Seeing Zhang Yiming open his mouth to ask, Chen Tianlang didn't go around in circles with him, and asked bluntly: "Brother Zhang, are you in charge of the pile of waste steel bars in our factory?"

"Oh, that's what you said. Yes, the piles were there before that we took care of. At that time, the factory was going to be expanded, and a lot of it was pulled back, but I didn't expect the factory to be expanded, and those steel bars were piled up in the playground and became waste. Zhang Yiming squinted his eyes and said with a cigarette.

Zhang Yiming said that Chen Tianlang had some impressions. At the beginning, in order to respond to the call of the state, expand the scale of production, and contribute to the construction of socialism, the cotton mill planned to expand the factory from south to north. Nantou was easy to do, occupying the farmland of the neighboring villages and losing some money. But when I got to the north, I was stuck. The reason is that the north is a cemetery area, and many of the villagers' ancestors are buried here, and it is impossible to move the grave, and the villagers are more superstitious, thinking that moving the grave will destroy their own feng shui.

In the end, this wave of villagers even ran to the top with banners to complain, accusing the cotton mill of encroaching on the ancestral grave and not giving the people a way to live. As soon as the matter was big, the cotton mill couldn't bear it, and the above talked to their leaders a few times, and then the matter of expanding the factory was shelved.

The expansion of the factory could not be completed, and a large number of allocated building materials and steel bars were idle on the side of the factory's playground. In particular, a large number of steel bars are approved at a very cheap price by relying on the double regulation of building material prices, and it costs more than 3,000 yuan for five tons, and only a few hundred yuan for one ton. At the beginning, the factory paid a lot of attention to it, and hung lights near the steel bars to let people watch over them day and night to prevent theft. But that's not a long-term solution. There are a lot of people in the factory, maybe someone has something to do, and they need to find some steel bars to use, so the caretaker is in the way of human feelings, so they turn a blind eye and take a long rod vise, you come to cut a section, I will cut a section, and the interception of five tons of steel bars becomes three tons.

The factory leaders knew about this, and they were also very helpless, and felt that it was not interesting to send someone to take care of it, so they withdrew people, threw a large number of steel bars in the playground, and let the wind and rain blow, as long as the people who cut the steel bars did not go too far, and did not pull a large bundle home, no one would say anything.

In fact, it is not only cotton mills that have this situation, but also many state-owned enterprises have this phenomenon of resource loss, which everyone is accustomed to and should not take seriously. But in the future, when the factory equipment and even the land are resold and the workers have no choice but to lay off, everyone knows how terrible this long-cultivated "no matter what" is.

Finally waited for Zhang Yiming to finish speaking, Chen Tianlang said: "Brother Zhang, since that pile of steel bars is useless and still occupies space here, can you sell them all to me!"

"Ahem, what are you talking about?" Zhang Yiming almost choked on the smoke, "Boy, what kind of hysteria do you have, come and cut some steel bars if you need them, and cut as many as you need, no one dares to say anything about you with me!"

"No, I really want to buy it! You make a price!" Chen Tianlang said in a firm tone and his face was serious.

Zhang Yiming was amused, "I said Tianlang, it's not like you to make a joke." ”

Before the words fell, Chen Tianlang took out two hundred yuan and gave it to him, "Well, this is a deposit." ”

Zhang Yiming was stunned, you must know that his basic salary as a big man is only 80 yuan a month, plus all kinds of overtime pay and subsidies are only 150 yuan, and the little guy in front of him is 200 yuan as soon as he makes a move, this contrast is too stark.

"What, too little?" Chen Tianlang snapped his fingers and beckoned Guo Fatzi and Wang Shishi, "Take out yours too." ”

Guo Fatzi and Wang Shishi were giggling and farting in front of the TV, talking about Prince Sihanouk and the president of Ethiopia, who was the official leader, and when they saw Chen Tian opening his mouth to ask for money, without saying a word, he took out the 100 yuan that had just been divided from his pocket again and handed it all to Chen Tianlang.

Chen Tianlang searched out some more from his pocket, scraped together enough five hundred yuan, stuffed it into Zhang Yiming, and said, "Oh, that's all for now, do you see if it's enough." ”

Zhang Yiming's head is about to short-circuit, five hundred yuan, which is almost enough to catch up with his salary for more than three months.

Don't talk about Zhang Yiming, even his two security guards looked at Chen Tianlang incredulously, if it weren't for Chen Tianlang still wearing a second college uniform, they even thought that this was a little big guy.

In the dark night, Zhang Yiming's eyes flickered, as if he was struggling.

You must know that the pile of steel bars is now piled up in the playground, and no one pays attention to it at all, and as the security personnel, as long as they don't say anything, even if this batch of steel bars is gone, no one will take the initiative to pursue it.

In other words, as long as Zhang Yiming is willing, as the head of the security section, the five hundred yuan in his hand can be directly put into the bag. Of course, the premise is to take care of the rest of the security department.

In the end, it seemed that some decision had been made, Zhang Yiming snuffed out the cigarette at hand, threw it on the ground, and said to Chen Tianlang: "Boy, I don't care where you got this money from, the pile of steel bars is a total of 2,000 yuan, I will collect the 500 first, and pay the money at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning to pull the goods!"

Chen Tianlang was waiting for this sentence, and immediately smiled: "Cheng! I'll send you money tomorrow!"

However, Chen Tianlang still didn't understand in his heart, why didn't he do it at night when he was found out in broad daylight.

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After finalizing this matter, Chen Tianlang had some confidence in his heart. To tell the truth, if you can't be an "official", you can make a small "downside", and dump these idle waste steel bars in the cotton mill to those two pig farmers, and you can make a profit by changing hands.

In addition, Chen Tianlang also calculated, even if Fan Aiguo and Deng Jianjun don't want this batch of steel bars, according to the current shuanggui system of steel prices, as long as they can be pulled out, they can be sold at a high price. Who made the cotton mill a state-owned enterprise, who let the steel bars it allocated cheaper, since they knew this price loophole, how could they miss the opportunity.

As for the security department, Chen Tianlang is not worried, in this kind of state-owned enterprise, each department has its own way to make oil and water, if Zhang Yiming is not smart, he will not become the section chief, and he does not even have the courage to dump this bit of steel bar, and there will be no future in the future.

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Leaving the cotton mill, Chen Tianlang broke up with the fat man and the stone, and asked them to help him ask for sick leave, and tomorrow he decided to go to the building materials market to find a car to pull goods, and another trip to the price of steel bars.

For Chen Tianlang, two lives, such a precious time must not be spent in a place like school, the times are changing, and the only thing that can hold the tail is to seize any opportunity.

Of course, sometimes Chen Tianlang also fantasizes that, like the protagonists of many rebirth novels, he has passed the college entrance examination all the way, slapping those guys who originally looked down on him and laughed at him, but the reality is cruel and real, it has been more than 20 years, and the ghost can only remember those college entrance examination questions back then. Therefore, Chen Tianlang completely gave up the plan of taking the college entrance examination route and going to a good university in the future, and was down-to-earth to be a "bad student" who missed the college entrance examination.

Looking back, Chen Tianlang thought of his plan for tomorrow.

Zhang Yiming asked for 2,000 yuan, and he gave 500, which is still 1,000 and 5. The most important question at the moment is where to find 1,500 yuan.

You must know that in this era, 1,000 is not a small amount, and ordinary people can't take it out at all; taking a step back, even if someone can take it, he is just a hairy student, who is willing to borrow himself?

"Do you have to steal?" Thinking of this, Chen Tianlang had a headache.