"Do you still know that if you continue to sit and eat, we will have to roll up and go back to our hometown?"

These words came out of Zhang Xilu's mouth, which was really funny, and Han Chunlei couldn't help but tease him.

You must know that when this guy first came to Shenzhen, it was really a flower monk who planted himself in the gentle township, and he simply forgot how to knock the wooden fish in the temple. I slept a lot during the day, and at night I was like a mouse who had taken an aphrodisiac, and all I was thinking about was how to go out and dance with Ah Qiang and them, and how to talk to the girls in the dance hall. What day didn't you go home exhausted until the wee hours of the morning and brave the sparse moonlight?

Now he is actually starting to worry about sitting up and eating nothing.

But it's also a lot of progress, at least I know that I'm in a hurry to do things. In Han Chunlei's view, chasing the trendy, greedy for enjoyment, and desire first are not terrible, after all, this is human nature. Sometimes, desire can be the best driving force for a person to strive for progress. In the face of the general trend and opportunities, wasting time and being lazy and lazy is the most unforgivable thing! In Shenzhen, where the spring thunder is ringing today, as long as Zhang Xilu dares to think and is willing to work, he will always have a place, and it will not be in vain to take him to Shenzhen for a visit.

"As soon as I entered the hospital, I saw you two sitting, what were you talking about?"

At this time, Ah Xiong carried his leather bag and went home from outside.

"Brother Xiong. ”

Han Chunlei and Zhang Xilu both greeted Ah Xiong.

Han Chunlei poured a cup of herbal tea, handed it to Ah Xiong, and asked, "Brother Xiong, why did you finish work so early today?"

He knows that on weekdays, Ah Xiong's minibus doesn't finish until five or six o'clock every day, and on weekends, it's normal to finish work at eight or nine o'clock in the evening. But today I went home at three o'clock.

"Eh, don't mention it. ”

Ah Xiong took the herbal tea and drank two sips, shook his head, and sighed depressedly: "The minibus line we drove has been building roads recently, so we ended it early today." ”

As soon as he said this, Han Chunlei understood that if you want to get rich and build roads first, this is normal even if it is placed in the Shenzhen Special Economic Zone. After all, there is a big construction right now, and roads are being built and expanded, and in the next few years, it will basically be commonplace.

He thought for a while and suggested: "Then change the route and open it again, does it take three months to build the road, and your minibus line can stop for three months without starting work?"

"Of course, it can't be stopped for a few months, we also have to eat! Besides, this minibus is from the village, and Cuong and I have to pay every month. But you don't know!"

Ah Xiong waved his hand and said: "This minibus line is not something we can change if we say it, after all, if you go to other routes, you will go to other people's territory to grab food and eat, you have to negotiate first, otherwise you will die, brother!"

Zhang Xilu on the side said curiously: "Go to other routes to drive a minibus, and you have to negotiate a good deal? This is really fresh, how do you draw territory with bandits and hooligans?"

Han Chunlei: "Ahem, cough, cough......"

"Hahaha, you can say that!"

Fortunately, Ah Xiong was not surprised, and explained: "The minibuses of several routes in this vicinity are basically driven by people from Hubei Village. When the village decided to start a minibus business before, the village chief and several clan elders divided the route for all of us, just to prevent us from fighting with the village because of grabbing customers. Fighting with each other in the same village and the same clan is a big taboo in our Hubei Village! So we can only drive minibuses on our own routes, and no matter how prosperous other people's lines are, we absolutely cannot grab food on the routes of the same village. This is a village rule, and it is also a clan rule, you know?"

As soon as he said this, Han Chunlei also discovered that whether it was Axiong's Hubei Village or the Chikan Village he went to in the morning, they all had one thing in common, that is, the clan concept was extremely strong, and the village was exceptionally united.

Let's not talk about such drawbacks, just talk about the benefits are obvious, for example, the village chief or the clan elders call for it, and the whole village will work together, and everyone will put their thoughts and strength together in the same place, so it is easy to get things done.

Whether it is the village-run minibus business in Hubei Village, or the Dahua garment factory in Chikan Village, as well as the garment workshop they run privately, they are all living examples.

He couldn't help but think of his hometown of Chaijiawu, the old branch secretary Han Zhankui, and the villagers in Chaijiawu who had their own thoughts and were quite restless......

It seems that the old branch secretary still has a long way to go to lead the old and young masters of Chaijiawu to earn money and live a good life.

"Well, I see, your village is so united! It's hard for you not to get rich!" Zhang Xilu sincerely envied.

Ah Xiongle said: "Make a ghost fortune, don't you see that I finished work early today? After I finished dinner in the evening, I went to the village chief's house to report the matter, and he helped us coordinate other lines, how could it take two or three days." In the past few days, I can only watch the minibus stop on the side of the road and not be able to start work, brother, this is called seeing money and turning water!"

After speaking, Ah Xiong patted Zhang Xilu on the shoulder, and said: "Ah Qiang doesn't have to work these days, let him take you to the dance venue in the evening, this guy was still talking about this on the way back to the village just now." ”

"Okay... Uh, I still don't want it!"

Zhang Xilu's instantly lit eyes suddenly dimmed again, shook his head, and said, "Don't play yet, Chunlei and I have to do things first, we have been here for many days, and nothing has been done yet, so it is not okay to go on like this." ”

"That's right, if you have a lot of time to play in the future, it's important to earn the ticket first. ”

Ah Xiong made a gesture of twisting the banknote with his thumb and forefinger, then looked at Han Chunlei and asked, "By the way, didn't you say yesterday that you were going to the Dahua Garment Factory in Chikan Village this morning?

As soon as Ah Xiong asked about this, Han Chunlei didn't intend to hide it, after all, Brother Xiong was one of the few trusted local friends he had here. He told Ah Xiong what happened this morning from beginning to end.

When Ah Xiong heard that his old classmate Cai Jingquan actually went behind the back of the Hong Kong boss with the people in their village, while stealing from the Dahua garment factory to learn the arts, and secretly engaged in their own garment workshop in Chikan Village, his face changed suddenly, and he was obviously shocked.

After Han Chunlei finished speaking, Ah Xiong gave a serious thumbs up and said, "My old classmate really dares to do it!" But this is not surprising. From Cai Fujin, the village head, to Cai Jingquan, who are young and strong, they are not peaceful people. If they had obeyed the rules, they would not have intercepted our village halfway and settled the Dahua Garment Factory in their Chikan Village first!"

Although Ah Xiong admires Cai Jingquan's courage and courage, he is obviously haunted by what Chikan Village did at the beginning, obviously, the two villages have accumulated grievances for a long time, and they can't be relieved in a day or two.

Han Chunlei reminded: "Brother Xiong, although Cai Jingquan didn't promise to give me the goods on credit, he still trusted me and told me about their private workshop. You ......"

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about, am I Ah Xiong that kind of person?"

Ah Xiong raised the corners of his mouth and said disdainfully: "Besides, although our Hubei Village and Chikan Village have been fighting, it is a fight between one mountain and two tigers, and who is fighting is the boss of this radius of dozens of miles." But we will not do anything that damages the foundation of each other's villages. It's the same as they never get involved in the business of our minibus line. Just like our village chief said, he wishes that the Dahua Garment Factory will be as big as possible, so that there will be more factory girls who come to our village to rent houses? In the future, everyone will build a few more floors, bring the house, and lie at home to earn money, what's wrong with this?"

"It's really visionary and patterned!" Han Chunlei very much agreed with the words of their village chief.

"It's your fake collar business, Chunlei. ”

Ah Xiong frowned slightly, and said: "I also think Cai Jingquan is right, you can buy as many fake collars as you have as much capital as you have, why do you have to spend 200 yuan to give him 400 fake collars on credit? Not to mention buying so many goods, the risk of smashing your hands is too great." Let's just say that Cai Jingquan, why do you charge you a deposit of 200 yuan, and dare to give you so many goods with confidence?"

"Yes, yes, I think that's the case. Zhang Xilu also said.

"Actually, at the beginning, I also planned to use the only 200 yuan we had to buy 100 pieces of his fake collar goods. But when I saw him pull out three cardboard boxes from under the bed, I suddenly changed my mind. ”

When Han Chunlei said this, he looked at Zhang Xilu and asked, "Have you noticed?" When the three cardboard boxes were moved out, a thick layer of ash fell on them. ”

Zhang Xilu nodded and said, "It's normal to put ash under the bed, what's so strange?"

"It's not surprising," Han Chunlei continued, "but it also shows a problem, that is, these three cardboard boxes have been under the bed for a long time, and they haven't been taken out for a long time. ”

"What does this mean?" Zhang Xilu was still puzzled.

Han Chunlei turned his gaze to Ah Xiong again and asked, "Brother Xiong, you taste, you taste!"

"Hmmm......"

Ah Xiong held his chin in one hand and seriously pondered the small detail that Han Chunlei said.