20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 821
Chen Hui said: "Elementary school music is really easy, but it's not good enough."

Xia Maosheng said: "Then you can say that high school is easier, basically you don't have to go, and other teachers beg you not to go."

Xiaowei said: "We don't have music classes at all. I don't know what you are talking about. I have never taken it. There is also art."

Liu Hongliang said leisurely at the side: "If you persisted for another two years, you would have completed junior high school."

Chen Hui said: "He didn't take a few days of junior high school at all, and he didn't know if he had music or art."

Xiaowei said: "No, I didn't read them." He pointed to Gazi.

Gazi nodded and said, "We don't have music, art, or physical education. The physical education class is led by the class teacher. If you go crazy on the playground for a class, you can count it. Otherwise, you can do radio gymnastics. Most of the time is for papers."

Xia Maosheng said: "What kind of school is that? It's too informal."

Xiaowei said: “Grade [-], [-], [-], and [-] are in the village, with one teacher for each classroom. From the fifth grade, I go to the commune. From the sixth grade, I live in the town. Ours is better. From the fifth grade, I actually live in the county. It’s very close. A bit."

An Xiaohui stared at Xiaowei with wide eyes: "It was not easy when you were young, no wonder you stopped reading." She blushed and stuck out her tongue: "I'm not very good at talking, so don't be angry."

Xiaowei said: "I don't want to be angry when I tell the truth. I plan to go back and build a school when the spring of next year begins. Let us also have a complete elementary school over there, where we can also study music and art, and we can play football. Every grade I have my own classroom. I just don’t know if the teacher can arrange it well.”

Chen Hui said: "It's not cost-effective. Teachers are hard to recruit. You might as well build a better school in the county, then get a school bus, pick up the children from the village every day, and send them back at night. This is just like a driver. Thing, spending some gas money is more realistic than finding a teacher."

Xia Maosheng compared his thumbs: "Good idea, this is much simpler to implement."

An Xiaohui's eyes turned red, and she said, "Did I say something wrong? If you go back to build the school, you won't invest here?"

Chen Hui smiled and said, "You just started working, right? How old are you?"

An Xiaohui said: "21, I have been working for several months."

"Several brothers, acquaintance is due to fate, come, let's make a deal together." A man in his 30s walked to the table with a wine glass, his face was flushed from drinking, his clothes were unbuttoned, and he spoke condescendingly. Looking at Xiaowei and the others, he shook the wine glass in his hand: "Come on, if you do it, you will be a buddy."

Chen Hui sized him up a few times: "Who are you?"

The man raised his eyebrows, glanced at Chen Hui and said, "I'm Hu Jun'er, why can't I have a drink with you?"

Chen Hui said: "I know you? You come here and say you want to drink?"

Xiaowei stretched out his hand and patted Chen Hui, then turned his head and said to Hu Jun, "I'm sorry buddy, we don't drink too much, so we can't accompany you, you can find something else to drink."

This is also true, several people are used to drinking champagne, and they don't drink liquor very much, so today they just poured a glass of beer to deal with it.

Hu Jun looked at Xiaowei, then looked at Chen Hui: "Don't you give me face? Can you die after drinking a glass of wine? I've come here and don't give me any face."

Xiaowei said: "We don't drink, you can go back and drink, okay?"

Hu Jun patted the table with his other hand: "I have to drink this glass of wine today, so I just ask you, do you want to save face?"

Xiaowei frowned: "Do you feel that I didn't give you face?"

Hu Jun said: "I just did it to save face, and I turned my head and left without saying a word."

Xiaowei said: "We don't drink, but you insist on forcing us to drink, are you giving me face?"

Hu Jun stared at Xiaowei and asked, "Just don't give it?"

Xiaowei said: "You are quite an interesting person. You can refute others' face at will, and others have to give you face. Where did you get so much face?"

Hu Jun put the wine glass on the table, lifted his clothes, stepped on the stool with his right foot, and said, "Why? I have money. I'm giving you face by asking you to drink, understand? That girl." He pointed at An Xiaohui: "Tell your leaders that I'm not happy drinking today. If they don't drink this wine, I won't invest a penny."

There were several nameplates on other people's tables, Xiaowei and the others had only one on this table, and Chen Hui had to take it away from the dishes just now.

An Xiaohui looked at Xiaowei, then at Hu Jun and said, "They are also guests, did you make a mistake?"

Hu Jun waved his hand: "Don't talk about those people, do you want to drink?"

Xiaowei asked An Xiaohui: "What is he doing? Seems like he's already rich."

An Xiaohui said: "I don't know, I'll be in charge of your table. It's over, I'm still late."

Hu Jun took out a business card from his pocket, and slapped it on the table: "Come on, let me tell you what I do. Don't pretend to be so aggressive when you come out, understand?"

Xiaowei beckoned, Xia Maosheng picked up the business card and handed it to Xiaowei, and said to Hu Jun, "Dude, have you turned your back on you? It's because you came here to pretend we're sitting here, right?"

Hu Jun put the wine glass in front of Xia Maosheng: "Drink it."

Xiaowei took his business card and saw that Bingcheng Tengfei Pellet Factory was engaged in sintering.The industry here in Bingcheng is not well-developed, and there are no large mines. The sintering plant is very popular as a common raw material. The business is good, and it is indeed quite profitable.It is much worse in Liaodong, where there are many mines and large factories, but not many private individuals make money.

Xiaowei put his business card on the table and said to Chen Hui: "It's a sintering factory, a pellet factory."

Chen Hui took the business card over and looked at it: "Is the sintering here so awesome? The factory is quite big? There seems to be no big factory that does this privately." He threw the business card back on the table.

Xia Maosheng said with a smile, "Big factories are everywhere, what are private companies doing?"

Chen Hui said: "This thing seems to be seriously polluted, right? It seems that many places are not allowed to do it. It is a big consumer of electricity."

Xiaowei said: "I knew they got most of the raw materials for sintering from us, [-] tons."

Xia Maosheng was stunned for a moment: "It's not that expensive, is it? I remember that cup steel is only one hundred and thirty?"

Xiaowei said: "Take 110 in a row, and the wagon is Cup Steel's own, so there is no need to pay for it."

Liu Hongliang looked at Xia Maosheng and Xiaowei: "What are you doing? Do you still want to do it?"

Xiaowei shook his head and said, "It's meaningless if you don't do it. You have to ask someone to buy the goods, and you have to ask someone to wait for the car. It's too tiring to earn money and it's unclear."

Chen Hui said: "The profit is not much after such a calculation. One car is [-] tons, how much is it for [-] knots at a time? Two hundred thousand?"

An Xiaohui stood up and said to Hu Jun, "Comrade, we are also guests here, so it's hard for us to do this. I'd better trouble you to go back to your desk, okay?"

Xiaowei shook his head and said, "Not so much. The factory, the railway, the wagons, how can you get points? Then how many times can you send it a month? Are you giving the goods to yourself? The iron powder of Cupang Angang is all For yourself, that is, a small private mine to sell powder, and others will not sell it themselves? Do you have to let you do it?"

(End of this chapter)