Niu Er was so frightened that he trembled all over and looked at Jin Qing subconsciously.
Director Lin caught Jin Qing's attention in time: "How did you do that!"
Although he had also seen entertainers juggling on the Tianqiao, he swore that the anger caused by the tiger girls was definitely not the same as the anger caused by the jugglers.
As expected, he was the deputy director's good partner who had worked together for many years, and he was taken away from Jin Qing's thoughts with just one sentence.
Jin Qing didn't even look at Niu Er, and promised Director Lin with a proud look on his face: "Don't worry, if you like it, when you die, I will be implicated and burn you. No big deal, everyone will
Friends!"
As a friend who provides money and takes care of food, she is still very willing to meet the other person's needs.
Director Lin: "." There is no need for such a friend. He prefers to rest in peace.
Bah, why should he die if he is fine? He still expects to live a long life!
The deputy director lowered his voice and continued to induce Niu Er: "Boy, where is your hometown!"
Niu Er's voice was trembling: "Xiangzhou."
The deputy director chuckled: "Xiangzhou, I know that place. An acre of land there costs twenty yuan, right?"
Speaking of a place he was familiar with, Niu Er spoke more smoothly: "Twenty-six yuan."
His family had to leave their hometown to make a living because they owed too much debt when their father was still alive and had to sell their land.
The deputy director nodded: "I remember you could earn two or three cents a day pulling a rickshaw."
Niu Er nodded with tears in his eyes: "Running fifteen hours a day costs about thirty-five cents."
Sometimes you can give a few more points to generous guests.
Among them, his favorite is the dancing girls, because the bosses who come to pick up the girls are generous.
I hate those who wear Chinese tunic suits the most, because these people often go to places to bargain with them and try to take advantage of them.
The deputy director nodded: "If you calculate this, you can get ten yuan a month."
Niu Er burst into tears: "I have to pay seven yuan to the dealer, but I can't have three yuan left."
He is a hard-working man who sells his physical strength to make a living. He only relies on one pair of legs to make money by running around soliciting customers. He endures severe cold and scorching heat, heavy rain and scorching sun, and he dares not rest for a day even if he is sick.
It is common to be beaten by customers for poor service. Many people fell down while running and could not get up again.
As for the three yuan of living expenses, it was only enough to keep his family from starving to death, let alone save some money.
In this world of cannibalism, his life is quite difficult.
The deputy director nodded: "I know it's not easy for you, and I won't make it difficult for you. Now I'll give you two ways. The first is that I will find a way for you to move the goods at the dock, and the second is that I will give you fifty
For $1, you go home and buy two acres of land and never come back. You make your own choice."
These two conditions can be said to be quite generous.
Niu Er looked at the deputy director tremblingly, and carefully spit out the gun from his mouth: "If I go to the dock, can you save my life?"
He has his own shrewdness, and fifty yuan is indeed a lot, but if he carries it with him, if anyone finds out, his whole family will not be able to survive.
Besides, in today's world, life is unsettled everywhere. He would be crazy to go back to his hometown to buy land.
It's different when you go to the dock. When you go to the dock, you become a member of a gang. The gang can protect you, the salary is high, and you get vacations.
Sometimes if you do some outside work, the boss will give you a red seal.
He became a coachman because he was not selected by the dock in the first place.
But the premise is that he must first confirm that the deputy director will not get rid of him while he is at the dock.
Hearing Niu Er's worry, the deputy director slapped his face with a snap shot: "You can only believe it."
How could he, the dignified director, give a guarantee to someone like Niu Er? It was simply ridiculous.
Just when the deputy director was showing his domineering aura, he felt that there was another figure in front of him. Two figures.
Jin Qing was looking at him expectantly, and next to Jin Qing's hand lay the embarrassed Director Lin.
It looked as if it had been dragged along.
The deputy director was so frightened by this sudden scene that he almost sat on the ground: "What are you going to do?"
Don't think he didn't see it, Lao Lin was already so stunned that he rolled his eyes.
Jin Qing looked at the deputy director's pistol expectantly: "Why don't you give me a few pats too!"
Deputy Director: "." Is this bitch going crazy again?
