On the 20th day of the first lunar month, lanterns on the streets of Qingshui County began to be removed.
This also means that the Spring Festival of 1982 is over completely, and workers in factories and mining enterprises should also stop their holiday laziness and get up their minds to devote themselves to the construction of the four modernizations.
Li Ye turned left and right, avoiding the workers who removed the pipe rack, and walked forward with a frown.
These two days, he was so upset.
First, Han Chunmei, her stepmother, bought out the pension money. It had to ferment faster than Li Ye imagined.
In just a few days' effort, it has been widely spread among relatives and friends. Many people laugh at Han Chunmei and Lao Li's family.
The married girl splashed out the water. At the beginning, 60 yuan was enough for the betrothal gift. Now, she even sold it again. Are you gold?
As soon as the bitter girl cried, she dared not go to work. She always felt that someone was poking her spine behind her back, and there were flies buzzing in her ears.
Li Ye thought he had a trick, but the old man at home hung his face like rain on a cloudy day. Li Kaijian was more concerned with his nose than his nose, and his eyes not his eyes.
[It's all your fault.]
Vonima.
A group of latecomers had no idea that Li Ye was helping his family solve the big problems in the future.
The thinking mode of Li Kaijian and Li Zhongfa is still in the era of "low wealth gap" for 30 years. A factory director is only a few dozen yuan higher than ordinary workers.
The workers pointed at the factory director's nose and cursed him, which was all.
But 80 years later, the concept of amity will soon be put to a severe test.
Han Laohan's family would not even give their granddaughter a breakfast. What kind of virtue do they have?
Let Li Ye talk about the sky. Li Zhongfa and Li Kaijian don't believe the power of it. Those mangy dogs Li Ye has seen in his life can suck up relatives.
Blood is thicker than water, breaking bones and tendons, and you have eight million yuan in your hand. My parents will kowtow to you, remember pain and think of sweet things, and ask for one hundred and eighty thousand yuan
what to do?
When the time comes, my brother kneels in front of you. His head is knocking. What do you do?
If you buy it out, you will have to be ruthless. This time, Han Chunmei will die completely. Otherwise, when Li Jiahao gets rich, the old Han family will have no idea how to deal with it!
Han Chunmei's soft temper and Li Kaijian's wife slave who is on the brain of a golden worm have not Li Ye wiped their farts all day?
Li Ye didn't have the time to talk to the old Han family, so he attacked Han Chunmei.
Otherwise, he would have started the night before yesterday.
Following Han Xiaoxu's grandson, he gave a fist fight, and then provoked the old Han family to start a group fight, directly into the hospital, and the two families became enemies completely.
But in that case, will Han Chunmei hate the old Han family as she does now?
You have sold your daughter!
If Han Chunmei doesn't nod her head, it will be a waste of effort. Li Kaijian will love the little daughter-in-law no more and will not do anything to fill the hole.
After such a disturbance, Lao Li's family no longer recognized this relative.
Therefore, Han Chunmei's psychological change is the key.
Li Ye seems to be dealing with Han Laohan, but in fact It is forcing Han Chunmei.
Of course, if Han Chunmei can break it, the pain she has suffered is nothing. Later, she will naturally understand what kind of life she has won for herself and her two daughters by following Li Kaijian, a super potential stock.
If Han Chunmei can't break it... she will feel more pain.
Li Ye is not the Holy Mother. One thousand and eight hundred coins can be scattered to touch the foundation of the old Li family... Hum hum
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Another worry is Hao Jian and Jin Peng.
These two goods took two younger brothers, Ergou and Sanshui, to Guangdong Province on the third day of the new year,
After settling down in Yangcheng on the seventh day of the first lunar month, he sent Li Ye a message of peace. Then, until the 19th day of the first lunar month, there was no news.
Li Ye thought that they had done almost everything. At least one person should come back as scheduled.
However, Li Ye received a telegram yesterday afternoon, saying that the two goods had made no progress in the past ten days, so he had to ask Li Ye for help urgently.
[It's really a pair of silly goods. They don't know how to be flexible and how to drill camp. Even asking for help can delay ten days. That means they meet me, or they will be shot dead on the beach sooner or later.]
Li Ye scolded several times in his heart and walked into Qingshui County Post and Telecommunications Bureau.
Seeing Li Ye enter the door, the staff inside smiled and said, "Li Ye, you are so diligent! Or we can give you a title of non staff!"
A few days ago, Li Ye came to send a manuscript, send a telegram, or get the manuscript fee. Everyone knows him.
That is to say, when Teacher Ke came back, the letters and postal parcels from and to the capital were handed over to her.
Li Ye took out a telegram draft and handed it to him, saying, "Send a telegram today."
The telegrapher took the manuscript and was stunned: "You are sending a telegram? Not a letter? It's a lot of money with so many words!"
At this time, it costs seven cents to send a telegram, and one kilogram of rice for three words. People change their ways to write less when sending telegrams. How's Li Ye? It's almost like writing a letter.
Li Ye confirmed, "It's a telegram to Yangcheng."
"Yangcheng?" The telegrapher suddenly remembered something and asked, "Yesterday there was a telegram from you from Yangcheng. You are going to contribute to Yangcheng again?"
Li Ye smiled and said, "No, a pen friend."
"Wow, you are in a hurry to chat with your pen pal by telegraph."
The telegrapher smiled and took Li Ye's telegram manuscript to send the message.
The "pen pals" in the 1980s were like the first group of netizens in later generations. They were really fashionable. In addition, the Jinsha at the bottom of the wave really had ladies, unlike later generations Either dinosaurs or big pits.
However, most of our pen pals talked about it through letters and telegrams for hundreds of words. It was really "urgent".
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Hao Jian and Jin Peng are very anxious.
With a "little brother" Sanshui, they squatted outside the Yangcheng Clothing Wholesale Market, looking at the vehicles and vendors coming in and out, as if they were looking at the RMB walking in batches, and hurried away from their own eyes.
"Brother Peng, what can we do? Otherwise, let's try another place! This is not the only place in Guangdong Province that has clothing wholesale."
"You know, this is the capital of the province. It's impossible to work in the place where the big cap is in charge. It's not enough for people to make trouble in other places."
"I'm just saying... three cobblers...... I'm also worried......"
Hao Jian glanced at Sanshui, exhaled a puff of smoke and remained silent.
Sanshui joined the gang only years ago. He is aggressive, but he is far from Jin Peng. He wronged him by saying that his brain was lacking. But in today's environment like Yangcheng, his brain is useless.
When the four first arrived in Yangcheng, they were also full of confidence. They thought that they could get a large number of good goods in three to five days, and that they could return to Qingshui County to make a lot of money after getting on the train.
But the reality has taught them a good lesson.
In the middle of southeast, northwest, and east of Guangdong.
This sentence will spread all over the country in a few years,
At the beginning of 1982, Yangcheng was far less open than it was later. Several clothing wholesale markets in Yangcheng had only opened for more than a year, and the business conditions were far from what Li Ye described as relaxed and open-minded.
In the early 1980s, clothing department stores were actually sellers' markets in China. As long as they were sold in Guangdong Province, there would be no small profits for hundreds of kilometers.
So Hao Jian came here with money to buy goods, and still expected someone else to deliver them to him?
Don't think about it. He has to compete with a group of local natives in Guangdong Province. They began to sell in surrounding provinces several years ago. Hao Jian and others came here for food.
Northerners call southerners "Nanmanzi", and southerners call northerners "Beiyuezi". Outsiders can't squeeze into the extremely regional business circle.
The iron sheet houses in the wholesale market seem simple, but many of them are agents with factory background, and people have their own networks, such as regional groups like Huizhou Gang, which are extremely exclusive.
Chicken feather dealers such as Hao Jian and Jin Peng who come to visit on an irregular basis are simply looked down upon by others. Even if Hao Jian tries hard and soft, the price quoted by others is also the retail price, which is too deceptive.
Those stores that are willing to talk to Hao Jian and others are very mixed up. Hao Jian contacted several stores in succession and paid nearly a thousand yuan in tuition fees before he suddenly woke up and stopped losing,
Otherwise, the capital of 20000 yuan might have gone by now.
Moreover, Hao Jian is not a person who has no brains to bump into. He carefully reviewed the selling process, and found that even if they hit the big ship to collect all the goods, it would be a big problem to transport them back.
Because their letters of introduction are not good.
Their letters of introduction were issued by the grain department of Qingshui County, and their words were vague. Most of them came to Yangcheng to buy materials.
Not to mention how nervous the railway is at the moment, it's OK to queue up. I don't know when to queue up,
As far as the recommendation letter from your food department is concerned, it's ok to check a few bags of luggage, rice, peanuts, nuts and so on. You can check thousands of pieces of bulk clothes?
What a lie! Are you really an iron guy who can rub sand in his big eyes? Who is willing to take the responsibility?
But if we don't check it in, we expect four people to pack up their bags and carry the train. How can we carry the goods worth 20000 yuan?
The Chaoshan people Hao Jian saw in the Dongshan provincial city were the bandboy carrying a large bag and a hundred and eighty clothes department store.
If you earn several yuan for one thing, you can also complete the primitive accumulation by turning it upside down once a month or two.
But 20 thousand yuan is unrealistic.
Do you say to engage in motor transport?
Let's pull the shuttle knife. Let's not mention whether the transportation team will accept the order,
In recent years, there are large sections of mud roads on national roads, and more than 2000 kilometers of roads cover everything,
It doesn't matter if you have to pull a cart of machinery or something. You can pull clothing as a living material I don't think I can stay overnight.
Why are you so strict in 1983? Let's know about the car bandits and road bullies in 1982.
Hao Jian used all kinds of methods to hope that the wholesalers in the clothing market would help him solve the transportation problem, even if the price of goods was higher.
As a result, a villain who could not cheat reported them, saying that they were swindlers who tricked the white wolf with their bare hands,
Thanks to the fact that Hao Jian and others live in regular hotels and have official seal letters of introduction in their hands, the market management department does not have the leisure time to let them experience the taste of tears in prison.
In a few years' time, the temporary residence permit will become popular!
But anyway, it was really difficult for the villain at the beginning of 1982!
"Brother Peng, the telegram is coming. The telegram at home is coming!"
A skinny young man ran from the other side of the road. He dodged the cars on the street neatly, climbed over the guardrail and ran to Jin Peng and others.
This is Er Gou. Like Jin Peng and Sanshui, they are unemployed young people in Qingshui County. They wander the Jianghu with Hao Jian and others in their dreams of getting rich.
Yesterday, he sent a telegram to Li Ye at home. Today, Hao Jian asked Er Gou to wait at the hotel for news. He and Jin Peng continued to squat here and wait for opportunities.
Now the telegram came, and both of them stood up with great anticipation.
At this moment, they can only listen to Li Ye, the major shareholder.
After all, Li Ye said that he had the final say in business.
Now it's up to him to leave or stay!
Er Gou handed the telegraph paper to Jin Peng, but Jin Peng didn't answer it. He pounced and motioned to Hao Jian.
These days, he also realized that Hao Jian was a little better than him in some things, and Hao Jian was also the second largest shareholder, wasn't he?
Well, the main reason is that there are some differences in educational level. Although both of them are junior high school students, Hao Jian is a person who can study newspapers after all, and he is better than Jin Peng in terms of text comprehension.
But it was the man who boasted that he could read national affairs from the newspaper. This time, he took Li Ye's electronic newspaper and looked at it again and again, and sighed repeatedly at the end.
Jin Peng scolded angrily, "You are so angry! What does it say?"
Hao Jian smacked his mouth and said, "He scolded us."
Jin Peng blinked and asked, "Then what? Gone?"
Hao Jiandao: "Yes, he asked us to find local people to help."
Jin Peng was delighted and said, "Who can I ask for help?"
Hao Jian shook his head. "I don't know. He asked us to find it ourselves."
"I..."
Jin Peng grabbed the newspaper, read it twice in a row, and only understood one sentence.
"The best thing is to find a man who is unwilling to yield to his fate
Jin Peng asked blankly, "What is a person who is unwilling to yield to his fate?"
Hao Jian lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said with some intoxication, "People like me."
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Jin Peng, Er Gou and San Shui are all silly.
After a long time, Jin Peng tut, a face almost crooked into a stroke patient.
"That's hard. It's hard to find such an ugly one like you."