"Two or three out of every ten people who buy radios put money directly into envelopes, and I try to pick them out as much as I can, and we secretly install radios for these people. There were about 30 such letters a month, and each of the three of us installed 10 more radios. Each radio costs less than fifteen yuan, the price is thirty-five yuan, and each one earns about twenty yuan. Wang Weidong said.

Then ten radios can earn 200 yuan, plus the normal average distribution of radios, you can earn about 300 a month!

In the process, Wang Weidong normally mailed radios to customers who bought radios, did not embezzle their money, nor did he put the money of other radio factory workers into his own pocket.

It all feels normal, just a little bit more than everyone else.

Liu Jianguo always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Jianguo, you are my best friend and the most trusted person in this factory, you won't betray me, right?" Wang Weidong asked.

Thinking that he could earn three thousand or four yuan a year, Liu Jianguo's heart beat faster.

"Weidong, don't worry, even if you pour chili pepper water and sit on the tiger chair, I won't spit out a word!" Liu Jianguo said.

The uncle who does good deeds has a famous saying: Time is like water in a sponge, as long as you squeeze it, there is always it.

Wang Weidong's masterpiece began in January and wrote a total of 300,000 or 400,000 words from January to March.

Nangong Gufeng, a young man with a deep hatred of the sea of blood, was chased and killed by his subordinates led by the enemy's bloodsquire demon in the process of revenge, and finally fell off the cliff (the cliff cannot be missing in martial arts novels!). And if you fall, you won't die, and there will be adventures. ）

Nangong Gufeng woke up and muttered, "I'm still alive?" Then he roared, "As long as I don't die, I will swear to kill the old blood-sucking thief!" ”

A hoarse laugh suddenly sounded in the valley: "You still want to take revenge for your unpopular martial arts?" ”

Nangong Lonely followed the sound and finally saw a white-haired old man in a cave whose limbs were fixed to the cave wall with fine iron.

As soon as the old man saw Nangong Gufeng, his eyes lit up and said, "I have lived for more than a hundred years with a lamp, and I have never seen a martial arts wizard like you!" Would you like to worship me as a teacher? I'm willing to pass on to you the mastery I learned in the cave! ”

Nangong Gufeng hesitated again and again and finally nodded in agreement.

Originally, he was supposed to study the turbulent waves and martial arts wizard Nangong Gufeng learned the kung fu of a cup of tea.

In the end, the old man said to Nangong Gufeng: "Child, come here, at the last moment of my life, I want to pass on all the skills of my two jiazi to you!" ”

Nangong Gufeng, who got the mastery and skill of martial arts, went to find the vampire old demon for revenge, and the picture was quite bloody.

In the end, Nangong Gufeng took seven or eight beautiful girls to return to the mountains and forests, and the seven major parties of the martial arts obeyed him, and the rivers and lakes began a hundred years of peace!

Wang Weidong was very satisfied with the martial arts novels he had fabricated based on the memories of his previous life, and he put a thick stack of manuscript paper into an envelope and sent it to the address that Ou Xiaoyang gave him.

A week later, Wang Weidong received a call from Ou Xiaoyang.

"Weidong? I'm Ou Xiaoyang! Weidong, I've already read the manuscript you sent me, it's not bad! I've had them printed, and I'll send you a copy when it's printed! The phone signal is not good, Ou Xiaoyang shouted at the top of his voice in the torn phone.

Soon after the phone call, Ou Xiaoyang sent Wang Weidong 500 yuan.

Wang Weidong felt that Ou Xiaoyang was really generous, of course, maybe he was a knowledgeable person and saw the literary value of this book.

After nearly a month, Ou Xiaoyang really sent a book to Wang Weidong.

Wang Weidong pulled out a book that was not thick from the big envelope. Directly above the book cover, there are four bold characters - Lonely Peak in the Sea of Blood!

The book cover is painted with the scene of Nangong Gufeng fighting with the vampire old devil, which is very New Year's style. Nangong Gufeng is like Erlang God, and the blood-sucking old golem is like a sand monk!

Wang Weidong looked at the side of the book again, and the author's name was printed on it: Zhuge Hongyun!

Shi Yueshuang came to the factory to say goodbye to Wang Weidong and the others.

"I'm going back to Beijing now to prepare for English, but I can't go to Hong Kong to study English at university! My mom wrote me to go back and get ready right away. Shi Yueshuang said.

Wang Weidong immediately gathered more than 30 people in the factory.

"Whether you've been in the radio factory or just come back, everyone has been working with Shi Yueshuang for at least two years. Now she's leaving, let's get together to see her off! Wang Weidong said.

Ordinary workers had two yuan each, several cadres had five yuan each, and dozens of yuan had been spent from the factory account, and Wang Weidong set up three tables in the state-run hotel to see off Shi Yueshuang.

Shi Yueshuang's relationship with the people in the factory is very normal due to her identity and personality, but everyone came to say goodbye to her sincerely, and everyone knew that she left this time, and it was impossible for them to see each other again.

Chen Jihong hugged Shi Yueshuang and cried, and she couldn't breathe, and wet Shi Yueshuang's clothes.

Send Shi Yueshuang to the door of the house, and everyone goes home.

Wang Weidong and Chen Jihong walked back together, and when they saw Chen Jihong who was still squishing, Wang Weidong said: "In your eyes, everyone is a good person, and everyone is your good friend!" ”

Although he couldn't hear what Wang Weidong said, Chen Jihong knew that it must not be a good word, so he beat Wang Weidong.

Wang Weidong came to the factory in the morning, and Bao Qihang, who was on duty here last night, was still lying on the bed and falling asleep.

A book was thrown on the ground, and Wang Weidong picked it up and saw that it was his masterpiece of vomiting blood - Lone Peak in the Blood Sea!

Woke up Bao Qihang, Wang Weidong said: "Qihang, Shi Yueshuang is gone, and you will be in charge of our factory's accounts in the future." All expenditures must be signed by the two of us! ”

Bao Qihang is very happy, this position is the most important position in the factory outside of the factory director. It seems that Wang Weidong still trusts himself very much.

"Weidong, don't worry, I will definitely manage the accounts clearly!" Bao Qihang said.

"Don't talk about things in the factory, especially about money!" Wang Weidong admonished.

"Don't worry, I will never make the same mistakes again!" Bao Qihang assured.

"Go back and rest, I'll be here alone during the day." Wang Weidong said.

Bao Qihang had just taken two steps out and suddenly turned around. He glanced around and saw "Lonely Peak in the Sea of Blood" that Wang Weidong had just put on the table.

"Weidong, you bought this book, right? Have you read it? I fell asleep watching it last night, can I take the book back and return it to you when I come back tomorrow when I come back after reading it? Bao Qihang asked.

"I'm done reading it, and I'm going to give it to you!" Wang Weidong said indifferently.