People can't manage people, only use the system to manage people.

Summing up the experience of the previous month, the punishment reward was announced, the tasks for the next month were specified, and it was the turn of the time to play freely.

Zhang Jiandong stood up tremblingly and asked a question tremblingly.

That's the mining in the Hotan mining area.

This is the weakness of the jewelry of the Imperial Capital Mountain.

Hetian jade has been an indispensable jade in Shenzhou for thousands of years, and the imperial capital mountain does not have its own mining area in Hetian.

Now the purchase channels of Didu Mountain jewelry are all from first-hand large merchants, although there are also profits, but it is not cost-effective.

After Zhang Jiandong finished speaking, there was silence in the conference room.

Huang Xin and Li Xinbei looked at each other, their expressions were very serious.

Li Xinbei gently got up to announce the end of the meeting, and Zhang Jiandong sat in his seat in a daze, his back was cold.

I seem to have said the wrong thing.

The old general managers of all sizes were gone, Jin Feng stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Jiandong's shoulder, and Zhang Jiandong's body suddenly stiffened like iron.

Jin Feng patted Zhang Jiandong on the shoulder and said softly, "The proposal is good." ”

"But I can't do it. ”

"Hetian's side is the Jade Dragon King's. ”

"Master Huang Xin is the apprentice of the Jade Dragon King. ”

"No, Wo Li. ”

Zhang Jiandong's body trembled and nodded heavily.

In addition to solving Huang Xin's matter, he also came to Emerald City to accompany Li Xinbei.

As a result, Li Xinbei didn't have time to pay attention to himself at all.

This girl is not only too stubborn but also too provincial, and Jin Feng can't do it.

After staying here for one more day, I bought the old family area of a state-owned enterprise next to the Emerald City, and pushed the construction of dormitories and canteens.

These are the only things you can do.

On this day, the boss of Caiyunnan Branch came over, and after finishing the matter, Jin Feng asked He Jie and Deng Er to follow him there, and then went abroad to the Savage Mountain Special Zone.

He flew straight to Jincheng alone.

The feud with the Saint-Tro family was broken in the Holy Lodge, but a new enmity was added to the Holy City and the Norman family.

Blame, blame yourself for knowing too much of their secrets.

Hong Kong Island's behavior against Christie's can only be regarded as a bad breath, and even a small feud cannot be reported.

I just want to tell the other party that even if I am an ant, I can bite the other party back when I am dying. Although the other party is an elephant.

Although, this bite can't even hurt the fur of an elephant.

His own strength is still too weak in the face of these forces that have ruled this world for more than 200 years and formulated the rules of this world.

A hundred years ago it was so, a hundred years later, nothing has changed.

In the coming time, Jin Feng's focus will be on China.

Domestically, there is still a lot to do.

Domestic is its own foundation.

Lie down and taste the courage to quietly hibernate and accumulate strength, waiting for the opportunity.

Christie's is the foundation of Freemasonry, with a global income of no less than 10 billion dollars a year, and countless private transactions.

And these are one of the more important industries that they launder.

This hatred will never die.

It's been almost a year since I returned to Jincheng, the weather is still as hot as ever, and the pedestrians are still in such a hurry.

Housing prices are still the same*, and you can't buy them with money.

came out of the imperial capital mountain in Jincheng, and unconsciously has been working hard for 14 years. In the meantime, only those who have experienced it can understand.

Standing on the edge of the border between the community and the scrap yard again, the appearance has changed dramatically.

The community's main road has been widened to four lanes, running through the entire area of the former scrapyard.

Where there is a road, there are people to walk, and where there is a road, there are cars.

If there are cars and people, there will be wealth.

Here, it has become a small downtown area.

Walking on the two-meter-wide sidewalk with a cigarette in his mouth, the small banyan tree is still smoking its buds, and the sprinkler truck happily calls the fifteenth moon to pass quickly, wetting the banyan tree, pedestrians and vehicles.

Several pedestrians and electric horses who could not dodge were drenched by the rampant sprinkler truck, some laughing happily, others raising their middle fingers at the sprinkler truck.

Two young and immature college girls looked at each other soaking wet, smiling coquettishly, and the flowers and branches trembled.

The uncles who rode flatbed cars and drove electric three-wheelers greedily looked at the two budding flowers, and they were reluctant to blink their eyes.

There was a soft bang, and the uncle riding the flatbed car collided with the uncle who was driving an electric three-wheeler, and the two sides immediately began to quarrel.

The two uncles are both front-line waste army walking the streets and alleys, because the purchase price of the scrap station in Didu Mountain is the highest in the whole Jincheng, so many stragglers would rather walk more than send the waste here to sell.

On one side, the water and soil are the other side, and the quarrel of the uncles in Jincheng has a unique style.

Two uncles, one holding a scale pole and the other holding a cone, stood in front of the car where they were eating, and you scolded me, and I scolded you again.

"You're fucking. Do you dare to try Lao Tzu?"

"You turtle come and try Lao Tzu. ”

"You come to Sack. ”

"You come to sprinkle!"

Jin Feng miraculously stood on the side of the road at this time, quietly watching the quarrel between the two uncles.

There are also many passers-by who look like Jin Feng, and they are also quietly watching the two uncles who are arguing.

The two uncles didn't do anything, scolded and scolded and quarreled, and even spat on each other.

Passers-by burst into laughter, and Jin Feng also laughed out loud for a while.

These college students, uncles and passers-by in front of them are the real life.

The life closest to people's hearts.

Looking far away, from the main road of the community to the road at your feet.

This road......

In the summer, the mud goes down to the knees, and in the winter, the potholes can shake the frame when you ride a bike.

At the hardest time, the brothers pushed a cart of more than 200 catties of scrap iron on this road for two hours before arriving home.

This scene, Jin Feng will never be able to erase it from his memory.

Moving his gaze to the scrap yard in the distance, Jin Feng blinked and was stunned.

The big red-lettered signboard of the Imperial Capital Mountain Scrapyard in front of it has fallen out of one and turned into a ......

Imperial Capital Mountain ...... Waste...... Stand.

The corners of Jin Feng's mouth twitched, and he burst into a foul mouth.

Quickened his pace and walked up, and after taking a few steps, Jin Feng stopped again.

A young man sat on the side of the road, staring blankly at the tattered flatbed truck in front of him.

The flatbed was covered in water stains, and there were water droplets dripping down the cracks in the board compartment.

Just now, the sprinkler truck came, and the young man couldn't avoid being shot by the sprinkler truck, and all the paper shells more than a foot thick on the board truck were scrapped.

Wet paper shells are not accepted at the scrap station.

The young man stretched out his hand to wipe the water stains on his face, wiped his hands with his wet hands, and looked at the sky with his head held high, with a deep sadness on his bearded and scumbag face.

In the next second, the young man moved his body with great difficulty, grabbed the tattered flatbed, and stood up resolutely.

On his left leg, the young man's empty trousers swayed violently.

At that moment, Jin Feng froze.

The one-legged young man took off the crutches from the cart and held them on crutches, skillfully sent the rope that tied the paper shell, took the paper shell down, and spread it on the side of the road piece by piece.

This is a paper shell.

Once, Jin Feng did the same.

Wet paper shells, scrap stations will definitely not collect,

It's early summer, the sun is big in Jincheng, and it won't take long to dry these cardboard boxes.

Jin Feng bypassed the young man and continued to walk towards the scrapyard.

"You've lost your money. ”

There was a hoarse cry of a young man behind him, Jin Feng slowly turned around, retreated, and bent down to pick up the money.

"Thank you. ”

Jin Feng raised his hand and took out a cigarette and handed it over.

"I can't afford a good cigarette. ”

The young man said blankly and continued to carry the cardboard box.

At this time, Jin Feng's eyes moved, he took a step forward, and pressed his hand on something.

It was a box, fifty high, forty wide, and about forty centimeters narrow.

The shape of the box is somewhat special, divided into three layers, the upper and lower layers are the overall pull-out, and the middle layer is divided into two independent drawers.

On both sides of the box, there are two five-centimeter-wide wooden poles lining the whole box, and a carved handle is made directly above the box.

Under the box, there are very fine carvings at the beginning of the two wooden poles, the left is the title of the gold list, and the right is the Kui Xing Dian Dou.

The whole box is a dark brown color, the color is very uniform but the color is very deep.

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