Pedaling on a tricycle, Shen Lin drove on the street, the sun at ten o'clock was very spicy, and Shen Lin's heart was a little hot.

At this time, Shen Lin did not have much anger in his heart, except for grievances.

For him, although it is a good income to collect rags, this income is not necessary, and it is not too high.

He is already ready to switch to the repair of old household appliances, even if there is no Liu Fatzi's trouble, after a while, he is ready to leave this industry.

But it is one situation to leave voluntarily, and it is another situation to be forcibly robbed like the one now.

Although he was a human being in two lives, Shen Lin was uncomfortable with this breath.

"Bang dang!"

A soft sound came from a distance, and when he turned his head to look, Shen Lin saw a glass bottle falling to the ground.

Three figures with worn-out plastic bags quickly rushed towards the location of the glass bottle.

That is, in the blink of an eye, one of the fastest figures had already picked up the glass bottle, while the other two people were walking back dejectedly.

"When has this been, you are still picking up garbage, I don't know if this work is not profitable, and you are still very tired?" Shen Lin said loudly towards the two dejected figures.

When the two people who picked up the rags turned around, they saw Shen Lin sitting on the tricycle, although they didn't like to listen to Shen Lin's words, they didn't say anything?

"Why, think I don't know how much money you make in this business? You can earn two or three yuan a day if you die, but my cousin, he collects waste products in the East China Sea, especially in some government agencies, and he can earn more than 20 yuan a day. ”

Shen Lin deliberately said loudly: "Now it's all collected, who will pick it up!" ”

As he spoke, Shen Lin kicked up the tricycle and prepared to leave, and the three people who picked up the rags all had a look of concern on their faces at this time.

A man with a thin face suddenly stopped Shen Lin and said, "Young man, is what you said true?" ”

"How is it not true? Let me tell you, my cousin originally dragged me to collect scrap newspapers, but I didn't think I could do it. Shen Lin said deliberately: "If you don't believe it, try it yourself." ”

"Listen to my cousin, the fattest thing is the government unit, and the waste newspapers and books in it are piled up and piled up, and the waste newspapers of one unit can earn dozens of dollars."

"But if you want to collect newspapers in such places, sometimes you need to find acquaintances, otherwise they may not sell them to you!"

Speaking of this, Shen Lin didn't stay any longer, he didn't know the method he said, whether the three of them would try, but he believed that as long as he said too much, there would definitely be people who tried.

On Liu Fatzi's side, he couldn't help it, but he didn't believe that Liu Fatzi had such a great ability to really swallow the entire market of scrap newspapers.

One, two, three......

Pedaling the tricycle, Shen Lin circled the streets, that is, in two hours, Shen Lin had already told hundreds of colleagues who collected rags that he could make money by collecting scrap and more ways to make money by collecting old newspapers in government agencies.

Some of these peers were skeptical, and some tried it directly.

After all, it's not too difficult for them to try it.

And Shen Lin himself pedaled his tricycle and drove quickly in the direction of the market.

The university is about to start, and Shen Lin is ready to buy some things in the market, taking advantage of the opportunity of new students to enroll, and make another profit.

And just when Shen Lin plunged headlong into the market to buy goods, the words he spread finally began to work.

Lu Hongge pedaled the tricycle and hummed a little song, and his heart was beautiful!

He didn't have to do heavy work, and he could earn 20 yuan a day just by collecting some scrap newspapers in the office, which made him feel like he was in a dream.

But it's true!

Although half of the twenty yuan was given to his cousin Liu Fatzi, Lu Hongge didn't feel anything wrong with this kind of situation from the bottom of his heart.

After all, this job was introduced to him by his cousin, and if it weren't for his cousin, he wouldn't have been able to earn so much money.

And the kid who used to make money by relying on this directly kicked out of this business for his cousin.

What did you do first?

You don't have any connections, and this kind of business will hit you!

Flour mill!

Looking at the magnificent office building, Lu Hongge felt that this was a piece of fat. If you clean up by yourself, maybe you can earn more than 30 yuan just for the newspaper?

"Who are you looking for?" The doorman, dressed in an earthy yellow worker's outfit, blocked Lu Hongge's way.

Lu Hongge skillfully took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Brother, I am collecting old newspapers, and Section Chief Chen asked me to come." ”

The doorman took the cigarette and skillfully sandwiched it behind his ear, and then said with a hint of doubt: "No, I just went in to collect old newspapers, and now I am collecting it?" By the way, there is no one surnamed Chen among our section chiefs. ”

Without Section Chief Chen, there are still people collecting tatters, and the two news made Lu Hongge stunned for a moment.

"Uncle, you said that someone in there is a waste newspaper inside?" Thinking of the money that should have belonged to him, he let others snatch it away at this time, Lu Hongge's eyes were red.

When the doorman saw that someone questioned his words, he immediately said unhappily: "What, do you think this kind of thing, I will still fool you, if you don't believe it, come with me to take a look." ”

Just as the doorman was talking, a half-new tricycle drove out of the factory, and on the tricycle, it was loaded with scrap newspapers.

A man in a white vest who looked like he was in his thirties was driving towards the door with pride.

"You...... How can you collect waste newspapers here, you stop me. Lu Hongge blocked directly in the middle of the road.

The white vest braked quickly, and then saw Lu Hongge's dilapidated tricycle. Although there are not many things on this tricycle, as a companion, the man has already determined Lu Hongge's identity for the first time.

Peers are enemies!

Especially those who stop themselves from leaving, they are even more wronged by the wrongdoers!

"What's wrong with you?" The white vest said unceremoniously towards Lu Hongge.

"My cousin said that the waste newspapers here belong to me, and he has already agreed with Section Chief Chen here." Lu Hongge took a breath and said in a deep voice.

"Section Chief Chen?" The white vest smiled and said, "I don't know which one is Section Chief Chen, I collect waste newspapers here, and my four masters agreed." ”

Speaking of this, he said to the doorman: "Uncle Li, do you know who Section Chief Chen he is talking about?" ”

"In the office of our flour mill, the only person surnamed Chen is Xiao Chen, who is a correspondent, and he can't be Xiao Chen, right?"

When the doorman said this, he said to Lu Hongge: "Our flour mill is disciplined, if you are blocking the door, don't blame me for finding someone to take you to the police station." ”

Lu Hongge's momentum suddenly dropped a lot, and now he is cracking down, he doesn't want people to take him to the police station.

As he unconsciously moved out of the way, the white vest pedaled the tricycle and staggered forward.

"Uncle, can you let me in and find Section Chief Chen?" Lu Hongge was a little unwilling to leave like this, and took out another cigarette and handed it to the doorman.

The doorman took the cigarette, pointed at a young man who was going out and said, "Xiao Chen, come over here, someone is looking for you?" ”

When the young man heard the voice of the doorman, he quickly ran over and said, "Uncle Li, what's the matter with you?" ”

"People are looking for you, Section Chief Chen." While the doorman was talking, he was on his bamboo chair and fanned the fan leisurely.

The young Xiao Chen glanced at Lu Hongge, and then said, "You have something to do with me?" ”

"May I ask if you are Section Chief Chen, I am Liu Fatzi's cousin, Liu Fatzi from the scrap purchase station." As Lu Hongge spoke, he carefully took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Xiao Chen took the cigarette, glanced at it casually, and said, "What am I talking about to your cousin?" Since you're here, you don't have to bother me to run. ”

"You tell your cousin that the waste newspapers in our factory don't worry about it, our office director has already arranged people."

When Xiao Chen said this, he waved his hand towards Lu Hongge and said, "You go to another place." ”

ps: The new book set sail, and I want the big guy I like to join the bookshelf, and I need your support!