super energy power

At the end of the month, Xiaopang returned to Dong*ying with a red face, called Su Cheng in a high-profile manner, and shouted: "Master, come and pick me up, there are too many things, I can't take them down. ┌* ┐"

So Su Cheng drove Dahua Industrial's own jeep to the station to pick up people.

Not far from the door, I saw a chubby guy with a red face, leaning on a pile of big boxes, with a bottle of Coke in his hand, sipping it happily.

Su Cheng parked the car, and asked suspiciously: "Will there be Moutai behind you?"

"I asked someone for a wholesale price, 7 yuan for 2 bottles, and I bought 10 cases, 1 bottle, more than 800 yuan." Xiaopang smiled proudly: "I'm going to drink half and keep half, and it will be aged in the future. .”

"You have an investment vision." Su Cheng walked around the wine box.

After a year, these aged Moutai will sell for more than 1 yuan, and this bottle is 1 yuan.In comparison, Fatty only spent a year's salary of an ordinary person.

Turning his head, Su Cheng asked again: "Did you get the puree?"

"I want approval. I was so tired that I found 2 bottles of 2 catties." Xiaopang opened the top box, revealing two small altars, and said, "They are all 30-year-old puree. You can only drink 60-year-old puree. Can't take it away."

As he spoke, he kept laughing aftertaste.

Back home, Xiao Pang immediately turned on the TV.

Su Cheng had a box of Moutai in each hand, and put away all 12 boxes before sitting down to rest, and asked suspiciously, "What's so interesting about the TV at this time?"

Xiaopang sat on the ground and said intently: "What TV at this time? How many things do you watch on this TV... Sigh, give me a TV, and I can stay motionless for the rest of my life."

Su Cheng shook his head helplessly, turned back to the kitchen and cooked a pot of instant noodles, put them on the table and said, "I said, you have been suspended without pay for more than two months, and there is no business. Are you not in a hurry?"

Xiaopang opened a bottle of Coke with a "boom", and said with a smile: "There are instant noodles to eat, Coke to drink, and a spring bed to sleep on. The reason for doing business to make a lot of money is not for this, what am I in a hurry for?"

In 1987, instant noodles were considered a semi-luxury product. Each bag of 100g cost 2 cents. If it was last year, it would cost [-] taels more food stamps.Such an expensive price, but the portion is so small. For those who don’t have a lot of oil and water, eating two packs and three packs is just like playing.Except for the wealthy, Chinese people at this time are just trying to buy instant noodles.

Su Cheng stared for a long time, and finally gave up, waved his hands, and said, "You and I will go to the oil field office tomorrow, and we will rent the abandoned oil field."

Fatty was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "I knew, Master will take care of everything, I just eat and wait to die."

Su Cheng was also happy to hear that, took out a small box from the cabinet, threw it to Xiaopang, and said, "Look."

Xiaopang obediently opened the small box, but was stunned.

There are 10 stacks of money neatly stacked inside, 100 pieces of 10 yuan, put together, it is exactly 1 yuan.It was exchanged by Sioux City for 1500 US dollars.

This amount of money, in any case, can be called a huge sum of money.It is also a private deposit of Sioux City and has nothing to do with the factory.

Ordinary workers' families, who are diligent and frugal all their lives, can probably save these.

"Based on capital contribution, [-]% for me, [-]% for you..." Su Cheng also popped open a bottle of Coke.Today's student-style dinner is equivalent to a week's salary for leading cadres.

"No way. Master, I don't know much about technology. It's all up to you to see the oil field. I've thought about it a long time ago. If you offer a few thousand yuan, I'll give you a few thousand dollars. I'll take care of the oil field for you..." Xiaopang was very serious He said: "My father said that the master is for life. At your age, you may die after me."

Su Cheng laughed, and said: "I can tell you, buying a waste oil field, once you get lucky, it's like a money printing machine..."

"Master, [-]%, I'm [-]%. Without Master, we wouldn't be able to buy a money printing machine, right?" Fatty looked resolute like a hero in a revolutionary TV drama.After making up my mind, I can't even say forty or sixty.

After Su Cheng thought about it, he simply went back to the house, took out another 5000 US dollars, and said, "Since you insist, then I will contribute 7% of the capital. These US dollars have not had time to exchange, you can exchange them in Qingdao Island, pay attention to safety .In addition, you go to see Director Wei tonight, say my name, and bring those two bottles of puree."

The next day.

Su Cheng drove his jeep and came to the oil field office with a chubby guy with straight eyes.

The same as the deputy director, Wei Kong has a much higher status because he manages the tertiary production company. He not only has his own spacious office, but also has a full-time secretary. Seeing the two of them, he smiled.

Wei Kong still looked like a white-faced scholar, and led the two of them into the office, congratulated Su Cheng first, and then smiled: "Guess when you came, I just asked the secretary to sort out a piece of information on the waste oil well, take a look, If you like it, just tell me."

He spread out a map on his desk, marking the location of the waste oil wells, densely packed with red dots, probably as many as two or three hundred wells.

There is a notebook next to it, which contains more detailed information such as equipment and average output.

Xiaopang suddenly became short of breath nervously, and looked at Su Cheng unconsciously.

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