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1-53 money money money

Zhang Biao staggered and almost fell down after being beaten. Bei Xiaoshuai didn't give up. He stepped forward and grabbed his arm that was still in a plaster. He pulled out an ax from behind and said, "Fuck you, you're gone."

Blood, you are dishonest."

"Brother, don't do it, I'm telling the truth." Zhang Biao knelt on the ground and covered his head, shouting like a pig.

"Tell me! Where did the convoy go?" Bei Xiaoshuai pointed an ax at Zhang Biao's head and asked.

"These two cars are indeed my cars. I bought a second-hand Dongfeng from someone for 12,000 yuan last year. They were like this when I bought them." Zhang Biao said with a sad face.

"You're still talking nonsense!" Bei Xiaoshuai raised his axe.

"Xiaoshuai, wait, let him speak." Liu Ziguang, who was smoking at the side, suddenly spoke up to stop Bei Xiaoshuai's movements.

"Thank you, brother." Zhang Biao gave a grateful look and continued: "Generally, those who do earthmoving business don't use their own cars, which cause a lot of damage and can't come. The traffic police have strict inspections, and everyone rents them.

I was working at night, and there used to be seven or eight cars working with me, but then something happened to me and they all ran away."

Liu Ziguang nodded and said, "Okay, let's talk about that for another time. Which construction site do you usually pull earthwork for? If it matters, please introduce it to me."

Zhang Biao replied with a sad face: "It doesn't matter. I just lead people to block the gate of the construction site and force them to work. If they encounter any trouble, they will be beaten up. If you are lucky enough to encounter someone rough, just do it."

Cannons, all the trouble, hard money."

Zhang Biao is telling the truth on this point. There is no technical content in earthmoving. It is purely a monopolized industry. Whoever is more powerful has more work. There is no trick to tell. Zhang Biao is just a low-class urban-rural gangster.

They've all gotten mixed up to the point of playing fairy dance, so they probably don't have a strong relationship.

"You said these two cars are yours, but where are the keys?" Liu Ziguang asked again.

"Here, I have them all with me." Zhang Biao trembled and took out two keys from his pocket and handed them to Liu Ziguang.

Liu Ziguang tossed it to Bei Xiaoshuai: "Go up and try, can you hit it?"

Bei Xiaoshuai climbed into the cab and turned the key on the ignition. The machine buzzed for a long time, and finally there was some movement, but the other car couldn't move at all.

"I haven't moved for a while, and the battery has run out of power." Zhang Biao explained anxiously.

"Zhang Biao, I will take these two cars first. If I find that you dare to play tricks, I will take off one of your legs and get out!"

When Liu Ziguang said something, Zhang Biao seemed to be amnesty, got up and ran away. Bei Xiaoshuai jumped out of the car, looked at Zhang Biao's escaping figure and said, "Just these two cars, are they enough?"

"Enough, our advantage is not in the vehicles, but in the supply of goods." Liu Ziguang said confidently.

He called Ma and brought a truck battery. He installed it and connected it to the wires. When he started the ignition, it really caught fire. Ma then roughly checked the condition of the car and made a comment: "It was used too hard.

Its lifespan has long since expired, but it can barely run. It’s fine for short-distance transportation, but it will definitely be sluggish for long distances.”

"It's fine for short distances. It's a car after all." Liu Ziguang was very satisfied and looked at his trophies with a smile.



In the days that followed, Wang Zhijun returned to his hometown to handle the contracting procedures for the battlefield, while Liu Ziguang contacted buyers in the city. The real estate market is now booming, with several communities in the city under construction, and there are more than a dozen large and small properties.

While the construction site was under construction, Liu Ziguang printed a box of business cards and claimed to be the marketing manager of Nantai River Sand Kai Co., Ltd. He took a bunch of samples and went around asking people if they wanted river sand.

The quality of the river sand in Dahe Township, Nantai County is well-known. The water quality of Dasha River is clear, there is no industrial pollution, the sand has low mud content, hard texture, and clear color. It is a high-quality building material. It is very popular in the raw material market. Various buildings

The project managers of the unit all said that they needed as much as they wanted, and the price was easy to say. Just follow the market price, and the price on site would be one hundred yuan per party.

One cubic meter is worth one hundred yuan! According to research, the river sand resources in Zhuwangzhuang are about 15 million cubic meters, and they are increasing at the rate of 500,000 cubic meters every year. What a huge wealth this is!

The two broken trucks were taken to Ma's auto repair shop and tidied up again. The engines were cleaned, the oil was checked, the glass was polished, and the paint was repainted. After the repairs, they no longer looked like scrap metal.

Liu Ziguang is now well-known on the road, and Ma's status in the factory is increasing day by day thanks to his connections. He has been promoted from a car wash worker to a maintenance master, and it only takes one sentence to ask for leave.

After Wang Zhijun's sand field formalities are completed, he rents a few cement boats and drives them fully loaded with river sand from Dasha River into the Huaijiang River. He then takes the waterway to Jiangbei City, and then switches to short-distance transportation by car and delivers it to various construction sites, and weighs it.

Give me money, and from then on, money will roll in, you will have a house, a luxury car and everything else, and your life will be so wonderful.

Thinking happily, Liu Ziguang rode his bicycle back home. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw his neighbors gathered around his door and praised him. A huge cardboard box was opened and thrown aside. A large 52-inch LCD color TV

It was placed in the center, and my parents stood beside it with smiles on their faces, and kept saying that this was the son's filial piety that he bought with his bonus.

My son won the Good Citizen Award and received a bonus from the head office, which added up to 10,000 yuan, 10,000 yuan! My mother had been working as a cleaner for many years and could not make this amount, so how could I not make my parents happy?

Seeing Liu Ziguang come back, the neighbors praised him for his great achievements and asked when the last film produced by the TV station would be released. Liu Ziguang chatted with the neighbors politely and took out cigarettes for them to smoke.

"Xiaoguang, it's going to be cold. Let's add some heating equipment to the house. Mom is not in good health, so we can't freeze." The speaker was Deng Yunfeng, an old neighbor in the courtyard, who was ten years older than Liu Ziguang.

Worked as an electrician at Hongqi Machinery Factory.

"Well, I have this plan. When my salary is paid, I will buy a large air conditioner, at least a 50 cabinet unit." Liu Ziguang said.

"That won't work. The wires in our compound were laid in the 1980s and have already aged. It's okay to light a lamp and watch TV, but it's hard to use a microwave. The 5o cabinet machine will definitely not be able to carry it. It won't work.

We have to burn the wires." Deng Yunfeng was an electrician after all, and he was very clear about it.

"Is there any way?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"It's easy to handle. It just takes a little effort. You buy a six-square-meter bundle of wires and I'll help you run the wires and change the meter. I can use any electrical appliance with a smile."

"That's great. Thank you in advance, Brother Deng."

When I brought the large LCD TV into the house, my parents lamented that it was too big and they were not used to it. It felt like a movie. But at the end of the day, I was very happy. The original old TV was covered with a cover and put away for replacement in the future.

A large house is used in the bedroom.

During dinner, his father persuaded Liu Ziguang with serious words: "Xiaoguang, now that you have a lot of money, you can't spend money carelessly. You still want to buy a house and get married. If you can save one, this TV is your filial piety.

** and I won’t say anything, but don’t buy air conditioners or anything like that. It consumes a lot of electricity and doesn’t keep you warm. It’s far worse than a honeycomb briquette stove.”

My mother also chimed in: "That's right, houses have risen so much now. In the Hongqi community near us, the 1996-old houses cost more than 4,000 per square meter. If you buy a new house in the future, even a smaller one will cost you.

Five or six hundred thousand, ** and I are used to frugality, so the money we saved is just for your wedding. Son, listen to ** and don’t buy randomly."

Liu Ziguang chuckled: "I know, I won't spend money randomly in the future."

The father was very satisfied with his son's attitude and asked again: "How are things going between you and Xiao Fang? Xiao Fang is a good boy, you can't bully others."

Mother ** said: "If you can make a decision, make it quickly. There won't be that store after passing this village. ** and I are waiting to have our grandson."

Liu Ziguang said: "This matter cannot be rushed. How old is Nurse Fang this year? She is not yet of legal age for marriage."

"Ah" Mom and Dad looked at each other. They didn't expect that Fang Fei was so young and the gap between them was so big. Could the woman's family agree?



Early the next morning, Wang Zhijun called from the countryside. The renewal process was almost done, and the punt boat was also contacted. However, in order to litigate the lawsuit, Zhu Lao's family had to prepare all necessary machines such as dredgers, river sand dryers, and selection machines.

After it was sold, the skilled workers were also disbanded. If they wanted to start working again, they would have to pay a fee.

You need money to get married and buy a house, you need money to improve the living conditions of your parents, you need money to provide living expenses for Bei Xiaoshuai and other guys, you need money to repair your car and buy gasoline, you need money to build a building at Wang Zhijun's house, and Mao's mother has cancer all day long.

Chemotherapy also costs money, and now the battlefield needs money to purchase equipment.

Liu Ziguang was full of emotions. He calculated how much cash he still had. The 120,000 he had collected from Zhang Biao and Fatty, and the 100,000 he had received from selling the Ma Liu. Adding his salary and bonus, there were still around 200,000.

, but Wang Zhijun’s family only spent half of it on building a house, and Maohai’s mother spent another 60,000 yuan on medical treatment. She helped pay for the medical expenses of the brothers, drank wine and entertained the brothers, repaired the vehicle and purchased home appliances. This little money was basically spent.

I checked my pockets and found that I only had a few hundred yuan left.

Although it is still in business and there is some income every day, it is just a drop in the bucket and of no use. Renting a dredger, buying equipment and machinery, renting a transport ship, a dump truck fleet, and workers' wages are all huge expenses.

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Thinking of this, Liu Ziguang felt a headache.

Money! Money! Money! Without this thing, nothing can be done.


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