditions that I need you to agree to."