Chapter 46: Cooperation and Undercurrents

"Angkor, what are they doing?"

Yang Qiu looked at the silhouettes of the three tractors that were moving away and asked.

"Grain sellers, Tong Sanbiaozi's subordinates. ”

Director Wu replied.

"Tong San Biaozi...... I've heard of this person at the gambling table, he doesn't seem to be from our Jisheng Town, why did he come to our realm to collect grain?"

Yang Qiu asked puzzled.

Director Wu glanced at him meaningfully and said:

"He has a cousin in Jingkou Village, and he has a bit of status in a nearby village, so Tong Sanbiaozi came to me to cooperate, and he wrapped up Jingkou Village, Qianniu Hoof, Hou Niu Hoof Village, Wang Yougou Village, this piece of bud rice ......"

The first grain seller in Jisheng Town turned out to be a foreigner.

"Is this business very profitable?"

Yang Qiu asked.

"Make money, and will make more and more money in the future, he collects these three truckloads of grain, the condition is very good, and the money he earns is enough for farmers to work for a year. ”

Director Wu said with a smile.

"So profitable?"

Yang Qiu was suspicious.

"Well, Tong Sanbiaozi's words have this ability. ”

Director Wu's attitude does not seem to be joking.

Yang Qiu's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had discovered a business opportunity, and said:

"Angkor, can you give me the area around our village?"

"You're going to be a grain seller?"

Director Wu raised his eyebrows, looked at Yang Qiu, and asked contemptuously.

"What, can't you?"

Yang Qiu asked back.

"No, you can't. ”

Director Wu lit another cigarette and smoked it with a clatter.

"I can't do anything, don't let outsiders make money if you have money. ”

Yang Qiu hurriedly said.

Director Wu pinched a cigarette in his right hand, twisted his thumb and index finger back and forth with his left hand, and said:

"This ...... Tickets, do you have tickets, this four-wheeled bike costs seven or eight thousand yuan, where are you going to get the money?"

Yang Qiu was silent for a while, turned around and walked towards Director Wu's office, turned around and said:

"Angkor, take a step to speak......"

Director Wu saw that he was mysterious, and he was also quite curious, so he followed closely and followed.

"What kind of fame are you kid, don't do this porcelain work without diamonds!"

Director Wu sat back in his place and said disdainfully.

"There are diamonds, but I don't know ......"

Yang Qiu said, smoked a big front door cigarette from his arms, respectfully placed it in front of Director Wu, and continued:

"I don't know if it's the turn of this porcelain work, will it be my turn to do it Yang Qiu?"

"Wow!"

Director Wu saw the whole front door smoke, and his eyes lit up......

The price of this state-run tobacco is not very expensive, but this big front door is not available in the Northeast, at that time, there were not many types of cigarettes, and they were all brands of the local tobacco bureau.

For example, "Old Five Stars", "Bats", "Life Source", ......

This big front gate is the brand of City B, and it can't be bought in the Northeast, so it has naturally become a rare object.

Being able to afford a big front door is a status symbol.

Director Wu hurriedly tore open the package, took out a box of cigarettes, looked at it carefully, then took out one, lit it, and took a sharp puff......

"Yes, Akiko, there is yours!"

Director Wu squinted with a smile and kept rubbing the cigarette case in his hand.

"I want to eat a piece of bread, and I beg Angkor to show me the way around. ”

Director Wu stared at Yang Qiu for a long time, and saw that his expression was serious, and he didn't seem to be joking.

"Thirty thousand...... 30,000, I'll give you three new tractors, and then teach you to explore the water and inspect the grain!"

"Which piece is mine?"

Yang Qiu asked.

"From Baiyin Village to Shimiao Village, you pick and take. ”

Boss Wu said.

"Let's go to Baiyin Village, if you can, this deal will be done. ”

Yang Qiudao.

Boss Wu pondered for a moment and said:

"Yes, you can get a deposit of 10,000 yuan first, and then find two people to learn to drive a tractor, and you have to learn the craft of inspecting grain in Dingshui. The tractor will be delivered within five days, can you get this 10,000 yuan?"

"Money is a trivial matter, no problem, 30,000 yuan is not enough to scrape together, I will take it for you. ”

Yang Qiu replied quite casually, and the 30,000 yuan seemed to be as calm as breathing.

It is no exaggeration to say that the grain collectors of that era could make money with their eyes closed, but unless they were people with strong capital, ordinary people were not qualified to make this money.

30,000 yuan, how many people in the entire county can get it......

Director Wu was confused, he couldn't see through the man in front of him.

Some time ago, he was still low enough to exchange his watch for money, but now he has changed, and he suddenly threatens to take out 30,000 yuan.

Exactly......

Oh, by the way, could it be because of that piece of jade......

That piece of jade that I bid for thirty and looks terrible?

This kid, isn't it really lucky?

"Qiuzi, did you exchange that piece of jade for money?"

Director Wu decided to ask.

杨秋一凛,says:

"Which one, the one you took for thirty dollars?"

Director Wu blushed and did not speak.

Yang Qiu stood up suddenly, supported the table with both hands, and leaned forward, their faces almost touching each other.

"Knowing too much is not good for you, my money comes clean, it is enough for you to remember this. ”

Director Wu instinctively retreated backwards, and there was a slight panic between his eyebrows.

The man in front of him is no longer the waste wood Yang Qiu......

I can't see through it.

"Hahaha......"

Yang Qiu laughed out loud and said:

"Just kidding my brother, the money must be made up, I'll go first, borrow money, brother!"

Boss Wu replied with a smirk, he knew in his heart that this Yang Qiu must have the ability to come up with this money.

"Qiuzi, let's go, there is still a cart of grain waiting to be sold at home!"

Yang Chun's shout came from outside the door.

Yang Qiu waved his hand and walked out of Boss Wu's office.

trotted all the way, waved his hand to Fat Liu, turned around and disappeared outside the gate.

Boss Wu stood in front of the window and watched Yang Qiu leave......

He thought about it for a long time, picked up the landline, and pressed it a few times.

"Xiao Cheng, contact Boss Gu of the machinery factory, enter three sets of four wheels, and deliver the goods as soon as possible. Well...... Well...... That's it. ”

Lao Wu hung up the phone, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, put it in his mouth, and took out a box of matches from his pocket......

He drew a matchstick and expertly swiped it from top to bottom on the side of the box.

There was a puff of green smoke coming out of the green match, but there was no fire......

Scratch again......

Stroke again......

"......"

Director Wu scolded and scolded, and popped the matchstick far away.

Pull another one out of the box.

Just wipe it off.

I was just about to put the burning match to my mouth, when suddenly I ......

"Jingle Bell ......"

The phone rang so quickly that he almost threw away the match in his hand.

Old-fashioned landlines don't have caller ID.

He picked up the phone and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Outside, whoever!"

Suddenly, I saw Director Wu's eyes wide open, and the black eyes kept shaking from side to side in his eyes.

The mouth opened slightly, and the precious cigarette rolled down to the ground.

"Yes...... Be...... When I came back, I just saw him...... No...... Don't dare to lie to you...... Good...... Ok ......"

Director Wu hung up the phone tremblingly, and a burning pain came from his right hand.

He hurriedly looked down.

Between the thumb and index finger of his right hand, which had been burned red, there was a carbonized and blackened matchstick tightly pinched......

Outside the window, it was crowded and bustling......

It's so hilarious.

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