After making a fuss for a while, they can be regarded as sending the villagers away.

The lack of a door was even more anxious, so he called two former friends to help move his things home.

"Brother, you can run and help me take Pitter down. ”

The Tibetan mastiff has a calm personality, is very calm when it does not bite, although it is only a half-sized puppy, but it does not have the habit of jumping up and down, as long as it is fed, lying in the trunk for a few days.

It was so noisy outside, it just looked up and continued to lie on its stomach.

Zhao Guangming went up and took Pitter down and tied him to the door.

There are no children at home, so they don't make noise, Fan Yang let the door be closed, and his mother put the hot food on the table, so she kept asking this and that.

Fan Yang was not interested in the short things in the parents.

"Mom, I'll tell you about my affairs later, Uncle Wang, what's going on?" Fan Yang asked the old leathermian.

"Well...... "The old cobbler sighed, and made the matter a little brief.

After Fan Yang and the others left, the business of leather shoes was very good, Uncle Wang was in charge of production, Fan Wei took people to set up stalls everywhere, and it didn't take long for him to be busy, and he found a few people to help.

There is a yard at the end of the street, which used to be a wine-making workshop, but then it collapsed and was idle for many years, so Fan Wei went to rent that yard.

This yard is quite large, there is a wall more than two meters high, an iron gate, there is a dam inside, left and right, there are more than 10 houses in the front, the terrain is open, Fan Wei is ready to do a big job, he has laid more than ten beds in it, and asked someone to cook, and found a carpenter to make a few large work surfaces, and keep this yard in good order.

Under the influence of Fan Yang, he was proud, thinking that his scale would be the first step to set up a factory.

Ran to the blind fortune teller in the town and helped pick a name.

A sign was hung at the door.

Fan's Weiye Leather Shoe Factory.

It's quite good to come to things, on the opening day, I put firecrackers, put a few tables at the gate of the yard, and invited the heads of the xx institute and the heads of the township xx to have a meal.

This time, the whole town knew.

"What did those officials say?" Fan Yang interrupted and asked.

"No, you still encourage us to do a good job. ”

"What's going on with the business?"

"I don't know, it didn't take long for someone from the industrial and commercial office to come, saying that our leather shoes were counterfeit and shoddy products, and we collected a batch of our leather shoes and let them close for rectification. ”

"What's the matter with the industrial and commercial office?"

The old cobbler smiled awkwardly, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

After thinking about it, I felt two pieces of paper from behind me.

When Fan Yang saw it, his face suddenly became very exciting.

At the end, I couldn't help but laugh.

This Fan Wei is really too good.

Fan Yang finally understood what was going on.

It turned out that Fan Wei hung a sign at the door, he was not satisfied, he was quite good at finding a way, first carved a rectangular seal, the position of the insole of each pair of shoes, he stamped a seal with ink for you, Fan's Weiye.

In this way, as soon as you pick up the shoes, you can see the name inside.

In this way, he was not satisfied, and put his idea on the tag, but he didn't know how the tag was printed.

But this didn't bother Fan Wei, he actually found hemp rope by himself, and he didn't know where to find a thin cardboard, cut it into a rectangle by hand, drilled into it, tied it with hemp rope, and hung it on top of his shoes.

On the outside, it looks quite decent, and when he finishes work every day, he lies on his desk and draws slowly with a ballpoint pen.

Fan's Weiye four words, the tag is also depicted around a lace, and a round pattern is also drawn on the top, which seems to be a LOGO, and it looks quite designed.

His tag was actually painted by himself.

Fan Yang couldn't help laughing, he didn't see that Fan Wei was still a talent.

In two lives, he didn't see anyone draw a tag by himself.

It is estimated that a tag is too monotonous, and the most amazing thing is that he also followed the appearance of others, added a diamond-shaped brand, carved a seal and stamped it on it, and the content was actually "Certificate".

The shoes were sold, and it didn't take long for people from the industrial and commercial offices to come to the door.

The trademark was not registered, and the product certificate was even more nonsense, and a fine of 600 yuan was imposed to suspend business for rectification.

Fan Wei was frightened and had no idea.

The next day, some people came to the door and asked for a refund with shoes that had been worn for a few days.

Fan Wei's money was also returned, but this group of people was unwilling and let Fan Wei lose money.

Fan Wei didn't agree, his words were a little more intense, and he fought in the shop.

The shop was smashed, and in the end, Fan Wei lost 1,000 yuan.

Then, a few people came to the door and told Fan Wei that he was going to be sentenced for this matter, claiming that he had a relationship and could help Fan Wei with his activities, otherwise he would make a big deal about it.

Under the coercion and intimidation of this group of people, Fan Wei was frightened and took 2,000 yuan out.

A few days later, the group came again and took another 1,000 yuan.

A few days ago, this group of people actually found their own home, saying that the money was not enough, and they wanted 1,000.

Fan Wei gave all the money he earned, and gave all the 400 yuan in his family's deposit.

It's not enough, find a way to go out and borrow money.

Fan Yang laughed angrily, Fan Wei is usually quite capable, but he didn't expect things to turn out like this?

There is no doubt that Fan Wei was tricked.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a scream at the door, followed by a loud noise.

It turned out that Fan Wei came back, the flashlight shook to the door, and when he saw a Tibetan mastiff tied to the door, he was frightened, sat on the ground, and then crawled out for a long distance.

His mother hurriedly chased him out and brought Fan Wei back.

When I entered the house and saw Fan Yang, I didn't say a word and sat on the table.

His hair was messy, and his body was covered with mud, and he still had a little bit of the smug appearance of the past.

"What's going on?"

"Hehe, what do you tell me?" Fan Weigang wanted to stand up, as if he was about to have a seizure.

But in a blink of an eye, he sat down on the stool softly: "I borrowed your money last time, pay me back." ”

Fan Yang nodded, took out a wad of money from his purse, counted 15, and threw it on the table in front of Fan Wei.

Fan Wei's eyes regained some brightness, and he grabbed the money.

Lighting 15 hundred-dollar bills, the mood is complicated.

Fan Yang still held the money in his hand, counted 15 more, and threw it in front of Fan Wei.

Fan Wei looked up.

Fan Yang didn't speak, counted another 15, and threw them on the table.

"Is that enough? I can give you back 10 times as much, tell me, what's going on?"

"What's going on? It's not your fault. Fan Wei's tears fell.

"Crying, crying out and crying. Fan Yang slapped the table.

I can't wait to turn around and leave.

He never thought that Fan Wei would be able to act like this.

Fan Wei wiped away his tears and pinned his head to the side.

"Think about it yourself, I'll deal with you again tomorrow, brother, let's go." ”

Fan Yang greeted Zhao Guangming and went out to take Pitter with him.

His mother came out and shouted, "Erwa, what is there to say, where are you going so late?"

"I went to open a hotel, and I couldn't sleep at home. ”

He took out 5,000 yuan from his bag and handed it to his mother.

His mother didn't dare to answer: "Son, where did you get so much money?" ”

"It's okay, I'll explain to you tomorrow, let you take it, I'll go first. ”