Chapter 13 Workers' Troubles

Fortunately, at this time, the hotel was closed in the afternoon, and there was no one yet, and there were only people in the hotel in the lobby, but the five thousand blue and faint RMB sprinkled all over the ground was still a little shocking, which made some waiters wide-eyed.

Of course, where is Ye Dafu's deterrent, they don't dare to pick it up, they only dare to whisper.

"This Song Jin is usually poor, and he is not even willing to buy two yuan of hand cream, how can he have such a proud brother!"

"Who said no, 5,000 yuan is just like that. ”

"But the work is beautiful, I wish I had such a brother, but this fat man's wishful thinking has failed!"

"Song Jin is so beautiful, he has already made up his mind!"

“......”

The whispered discussion still fell into Ye Dafu's ears a little, making his face even more ugly.

"Boss!" The foreman woman walked up and looked at Ye Dafu's gloomy face cautiously: "This Song Jin doesn't know how to lift, or we will call the police!"

"Get out!"

Ye Dafu stood up, the fat all over his body trembled, he grew so big, and it was the first time he was thrown money, and the naked humiliation made him a little crazy.

Everyone was speechless.

"Pack up and get ready for the market to open!"

Of course, he didn't lose his mind, a young man who could smash out five thousand yuan, he didn't dare to underestimate it, it seemed that he had underestimated Song Jin's little prodigal hooves before, but in this jade capital, they couldn't escape from the palm of their hands.

"Yes!"

Everyone nodded hurriedly and began to clean up.

Ye Dafu picked up the money one by one, he is an iron rooster, although this money smashed himself, but he can compensate for his losses, or if he loses a big brother, then he will really cry.

..............................

Song Jin was dragged out of the hotel by Song Shan, and after walking out of the door, he said cautiously: "Brother, it wasn't the mobile phone that I smashed!"

When Song Shan heard this, he couldn't help but smile a little bitterly.

His sister is really a little white rabbit, without the slightest pungency of a Northwest woman, and at this time she is still entangled in this matter, it doesn't matter whether it is good or not, can't she see that this game is for you?

"Sister, it's okay, I know it's not you, next time I'll buy one for you to smash such a broken brick!" Song Shan said: "But the restaurant here can't be done, this fat man has bad intentions, let's go to your dormitory, pack up your things, and then go home!"

"Brother!"

When she heard this, she struggled away from Song Shan's hand, and said softly: "No, this job can make a lot of money, our mother said, you have to repeat your studies, you need money, my sister will go back later, beg the boss to ......"

"Sister, aren't you wondering, where did I get the 5,000 yuan?"

Song Shan patted his forehead.

"Yes, where did you get the money?" Song Jin quickly became nervous.

"Your reaction arc is really a bit peculiar!"

Song Shan was speechless.

His sister should not have been born in the northwest, a typical Jiangnan woman, weak, submissive, but always has a ray of light in her heart, so she will connive at bad people to become worse, in the last life, it was because of her tolerance that Ye Dafu developed Ye Dafu's indispensable character, which also caused the tragedy of her life.

"Jin, I'll talk to you later, now go pack up your things, let's go home!" At this time, the wooden-like Song Jiang spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was a full stop, and it was irrefutable.

Not to mention, as the eldest son, Song Jiang has such persuasive power at home.

No, as soon as he opened his mouth, Song Jin didn't question it.

The staff dormitory of the Daifuku Hotel is also not far away, Song Jin has nothing to do, packs up a few clothes, just an ordinary cloth bag, and leaves with the two brothers.

When they left, Ye Dafu was watching from a distance, he didn't dare to come over, because there was an iron tower-like Song Jiang, he was afraid of being beaten, and the hero would not suffer the loss in front of him.

He was accompanied by a skinny young man.

"Little monkey, you go and touch me the Song family brothers!" Ye Dafu said gloomily: "Dare to hit me with money, I'll see how much money you have, I can't kill them this time, don't be surnamed Ye, don't move that woman, that's what I like!"

"Okay!"

The thin young man nodded and walked away.

......

"Brother, why don't you buy a motorcycle?" Song Shan suggested.

He doesn't want to walk.

It's bleak to walk.

There are cars back in the town, but there is no car back to Fengsheng Village, the mountain road is indeed very rugged, but this is not more than ten years ago, more than ten years ago can only take the plank road, the current mountain road government has been built, a little technical content, but can let the motorcycle go a trip.

However, it is estimated that a motorcycle can be damaged after a few trips on such a mountain road, so generally people dare not toss it if they have money.

"Buy!"

Song Jiang rarely became generous once.

Song Shan is actually the right medicine, if it were something else, Song Jiang would never be so generous, but Song Jiang has definitely been envious of motorcycles for a long time, a twenty-two-year-old young man, not so old, he still doesn't have much sense of what he likes.

But Song Jiang is still Song Jiang, and it is certain to pick the door: "But let's go back to the town and buy it, I heard that some old ones are very cheap, you can go to the repair shop to have a look!"

"Old, buy a second-hand?"

Song Shan really didn't know what to say.

They are pregnant with more than three million, not to mention buying a car, buying a motorcycle, and buying a second-hand one?

"Brother, although we have a little money, we have to save it!" Song Jiang, in the name of the eldest brother, taught the younger brother in a deep tone, and could not cultivate the problem of spending money with a lot of money in his younger brother.

"Brother, where do you have so much money?" Song Jin peeked at it just now, Song Shan's satchel and cloth bag were full of money, she had never seen so much money, and her little face turned white with fright.

"Go home and tell you!"

When he came back from the city, Song Shan and Song Jiang discussed, this matter can't be taken out, wealth is afraid of exposure, people are afraid of fame, at most it can only be said that the Song family has made a little money, but the family can tell it.

"Give us back the sweat!"

"We're going to pay our salaries!"

"We're going to eat!"

The three of them walked along the main street, and suddenly they heard a burst of shouting, which was very lively.

"What are you doing up ahead? I'll take a look!"

Song Shan stepped forward to take a look, and it turned out to be the gate of the county government.

In front of the county government, there are many workers, presumably the legendary workers of state-owned enterprises, who are violently marching to demand wages.

In the nineties, the reform of state-owned enterprises was a wave.

Some people are laid off, some people are laid off.

The iron rice bowl of the seventies and eighties, in the nineties, has lost its glorious brilliance.

"Only the workers of state-owned enterprises can get out of this battle, which factory are they?"

Song Shan looked at these excited workers, and remembered that this was ninety-seven years, as if he remembered a bad thing, and suddenly asked.

"It should be from the Yudu Oil Mill!"

Song Jin replied: "They seem to have stopped working, they can't pay their wages, they have been blocking the door here for half a month, and they come every day!"

"Yudu Oil Mill?"

Song Shan suddenly sounded: "Yudu soybean oil!"

This is a local brand in Yudu.

For a period of time, I heard that this brand is still sold throughout the northwest, and it is a high-quality state-owned enterprise industry and star enterprise in Yudu County, which has survived the collapse of state-owned enterprises in early 90 years ago, and has flourished in Yudu.

But the good times didn't last long, and there were rumors that Yudu oil ate dead people suddenly appeared on the market, which suddenly broke down Yudu oil, and the Yudu oil mill also declined because of this.

A large factory with hundreds of employees suddenly had problems, and the government could not bear so many workers in state-owned enterprises.

Finally, in August '97, yes, it should have been August, because of the conflict between the workers and the government exchange personnel, a major accident was caused, resulting in one death and thirteen injuries.

He finally remembered that because of this accident, the factory became a hot potato, and it was purchased by a private company in Yongshi.

But after being acquired, it was still quite miraculously brought back to life.

In the 21st century, Yudu soybean oil has created a billionaire net worth of a wealthy man in Yongshi, and it has a small reputation in the northwest.

"Brother!"

Song Shan said on a whim, and said with some excitement: "We're not going home!"

"If you don't go home, what are you doing!"

"Do business!"

Song Shan became full of enthusiasm and said: "Although we have a lot of money, we can't sit on the empty mountain, we have to learn to do business, we have to roll money with money, and make money with money!"

This is an opportunity that falls from the sky, and he must take it.

Now he has a lot of money, but if he wants to go home to farm and go back to fulfill his oath to Fengsheng Village, it is not enough, Fengsheng Village is too backward and too poor, he has to continue to develop, at least make himself tens of millions of net worth.

He had been thinking about what kind of business he could do with the first pot of gold.

Now he knows that this oil mill has a chance to come back to life, such a good opportunity, if he can't grasp it, he will regret it.