Chapter 21: The Dealers
"It's Tang Gong."
The doorman Lu Old Man opened his eyes and looked at Tang Liang, who peeked out of the car window, before he got up slowly, walked slowly to open the railing, and asked with a smile: "When did you buy the car?" β
The old janitor in today's society must not be underestimated, especially the janitor of enterprises and institutions, maybe he is a relative of the leader. I don't know if it is influenced by the nameless sweeping monk of Shaolin, but the post of more than 2,000 yuan a month is more sought after than the iron rice bowl.
If you don't have a strong relationship in a unit, you just want to come and see the gate, it's absolutely wishful thinking.
I haven't heard of anyone who gives money and gifts in order to see the door!
Don't look at Old Man Lu who looks half-dead all day long, but it was Xiao Ming who personally went to find the job arranged by Zhang Wen, although Tang Liang didn't care about Xiao Ming now, he wouldn't offend him because of this matter.
I believe that Jin Yuanbao gave him a car, and the entire construction site will know about it tomorrow, but others know it and say it to himself, which is completely different things. So Tang Liang didn't want to talk about it more, so he took Tashan from the operating table and handed it to Old Man Lu, and said with a smile: "Hehe, Uncle Lu smokes a cigarette." β
After Lao Lu Tou lit a cigarette with Tang Liang's lighter, he squinted and smiled: "Driving such a good car, but smoking a box of Tashan for 10 yuan, you can't do it at this level." β
"Haha, Uncle Lu is right, I'll change to Dazhong when I catch up, and I'll bring you a box then."
Tang Liang didn't want to grind his teeth with Old Man Lu here, so after laughing with him, he continued: "Uncle Lu, you are busy first, I'll go in and take a look." β
After Tang Liang finished speaking, he didn't wait for Old Man Lu to reply, and after pressing the horn, he hung up the forward gear and drove to the scene with one foot on the accelerator.
Old man Lu was smoking a cigarette, and under the cover of the pale blue smoke that slowly drifted up, a trace of doubt flashed in his squinted eyes.
And after the A6 car drove away, he changed his old days, lowered the railing with his hands and feet, took out the old-fashioned straight phone from his pocket, and skillfully pressed the number to dial out
"Captain Liu." Under the curious eyes of the workers in the steel barbar, Tang Liang stopped the car, lowered the window and raised his hand to wave to Captain Liu.
After seeing Tang Liang leaning out of the car window, Liu Jialiang, who was still puzzled, laughed and walked over, and exclaimed: "Tut, Tang Gong, you have changed your shotgun, where have you made a fortune recently, and you don't call me a brother." β
"Team Liu, you can change your career to fortune telling."
Tang Liang, who didn't know how to speak, followed Liu Jialiang's words, and continued: "I happen to have a money-making business. β
Liu Jialiang is also a native of Hunyan City, but he eats and lives on the construction site all day long, and only occasionally goes back home to see his children and wife. When the workers were too busy, they didn't care about the identity of the boss with their sleeves rolled up, and took the initiative to step forward to work.
Although Liu Jialiang was excited in his heart, his years of life experience did not let him agree, but forced his excitement and asked cautiously: "What are you talking about?" β
Guardrails
"What!" As soon as Tang Liang's two words came out, Liu Jialiang shouted in shock.
Tang Liang, who was taken aback, rubbed his itchy ears and complained: "Team Liu, what are you going to do in such a shock." β
"Hehe, I'm used to it on the construction site, forgive me, forgive me." After Liu Jialiang smiled and apologized, he hurriedly took out a box of red plums from his pocket and took out one for Tang Liang to ignite.
A person who works in a noisy place for a long time, and anyone who speaks loudly, Tang Liang, who has long been used to it, complains only on his lips.
Liu Jialiang, who also lit a cigarette himself, looked around left and right, opened the rear car door and sat in, and said with a smile: "Tang Gong, you mean that the guardrail project has begun to be contracted?" β
A muscular man in his 30s squeezed out a smiling expression on his face, how awkward it seemed to Tang Liang. But I have to sigh in my heart, this is the charm of red tickets.
"Captain Liu, you can sit in the co-pilot, let's talk."
Tang Liang, who was crooked and talking, always felt very uncomfortable, and after Liu Jialiang sat in the co-pilot, he turned sideways and continued: "Who told sΓΉ that you want to contract the guardrail?" β
"You've just done"
Liu Jialiang, who was still excited, was a little anxious after hearing Tang Liang's words, and was about to defend but suddenly thought of something, hurriedly took out a card from his trouser pocket wallet, and laughed in a low voice: "It's been so long since I started work, I also know that Tang Gong has always taken good care of my brother, I wanted to buy you something, but I don't know what you like, there is some small money in this card, Tang Gong, you look at it and buy something for yourself." β
Tang Liang pinched the card that Liu Jialiang stuffed into his hand and played with it, he knew that this card was a few thousand yuan, at most no more than 10,000 yuan, not to mention the 150,000 yuan that he just got this morning, even with the current salary of 12,000 per month, he would not care about this little money.
"Huh."
Tang Liang threw the card back to Liu Jialiang, and after admiring the changing look on his face for a while, he chuckled, and then said: "Brother Liu, what you and I are not the same thing, listen to me first." β
After so many years of ups and downs, the workers under his hands have changed back and forth like water, if he didn't even have this calmness, how could Liu Jialiang get to his current status.
Liu Jialiang took a deep breath of red plum cigarette, and after exhaling all the smoke, he said with a smile: "Brother, I'm in a hurry, brother, you say it first." β
"The guardrail project was taken over by a friend of mine."
Speaking of this, Tang Liang paused, took a few puffs of cigarette, threw the burned cigarette butt out of the car, and continued: "However, he doesn't have workers in his hands, so he wants to contract this project."
He told me that the first thing that came to my mind was you, brother, and I don't know if Brother Liu is willing to take over. β
As soon as Liu Jialiang threw the first cigarette butt out of the car, he took out another cigarette and lit it, frowned and asked, "What price?" β
"The guardrail steel bar is 30 yuan per meter, and the weaving mold and concrete are 290 yuan per meter." This price is the price that Tang Liang calculated, and felt that Liu Jialiang could accept.
Although the price of Jin Yuanbao to Tang Liang was 1,500 yuan per meter, and Tang Liang contracted Liu Jialiang only 320 yuan, the price given by Jin Yuanbao itself was a loss price, so the price given by Tang Liang was not black.
In today's construction industry, in addition to enterprises and institutions that use subordinate construction teams, private contractors from the bidding section of the project, but he does not have a construction team, what should I do? It's very simple, compress the price and continue to contract to others.