Chapter 182 Comrade Public Security, I want to report
In Cao Weidong's opinion, this is a very satisfactory set of furniture.
There are two sets of split wardrobes, a set of tables and chairs made of pure solid wood, a double bed, and some scattered small furniture.
Such as dining tables, chests of drawers, sideboards, storage cabinets, etc.
However, in this era, it is not ordinary.
Especially the cooking table with a rock slab as the countertop.
The wooden frame and rock slabs are perfectly combined, taking into account both beauty and practicality, and solve the problem of water stains easily remaining on the cooking table.
"Have you never seen anyone use this furniture before?"
"Why is there a stone attached to the furniture? It's for cutting vegetables? Don't tell me, it's quite suitable."
The neighbors were talking a lot.
In this era, there were no rock slabs or marble slabs. Cao Weidong specially found someone to customize them.
You can say.
This cooking table is unique to Scorpion Target.
After hearing Cao Weidong's simple explanation, the neighbors' eyes changed when they looked at Cao Weidong.
Everyone is poor these days.
If someone has a set of furniture that includes a bed, a cabinet, a table and chairs, it will definitely be the center of attention, not to mention the scenery.
Of course, their imagination can only go so far.
Sideboards with more novel styles, cupboards with classical aesthetics, and practical and beautiful cooking tables...
They would never dream of these things.
At this time, the aunt came to Cao Weidong and asked a little embarrassedly:
"Brother Weidong, are these all custom-made by you?"
"Yes, aren't we moving to a new home? Let the master type it out and prepare it for use in the new home."
"Are these furniture expensive?"
Cao Weidong was stunned for a moment: "Auntie, do you want to buy it?"
The aunt said with a smile.
"I happen to be short of a few pieces of furniture at home. I saw that these you made look pretty good, so I decided to ask about them."
Cao Weidong immediately became happy when he heard it.
He pointed at Lei Tiancheng and said.
"Here, that man's surname is Lei, and I buy all my furniture from him."
When other neighbors heard this, they immediately surrounded Lei Tiancheng and asked all kinds of questions.
When has Lei Tiancheng, an honest man, ever seen such a scene?
I feel suffocated and my brain CPU is almost burning.
He steeled himself and said in a stumbling voice: "Dear neighbors, I made all these furniture. If you come to me for custom-made furniture today, I will give you a 20% discount."
The neighbors became even more enthusiastic after hearing that there were discounts.
Lei Tiancheng was very busy and received seven or eight orders, with a deposit of more than thirty yuan.
This makes Lei Tiancheng very happy.
I can’t even close my mouth.
Cao Weidong said: "Master Lei, congratulations."
Lei Tiancheng said gratefully.
"It's all thanks to you. If you hadn't invented these furniture, I would have received these business."
"I'm humble, but your craftsmanship is still good."
Cao Weidong waved his hand.
Anyway, it’s not the core skills, it’s the furniture style. He really doesn’t pay much attention to these things.
After Cao Weidong inspected the quality of the furniture, Lei Tiancheng called on several movers to move the furniture into Cao Weidong's house one by one, and then assembled and placed it according to Cao Weidong's requirements.
This time, like a blind dragon's eye, the empty room suddenly became full of energy.
A few more neighbors who followed to see the fun placed orders, and asked by name to make the same furniture made by Cao Weidong.
Lei Tiancheng responded one by one.
Cao Weidong didn't care about Lei Tiancheng.
He walked around the house and felt that there was no problem, so he planned to pay the balance.
Lei Tiancheng refused.
"Mr. Cao, it's all thanks to you that I received these orders today. I can't take any more of your money."
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Seeing Lei Tiancheng's firm attitude, Cao Weidong had no choice but to give up.
After sending Lei Tiancheng and Master Liu away, as soon as they sat down on the chairs, Lou Xiao'e came over with a bowl of cooked ginseng soup for Cao Weidong to drink to replenish his body.
"Are you planning to empty me out?"
Cao Weidong took the ginseng soup with a wry smile and drank it all in one gulp.
Lou Xiao'e's face was flushed.
But soon, her attention turned to these furniture and she praised them repeatedly.
"These furniture are so beautiful."
As she watched, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and an idea came to her mind.
"Brother Wei Dong, after I go to Hong Kong City, shall we set up a furniture factory in our name?"
"Furniture factory?"
"Yes, there must be a market for your novel furniture. We can sell it in Hong Kong City."
Lou Xiao'e said with a smile.
"Today my father told me that he wanted me to learn how to do business when I go there. I happened to see these pieces of furniture and I had this idea."
Cao Weidong thought about it and felt that this idea was indeed feasible.
"This can be done. I've been sorting out some design drafts of novel furniture these days. If you go to the port city and find some good craftsmen to type them out, it should be enough for you to buy for a while."
Then he chatted with Lou Xiao'e about some business-related matters.
In fact, the accumulation of capital is bloody.
Real business wars use all possible means, and are far dirtier than imagined.
Moreover, the Hong Kong city at this time was in chaos, gangs were rampant, and officials and gangsters colluded.
These need to be paid attention to.
Lou Xiaoe listened with great interest.
She is Lou Bancheng's daughter. She has been nurtured since she was a child and has accepted these intrigues very quickly.
Lou Xiaoe said with admiration.
"Brother Wei Dong, you are so awesome. How come you know all these things?"
The smile on Cao Weidong's face froze, and he smiled awkwardly: "You should also read more books, you will know it after reading."
"There's nothing I can do about it. I get sleepy when I read a book, but I have other ways to study."
"What?"
"Tie you close to me."
Lou Xiao'e came close to Cao Weidong, with an expression on her face that she wanted to eat someone.
Xu was preparing to leave the courtyard, and Lou Xiao'e became particularly bold.
Cao Weidong smiled bitterly, and then said righteously.
"I am not as good as hell. Who will go to hell? Come and stand and feel the pain!"
A lingering moment.
Cao Weidong finally sent Lou Xiaoe away.
He stretched out, stepped on a stool, opened the skylight, closed the door and left.
The furniture was painted with tung oil and the walls were painted with paint. There is still a smell and it needs to be ventilated for a few days before it can be occupied.
Then he went to the bathhouse and took a nice bath. Then he walked into the police station looking at the time and said in front of all the police comrades.
"Comrade Public Security, please help me find Director Red Star! I want to report!"
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Gate of steel rolling mill
The young security officer said to Ge Shulan with a smile.
"Doctor Ge, I left a little late today."
"Yes, I have to clean up the warehouse of the health station today, so there is some delay."
Ge Shulan chatted with the young officer of the security department without changing her expression.
Without stopping, I walked towards the outside of the steel rolling mill.
Today is a trading day.
Ge Shulan offered to stay and work overtime, and sent the others away, while she quietly prepared all the medicines needed by Yuan Siyao from the warehouse.
Usually these things pass through her hands.
No one checked.
As long as you forge a few medication certificates, you can make up for the shortfall in inventory.
Therefore, she can sit up easily without any pressure.
Carrying the backpack containing the medicine, Ge Shulan quietly quickened her pace and walked towards the door.
As long as you pass through the iron gate, you will be safe.
Ten meters...
Five meters...
One meter!
The dawn is right before our eyes.
Ge Shulan stepped out of the gate of the steel rolling mill!
Just at this moment, the young manager's voice sounded from behind.
"Wait a minute, Doctor Ge, your marching bag is open, let me tie it up for you."
Ge Shulan's heartbeat accelerated, her muscles tightened, and she subconsciously wanted to lift her legs and run away.