In the living room, you looked at me and I looked at you, but no one said anything first.
The happy scene was suddenly hit a low point by Wu Qian.
Qian Wen was also mentally prepared, so he really didn't pay attention to Wu Qian's little thoughts.
He won't have any embarrassment, he can't save face, he can do it if he can, and he can't if he can't, just say it openly.
On National Day, wherever I looked at him, apart from the embarrassment and shame on his face, there was no sign of anger that he had not taken advantage of him.
Stop talking about Wu Qian, she has a black face.
The most interesting thing is that Yu Hong, with whom he has never been acquainted, looked timid at this quiet moment, tightly holding the arm of the catcher.
Others just kept their expressions motionless and their eyes wandering around.
Countless ideas are flying through the air.
Chun Yanfei gave a look and said, "Why don't you say something to lighten the atmosphere."
Qianchao looked at her and said, "Well, come on!"
Chunyan said, "Why don't you come? Lu Chuan, you are well-informed and well-informed."
Lu Chuan, "Uh~ Why don't you go to Xiangyang."
Xiang Yang, "........., the eyes are too complicated to interpret."
Zheng Juan, who had been sitting quietly, couldn't help but curl up her lips when she saw this interesting scene.
Quietly tugged on Qian Wen's clothes.
Qian Wen turned to look at Zheng Juan, gave her a warm smile, then looked at Qianchao and Guoqing, and asked in a deep voice, "How is the efficiency of Qianchao and Guoqing Timber Factory?
Do you have a chance to allocate a room?"
On National Day, I was stunned as to why I suddenly asked this. The two looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.
Guo Qing said, "The efficiency of the factory is not as good as it used to be. The supply used to exceed demand, but now it has begun to exceed demand. Qianchao and I can actually have some rest during work."
As for the feeding area, feeders, Bingkun, do you remember that it used to be the busiest and most tiring area, but now it can relax from time to time.
As for the factory director Xu Hongbing, he can no longer sit still in the office and works part-time as a salesman, just to recommend our semi-processed wood."
"Let alone the house, it's gone. The factory is not profitable, so what if we have these things?" Qianchao sighed.
The two of them were actually quite envious of Fa Xiaochunyan. She had a good company and a head start if she worked hard. It was not like they wanted to work hard and had nowhere to put their efforts.
Qian Wen nodded. The first thing to be eliminated by the reform and opening up were those factories that were old-fashioned and did not know how to adapt.
"It's important. No matter how small your job is, it's still surnamed Tie." Catching up, Chunyan raised her hand to speak before she even spoke on National Day.
Along with Tang Xiangyang, Lu Chuan, Yu Hong, the sullen Wu Qian, and even Zheng Juan also nodded in approval.
The end of the universe is the establishment.
Qian Wen either approved or disapproved.
Just like catching up and catching up on National Day, there is no way to go on. If you keep insisting, you will end up with a lot of blood.
Like Chunyan, her job surname is Tie.
People nowadays have a mysterious insistence on organization. Even the salary may not be enough, but I just want to stick to it.
His path is to abandon the establishment, so he asked such a question. Now it seems that National Day may not all listen to him, and it will not be easy to convince them.
However, he still planned to speak out, and whether he chose to look at them or not, he just did what he thought he should do, and he would be able to deal with them calmly in the future.
"National Day, catch up, I have a job to make a fortune, I will become a household worth ten thousand yuan in three years, build a second-floor apartment in five years, and ride in a car in ten years.
What do you want to do?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present opened their mouths. What were they talking about? Did they hallucinate?
Ten thousand yuan household? Small second floor? Car?
"Bingkun?" Guo Qing asked, with doubts and daring to imagine.
Maybe they heard wrongly.
"You heard that right." Qian Wen nodded affirmatively.
Suddenly, the living room became hot.
Do you know what a 10,000-yuan household is? The most intuitive thing is that it only costs a few hundred yuan to build a two-room house in Guangzhou. How much does a 10,000-yuan household cost?
Even Lu Chuan was interested in Qian Wen's path and wondered if he could take it.
Zheng Juan tugged at Qian Wen's clothes. She was now considered well-informed, but was the promise of a ten thousand-yuan household a bit too big?
Otherwise, she could still lend Wu Qian the house in Guangzipi.
"Bingkun, what are you doing? Can I do it?" Wu Qian looked at him with flickering eyes. She had forgotten everything just now.
"If you choose to do it on National Day, you can do it." Qian Wen said. He also had a certain tolerance for Wu Qian for the sake of National Day. Otherwise, he would just stay in the cool place.
Not to mention how annoying it is, at least I don’t want to see him.
"You are capable, you are capable, you don't know it during the National Day, you are hard-working and a down-to-earth person." Wu Qian hurriedly praised her husband.
Xiao Guoqing couldn't stand the sight of money. He couldn't help but shouted, "Sit down."
"Hey." Wu Qian sat down obediently.
Xiao Guoqing was stunned for a moment. He was not used to the unexpected shouting, so he helped his lower back.
Xiao Guoqing's actions made everyone present laugh.
Wu Qian's face turned red and she stared at National Day.
After some laughter, the atmosphere improved a lot. Qianchao asked curiously, "What does Bingkun do? He can become a household worth ten thousand yuan in three years?"
This is too exaggerated.”
Cao Debao looked at it with keen interest, his ears standing straight up.
Qian Wen is not afraid that his opinions will be overheard. Most people really can't do this job.
Seeing that Guo Qing was interested in his idea, he didn't say what he wanted to do first, but asked another question, "If you want to do it, you may have to give up your job in the lumber factory. Are you willing to do it with your establishment?"
The two of them had somewhat expected it, and there were not many surprises.
The two of them hesitated for a while, unable to make a decision. Cao Debao on the side said anxiously, "Bingkun, tell me what you are going to do first. If you can really earn that much, I will not work as the workshop director of my soy sauce factory. I will follow you."
Cao Debao had some courage, but Qian Wen only believed part of his words.
"Well, Bingkun, could you please tell me what you are doing?" Yu Hong asked in a low voice.
The January salary for Catch-up and National Day is in the early twenties, and it has not increased by a few yuan in so many years. Now the lumber factory's performance is average, and there is no expectation of an increase.
The establishment is very important, but a household worth ten thousand yuan is too eye-catching.
It’s really too much. If you don’t feel moved, you are a stone-cold person.
Everyone looked at him curiously.
If he hadn't always done reliable things and had no habit of lying, and his reputation among his friends was surprisingly good, everyone would have scolded him no matter what.
The toad yawned loudly.
Now that I can calmly listen to his explanation, he is really a good person.
Qian Wen nodded, "Yeah, okay.
Do you know about waste recycling?”
Except for Zheng Juan and Lu Chuan who were thoughtful, everyone else was confused and had never heard of it. Even Tang Xiangyang was the same.
Wu Qian was very quick-witted and frowned slightly. After thinking about it carefully, she shouted in disbelief, "Pick up trash~"
Qian Wen resisted being speechless and thought of giving the other party a slap. What he said was correct, very simple and unpretentious.
It’s just that how could his plan be just for waste recycling? The middlemen are so easy to cut!
Everyone looked at Qian Wen in disbelief. Did a college student study this?
The 1980s have just begun, and private waste recycling has not yet taken off in Jichun City, and people are not so interested that they don't care. The discarded small things can make others break their heads, make a lot of money, and create countless families and millionaires.
Like Beijing, because it closely follows the idea of reform and opening up, and has a lot of tricks to get rich, now some people have set their sights on this area and started to get started, of course they are outsiders.
It is difficult for locals to put down their dignity and do what Wu Qian said about picking up garbage in a city full of acquaintances and neighbors. The simple and unpretentious call made him unable to complain.
Wu Qian, well done to you.
Qian Wen was unable to complain about Wu Qian, but the friends present were somewhat unable to complain about him, and they all looked at him as if they were weird.
Picking up trash?
Don't you want to lose face? You have to smash your own iron rice bowl.
Oh my gosh, this idea is so crazy.
"Bing...Bingkun..." Qianchao didn't even know what to say.
Qian Wen tightened his right hand. Well, this way of making money is indeed very good, but a little too good.
"Are you really kidding us?" Xiao Guoqing asked after hesitation.
Cao Debao was fucked back. He lowered his head and took a sip of wine silently, thinking in his heart, 'You can't see me, you can't see me...'
Qian Wen was also a little helpless. He knew that this was indeed a bit difficult to understand and digest. He spread his hands and could only rely on his character and said, "When have I tricked you?"
"That's not true. My brother guarantees me." Chunyan changed her mind and supported her.
"Actually, I've seen waste recycling in Beijing, but I don't know how profitable it is." Lu Chuan said truthfully in line with Teacher Zhou's principle of not making random mistakes.
"Would you like to explain in more detail?" Tang Xiangyang raised his hand.
Qian Wen looked at Xiao Guoqing, and Sun Qianchao looked suspicious and disbelieving. He rubbed his eyebrows. At this time, nothing he said was of much use.
The most important thing is money. If you give it a lot, everyone will agree and understand it.
"You don't believe that this thing can make money now.
Let's see, National Day and catching up are just like working for me. How much is your monthly salary now?" Qian Wen looked at the two of them on National Day.
Xiao Guoqing looked at each other and said, "24."
Qian Wen held out three fingers and said, "I will triple your salary.
How about 72 yuan a month and 864 yuan a year?”
Everyone was shocked again.
"This is just the initial salary. It's just a small salary. I can't cheat you. This industry is really profitable, but you don't believe it now.
In this case, let’s start with the same salary format, 72 yuan in the first year, 100 yuan in the second year, and double it in the third year.”
Everyone was so shocked that they didn't know what to say.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him or welcoming his words, Qian Wen waved in front of everyone and called his soul, "You should be relieved now.
You don’t think I can’t even get the money out, do you?”
Qi Chao was a little thirsty and said with tongue-tied eyes, "Bingkun, are you serious?
Are college students coming back to pick up trash?”
Qian Wen held his forehead and fainted, but still didn't understand.
"I'm still in school, and I might have to go to the south for a while after graduation. Ji Chun might really not be able to take care of it.
I invest in this business, I care about you giving me work, and I pay you to do it, that’s what it means.”
Qianchao and National Day looked at each other scratching their heads, it was a bit difficult to decide.
The money is very tempting, but I don't trust this job. Will it last long? Don't let them quit after just a few days.
Qian Wen saw the hesitation of the two of them. In fact, he asked Qianchao and Guoqing to do this. First, he wanted to give them a hand. Second, there were too few projects that they could participate in to make money. Third, he also needed originality.
accumulation.
And this waste recycling is much simpler to operate. When he wants to start a business, he will have a lot of capital in his hands.
You achieve multiple things with one stone, you pull a little string, and you achieve part of your goal, so why not do it.
Of course, it all depends on whether they can let go of their organization and have a different vision.
Qianchao and Guoqing looked at their wives at the same time.
Wu Qian and Yu Hong were also undecided. They were just ordinary people, so they had no foresight.
"Why don't you go back and ask Dad?"
Qian Wen then gave another blow, "When I came back last time, I bought a compound. It's not far from the city center and has a very large area. I plan to build a few houses in it. If any of you follow me,
Come on, live in the house for free.”
At this time, Wu Qian and Yu Hong couldn't bear it anymore.
More than a dozen people in Yu Hong's family live in two and a half rooms.
Wu Qian's family of eight cannot fit into two rooms.
They have long wanted to move out.
"Catching up..."
"National Day..."
The two women looked at their husbands.
To catch up, scratching one’s head becomes more frequent during the National Day.
Giving too much!
"By the way, I'm just mentioning that although this waste recycling is not as popular as Wu Qian said, once you are familiar with it, your more business may be as a middleman between retail investors and recycling stations and manufacturers.
But in the eyes of outsiders, he is just a rag-picker, so most of this business is done in other places. After all, in the local area, there are many acquaintances, strange eyes, and rumors are quite powerful.
But I want to invest in Jichun City, so you must think carefully and follow me. Unless you become a rich man, build a new house, or afford a car, I will not allow you to get out of the car!"
He has clearly explained the pros and cons, and now they only have to make a choice to catch up with the National Day.
This is all he can do. The food is already in his mouth. He has no control over whether he wants to eat it or not.
At least when he gets rich, he can sit here and eat with peace of mind every time the kids get together.
Zheng Juan found that he talked a lot today, and he wanted to catch up and do it with him on National Day. Although she didn't know how profitable this waste recycling business was, Zheng Juan, an old couple, felt that he wanted to
When he arrived, he reached out and held Qian Wen's hand.
Qian Wen smiled at her and held it with his backhand.
After thinking about catching up and National Day, I felt confused.
Even Wu Qian, who had always been noisy, became quiet.
Qian Wen also drank and chatted with others, giving the two of them time to think about it.
After a while, Qianchao raised his head first, looked at him, and said firmly, "I'll do it!"
Qian Wen looked at him, "Weird look?"
Qianchao replied, "As long as the money is clean!"
"It will be very tiring in the early stage."
"As long as it can make money, a small second floor? A small car? I don't dare to hope for it. I just want to give Yu Hong and the children a home that is not crowded."
"Where is Uncle Sun?"
The older generation is not so easy to convince.
"I have a solution."
"If you believe me, then I promise you will never regret it, and everything I promise will come true." Qian Wen said with a smile.
Now only Xiao Guoqing is left, and he is less motivated than catching up.
Qian Wen did not tempt him with words and continued to wait.
"Catch up." Yu Hong was a little worried.
But Sun Qianchao seemed to have great confidence in him. He patted the back of his wife's hand to reassure her that he had thought it over carefully.
Then he turned to look at the hesitant Xiao Guoqing. It was not that Xiao Guoqing didn't believe Qian Wen, but that he was the backbone of the family.
"On National Day, do you still remember when Bingkun asked us to study at home?
At that time, when we were chatting on the road, we both thought that studying was of no use and we might as well use this time to go home and spend more time with my wife.
Look at us now, then look at Chunyan, Chuan'er, Xiangyang and the others.
Scrap recycling sounds outrageous, but don’t forget who brought it up.
It's Bingkun!
We all know what kind of person Bingkun is. He will only think of good things for us and will not harm us.
Don’t let down Bingkun’s good intentions just once.”
In fact, Sun Qianchao has always been worried about the last college entrance examination. He has always regretted not listening to Qian Wen's advice. He was able to figure it out so quickly this time because he was as sincere as last time.
He believes in having a small vision and wants to take a gamble. He wants to occupy a place in his dream.
He doesn't dare to think about doctors, judges, and police. A household with ten thousand yuan should work hard to get it.
He doesn't want to have dinner together many years later and he will still be doing nothing as he is now, making his wife and children suffer with him.
Guo Qing gritted his teeth, made a fist with his hand, and waved it fiercely, "Do it!"
