Today, the business of the tea office has become one with the village.

Before going south to return to Shenzhen, Han Chunlei spent a few more days selecting people from the village and arranging follow-up employment.

This incident has caused a huge repercussion in Chaijiawu.

After all, even the big leaders of the county have come to condole, which means that this business must be stable, and everyone is no longer as forward-looking as before.

And Han Zhanshui's life is getting better and better day by day, the whole village is not blind, who doesn't know that now they can eat enough to follow Han Chunlei and designate a meal?

For a time, the villagers enthusiastically signed up and were enthusiastic.

In the end, after discussing with Han Zhankui, the branch secretary, Han Chunlei decided to temporarily select ten villagers who had a good reputation in the village and did have family difficulties from all the applicants.

These ten villagers were arranged in various links such as purchasing, quality inspection, packaging and transportation.

Of course, it's not enough just to have a good character, these ten people also have to go through a probationary period to evaluate their work ability.

If the probationary period fails, he will be removed from the list and recruited other Chaijiawu villagers to replace him.

Han Chunlei knows very well that now that this plate is bigger and there are more people, the problems will naturally increase. In the future management work, just rely on agitation a few words, feed a few mouthfuls of chicken soup, it is definitely not enough, or need to continue to trial and error correction in the next work, and finally form a special management system that belongs to them.

Therefore, he is also mentally prepared to travel back and forth between Shenzhen and Hangzhou frequently in the future.

It took about five or six days, after being busy and explaining the mess, before he took the letter of introduction and stepped on the train back to Shenzhen.

He couldn't continue to stay in his hometown, in addition to the business was not allowed, he was also anxious to go back with the relevant supporting materials and letters of introduction, and then went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to attach his office from an individual industrial and commercial household to the name of the Chaijiawu Village Brigade, which can be regarded as a collective enterprise on the surface.

With this protective cover, although it is still difficult to defend against hidden arrows, at least it can block many open guns.

On the afternoon of the third day, he dragged his bags back to Hubei Village.

As soon as I entered the courtyard of Ah Xiong's house, I saw several tenants sitting under the lychee tree, listening to an old man in a cloth shirt in his fifties and sixties, shaking a pu fan and foaming at the mountain.

"Sichuan pork is too prosperous, and the meat ticket has been temporarily cancelled, which is equivalent to a temporary open supply. The production team kills pigs, and there are subsidies. Let me tell you, the day when Shenzhen cancels meat tickets is not far away!"

"How many production teams in Shenzhen secretly sell vegetables to Hong Kong people? Now, in the whole of Guangdong, the most expensive vegetables are in Shenzhen! The price of grain will rise as much as the price of vegetables, and something big will happen!"

The old man is very talkative, and in his not very authentic Mandarin, he has a Hakka accent and speaks quickly.

The young tenants listened with relish, and their eyes were full of admiration.

Han Chunlei didn't know this old man, and after listening to a few words, he was about to go upstairs.

"Eh, who are you looking for?" the old man called out to Han Chunlei.

Han Chunlei was stunned: "I live upstairs." ”

"Upstairs?"

The old man stood up, watched Han Chunlei dragging his luggage in large bags, and then asked with a smile on his face, "Are you Chunlei Boy?"

"Abel knows me?" Han Chunlei wondered.

"Of course I know you!"

The old man said in a gesture, "I heard my male boy talk about you, and praised you for doing business......."

"Brother Xiong, you say, Brother Xiong? Then you are-"

Han Chunlei suddenly noticed that Abel looked a little similar to Brother Xiong, and suddenly remembered and asked, "Could it be that Abel is Brother Xiong's father?"

Abel laughed: "Yes, I am the old bean of the male boy!"

Really.

Ah Xiong Laodou was previously sentenced to two years for smuggling cigarettes. Ah Xiong said that after the beginning of spring this year, he Lao Dou will be released from prison.

It seems that the day he was released from prison happened to be the few days after he returned to Hangzhou.

Han Chunlei hurriedly put down his luggage, walked over and shook hands with Luo Dahong and said, "Hello uncle!"

After shaking hands, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and distributed cigarettes to Luo Dahong and the young tenants, one of whom scattered.

"Double Happiness?"

Luo Dahong lit a cigarette on the fire in the tenant's hand, took a hard puff, spit out a puff of smoke rings very socially, and praised: "You are a double happiness, the taste is very positive, not parallel cigarettes!"

Han Chunlei smiled, sure enough, he was smuggling cigarettes, and he could smoke out the real and fake in one sip, professional.

Luo Dahong asked again: "Chun Lei Zai, I heard that your tea business is very prosperous, do you still recruit people?"

"Old Bean!"

At this moment, Ah Xiong walked out of the house and shouted, "Chunlei just came back, and he hasn't put down his luggage, why are you talking so much? Hurry up and let Chunlei go up and rest first!"

After that, Ah Xiong glanced at Han Chunlei again, signaling him to hurry up and go upstairs, don't tell him Lao Dou more.

Han Chunlei nodded knowingly and said, "Uncle, I've just been on the train for more than 20 hours, and I'm really tired. ”

Luo Dahong nodded and said, "Then you rest first, and I'll call you for dinner later!" ”

Han Chunlei still pays the food fee and eats with Axiong's family.

"Chunlei, you go up and rest first. ”

Ah Xiong waved his hand at Han Chunlei, then took Luo Dahong's arm and said, "Lao Dou, come with me, I have something to tell you!"

......

In the evening, when it was dark.

Ah Xiong's mother called Han Chunlei downstairs to eat in the courtyard.

At the dinner table, Ah Xiong's face was a little unsightly, and he was not as talkative as before in the courtyard, so he only cared about covering his head and drinking.

As for what he said before, he wanted to talk to Han Chunlei while eating, but he also left it behind.

Tonight, Ah Xiong didn't talk much.

The father and son made a strange mess, which made Han Chunlei a little depressed for dinner.

After dinner, not long after he returned to the house, he heard a faint quarrel in Ah Xiong's house.

Is it for Brother Xiong's object?

However, he was too lazy to think about other people's affairs, and thought about the next business matters by himself.

About an hour passed.

Tuk tuk!

There was a slight knock on the door: "Chunlei! you haven't slept yet, have you?"

It was Ah Xiong's voice.

"I didn't sleep. ”

Han Chunlei got up and went to open the door: "Brother Xiong, why are you here?

"I saw that the lights were on in your room, so I came to see it, didn't bother you, right?" Ah Xiong sat down in his chair, his face a little sneering.

"What's not to bother. ”

Han Chunlei picked up the hot water bottle and poured a cup of tea, "Brother Xiong is looking for me something?"

Ah Xiong opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"Did you quarrel with your family again?" I just heard ...... in your house," Han Chunlei pointed in the direction of Ah Xiong's room.

"Hey, it's not because of my uncompetitive old bean?"

Ah Xiong smiled bitterly and said, "My old bean is also a sixty-year-old person, but he has never settled down in his life." When the liberation was first made, the village gave everyone the land. He hated the hardship of farming, and said that the gold and antiques in the troubled times were liberated, the world was peaceful, and the antiques must be valuable. So he used all the savings in his family to do the antique business. As a result, the price of antiques has never risen at all, and it has been tossed for several years. ”

Ah Xiong said, spread his hands, and his face was full of helplessness.

But Han Chunlei thought it was very interesting to listen to. This old man is indeed quite restless, but his thinking is not bad, if it is a real antique, even if he does not turn it at the beginning, he will definitely turn it up hundreds or thousands of times in the future.

Han Chunlei asked, "What about the antiques that my uncle received at the beginning?"

"It's all gone. When the four old ones were broken, they were all smashed by the Red Guards!"

"Uh...... Well, that's really a lot of work. Han Chunlei suddenly felt sorry.

Ah Xiong: "Later, my old bean secretly poured food stamps, industrial coupons, foreign exchange coupons or something. For as long as I can remember, he has been arrested by the police no less than ten times for speculation. In the first two years, he went out of his way to smuggle cigarettes without telling me and my mother! In the end, he was arrested by the police and imprisoned for two years. To tell you the truth, in the two years that my old bean was imprisoned, my mother and I have only lived two years of peace. Ridiculous, right?"

After Ah Xiong finished speaking, he rubbed his face.

Han Chunlei poured him a cup of tea and did not interrupt his pouring of bitter water.

Xiong: "Last week, he finally came out. This time, I talked to my mother, and finally persuaded him to let go, anyway, he is older, so I will toss less and enjoy Qingfu at home. Who knows, the first two days of coming back were fine, and on the third day he started to be idle again. I said that I would go back to the village and farm, but he didn't want to. I said let's go to work in the coil factory, anyway, now everyone in the village can go, and he thinks the working hours are too long and the money is too little. ”

Han Chunlei listened and listened, and suddenly remembered that when he entered the courtyard in the afternoon, Luo Dahong asked if he was still recruiting.

Now I understood why Ah Xiong glanced at him, and let him hurry upstairs.

It seems that this tossing Luo Abel has hit his head with the idea.

He smiled and said, "So, you don't look down on such a big coil factory, but fall in love with my small tea office?"

"He ......"

Ah Xiong looked ashamed and said depressedly, "I persuaded him once before dinner, and quarreled with him again after dinner." But he just wants to live or die...... I'm going to follow you!"

"Brother Xiong, should I say honored, or unlucky? ha. ”