Chapter 72: My name is Trader
Xiong Erwei, deputy minister of the Ministry of Materials, made a lot of gains this time, caught three cement mixing pile teams in a row to steal cement bags, and collected more than 12,000 yuan of dirty money.
However, Vice Minister Xiong also suffered a lot, crawling forward in the budding rice field at noon, getting a body of dust, his nose is not a nose and his face is not a face, and he also laughed at himself that only by paying can there be a return, these three sums of money are not easy to come by.
In fact, Vice Minister Xiong told sù Gaofeng, such a paragraph is an ambiguous thing, picking up loopholes, anyway, there is no clear in the contract, you say that it belongs to the project department, that is right, you say that it belongs to the construction team, there is nothing wrong, we just picked up a leak, the construction team has no temper with you, and you have to bow your head under the eaves, not to mention that I have the production manager behind me to resist, and it will not be very competitive.
Deputy Minister Xiong also has a waist bag, the waist bag is filled with bulging red tickets, and then look at his dusty bear appearance, so that whoever sees it will immediately think of the person who collects waste products, and will not think that it is the manager in the project department, and he also goes to the construction site without wearing a helmet.
After collecting so much dirty money, Xiong Erwei hummed all the way, and from time to time gave Gao Feng a lecture on the scriptures, saying that after he became the minister of materials, your brother Gao would be the deputy minister of the material department, and the benefits of picking up loopholes would be handed over to you Brother Gao, Brother Gao must pay attention to the whereabouts of the construction team, just like today's action, he went to the construction site in the morning, and looked at where a lot of cement bags had accumulated, so he could be sure that they would sell these cement bags at noon.
Gao Feng table xiàn is very interested, but also said that there is a lot of income, no wonder how can you Brother Xiong not rest at noon, and rush to the construction site non-stop, Brother Xiong is really tall, Brother Xiong is really a master, the little brother admires it so much.
Gao Feng's sycophants made Xiong Erwei even more happy, he opened the zipper of the small waist bag, and it took a long time to pull out two hundred yuan from the waist bag, and then grind and hand it to Gao Feng: "Brother Gao, your brother Xiong has said, as long as there is your brother Xiong who is popular, there will be your brother Gao who is popular, as long as there is your brother Xiong who drinks spicy, there is your brother Gao who drinks spicy, your brother Xiong is a talker, you will accept this money, and there will be more money in the future, you can rest assured, as long as you follow your brother Xiong, there will be no mistake." Gao Feng pushed back the two hundred yuan and said with a smile: "Brother Xiong, you are too foreign, what do you think of your brother, you have already said it, as long as Brother Xiong has something to eat, there will be no shortage of my Gao Feng's food, I can't accept this money, just treat it as the tuition money I gave to Brother Xiong, you can take it back yourself." As soon as Gao Feng pushed it, Vice Minister Xiong put the two hundred yuan back into his pocket, and then patted Comrade Gao Feng's shoulder and smiled: "Haha, Brother Gao, your Brother Xiong likes your attitude, you still have to be humble if you are still a new comrade, your Brother Xiong Anyway, he is much more experienced than you in material work, it should be said that I have walked more bridges than you have walked, Brother Gao is at best a rookie level compared to your Brother Xiong, Brother Gao will learn from you Brother Xiong with an open mind, there will be a day when you come out." Gao Feng replied very reverently: "Brother Xiong, you are so right, I am at best a rookie compared to Brother Xiong, little brother, I must learn from Brother Xiong with an open mind, I hope Brother Xiong will also teach me openly and honestly." "The deputy minister of the material department and the executive manager, the two of them blew each other and slapped each other's ass, which made them quite happy.
The next day, Vice Minister Xiong of the Ministry of Materials took action again, and he drove the broken pickup truck with his newly acquired younger brother Comrade Gao Feng on the construction road, and his broken pickup truck also became a beautiful scenery, which was very unique.
This time, Vice Minister Xiong's action was different from yesterday, he did not go to the construction site of the cement mixing pile this time, but changed the direction and went towards the small team of those broken pile heads, and checked where there were teams along the line.
Break the pile head of the concrete pile, there are a lot of steel heads, this time Xiong Erwei did not sneak like yesterday, like a thief first peeping for a long time and crawling forward, but also made a face of dust.
Today, Vice Minister Xiong went straight to the place where the pile was broken, and collected the remaining waste steel bars after the pile head was broken one by one.
The scrap steel bars that were finally broken were confiscated by Comrade Xiong Erwei, that is, they said all the good things, wore out their mouths, and were useless at all.
After half a day, Vice Minister Xiong Erwei's harvest is not small, the back of the broken pickup truck is full, Gao Feng asked Brother Xiong if it is over today, the car can't be loaded, come again tomorrow, Vice Minister Xiong said that the peak is over.
"Brother Gao, you can't do this kind of work efficiency, you have to take advantage of the heat to strike iron like this, but you can't be cold, how many steel bars have you received, that's just the beginning, you just follow your brother Xiong patiently." Gao Feng saw a tricycle parked not far in front of him, the figure of the tricycle, Gao Feng looked a little familiar, as if it was the boss of the waste collector who collected cement bags yesterday, and when he looked closely, it was indeed the boss who collected the scrap yesterday.
When the boss who collected the waste products saw Xiong Erwei Brother Xiong was like seeing his own father, he smiled and shouted: "Brother Xiong, Brother Xiong, you have worked hard!" When Xiong Erwei and Gao Feng approached, the boss who collected the waste jumped off the tricycle, took iced tea and handed cigarettes.
Xiong Erwei swallowed the clouds and spit out the smoke with a cigarette in his mouth, and said to the boss who collected the scrap products: " The old trader, these few times you have a good appearance, give you Brother Xiong ventilation in time, and let your Brother Xiong know in time that they want to sell cement bags and sell waste steel bars, you will continue to show this in the future, don't give you Brother Xiong's eyes, if you give Brother Xiong a heart, then your Brother Xiong will be unkind to you, your scrap acquisition station is all things on the construction site, you Brother Xiong heard that there are brand new steel bars, if you let the project leaders know, they will call the police to your old trader then it will be over。 The boss who collected the waste products nodded and replied: "Brother Xiong, don't worry, I will definitely give you ventilation, my old is a businessman, who sells is not selling, not to mention letting you Brother Xiong sell me Lao Cao, then let me make a little more money, who has money and doesn't make money." Listening to Xiong Erwei's conversation with the boss who collected the scrap, Gao Feng looked at this Xiong Erwei differently, he didn't expect it, it turned out that the boss of the scrap collection was still the eyeliner arranged by Xiong Erwei, just like the eyeliner of the public security, as soon as there was a wind outside, Brother Xiong immediately knew, no wonder Xiong Erwei could immediately go out and catch it.
Xiong Erwei is really a talent, very ghostly.
Gao Feng also opened and closed his mouth to Xiong Erwei and called the boss who collected waste products to be the old trader, which felt a little bad, after all, the person who collected waste products was much older than Xiong Erwei, and everyone was in their fifties.
But Gao Feng was very puzzled, Xiong Erwei opened his mouth and closed his mouth and called the boss who collected the scrap to be the old trader, but the boss who collected the scrap called himself an old, is there still such a masochistic person.
Gao Feng stood next to him, Xiong Erwei didn't forget to introduce it to the boss who collected scrap products: "Old trader, I'll introduce you to someone, this is my new little brother, his name is Gao Feng, in the near future, I will become the head of the material department, and Brother Gao Feng will take over my class, and then it will be time for you to contact each other, you can get to know each other today." The boss who collected the scrap was very enthusiastic, and stretched out his calloused right hand: "Manager Gao, you have to take more care of my old in the future, my boss is a small businessman, so I have to rely on you managers to take care of it."
However, although you Manager Gao can rest assured, my old is a real person, and he will never play tricks, you are not very familiar with my old, you brother Xiong knows my boss best, who my boss is, he knows it clearly. Gao Feng also took out his hand and shook the hand of the scrap collector and said politely: "Well, boss, let's take care of each other in the future, please ask the boss's surname." The boss replied: "Manager Gao, I don't want your surname to be called Pan!" Gao Feng frowned at that time: "Boss, tell me again, what is your surname?" The boss replied: "Manager Gao, my surname is Pan." Gao Feng frowned even higher: "Boss, what's your surname?" Xiong Erwei came up to tell sù Gaofeng, the boss of the scrap collection is surnamed Cao, the drill word of radio gymnastics, the name of the single word is a plate word, and it is connected to the trader, Gao Feng suddenly realized, it turned out that Xiong Erwei was not calling other people's old traders but shouting other people's fucks, it turned out that he heard it wrong and understood the wrong meaning.
However, the surname of the scrap collector is too strange, he has never heard of it, he can't find it in the hundred family names, and the name given by his parents is also easy to cause misunderstandings, and he is a little ambiguous when he listens to it.
Gao Feng also apologized to the boss who collected the scrap, saying that he heard Brother Xiong call you just now and thought he was scolding you, and the trader replied with a smile, Brother Gao, it doesn't matter, my surname is too strange, easy to cause ambiguity, but it doesn't matter, the name and surname are just a codename, and the key is not to be a person.
The trader poured the waste steel bars of Xiong Erwei's broken pickup truck body onto his own car, estimated a price, gave Xiong Erwei 800 yuan, and then drove away in a tricycle.
The boss of the scrap collector and Comrade Xiong Erwei were like a relay race, turning one car at a time, and they had been dumping eight cars, Xiong Erwei earned another 6,400 yuan, and today is another bumper harvest.