At night, the playground of Nantou Township Primary School was crowded with people.
The 32-inch large color TV seemed to be enshrined in a shrine, draped in red and decorated with colors and placed on the high podium. A box of "Rambo" was stuffed into the video recorder, and Sylvester Stallone looked powerful on the screen.
Battle with American police.
The pictures, sound quality, plot, and hot action movies deeply attracted all the teachers, students, and onlookers in the school. Even people from the township government came over and said they were very happy, and they felt that watching foreigners' movies was a kind of enjoyment.
The first time the donated teaching aids were used was a public screening of a movie, which greatly entertained and shocked the men, women, and children in Nantou Township. Many people usually just listen to the radio speakers, and they were suddenly exposed to this audio-visual feast.
In a dream.
No... I would never dream of such a good-looking movie.
In the dark night, the only sound on the playground was the sound of gunshots and fighting roars coming from the TV. People watching the movie did not even dare to breathe, and even a cough would trigger public outrage.
'First Blood' is really good-looking, and it will be a classic even thirty years later. It is difficult to make such a film in China. But Zhou Qingfeng was sitting behind the railing on the second floor of the school building, looking at the flashing heads of people on the screen.
, without thoughts or thoughts.
Compared to the excitement of other viewers, Ma Jing paid more attention to Zhou Qingfeng. It's not that girls don't like action movies, but the boys around her attract her more.
"A colleague just came and asked, do you still have a radio?" the female teacher asked.
After donating three electrical appliances to the school, Zhou Qingfeng also distributed prizes to the school's children, selecting 30 students with "excellent character and academic performance" and each receiving a domestic radio.
The radios in the "recycling garbage" are very small, only about the size of a palm. They are not even broken, they just don't adapt to the market and cannot be sold.
Zhou Qingfeng always says to the outside world that they are imported products. In fact, everyone believes it. After all, domestic radios cannot be as small as these, and the sound quality is often distorted.
Someone came to ask about the radio, and Zhou Qingfeng nodded, "There are not only radios, but also color TVs, audio recorders, video recorders, and even tapes and video tapes. You can buy them with money."
"How many do you want?"
"Uh..., that's not necessarily true. It's available now, but that doesn't mean it will be available in the future."
Zhou Qingfeng didn't dare to talk too much. Who knows what's in the recyclable garbage he buys next time?
Ma Jing left quietly, then came back and asked, "How much does a big color TV like that cost?"
"Who wants it?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, "If you want it, I will give you one."
Ma Jing's breath was stagnant. Yesterday, she said she would give her a bicycle, which would only cost a hundred yuan at most. But this big color TV was different. Everyone she chatted with agreed that a color TV of this quality would not be less than 10,000 yuan.
"Zhou Qingfeng, did you smuggle these goods? Why don't you sell them in the market? Who in this village can afford them?" Ma Jing was very confused. She didn't dare to think that Zhou Qingfeng really wanted to give them away. Would she dare to do so?
Accept it. If you really accept it, I'm afraid you can only repay it by marrying someone.
If it were any other girl, if she had a color TV set worth tens of thousands of dollars as a betrothal gift, she would immediately agree to the marriage. If it were another man, if he was offered a betrothal gift worth tens of thousands of dollars, what girl wouldn’t be able to marry him?
Ma Jing was very panicked and her mind was in a mess. She and Zhou Qingfeng had only known each other for a week, and she really didn't know how this guy could spend so much money. He didn't seem to regard the money as money, so he gave it away casually.
Between the light and shadow, Zhou Qingfeng saw the confusion on the woman's face. If he said that he gave the gift for free without selfish motives, no one would believe him. If he wanted to avoid being suspected, he would have to taint himself.
"These things are indeed smuggled. Don't I want to sell them well and pave the way for future sales? Just tell me who wants to sell them?"
This sounds like a reasonable explanation. It is more clever than secret bribery. The benefits are obvious and it is donated to the school. No one can find fault - Teacher Ma has already made up a series of inside stories in his mind, but he feels that Zhou
Qingfeng has a profound plan.
Just thinking that this boy was not giving it to her, the girl felt very disappointed. Just now, she was still thinking about whether she should agree if Zhou Qingfeng really gave him a large color TV worth tens of thousands of yuan. In the blink of an eye, she realized that the other person was not
It's for yourself.
Such conflicting thoughts.
How annoying!
"The village leaders want to buy it, but at this price..." Ma Jing glanced at Zhou Qingfeng, "How much do you sell this color TV for?"
"Three thousand units. I also have a few smaller ones, which are cheaper. In addition, the video recorders and recorders are 30% off the normal price, plus a three-month warranty."
Ma Jing thought about her salary and felt that she could not afford a large color TV set at 3,000 yuan. She left quietly for a while and came back and said, "The village wants two color TV sets.
Three video recorders and five audio recorders.
Dozens of people want to buy the radio you gave to the students. There are even more people who want the bicycle you sell. Someone rode the bicycle you sold to the town, and even the people in the town looked at it.
novel.
I just heard someone say that I guess you got the smuggled goods from Tianyang City by waterway, so no one usually sees it. But you don’t have to worry, no one in the village cares about this. As long as you can buy cheap goods, you can buy anything.
Easy to talk about."
At the end of her words, Ma Jing hesitated for a moment, and lowered her voice again and said: "Those words just now were said by the township head. He and other heads of township governments are sitting over there."
The female teacher pointed towards the dark playground. Zhou Qingfeng's eyes were sharp and he vaguely saw a few middle-aged people standing there and whispering to each other. They didn't care much about the movie and obviously knew that they had the opportunity to get exclusive home appliances.
.
Zhou Qingfeng didn't care as to whether the public or private people would pay the bill. This situation was basically consistent with what he had imagined, and there was not much difference. He asked Ma Jing to pass the message, obviously he didn't want to have any direct contact with the smugglers.
But this is good for everyone. Zhou Qingfeng is not willing to deal with these bureaucrats. It is too tiring to communicate. Ma Jing hesitated for a while and said deliberately and arrogantly: "I don't want to take your things for nothing. But your bicycle makes me very happy."
I like it. I’ll pay for it.”
"The car I left for you costs fifty yuan." Zhou Qingfeng was not polite and extended his hand.
"So expensive?" Ma Jing suddenly felt sad - she had indeed lied to me, and used me as a tool just to build a bridge with the village leaders. The person should face forward, not backward. As expected, you shouldn't trust men,
What a heartless, heartless man, asking such a high price?!
Fifty yuan was Ma Jing's monthly salary. She thought that just now Zhou Qingfeng had said that he would give her a large color TV worth tens of thousands, but now he was fussing over a bicycle. The huge contrast made her want to cry.
Bad guy, it turns out everything was a lie.
The young female teacher held back her tears, took out her wallet from her pocket, and pulled out five crumpled bills, "Here, I bought them." The moment she gave the money, she couldn't control it, and she even spoke with a cry.
Ma Jing usually lives frugally, but now she spends more than a month's salary on buying a bicycle. If she hadn't spoken out, she would have been reluctant to part with it.
Zhou Qingfeng took the money, but took out a small gadget from his pocket and handed it over, "The bike is in the store. You can go ride it yourself tomorrow. I gave this to you."
"I don't want your things." Teacher Ma wanted to protect her last pride and would never give in to petty gains. She pushed the little thing back.
But Zhou Qingfeng forced it over, "Take it, don't cry. If you sell the car in the county, people will want it for a hundred yuan. This is really for you."