Not only Kangfu Electric Appliance Factory is no longer expanding new products, but in addition to the Guixiang Daily Chemical Factory, which is currently developing skin care products, several other factories are not ready to add new products.

Several factories have passed the development period, found accurate positioning, and entered a stable development stage.

At present, the income of several factories is very considerable, and when the dividend is distributed at the end of the year, Xia Xiaoqin is very hopeful that she will pay off the money owed to Qin Yihong.

The money was paid off, and Xia Xiaoqin's second goal, like Tan Jun, was to save money to buy a house.

Tan Jun has not bought his own house, and after taking over the scrap yard, he first built a row of warehouses in the recycling center that had changed its name.

There used to be only two houses here, and now employee Deng Gang lives in one.

Deng Gang is currently not only responsible for collecting waste, but also guarding the gate to prevent thieves from coming to steal things.

The other Tan Jun is reserved for himself, so when he is busy, he can sleep directly in the recycling center without going home to disturb his mother.

When Sun Xiu and his wife collected scrap, they basically shipped them once a month.

Because they couldn't hoard it for too long, they only pulled a tarpaulin for the place where the waste paper was piled up, and the rest of the place was in the open air, leaving the waste in the wind and rain.

Tan Jun built a warehouse to classify waste products.

Being a middleman is not profitable enough to meet Tan Jun's needs.

And his current funds are not very sufficient, Tan Jun wants to seize one class to become bigger first.

The recycling center is surrounded by a gathering place for schools, middle schools and universities, and Xia Xiaoqin bought study materials at the scrap yard of Sun Xiu and his wife.

Tan Jun pulled the broken tricycle and spent a year infiltrating the surrounding schools, almost covering all the waste products of the nearby schools.

The largest amount of waste is waste paper.

Tan Jun's warehouse is covered with waste paper.

It is not possible to tear the tarpaulin like Sun Xiu and his wife, in case of heavy wind and rain, the tarpaulin is lifted, and the waste paper is soaked in water!

The summer vacation began, and it was the busiest time for Tan Jun to collect waste.

"Old Deng, I'm out to collect scrap."

Tan Jun said, putting the cap on the handlebar of the tricycle on his head.

Deng Gang said: "It's hot today, you stay here, I'll go out and collect it." ”

Tan Jun showed a smile: "There are many people who are familiar with me, if you go, they may not sell it to you." ”

Tan Jun is telling the truth, he has been walking the streets and alleys for a year, and the hoarding contacts are all over the family homes and streets.

The uncles and aunts like him, and other waste collectors can't take anything away at all when they go to the area where Tan Jun is active.

You can't blush your eyes, who made you not the champion of the national college entrance examination, you have never been on the national station, and you have not donated cultural relics to the country.

Tan Jun's name has been tied to Dahe Fangding, in the museum, there is an introduction to Dahe Fangding, and the last sentence is: donated by Tan Jun, the champion of the national college entrance examination in 1984

Offer.

Every year, there is a national college entrance examination champion, but Tan Jun's name is destined to be remembered for a long, long time.

Because he knows how to use his own resources.

Today, Tan Jun's business is still very smooth, and when he turns two alleys, he fills the broken three-wheeled car.

Tan Jun wants to pull the car back to the recycling center and then come out again.

Tan Jun rode a tricycle out of the alley, and as soon as he rode to the mouth of the alley, he met his fellow waste collectors.

"Wow! The harvest is not small, you. ”

The peer is an enemy, and the person who talks to Tan Jun is about the same age as Tan Jun, dark and thin, with a pair of single-eyelid eyes the size of sesame mung beans, and his eyes are staring straight when he speaks

Looking at Tan Jun's car of scrap, it was as if he was looking at his own goods.

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, Tan Jun nodded at the man and was about to continue walking.

The small-eyed man jumped out of his tricycle and blocked Tan Jun's way.

"Brother, do you sell this car?"

The small-eyed man spoke with "you", but because of the local speaking habits in the capital, his tone was not polite at all.

Tan Jun glanced at the waste paper in the small-eyed man's tricycle, nodded and said, "Sell." ”

The small-eyed man suddenly smiled: "Then you can sell me all the waste paper." ”

When the small-eyed man laughed, only one slit was left in his entire eye, and it was replaced by the big yellow teeth that attracted attention.

Tan Jun found that he was really happy, so he asked, "Is there only waste paper?" ”

"yes, just scrap paper."

"How much does it cost a pound?"

"Four points."

"Oh. Not sold. ”

The small-eyed man was stunned: "The scrap collection station only charges 4 points, how easy it is for you to sell it to me!" ”

Tan Jun glanced at him with a cold expression: "The scrap collection station only charges 4 points, you take 4 points, what money do you make?" ”

"Don't worry about it, just say whether you sell it or not."

"Not for sale."

The small-eyed man lost his patience and said viciously: "If you don't sell it, get out of the way, don't get in the way!" ”

Tan Jun rode away on a broken tricycle.

He returns to the recycling center, unloads his things, weighs them for registration, and goes inside to drink water.

Deng Gang's radio was playing the news, Tan Jun heard Pengcheng mentioned it several times, and thought that Xia Xiaoqin was in Pengcheng, so he sat down and listened carefully.

After listening to the whole news, Tan Jun had only one feeling: Xia Xiaoqin and Qin Yihong were right to do business in Pengcheng!

It's a pity he can't leave the school and can't go there.

Tan Jun glanced at the clock on the wall and found that the time was only half past ten, so he wanted to go out to collect scrap before lunch.

He picked up the hat on the table, and was just about to walk out of the room when he heard the sound of Deng Gang talking to someone outside.

The man's voice was quite familiar, it was the small-eyed man before.

Tan Jun heard him mention the waste paper, so he retreated to the house to hear what he was going to do.

"6 cents a pound, I want as many as you want, and I can pull it away this afternoon." The small-eyed man said to Deng Gang.

Deng Gang would negotiate with the small-eyed man, the boss is in the house!

"Wait, I'll call the boss."

"Boss? Boss! ”

Tan Jun squinted and remained silent.

Deng Gang said to the small-eyed man again: "Maybe I'm asleep, I'll go to the house and shout." ”

Tan Jun returned to sit on the stool, and after Deng Gang came in, he said directly: "Tell him, don't sell it." ”

"Oh good."

Deng Gang didn't ask why at all, Tan Jun was the boss, he said that if he didn't sell it, he wouldn't sell it.

Deng Gang directly replied to the small-eyed man.

The small-eyed man was extremely depressed, and shouted in the direction of Tan Jun: "6 cents a catty, even if you pour it out, you can only sell it at this price!" ”

Tan Jun's strange thing is this.

When this person thought he was a retail collector of scrap, he shouted at him the price of the scrap yard.

When he arrived at the scrap yard, he shouted the price at which the scrap yard poured out.

What exactly does he make money on?

Tan Jun waited for the small-eyed man to leave before coming out of the house.

He hung his hat on his tricycle and went out on a bicycle instead.

Tan Jun followed the small-eyed man for an afternoon, he collected waste products and only collected waste paper, and also strung two waste collection stations, the target of which was waste paper.

Tan Jun finally followed him to an alley, and when he saw him push open the door of a courtyard, Tan Jun thought he was home and was about to turn around and go home.

Tan Jun's bicycle hadn't even hit the road yet, and the small-eyed man came out of the yard again.

He changed to a broken tricycle painted with red paint, and the tricycle was piled up with a cart full of waste paper, because the way of bundling was different, Tan Jun recognized that it was not the one he had just collected today

。

Tan Jun followed again.

Following and following, Tan Jun followed to Tan's Renewable Resources Recovery Center.

The small-eyed man wanted to sell this car of waste paper to Deng Gang at a price of 4 cents a catty.

Deng Gang, a simple and straightforward man, asked with a puzzled face: "Didn't you just collect waste paper?" Why is it selling again? ”

The small-eyed man rolled his eyes and said, "What the hell are you talking about?" Hurry up and weigh and count the money! ”

For the door-to-door business, Deng Gang has no reason not to do it.

Deng Gang calculated the price for the small-eyed man according to 4 cents a catty, and a cart of waste paper was 210 catties, which was sold for 8 yuan and 4 cents.

The small-eyed man got the money, hummed a song and rode away, his eyes narrowing into a slit again with joy.

Tan Jun waited for him to go far before entering, and he asked Deng Gang: "What did this person say?" ”

Deng Gang thought for a while and said, "Say I'm worrying about it." ”

Tan Jun: "......"

Tan Jun couldn't understand the series of operations of the small-eyed man, so he asked Deng Gang to be busy and dispose of this batch of waste paper by himself.

Among these waste papers, there are newspapers, books, and homework books with words written on the front and back.

Tan Jun flipped through the pages, and suddenly found common ground in some very dirty books.

All these waste papers have been turned over!

Someone looking for something from waste paper?

Tan Jun picked up an old book, the yellowed paper was full of age, but the inner pages of the book were not properly preserved, many of them were glued together and could not be torn apart.

Tan Jun put the old books aside and began to sort them by type.

When Tan Jun recycles waste paper, all types are at the same price, but when he resells them, he disposes of them according to three categories.

Old books are sold separately, newspapers can be directly bundled into bundles and sold to paper mills, and waste paper such as homework books is called real waste paper, which is directly packaged and sold.

Selling waste paper in this way will make 20% more money than the previous miscellaneous sales!

As soon as Tan Jun put the old books in order, Deng Gang came over: "I'll move the books." ”

Tan Jun nodded.

Deng Gang smiled and dragged the old book into his room: "Last time, I turned to a miscellaneous book of the Tang Dynasty, and I haven't found the next episode for a long time, so I have to find out if there is anything here." ”

Tan Jun suddenly had a string plucked in his mind.

He seemed to have solved the suspicion of the pile of waste paper at his feet.

Think about another Dahe Fangding, isn't it almost sold as scrap and almost entered the melting pot?

Tan Jun called out to Deng Gang, who was dragging books, and said to him: "Work overtime tonight, let's reorganize the waste paper warehouse!" ”

Deng Gang is a very down-to-earth man, he doesn't ask why, the boss says to work overtime, then work overtime, the boss works with him, what else does he have to say

。

Oh, there's something to say.

Deng Gang asked: "Sun Xiu didn't come over today, do you want to call her when she works overtime at night?" ”

"No need to shout, she's on leave."

Cancer is difficult to treat, Sun Xiu sold all the scrap yards in order to treat her husband, but his husband didn't appreciate it, and argued that she was selling cheaply, and when Sun Xiu came to work yesterday, her face

It also carries a slap print.

Sun Xiu's husband's personality is becoming more and more eccentric and violent, and Sun Xiu is becoming more and more tolerant because he has little time and just wants to serve him well in the last part of the road.

Sun Xiu didn't ask for leave today, but Tan Jun could think of the reason why she didn't come.

It's either that I can't go out to see people because of my injuries, or I'm afraid that my husband will come to the recycling center to make trouble.