Zhang Hongguo took Wang Haoan and Cui Xuegang in with a menacing attitude, and turned his head to look at Cui Xuegang: "Who picked you up just now?"

"That's it, the short-haired one. ”

"Zhao Feng, you just kicked out my friend's brother?!" Zhang Hongguo asked.

"Brother Hongguo, look at this trouble, I don't know it's your friend's younger brother. I am in accordance with the regulations, and the waiting room does not allow idle people to sell things. Then what kind of brother, why don't you say that you know Brother Hongguo, go sell it, someone will come to me if someone picks you up. ”

Wang Haoan looked at Zhao Feng, who was a brother of Hongguo, he must be thirty years old, Zhang Hongguo is only in his early twenties.

"Brother Hongguo, can I call the others in?" Cui Xuegang blinked at Zhang Hongguo with big eyes.

"No problem, go call in. Remember, if someone asks you for trouble, mention my name, I see who dares not to give face!" Zhang Hongguo Niu said coaxingly.

But after five minutes, his face changed.

"Hao'an, you didn't say you brought so many friends. "Three or five can be accepted by him, but more than ten have too much impact. Of course he can bear it, but when it reaches his father's ears, he will definitely be cleaned up.

"Hongguo, don't you think this will work. Isn't there also a small cart selling things on the platform, let them enter the platform to sell the shop?" Wang Haoan had already thought of a diversion plan, and he had to fully occupy the best location in order to maximize his benefits.

As for the outside of the station, it was all petty fighting, the conditions were bad, and the business was not good.

"Brother Hongguo, there are all our employees' families selling things on this platform, they go in, how can someone explain this. Zhao Feng reminded.

"Hongguo, I don't go in to sell things in vain, can I pay the management fee to the station? There are also some outsiders from our Bingfei Factory who come to sell things and pay a management fee, so it's hard for others to say anything. ”

"Besides, this management fee can be regarded as the station's income, which is easy to explain to the top. We also have no conflict with the trucks of your employees' families, we just sell fruit boxes, and nothing else is guaranteed. ”

I have only met a few times and eaten a meal, Zhang Hongguo will not take too much care of him. But he knows Zhang Hongguo, this person has a good face, and he has given enough face, so it is difficult for Zhang Hongguo to refuse.

As for the management fee, Wang Haoan didn't know if there was a Bingfei factory at all, anyway, there must be in the past life and the future, and now, it should be good.

"Until a year ago, my brothers had a management fee of 100 yuan each, do you think it will work? ”

"No matter how much you use, fifty yuan per person is enough. ”

"That's a total of 1,000 yuan, and you can't let the station suffer. ”

"Hao'an, look at this. All right, do as you say. Zhao Feng, you go and get a formality. Also, give each of them a hat, so that they don't have to be brought in later. This matter is settled, I go back to work, and I will go to the dispatch room to find me if I have something. ”

It's about to get off work, so I have to go back and order something, in case my dad comes over and sees that he is not there, and I don't know how to reprimand him when I get home.

"Brother Zhao, you take this pack of cigarettes. ”

"Just call me by name. You're out of sight, they're all friends of Brother Hongguo. ”

"It's just a friend who gives it to you, I don't smoke, and it's a waste to keep it. Gangzi, take a box of fruit to your brother Zhao and count it on my account. ”

Wang Haoan watched Zhao Feng leave and said to everyone: "Remember, you must not conflict with the station staff, and try not to conflict with the passengers." If you have something, look for Brother Zhang Jian as soon as possible, or come to me, don't really go to the staff. ”

I'm afraid that these boys really regard the people at the station as friends, if it weren't for Zhang Hongguo's tiger skin, who would know them.

"Also, when you sell fruit boxes on the platform, if you see garbage on the ground, remember to pick it up and throw it in the trash. ”

"Ah, we still have to pick up garbage?" Zhang Zikang looked disgusted.

"Shut up. Listen to what I say, remember, and do it. It's not about picking up all the garbage, just pick the big ones and let those staff see them, and you won't suffer a loss if you have a little eyesight. ”

"Do you know how many boxes you can sell a day when you go inside? Each person can sell close to thirty boxes! Think about how much you can earn, it's not so cold compared to the outside, if you don't want to, then continue to sell outside the station!"

"Yes, I do. "When Zhang Zikang heard that he could sell thirty boxes a day, that was thirty yuan. In this way, he earns more than his parents together in a month, so he × stupid not to go.

"Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, there is no harm in having a sweet mouth, you have to learn more from Cui Xuegang. Suffer a little now in order to suffer less in the future. Alright, let's get inside. The four of you are in the waiting room, and the others go to the platform, and when they are sold out, they will meet here. ”

……

"Brother, what should I do, there are a lot of those boys, and there is one who can fight at a glance, shall we sell them in a while?"

", go, of course. One box can earn more than five yuan, ten boxes is fifty yuan, why do you make fifty yuan a day? Isn't it just a bunch of half-sized boys, who dare to grab land with us, fight when they see it, and run away when they are finished. ”

"Brother, but we were all seen just now, can anyone buy it if we go again?"

"Are you stupid! This is a train station, people come and go, who can remember. When you meet them again, strike first. What can they do about the Bingfei factory, they dare to be in the factory area, and when they come to the train station, they have to listen to Lao Tzu!"

The rotten fruit seller from an hour ago had returned, and it was no longer just one person who was selling, but several people were here to sell. They also put a brick in the box, and if the boys didn't know how to lift, they would beat him on the head and bleed so that they would remember it for a long time.

Oh no, those boys are gone, but I saw more than a dozen of them before. They also deliberately arranged a few people to pretend to be passers-by, so that it would be convenient to cover them for a while, but the targets were gone.

Could it be that they were afraid of them, so they left early? Or did they have already sold out and went home? It is possible for one person to sell out, but the possibility of selling out is too small.

Whatever, it's just right that he doesn't dare to come, the business is all theirs. We'll sell a box for ten dollars in a while, so we can make more money.

But as soon as he shouted twice, he was tapped on the shoulder, thinking that someone was buying fruit, and when he looked back, his legs were scared and weak.

"Wangsuo, do you want to eat fruit, you take this. ”

"Zhao San'er, you don't give me sloppy eyes. Let me ask you, did you just sell rotten fruit and trap people?"

"No, no, it's someone else, I'm a law-abiding peddler. Well, it's not illegal to be a petty trader, right?"

"Of course, it's okay to abide by the law, but if you use shoddy goods, use rotten fruits to pit other people's money, and pit people who must not be pitted, then the matter will be big. Go back with me obediently, explain things clearly, don't toast and don't eat and drink!"

"Wangsuo, Wangsuo, you listen to my explanation, I really don't have it, Wangsuo, don't push, I'll go by myself......"