It was late at night, and the cold wind was blowing.

The supermarket store opposite the CCB family home has closed, and now only a handful of businesses can stay open until 9 p.m. It's just a day of hot business that makes the clerks very excited, and four or five people chatter and laugh non-stop.

Zhou Qingfeng originally expected to recruit more than 100 people to complete the garbage recycling. But He Yulan is more radical than him, more than 500 people have been hired under the 'Harmony' system, and dozens of cadres have been supported by the 'Holy Light' system to support it.

So much work is done in a month and a half, and the management is quite crude, and it is completely thrown out of money. Zhou Qingfeng spent one-third of the initial one million in funds, and spent a lot of money just on personnel recruitment and training, renting and building various venues.

But all the efforts were earned back several times on the first day of the opening of the supermarket.

Across the street from the shop, a figure hid in the dark and watched for a long time. When the clerk was picked up by the 'Star of Chang'an' and returned to the dormitory, he stepped out of the shadow of the street tree and took out a small notebook to record the house number and location of the trading house.

The man was probably in his forties, of medium height, dressed ordinarily, and did not see anything special. But if you look closely at the small book in his hand, there are many matters densely recorded on it, which are basically related to the 'Holy Light' system.

After completing the record, the middle-aged man rode a bicycle back to the small hotel in the city where he was staying. The hostel is located in the alleys of the old town, shabby, dirty, cobwebbed wires back and forth. The innkeeper leaned against the greasy front desk and slept wrapped in a military coat.

"Excuse me, is there boiling water?" The middle-aged man should have been living in this hotel for a long time, and when he came back, he gently knocked on the front desk table to wake up the proprietress up.

The proprietress was very unhappy, opened her eyes and scolded in Tianyang dialect, and said, "Five cents a bottle." ”

The middle-aged man took out a dime of paper from his pocket, took the recovered five-cent coin, expressed his gratitude, and then carried a bottle of boiling water upstairs to his room.

There is a small room behind the front desk, probably the boss sleeps in it, and asks what is going on outside? The proprietress said in dialect unhappily: "It's the outsider on the third floor, who came back in the middle of the night." ”

The two who opened the hotel talked a few words and continued to sleep.

The middle-aged man carried a boiling water bottle upstairs, and when he arrived at the door of his room, he looked left and right like a thief. There was only a small dim light bulb in the hallway, and there was a smell of urine in the corner, and occasionally you could hear the snoring sound from the next room.

When I opened the door, there was a private room.

The middle-aged man examines the secret marks he left in the house, hoping to make sure that no outsiders have come in since he left. However, ....., there were traces of the suitcase being turned over, and the two dollars deliberately left in it were gone.

Apparently, it was the innkeeper who had come in.

Nothing else.

The middle-aged man closed the window, tightened the curtains, turned on the light, and sat down at the wooden table in the room. He carried everything he needed with him, including a booklet for records, a mobile phone and a few hundred dollars, and a map of the sky.

Opening the map, the middle-aged man marked the information he had gained from walking around during the day. There are the offices of 'Shengguang Machinery', new construction sites, trading companies, and even Nantou Township and Mawang Village. Explain that he has been to all these places.

There are places that you know but haven't been to, and there are also markers, such as the dock warehouse in Taipingqiao. There was a problem at first glance, but the middle-aged man did not rush there, he seemed very careful.

After making the marking, the middle-aged man took out an enamel bowl from his suitcase, grabbed two pieces of corrugated noodles, poured boiling water, served with some spices, and waited for five minutes to eat.

While eating, he suddenly laughed bitterly at himself in a hoarse voice: "That bastard boy has made such a big battle, but I am hiding here." The current society is really deformed. ”

Self-deprecation is self-deprecation, but middle-aged people don't have much else to do. He was extremely self-disciplined, checked the living room after dinner, and finally went to bed. The next day, he woke up at half-past six, made some secret notes, and went out with the necessary things.

The front desk of the hotel has changed the owner on duty, and he glanced at it. This small hotel accommodation is not strictly managed, the price is low, and it is okay to have no ID card. However, there are still not many guests staying in single rooms, and many travelers are staying in double and triple rooms, or even large shops.

"Get out?"

"yes."

With a brief hello, the innkeeper knew that the guest had been out all day and had not returned until late at night. The other party has been staying for three or four days. However, the boss's relatives also run a hotel, and they knew that this person had arrived in Tianyang for at least half a month in casual chat.

In half a month, this middle-aged humanoid figure was alone, changing several residences back and forth, and never stayed in one place for a long time.

Strange people, like spies.

The innkeeper shook his head, not thinking much of it. There are too many weirdos who are out of the house these days, and there are many strange people everywhere. Ordinary people can't touch it, but the small hotel is a place where they meet.

Leaving the hotel, the middle-aged man thought about the investigation in the past half a month. He came to a bus stop and was ready to find out the business status of Harmony Supermarket. I happened to see a breakfast stall pulled by a motor tricycle behind the platform, and it opened at half past six.

When I got up early and had an empty stomach, the middle-aged man leaned over and took the initiative to greet him: "Master, it's very early." ”

The stall owner was quite old, laughed and asked what he wanted, "The soy milk was just ground and boiled in the morning, and the fritters came out of the pot." The steamed buns have to wait for a while, and they haven't been steamed yet. ”

The middle-aged man didn't think much about it, "I want two meat buns with soy milk." If it's not steamed, I can wait. ”

Now there are no paper cups, and you either bring your own hot water kettle to drink soy milk, or use the iron bowl on the stall. Used bowls are disposed of in special buckets and will not be used again until they are washed.

"You're very particular about this business." It will take about ten minutes for the buns to cook, and the middle-aged man actually knows some details, but he deliberately asks a few words.

The stall owner poured a bowl of soy milk from the holding oven, added a spoonful of sugar, and handed it to the middle-aged man and said heartily: "It's really exquisite, we are not used to it when we receive training." But there is no way, the boss asked for it. You can't do this job without hygiene. ”

The stall owner wears a mask and a chef's hat, and his apron is snow-white and clean. The middle-aged man asked, "...... is your boss?" ”

"Zhou Qingfeng of 'Holy Light', Mr. Zhou. Who doesn't know him now? He recently got a 'harmonious supermarket', and he also ran it early. Say that you can earn a little is a little, and solve the employment. ”

Before seven o'clock, there were not many people who took the bus to work. The platform was still empty, and the stall owner opened the conversation box and took the initiative to chat.

"Don't say it, we people really need such a job. I'm a retired employee in the city, but I also have to live. Originally, the efficiency of the factory was not good, and the retirement salary was only paid once every six months. Earn some money this month to offset your needs. ”

"It's hard work to make breakfast."

"Hey ......, we got ready at the trading company's headquarters last night. Noodles, oil, coal, all have to be complete. I got up at four o'clock in the morning, drove the car to my place at six o'clock, and closed the stall at ten o'clock in the morning.

The early stall was pulled over by a tricycle. After the stall is unloaded, the tricycle can also go to the transportation and continue to earn money. At the end of a month, as long as you are not lazy, it is not a problem to earn 200 yuan. That's more than my salary in the past. ”

As he spoke, the buns were slowly steamed.

The middle-aged man looked at the appearance of the bun and asked, "Is your bun wrapped by hand or machine?" ”

The stall owner seemed to meet a knowledgeable bosom friend, "Now it's handmade, but in the future, I'll use a machine bag." I heard that Mr. Zhou thought that the labor was too slow, and he had asked for any food processing machinery. But how does the machine make buns? It's really hard to think of. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You Mr. Zhou are really capable of tossing." ”