People who don't want to be bound by emotions often fall deeper into them. Yun Jue is such an example. Fang Zhe planned to be a scumbag, so he feels that he has not fallen into it yet. Fang Zhe in his previous life was trapped in it, and as a result
Woolen cloth?
It is natural for men to earn money to support their families, but it is natural for women to spend the money earned by men, but they have the right to fill loneliness and emptiness.
Fang Zhe felt that he didn't look like a reborn person at all, at least not on par with the protagonist in the novel.
Concentrate on making money, don’t think so much, you can’t live without money. This is the most profound conclusion after being beaten hard by life.
Unable to sleep in bed, Fang Zhe quietly got up and went out. There were no open shops on the street, but the food stalls were still standing.
"Is there any wine?" Fang Zhe was different from usual. The boss Wu Longbin nodded expressionlessly: "Wait."
Of course, if there is wine, there must be food. When Wu Longbin came out, he had a bottle of unbranded white wine in his hand and a stack of peanuts in his hand. "We don't sell wine and food, so I'll buy it from you."
"Thank you!" Fang Zhe was not polite at all, nor did he invite Wu Longbin to drink with him.
After his rebirth, Fang Zhe had an unexpectedly good drinking capacity. Although he rarely drank, he could feel the change in his drinking capacity during the limited number of class reunions. Fang Zhe didn't want to get drunk, he just wanted to experience the burning sensation in his throat.
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It’s easy to get drunk when you’re in a bad mood. Fang Zhe has experienced this. After drinking a bottle of wine, he staggered when he left.
Afraid of changing the trajectory of history, Fang Zhe lived very carefully. He never thought about becoming a big shot, but only wanted to be a rich man.
Everything is going well, but who can control feelings? Yun Mu's cold eyes opened not wounds, but the bloody social reality. In Yun Mu's eyes, Fang Zhe really didn't count.
little person.
Fang Zhe didn’t like this feeling very much!
"Wait a minute!" Wu Longbin called from behind, and Fang Zhe turned back: "Oh, I forgot to pay."
"It's not about money, I want to talk to you."
Fang Zhe was five minutes drunk. He couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Talk to me? What are you talking about? When you were in the factory, I was also a leader. I am a college student who has not graduated. You and I
What’s there to talk about?”
In fact, a thought flashed through Fang Zhe's mind. Could it be that something was wrong with Wu Mingzhu?
Fortunately, Wu Longbin did not give in and continued: "Did Mingzhu even tell you this? That's right. Mingzhu told me that you are young but very knowledgeable. I have no idea about one thing now.
I want to hear your opinion. I don’t care if it’s right or not. I’ll listen to what you say. When it’s over, you leave.”
"I understand, I was rushed to the hospital because of my illness." Fang Zhe sat on the stool with a silly smile. At this time, Wu Mingzhu came back from outside and glanced at his father: "Did you make him drink?"
Fang Zhe turned around and looked over. Now his attire returned to normal, and he still giggled: "You don't look good in this."
Wu Longbin had black hair, but Wu Mingzhu smiled calmly and said: "I will wear pants from now on, which can save a lot of trouble." There is a sentence hidden in the unfinished words, if I am in front of you, I don't mind wearing that, but
Once I've gone thousands of miles, I don't know when I'll see you again. From now on, I'm temporarily insulated from that kind of makeup, and I'll show up dressed like that again when we meet again.
"I didn't drink it for him, he wanted to drink it himself." Wu Longbin felt aggrieved. Responsible men are probably like this. When they can't earn a stable income, they can often bear the humiliation and even speak loudly.
Wu Mingzhu said nothing and turned around to enter. Fang Zhe squinted at her back. She was wearing jeans, which were really big.
Wu Longbin felt a little regretful. Why did he think of leaving the Yakuza to talk? Looking at the Yamisan's leering eyes, Wu Longbin felt that he had to spend a lot of perseverance to restrain his impulse to beat him up. This is my family's
Xiaobaicai, stop looking.
When Wu Mingzhu came out, she had an extra cup of tea in her hand. Wu Longbin wanted to cry. Her daughter actually didn't make tea for her father, but made it for this little brat. Just wait, don't let me see you again, I will definitely stay away from you if I see you.
Far.
"Boss Wu, after drinking your wine, I will answer your questions seriously." Fang Zhe said, picking up the tea cup and taking a sip.
Wu Mingzhu turned around and glared: "Dad, what did you ask him? I told you, we are just ordinary classmates."
Wu Longbin's face turned red and his fists were clenched. Fang Zhe coughed and said with a smile: "Classmate Wu Mingzhu, you are wrong. Your father has other matters and wants to hear my advice."
Wu Mingzhu stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and sat across from her, holding her chin in her hands: "Then you start, I'll listen."
Wu Longbin sat down reluctantly and decided to quickly deal with this little brat: "I want to contract the labor service company of the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory to find a way for those laid-off workers to eat."
Before Fang Zhe could say anything, Wu Mingzhu was furious. She jumped up and slapped the table, her almond-shaped eyes widening: "What?"
Wu Longbin was shocked. He was very concerned about his daughter's attitude, but he didn't expect such a violent reaction.
"The labor service company is all on standby right now. The factory department wants to outsource contract work to see if anyone can take it. I think that although I can make some money by running this food stall, I always feel panicked," Wu Longbin explained.
To put it bluntly, being a father is rare.
"You're not attracted to those old ladies from the labor service company, are you?" After Wu Mingzhu finished speaking, she realized something was wrong. She raised her hand to cover her mouth and looked at Fang Zhe. This guy smiled very cheaply. Well, I don't mind if you drink.
"Don't talk nonsense, okay, your mother will make trouble with me later." Wu Longbin was anxious and waved his hands randomly to show his innocence.
Fang Zhe is very happy. This melon tastes very good, so you gave me a bad look just now.
"Okay, let me ask you, where does the contracting fee come from?" Wu Mingzhu asked, and Wu Longbin had already prepared: "Of course it will be paid at the end of the year. Whoever contracts will settle the account at the end of the year."
"I'm asking you, where do the employees' wages come from? Who are the people in the labor service company? Don't you have any idea? How crazy is it that you contracted such a unit where all the people are old, weak, sick, disabled and pregnant?" he said in a hurry.
, the local dialect jumped out.
Fang Zhe understood now, and when he looked at Wu Longbin, his expression showed a bit more respect. Not from the same era, it was difficult to understand Wu Longbin's approach. His idea was actually to help more people through his own efforts.
In fact, a more accurate word is dedication. There are many people in Wu Longbin's generation who have really been giving.
As long as the country needs it, they will contribute without hesitation.
"Yeah, salary is a big issue, so I haven't decided yet? I asked Xiaofang to see what he thinks." Wu Longbin was getting more and more confident. The factory actually didn't care whether the contracting fee was paid or not.
What the factory leaders care about is who can solve the life problems of these more than 100 old, weak, sick, disabled and pregnant women and reduce the burden on the factory.
"Ahem, can I say something?" Fang Zhe finally spoke.