Dashatou Pier, Saigon Fishing Port.

This is a food stall food street. It comes from the Haiyin Bridge that was just opened to traffic last year. There are six or seven tables in a horizontal direction, and two miles apart. Hundreds of restaurants are connected together. A table can range from two or three people to six, seven or eight or nine, and as many as tens of thousands of people are crowded on the street to eat. It is very spectacular.

Nan Yi rejected the few empty seats Lin Guangwei pointed out, and waited for a while, and saw the seat closest to the door of the food stall shop rummaging over. He walked over and placed Nan Wuwei in the safest seat, and sat next to his son.

"Big Boss, what's the point of this seat? Jiang Feng was blocked by others." Lin Guangwei sat down and complained.

"What do you know? Just the seats you just mentioned. If someone makes trouble, the crowd will be tumultuous. If you don't get beaten to death, you will be trampled to death."

"Okay, you're expensive, what's the food?"

"Shuijiayou, wheat insects, silkworms, and pupae, you can do whatever else."

"The wheat worms don't work, I feel disgusting." Lin Guangwei frowned and said, "Can you change it to a sand worm?"

"You have no use, you are also embarrassed to say that you are from Old Guangzhou. Forget it, take care of you, and come a few light ones, called Sanzhi, turtle stewed bats, dragon and tiger fight, and then steamed purple river cart, five mature."

He was about to earn a million yuan, and Nan Yi felt that his life had reached its peak and he was full of confidence and couldn't help but joke.

"Nan Yi, you just deliberately disgusted me. Forget it, I'd better order a few seafood."

"hehe."

Nan Yi smiled and did not continue the joke, but turned to look at the diners at the food stall.

The current unit salary is almost the same as the whole country, and the regional differences are not obvious. If you work in the unit, the income level in Yangcheng will not be much higher than that in the mainland, and consumption is completely a world.

Just like the food stalls at the moment, I have to eat at least 15 yuan per person, but there are tens of thousands of people sitting here. I have to say that there are quite a lot of rich people in Yangcheng.

"What are you looking at? Have you seen an acquaintance?"

Lin Guangwei ordered delicious dishes. Seeing that Nan Yi's gaze was blurred, he waved his hand in front of him.

"I have only a few acquaintances in Yangcheng, and you don't know who." Nan Yi withdrew his gaze and looked at Lin Guangwei, "I think summer in Yangcheng is the most comfortable. Sitting here, blowing the river breeze, drinking a glass of beer, and the heart is cool from the inside out."

"I don't have the mood of yours. There are social engagements for 365 days a year, at least 200 days. It's either a karaoke bar or a sauna. It's not okay if you don't go there. Merchants from the mainland eat this set. Now I want to vomit when I hear the word "karaoke bar."

"Fuck, then you said you should take me to see it?"

"Big Boss, I just said that, I know you are flying all over the earth. If you want to know what you are doing, you will take me."

"Don't talk about this, where is your Ma Zi Qu Li, still together?"

"I have never been together with her. She now has a boyfriend. I will occasionally go and support her. We will live together every once in a while."

When Nan Yi heard this, he smiled playfully and said, "Have you said it so elegantly, but you can play, aren't you afraid of being blocked on the bed?"

"Just him, I don't dare to give him any courage... I can't talk about people behind my back, that's Qu Li's boyfriend." Lin Guangwei blinked in the direction of his face.

Following the direction Lin Guangwei pointed, Nan Yi saw a tall and thin man, who was a little handsome, and his left earlobe was reflective. He should be wearing earrings. The man's hands were holding a woman's shoulder. The woman had a strong sense of dust. Nan Yi guessed that she should be engaged in a business as old as a killer.

"You said he is a soft-hearted person?"

"That's right."

"Then he doesn't just eat one, this person should have a share to support him."

"The little white face is quite popular." Lin Guangwei spat: "Qu Li is really blind to him."

"Care for yourself and beware of cross-infection."

"Don't curse me, don't watch it anymore, eat." Lin Guangwei turned his head and started to look at the Jiwei shrimp that the waiter had just brought over.

Lin Guangwei didn't look at it, but Nan Yi wanted to continue looking at it. He had already had a premonition that something was about to happen.

As she extended her sight, Nan Yi saw Qu Li and another woman angrily killing her boyfriend's table.

Five meters, Qu Li's hand reached behind her back; four meters, Qu Li's hand had an extra kitchen knife; three meters, Qu Li's fortune was sprinting; two meters, the kitchen knife was raised high, Nan Yi stood up and hugged Nan Wuwei; one meter, the kitchen knife waved down, the school beauty and tiger cub stood in front of Nan Yi; half meters, the kitchen knife completed the handover ceremony, Qu Li's hand loosened, Qu Li's boyfriend clamped the kitchen knife with his left shoulder.

"Kill someone...!"

"It's a pity!"

A sharp cry sounded, but few of the diners were disturbed by Yaxing. They just stopped talking and looked at the kitchen knife. A few of them had already run away. Seeing that their virtue should not be scared, but took the opportunity to escape.

Nan Wuwei wrapped his eyes with his hands, seemingly afraid, but the width of his fingers was enough to clamp the Xinhua Dictionary, and the outline of a pair of kitchen knives was reflected in his eyes.

Lin Guangwei was stunned for a while, then turned around and looked, and was surprised.

The female suspect Qu Li was no longer as angry as before. Now, her face turned pale and her hands and feet were stiff. If it weren't for her eyes moving, the corpse spot would probably be unable to help but arrive early to strive for the advanced.

The woman who was wrapped in by Qu Li was already confused when Qu Li drew the knife. It seemed that she didn't know that Qu Li would do this.

Nan Yi did not think anything was wrong with Nan Wuwei's performance, nor did he suspect that his soul was penetrated by a fifty-year-old pounce. Like Nan Yi, Nan Wuwei also liked to watch people and kill pigs. At the age of three, he went to his slaughterhouse to help clean up various internal organs. This small scene could not scare him at all.

However, Nan Yi was a little embarrassed when he was performing to diners. It was like a car rolling for three and a half weeks and was afraid that it would explode and lie down. Nan Yi was worried about pushing and trampling, and he couldn't help but feel suspicion of making a big deal.

In order to resolve the embarrassment, Nan Yi said to Lin Guangwei: "Yeah, this, Guangwei, what is the name of the victim?"

"What victim?"

"The one carrying a knife on his shoulder."

"It seems to be called Zhong Jilong."

"Okay, the name Zhong Jilong is good, and it turns out to be very tough when you hear it."

Lin Guangwei didn't chat with Nan Yi. He took out the phone from his bag and raised his finger and was about to dial, but suddenly he stopped and looked at Nan Yi blankly, "What's the number of hospital phone number?"

"He is your rival, and you are afraid that he will lose too much blood."

Although Nan Yi said that, he knew in his heart that Lin Guangwei actually wanted to call the hospital because of Qu Li. Zhong Jilong was not seriously injured, and there was still a chance to settle the matter privately. If it was too serious, it would be difficult to settle the matter privately.

"You try 120, but I don't know if Yangcheng is connected."

Lin Guangwei tried to hit, "It can't be done."

"Oh, please, why are you waiting for? Help him get into your car and hurry to take him to the hospital."

After several explanations, Zhong Jilong was helped to Lin Guangwei's car. Lin Guangwei took someone to the hospital first. Qu Li and her female companion got into Nanyi's car and followed Lin Guangwei's car.

"Are you hungry?"

"Hungry."

"We sent the two aunts to the hospital and went to have a meal."

"good."

"Sir, can you not take us to the hospital?" Qu Li's female companion turned her head and interrupted the conversation between Nan Yi and his son.

Nan Yi looked up and turned his gaze from Nan Wuwei's face to the female companion's face, "If you want to settle the matter privately, go to the hospital, pay the other person's medical expenses, and then discuss the compensation conditions, otherwise the police station will definitely take Qu Li away first, and will release the person after negotiation."

"I...I can..."

The female companion is stuttering and her baby face turns into a goose egg, but if it is left, it won’t be able to hold it out.

Before she noticed it, Nan Yi looked at the face of the female companion carefully and couldn't help but "huh" in his heart. The slightly fat goose-egg baby face tends to be cute. He looks like a pleasing, full forehead, a straight nose bridge, a small lips, a round and slightly raised chin, four highs and three lows, outlining a wonderful curve.

The eyes are not big, but they are shining with the brilliance of stars. If you smile, your eyebrows and eyes should be curved and your smile should be sweet.

"The voice is sweet and the appearance is sweet, but it is a good person who sings sweet songs."

Nan Yi put down his thoughts and said to his female companion: "Don't worry, you've been caught in it, so it's better to follow me. What's your name?"

"Jiang Yingshui."

When Nan Yi heard the name Jiang Yingshui, he took out his lyrics from his stomach, "In the beauty of flowers, the clear and bright bamboo horse, protecting you home every night. It's like a bond, and chasing jade will leave lightly. It's difficult for a small day in Yangcheng. You can enter a small venue, and you can sing it. The most bitter thing is to be drunk on the Red Building alone, turn into lovesickness, return? Wash all the dew, ride the wind and waves and can't be returned."

“???”

Three question marks popped up in Jiang Yingshui's mind, wondering if this man was sick.

Nan Yi saw Jiang Yingshui's disgusting expression through the rearview mirror. He did not try to explain anything. Although the fantasy object of drawing a map for the first time in his youth in his previous life was her, which had a special significance, but now for him, his son's belly is the most important.

Silently, he followed Lin Guangwei's car to the entrance of the Chinese Medicine Hospital and placed the two women at the entrance of the hospital. Nan Yi stared at Jiang Yingshui and looked at him for a few more times, then asked the school beauty to drive to find a place to eat.

Less than a kilometer after the school beauty pulled over. There were three food stalls next to each other on the right side of the road. There were many small trucks parked at the door. Through the gaps between the cars, you could see the light signs of the food stalls, and you could also see the seven or eight tables placed at the door.

He got off the car with Nan Wuwei. Not far from the food stall, Nan Yi saw several strange pairs sitting by the table. The middle-aged sloppy man, his weathered face, looked several years older than his actual age. Three or five men had white towels hanging around his neck, beautiful young women, exaggerated earrings, and their clothes were fashionable and cool.

After passing by a truck, Nan Yi glanced at the license plate and it turned out to be a Hong Kong license plate, which is not surprising.

The people of Xiangwu looked north at Shenzhou as the truck driver. Before they could return to their mother's arms, they couldn't wait to come back to settle a home. Whenever the goods came, they were tired and thought that at a door, there was already a tutor looking forward to him and waiting for him to go over to study Mandarin, and their whole heart was warm.

"Follow me to read, one, two, three, four, grandparents' grandparents' grandma!"

After picking up an empty table and sitting down, Nan Yi ordered a fried rice noodles first and asked the boss to serve it quickly, and then slowly looked at the menu and ordered four dishes and one soup.

As soon as the dish was ordered, the rice noodles were served.

Nan Yi pulled out two pairs of quickspins from the fast tube, wiped them, and handed them to Nan Wuwei.

After taking a few bites of pho and putting it on his stomach, Nan Yi put down his quicksense and his mind started to spin again.

I just saw trucks and truck drivers. In addition to the tutoring, Nan Yi also captured some inspiration about logistics. Logistics must be done, not to make a little logistics fee, but to the need for Kenyan Group to build its own logistics network. After all, in the near future, Kenyan Group will deliver ingredients to all regions across the country.

It is unrealistic to raise a fleet on a large scale, and the cost is too high. If you find a freight company to cooperate, you will not be too low when you pump a water between them. If you directly find a driver to cooperate, the management cost will remain high.

A more reasonable model is to directly seek driver cooperation, but the expenses of management, scheduling and other staff are obtained from other channels, so it is best to have a little extra profit.

For truck drivers, in theory, when transporting goods from A to B, they can only make one-way profits, and they usually slack when they come back, so when calculating the cost, they often count the return expenses into the quotation cost.

Of course, this is just theoretically. In fact, drivers will try their best to find orders for return trips. It is best to find orders with high prices, and it is OK to find ones with low prices. As long as the quotation is greater than the increased fuel expenses and labor expenses, they will generally accept them. This is the so-called return order.

There are few trucks and few drivers now. Large truck drivers are in control of the seller's market. They can make a fortune by just turning their noses upside down. They can earn money when they carry the goods. Don't try to deal with them. If you think it's expensive, they can find new orders by turning around.

Therefore, as long as there are few people engaged in an industry and do not form internal circulation, it can still be eaten in an inconspicuous industry.

This is the case in the transportation industry today. A driver who brought goods to Kenxian Group has always held a cigarette worth ten yuan in his mouth. He is quite addicted to smoking, so he can say less than two packs a day.

Tsk tsk, a cigarette worth ten yuan is seven or eight hundred yuan a month. No matter whether the other person is defeated or not, even if the four of them get a salary, they will not be able to reach the level of freedom of cigarettes without eating or drinking. It is conceivable how much money the big drivers now make can’t be less than two thousand every month.

But people's desires are endless, and making money is addictive. Truck drivers cannot avoid taking back orders because they have made a lot of money on one way.
To be continued...