"Yang Xun, this month's fire inspection is unqualified, and then go to the fire brigade to pay the fine!"

Dai Li was wearing a half-worn public security uniform without a collar badge, and he couldn't tell what unit it was, and he didn't have any identification on his body that could indicate his identity.

But no matter what his identity is, what really kills him is the inconspicuous "little notebook" in his hand. As long as he has a pen in his hand and the right to write on this small book, for Yang Xun, then he is the one who can decide his own fate.

Seeing that Dai Li opened the small notebook and took out a ballpoint pen wrapped in duct tape from his pocket, Yang Xun really couldn't sit still.

"Hey, Brother Dai, look at you, you don't even drink saliva when you enter the house, what's the hurry!"

Yang Xun's accent has a bit of Cantonese flavor, and ordinary Xiucheng people can't tell where he comes from, so they know that he is a southerner - Lao Tan'er.

The earliest Lao Tan'er is probably a dialect in the north of Guannai, probably an honest countryman. However, in the northeast Bohai Embroidery City, the meaning of the word has undergone some changes in recent years. Although the group of people referred to has not changed, the meaning has changed.

In the past, when southerners went to the Northeast, they did hard work and jobs that no one wanted to do, and they worked small odd jobs to barely make ends meet. I don't make much money, and the sanitary conditions are really not very good, so I got this name. But over the years, the old "old Tan'er" have disappeared, and the new "old Tan'er" not only no longer have low-level jobs, but are rich and decent, and many businesses in the city are in their hands.

Gradually, the old Tan'er in the south is no longer synonymous with dirty and poor, but has more of a sense of cunning and stingy but rich and daring. It's a bit derogatory, but it's also envious, jealous and hateful. Speaking of hatred, it is probably because of the loss of the southerners in business. As the days go by, it is inevitable that some prejudices will take root in the crowd. Even if outsiders are discriminated against, it also gives Northeast people an excuse to rest on their laurels.

But of course, after more than ten years, no one will call a southerner by Lao Tan'er. The pride was shattered, and then what did you mention about the old Tan'er. The ugly ones weren't southerners.

There are more and more southerners like Yang Xun who are doing business in Xiucheng over the years.

But that doesn't mean it's all smooth sailing. On the contrary, these southerners who "break into the Northeast". Business is doing pretty hard.

Yang Xun pressed Dai Li to a chair at the door of the store that sat down with a creaking sound, casually poured a cup of tea from the counter with a thermos, and handed it over with a smile.

"Hey, Boss Yang, I've already asked you to have a fire extinguisher in your store. And also. Don't pile up so many things in the fire escape at the door, if you really want to say that the fire truck passed by you, who is to blame for delaying the fire when the time comes?"

"Yes, Brother Dai is right. But you have also seen that our business is small, and the store is so big, it really can't be opened, right? There is also that fire extinguisher, the brand you specified is too expensive, and the price of fire extinguishers from other manufacturers is only half of it. ”

"That's not going to work. Fire extinguishers from other manufacturers, who knows what the quality is?"

"That's right!" Seeing Dai Li's eyes pricked up, Yang Xun nodded hurriedly and said with a smile: "It's not that I don't say I won't buy it, but I haven't had time to buy it recently, right?" Brother Dai, you can do well, this fine ...... it."

Dai Li held the bill book in his hand and sighed: "You can't afford not to pay the fine, otherwise who will be the leader to check it out?"

"Count me in!" Yang Xun patted his chest and took a big bag: "In this way, the fine is still paid." But Brother Dai, you raise your noble hand, don't open this ticket, right?"

"That's ......"

Yang Xun didn't wait for Dai Li to speak, and simply stuffed a gross ticket into his hand: "Brother Dai has worked hard, and he doesn't have much money." Please have some tea!"

......

To put it mildly, Dai Li was finally sent away. It is not easy to open such a small shop, like the fire department is still a serious unit, and it is justifiable to come to check from time to time to fight an autumn breeze. There are also many units that don't have a lot of edges, and they will also find ways to collect money from self-employed people.

For this money, Yang Xun has his own business experience. That is, it is okay to spend money, but you must leave it behind. If the money is handed over to the team, not only will the store be registered with the fire department, but no one will remember him. And the money sent to Dai Li is different, not only can he give less, but Dai Li will be embarrassed to come so diligently in the future, the two of them have a relationship, and maybe somewhere else can use this favor in the future.

In this business, southerners are indeed more shrewd than northeasterners. If the shopkeeper in the northeast is changed, it is estimated that it will simply be noisy on the desk of the fire brigade captain. From the small to the big, it is no wonder that many self-employed people in this city are now southerners.

"Old Yang!"

As soon as Yang Xun sat down and took a sip of water, the boss who was engaged in bicycle accessories diagonally pushed the door tightly and walked in.

"Brother Dou, you're here, sit, please take a seat. Yang Xun saw someone, squinted his eyes and got up again. Zhang Luo moved chairs and poured tea, and when he never saw it cold on his face, he always smiled at people.

"Hey, don't be busy!" Lao Dou, a native of the Northeast, held down Yang Xun's hand, poured himself a cup of hot water familiar with it, and drank a big sip: "I won't sit if I sit, I heard a letter, come and give you a breath." You know Dongfeng Express, right?"

Yang Xun suddenly nodded again and again: "Of course I know, this business has been much easier since Dongfeng Express!"

"It's not that it's easy to buy, the key is the safety of money and goods!" Lao Dou also frowned when he said: "Do you know who is behind the background of this Dongfeng Express?"

"This, Brother Dou, don't tease me, I'm a foreigner, where can I inquire about this kind of thing. ”

"Hey, ask me about it!" Lao Dou also looked left and right mysteriously, and said, "I'll tell you, don't spread it-"

"Brother Dou, don't worry, my mouth has always been very strict!" Yang Xun nodded with a straight face, as if he had sworn an oath of revolution, or a martyr's righteousness.

"Okay, you know who the boss of Dongfeng Express is, right? Hu Shengli! The surname is Hu, what do you think? Hey, that's right! The old Hu family of Xinke Company! This Hu Shengli is Hu Jiefang's cousin, do you think this background is hard?"

Yang Xun grew his mouth and couldn't help nodding: "This embroidery city, who doesn't know Xinke, no wonder Dongfeng Express has such a thick capital." It turned out that it was the old Hu family who made the move! Hey, Brother Dou, if you want to say that this old Hu family is really evil. Although it is not possible to see how much money the company makes, it is based on the wages of workers and the products exported. If it were our southern, we would have been in the newspaper for an unknown number of times. Where else in China can high-tech products be exported to the United States? Xinke may be the only one. Even if you don't forget it, it's not surprising that the things are good and the technology is high. It's no wonder that it's such a big private company. It's hard only for you embroidered city people to know. Out of Bohai Province, I can't see a word in the newspaper, it's evil, what is hidden behind this is really scary!"

Lao Dou stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, nodded a little proudly: "I am with Lei Gang, some people say that the relationship between this old Hu family has been leading to the sky!

Well, these two usually talk a lot, and they both string each other's dialects.

"But isn't it?" Yang Xun thought. Nodding his head, he said, "I think so too." By the way, Brother Dou, what are you looking for me?"

"Hey, look at me, I forgot about it when I got to it. Lao Dou patted his head with a smile, shook his head and said, "This is not Dongfeng Express, you also know how deep the background is." In the past two days, I have been spreading news outside, and I decided to ask all the self-employed people in Xiucheng to have a meeting today, and I plan to set up something. Uh, self-employed associations!"

"Self-employed Association!" Yang Xun listened to the name, and it was a spirit. Compared with the old Dou who never thought too much, Yang Xun had to go through every word he heard.

"This association. What kind of charter is it? Official, or is it done by Dongfeng Express itself? This is a big deal, with this association, maybe we are self-employed even if we have an organization......

Lao Dou thought about it, but just shook his head: "I don't know about this, I heard that Dongfeng Express is going to hold this meeting." Official. Or if they have to do it themselves, I don't know. What's the matter, if you're interested, Yang Xun, let's go and see it today?"

"Go!" Yang Xun was a little excited: "This is definitely going to go!"

......

The headquarters of Dongfeng Express is in the north of the Xiucheng Railway, and there are many units of the Xiucheng Railway Bureau in the urban area here, and even the railway's own high school is here. Although it is not as prosperous as the old town in the center of the city, there are many facilities and departments that should be available.

It turns out that a supply and marketing building of the railway bureau is at the intersection of the two main roads in the north of the railway, which can be regarded as the most golden location in the north of the city. Now the railway supply and marketing cooperatives in this building have long been empty and replaced with the door number of "Dongfeng Express". Despite this, the flow of people in the past is no less than when it was a supply and marketing building.

"Hey, I haven't been here for a few days, and it's really changed a lot. Lao Dou rode a happy 250 motorcycle with years, don't look at it as a product of the magic capital in the sixties, and it is still the focus of the crowd's attention on the street.

In front of the building of Dongfeng Express, except for an Audi 100 with a sea/south photo, all kinds of motorcycles and bicycles have long been lined up into a sea.

Yang Xun jumped from behind his car seat and looked up at the Dongfeng Express Building, which was being renovated. The five-story building is not very tall, and a group of workers are lifting a "fast" character at least two meters high from the entrance to the roof. On the roof of this small building, the big red characters of the word "Dongfeng" have been erected. In addition, the sound of decoration coming from the tinkling of the building was obviously not affected by the weather, showing a hot momentum.

"Old Dou!"

"Lao Bai!"

"Lao Hong!"

"Hey, you're all here! Hey, I didn't see Lao Diao, he's not coming today?"

"Oh, people are more active than you, and they have already entered!"

In the parking space in front of the building, Lao Dou chatted with a group of self-employed people he knew. It's the same with Yang Xun here, a few southerners who left home thousands of miles away and came to Embroidery City to do business also quietly set up a pile.

"Yang Xun, let's go, go in!" Lao Dou said a few words to a group of people, and finally remembered to greet Yang Xun. Several southerners nodded, silently followed behind Lao Dou and his group, and walked into the office building of Dongfeng Express.

Although traces of renovation can be seen everywhere, even from the unfinished semi-finished products, everyone can feel that the style of the office after the renovation is completely different from that of the national unit.

Although it is hung with the sign of Xiucheng Railway Bureau, Dongfeng Express is clearly more like a private enterprise than a state agency.

"Affiliation", this is the unanimous idea in everyone's hearts. Dongfeng Express, probably borrowing the relationship of the Railway Bureau and a skin, Hu Jiefang's right to speak here must be stronger than that of ordinary state unit leaders.

The self-employed who came in a sparse manner soon had someone come out to receive them. They were introduced to the large conference room on the third floor, which had been renovated.

The information of Yang Xun and the vast majority of self-employed people here is in the hands of Dongfeng Express. The salesman transferred from the train station store is even familiar old friends with many people. Whose store is where, what it operates, how big the capital is, and how many people are employed, these things are not secrets to Dongfeng Express. The salesperson at the store came to support. It saves a lot of trouble for registration and verification.

On the clock on the wall, the hour hand goes to the "2" position. By two o'clock in the afternoon, the originally empty conference room was already full. The number of self-employed households in the embroidery city alone is already enough for four or five hundred, distributed in all walks of life. Planing did not come. The people in the conference room today are in their early 300s, to say the least.

Even in the coldest winter, more than 300 people are crammed into a room, and if the heating is not burned, the hot people will sweat profusely. What's more, it is the most abundant day of heating in Xiucheng. Despite the strong wind outside, everyone in the house began to dry their mouths one by one. The heat wave is so hot that even opening the windows can't reduce the temperature much. Just when the crowd gradually began to get impetuous, someone finally stepped onto the rostrum.

"Let me introduce myself, maybe some of my friends have known me before. Hello everyone, I am the manager of Dongfeng Express. Hu Shengli. I invite you to come here today, hoping to accomplish one thing, which is very important to our self-employed people in Xiucheng, to establish our own organization......"

Hu Shengli just walked straight to the podium, turned on the microphone, and introduced himself neatly. From the tone to the content of the speech, everyone present felt a little novel. There are no empty words or clichés, and the opening of the mouth goes straight to the topic, which is not at all like the speech of the leaders of this era.

The hall grew silent, and the impatience of the heat receded from everyone's faces. Even the most impatient. At this time, he also sat down quietly and listened carefully to Hu Shengli's speech.

"All of you who are self-employed, some of you should have been in business for four or five years at the longest. It's not easy for us self-employed people to do some business, but have you ever thought about it. Why do we make a lot of money, but we don't have a high status in society? I think the reason is very simple, because we don't have an organization!"

"With an organization, if you are bullied, there will be an organization to help you get ahead, if you suffer from injustice, there will be an organization to seek justice, and even if you have difficulty in business, the organization can also reach out to help! Only when we organize ourselves can society face up to our strength, can we have a channel to make our voices heard, and can we attract more people to join our ranks. I believe that one day, no one in society will look down on us who are self-employed!"

"Of course, we self-employed people also have to fight for breath. In doing business, we must be honest and have rules and regulations, and if we don't abide by them, will we still be looked down upon! We ourselves should first set up the rules, and those who abide by the rules are our own people, and we will not protect the rights of those who do not abide by the rules. In this matter, I can say responsibly that I Dongfeng Express can hold up this umbrella for you to shelter from the wind and rain!"

"The question now is, do you have the confidence to set up this Xiucheng Self-employed Association with us!"

"I'm done talking, who's for and who's against?"

As soon as Hu Jiefang's words fell, the needle drop could be heard in the conference room, and only the whining sound of the cold wind blowing around the beams of the room.

The self-employed people who were still talking and laughing were all stunned. I have been listening to the leader's speech for decades, but it is the first time I have heard such a speech. It should be no more than three minutes in total, and the words spoken should not exceed 500 words. But these 500 words are more and more shocking than the messages conveyed by those leaders standing on the stage and speaking in a day.

In addition to the inadaptability to the way of speaking, more people felt enlightened by the impact of the information in Hu Jiefang's words.

The social status of self-employed people is not high, and in the early years, it was even spread in society that those who were self-employed were released from prison after completing their sentences. If it weren't for the desperation, in the land of the Northeast, no one really wants to be self-employed. Even if there are dozens or 100 young workers in state enterprises who are paid dead wages, they can still look down on self-employed people who earn tens or hundreds of yuan a day.

Almost everybody has asked the question, why? Why do I have money, and my money is earned by hard work. But why do self-employed people have to be looked down upon?

Hu Jiefang's words were like a bolt from the blue, telling them the answer to this question. In fact, it is very simple, because the workers are organized, and the workers do not have to fear being bullied in society. Workers of a state enterprise. You can slap the table, stare at the eyes, and speak loudly with any level of leader in the open, because they are organized, and organized is powerful!

The eyes of the people around him lit up, but Yang Xun's brows furrowed. Most people only saw the good side, but he smelled a different flavor in Hu Jiefang's words.

Dongfeng Express. In this wild business environment, set up a rule to restrain the behavior of these self-employed people. This is certainly a good thing, but it cannot be said to be a good thing. Fortunately, there are no rules, and if you set up rules, the world will naturally get rid of barbarism and usher in order. But then again, without this wild environment, how can the primitive accumulation of many people be realized?

In the 80s, China's business environment was so wild that in 1985, the Jinjiang counterfeit drug case shocked the whole country. Chen/Dai Town, down to the town leaders and down to the elementary school students, actually organized and large-scale participation of the whole people in the manufacture of counterfeit medicines, and in the end, who knows where all these counterfeit medicines were sold! Which patient who clearly had hope of survival was delayed for treatment? For the sake of the interests of the counterfeit medicines, even if the East Window Incident occurred later, the whole town could still stubbornly resist the ****** with one heart, not to mention the frenzied and shocking heart?

There is also the daughter of the Minister of Commerce who bought fake shoes in Wenzhou, which triggered the burning of fake shoes in Lin'an Wulin Square three times. In the 80s, business ethics can no longer be called a decline or a landslide, it is simply a landslide!

Want to clean up such a situation, what a joke!

Someone else says this. Then Yang Xun can't scoff, do we have to abide by the rules you make? Dream, who can stop the evil in the primitive accumulation? But if this is Hu Jiefang, it will be different. Dongfeng Express has not been established for a long time. But it has almost won the purchase channel of these self-employed people. There is no way, the cost advantage of train commuter transportation is too great, and the preliminary work of Dongfeng Express is too detailed. Without the cost of self-employed people who do not need to purchase goods from Dongfeng Express, they can't compete with Dongfeng Express's customers at all!

Compared with the fast, cheap and large-scale shopping of Dongfeng Express, self-employed individuals who purchase goods by themselves cannot enjoy the price advantage of bulk purchase and the logistics advantage of train transportation. You can't enjoy the safety advantage of not having to stock it yourself. Without Dongfeng Express, what are the advantages in cost?

Therefore, Dongfeng Express and Hu Jiefang have established this rule, which really has the effect of saying the same!

Who's for and who's against?

Hu Jiefang stood in front of the podium in the conference room, calmly looking at the more than 300 pairs of complicated and happy eyes in the audience.

And on the fifth floor of the top floor of the Dongfeng Express office building, in the general manager's office, a man in his forties who looked quite capable was furious.

"Hu Wenhai, Mr. Hu, I know that your background is not small, but you can't do things like this! What do you want to do? Self-employed associations? What are you kidding, if they are all as reckless as you, do you still have to do the work of the Commercial Department? Are you going to rebel with self-employed people, do you still have some sense of the overall situation! You are an association, I can't agree!"

"Director Wang. ”

Hu Wenhai whispered softly, like a breeze: "I, the self-employed association, is a formal non-governmental association registered in Xiucheng. If you object, then please take the formal route and respond to the Xiucheng Municipal Party Committee and the Municipal Government. If you can be the lord of the embroidery city, I will definitely abide by the decision of the state. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you for your concern during this time, I have finally been discharged from the hospital in the past two days and are waiting for the results of the examination. Well, it's a lot of things and annoying, so I didn't have time to update. Finally, I have completed all the formalities today, and I can only say, "Hey, fortunately there is insurance, otherwise the hospital would really not be able to afford to live in it!" A suspected iron deficiency anemia has been 8,000 years old so far, and I don't know how much it will cost in the future. If I didn't have insurance, if I had a serious illness, I really didn't dare to think that this kind of thing would happen! I couldn't wait to escape from the hospital, looking at those patients, it was really a challenge to the professional quality of creation. I used to boast that I was aiming for Wang Jing. He said that professional screenwriters are just writing comedies in the morning when their father dies in the morning, and they still write comedy at night! I thought I could do it, but as a result, I can only say that I have too much confidence in myself. In a place full of negative energy, it is really difficult for me to maintain a writing mood, and I am afraid that what I write will also bring negative energy to the readers! The hospital is really a terrible place. Finally, I've escaped from there. In the coming time, I will try to make up for what I owe.