Yanei of Rebirth

Dad brought a bunch of manuscripts back home to read.

The essay solicitation activity has been launched for nearly half a month, and the situation is still very gratifying. The Propaganda Department has received hundreds of manuscripts.Li Chengyan worked very hard and organized a group of people to conduct a preliminary review. The manuscripts that my father brought home all passed the preliminary review.

"Dad, teach me to study."

Dad smiled and put the manuscript he had read in front of me.

In fact, I don't like to read such official articles.I am concerned about the situation of Jiang Youxin, and want to find out if there is anything he wrote in it.It's been a while since my uncle's article "Presenting Gifts to the Motherland with Practical Actions" has been published in the provincial newspaper, but I haven't seen any news yet, so I'm a little anxious. [

When it comes to the alternate echelon of the officialdom, I am optimistic about Xiaojiu first, and then Jiang Youxin.Both of them have the foundation to become officials.

I pretended to look through it, but I couldn't find Jiang Youxin's name, so I couldn't help being slightly disappointed.But then he comforted himself that good things are not in his busy schedule, maybe he is still thinking about it.He should not not participate in this essay call.

"Look so fast?"

Dad was a little surprised when he saw that I was looking through the manuscripts he hadn't read yet.

I took the opportunity to put on some eye drops: "It's all flat and odd, nothing outstanding."

Dad didn't think it was disobedient, and said with a smile: "This is only the first batch of manuscripts for the primary selection, and the best works are naturally limited."

It seems that since Dad published three articles under false names in the provincial newspaper, he has a good vision.

"Dad, you watch it first, and then I will help my uncle write a manuscript and submit it to "Baozhou Daily."

"What, in a hurry?"

I giggled and said, "Mother, uncle, boasted Haikou in front of my mother. If this matter is going to fail, I don't know how to deal with me. It's better to make more plans. One red heart, two hands ready."

My mother was busy in the kitchen, when she heard the words, she asked, "What are you guys talking about behind my back?"

"Hey, who dares? Offending comrades of the public security police, isn't it just asking for trouble?"

I joked.

My mother laughed and cursed, feeling very happy.It seems that the assistant instructor at the police station is doing quite well.

Just got up, suddenly there was a knock on the door.I ran over and asked, "Who is there?"

"It's me, Xie Yanhua."

"Ah, it's Teacher Xie."

I hurried over to open the door with a respectful expression on my face.

When an old classmate came to visit, my father would naturally be very enthusiastic, and even my mother left her kitchen work and came out to receive him. [

In my last life, I knew that Teacher Xie had a good relationship with my father, and it seems that it is still the case now. Teacher Xie and my father exchanged a few words, sighed, and then directly talked about my affairs.

"Old Liu, I don't think your son needs to come to class every day."

"Ah? Could it be that Xiaojun was naughty at school and refused to accept discipline?"

Dad hasn't answered yet, and mom is already anxious.

"No, sister Ruan, you misunderstood. Your Xiaojun is a genius."

Teacher Xie praised me a lot, and then talked about my performance today.

Since I have worshiped Mr. Zhou as a teacher, my father has rarely asked me about my study status.He unreservedly believed that Mr. Zhou would never mislead his children.But after listening to Mr. Xie's introduction, it was still somewhat unexpected.Unexpectedly, his son's attainments in ancient prose have surpassed his own.

Mom even grinned and kept laughing.

"In my opinion, let him continue to study with Mr. Zhou. He is a professor and his level is much higher than mine."

Teacher Xie is sincere and authentic.

"Hehe, Yanhua, how can you be humble, remember that when we were classmates, you were the most arrogant one."

Dad joked.Even though Mr. Zhou is a university student, he can't say to his face that Mr. Xie is inferior to him, right?

"What? I'm the most arrogant? Old Liu, you are a little insincere. Why don't you call all your classmates and ask who is the most arrogant?"

Dad smiled and didn't deny it.

My heart is full of joy.Mr. Xie is really a believer.

While chatting vigorously, someone came to visit again.They were all people I didn't know. They introduced themselves as propaganda cadres in Taishan District.Teacher Xie stood up and said goodbye, and my mother and I drove her to the gate of the County Revolutionary Committee.

When I came back, I saw several groups of people sitting under the shade of trees in front of the building, looking up constantly.Naturally, they were all cadres who came to pay homage to the pier.Although cadres in the 80s and [-]s were far more honest than those of later generations, and the practice of running for official positions has not yet prevailed, it is still necessary to communicate with leaders in a timely manner.It seems that now that Dad is an official, it is rare for the family to be quiet.

Fang Wenti followed my instructions and put up a signboard to recycle waste electrical appliances, and the business was not so good.Within a day, more than a dozen radio recorders, electromechanical fans and the like were recovered.At the beginning, Fang Wenti took apart the case to have a look, and judged the price based on the quality, but later it was just like buying scraps, but the price was slightly higher than the recycling price of scraps from the public.Anyway, it’s useless to keep these things at home. Originally, there was no place to go except the waste recycling station, but now the price can be a few cents more per catty than the public price, and everyone is still very satisfied.

In addition, the public waste recycling station collects these things disassembled, and only the metal part of them is valued, and the rest are not collected at all and can only be thrown away.Fang Wenti was discussing the price of the whole machine here, and everyone thought they had taken advantage of it.

I greatly appreciated Fang Wenti's shrewdness.

This cripple is really good at doing business, better than me.I have never done business in my previous life, so I am not good at it.

I immediately took the recovered guy apart to look at it, and after seeing it, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. [

What kind of goods are they?The circuit boards of many machines were all rusted into a ball, and there were one or two machines that could not even be opened.

"Brother Fang, we don't have enough turpentine, we have to buy some."

Although the color is poor, it is not a good thing. Remove the components and clean them, and many of them can still be used.It's just that the turpentine that was originally prepared quickly ran out.

Fang Wenti quit after hearing this: "No, Xiaojun, I have no money."

"Where's your money?"

"You also said that I spent a total of twenty or so yuan on these piles of pimples. Now that I have no money, I don't even have money for lunch. You still have to take care of my meal."

With only a few dozen dollars in capital, this business is poorly done!

Fang Wenti was even more annoyed when he saw that I didn't speak.He knows that I have money, and these days he gives me almost 20 yuan.Since it's a business, I want to pay dividends if I make money, and he pays all the capital alone. No wonder he feels upset.

This is indeed something wrong and needs to be changed.

I took out the money and put it on the table, and said, "Brother Fang, come and sit down, let's discuss it."

Only then did Fang Wenti turn angry and gleeful, limped over, and first reached out to grab the money.I picked up the electric soldering iron and knocked on it. He was so frightened that he flinched. He stared and said, "Xiaojun, what are you doing? Coaxing me?"

"If you haven't said clearly, just take the money first, you're worthless!"

Fang Wenti smiled and said: "Isn't this a fear of poverty? I have no money in my pocket, and I have no confidence in my heart. If you want to discuss something, you can say it."

"As far as what you just said, a partnership is a business, what kind of partnership law is it? There should be a charter."

Fang Wenti said seriously: "Are you really planning to do business with me?"

I stared at him: "Why, I have paid and worked hard, and I have to use my connections to deal with those local hooligans. What do you think I am going to do? You want to exploit me?"

I just said it casually, but Fang Wenti was startled, and said nervously: "Xiaojun, don't talk nonsense, I... how dare I exploit you? You can say whatever you want, I have no objection."

It was only then that I realized that talking about people exploiting people at this time is an extremely serious problem, and it should not be used as a joke.With the current status of the Liu family, if I turn my back on him and deny him, the cripple will be doomed forever.

I smiled and eased the atmosphere: "Look at you nervous, I'm just kidding you. We are good friends."

Fang Wenti breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, good friends, good friends."

"In this way, each person has half of the capital, whether he earns or loses, he is also half of the capital, okay?"

"Row."

Fang Wenti was extremely straightforward, without any hesitation.He raised his eyes in the county seat, and without relying on my family's relationship, he couldn't stay any longer. A Zhao Qiang would kill him.

"From now on, you have to keep accounts every day, income and expenditure, and every penny and dime. I don't have time to stay here all day, but I will read the books... Do you know how to keep accounts?"

I know that Fang Wenti is literate, but he may not have recorded it.

Fang Wenti shook his head, showing embarrassment.

"Then you will go to the stationery store to buy an account book later, and I will teach you how to keep accounts."

Fang Wenti was surprised: "Xiaojun, you really know everything."

In my previous life, I was basically a business idiot, but I still understand the common sense of keeping accounts in business.Anyway, it's just a small thing for fun now, and when it becomes bigger in the future, it's natural to rely on professional financial personnel.

"Okay, okay, I still know a lot, and you will know it later. Go shopping."

I waved my hand, very tugging.

Fang Wenti went crazy.

I remember reading an officialdom novel before, and there was a sentence in it that said, "Some people, if you treat him as a person, he will treat you as a bird; if you treat him as a bird, he will treat you as a person."

This is really true.

The benefits of recycling waste electrical appliances are obvious. Today, I helped people repair two radios and one tape recorder. It didn’t cost me a penny to replace the components, and they were all dismantled from the old ones. 12 yuan is almost pure profit.To buy new components and replace them, the cost is about six yuan.

I disassembled all the old electrical appliances, cleaned them up, tested them, changed the casing of one of the radios, replaced a few components, and the radio started broadcasting the news like a new machine.

Fang Wenti was both surprised and delighted: "This, this is the same as the new one."

I smiled and said, "It looks like new, but the inside is second-hand, so you can sell it at half price."

Fang Wenti smiled happily: "Half price is too cheap, at least [-]% off."

"That's up to you, anyway, it's up to you to negotiate the price. By the way, the brand that sells second-hand electrical appliances must also be advertised, otherwise people will not know. We don't have many acquaintances and friends in this area. It is too slow to rely on people."

"It makes sense, Xiaojun, why are your words so reasonable?"

While Fang Wenti was delighted, he didn't forget to take a picture of me.

"Fuck you, stop sycophants. This tape recorder looks okay, but the inside is rusted into a ball. I need to spend some time fixing it. It can sell for a good price when it's fixed."

What I'm talking about is a Zhujiang brand monophonic recorder produced by Guangzhou Shuguang Power Plant. This was a very good home appliance at the time. It seemed to sell for 400 yuan when it was brand new.The new model, which was only produced this year, is probably a fashionable gadget bought by the cadres' family when they got married. I don't know why it has rusted like this in a few months. Maybe the humidity in the room is too heavy.

The tape recorder only came into being in a year or two. It is an absolute novelty in a small inland county like Xiangyang County, and ordinary families cannot afford to buy it.There are only three repair shops in the entire old street, and none of them professionally repairs cassette players.It is estimated that after opening the case, it will be returned to others immediately.At that time, no matter whether it was a manufacturer or a merchant, the service quality was very poor, and there seemed to be no guarantee period.

Fang Wenti was speechless and said, "Can this be fixed? That would be a huge bargain."

"I'm not sure if it will work, let's try it first."

Not long after lunch, someone came to ask the selling price of the second-hand radio.Fang Wenti is so dark that he actually offered a [-]% discount.Before the other party made a counter-offer, I was already blushing and feeling embarrassed.

The two sides bargained, and Fang Wenti insisted on killing the [-]% discount and never letting go.

"Your radio is second-hand. It's an old thing. I don't know how long it will last. It's so expensive. Forget it, I don't want it anymore."

Seeing that Fang Wenti was stubborn to the end, the other party was also a little unhappy.

I hurriedly interjected, "This radio is under warranty."

"Warranty? What do you mean?"

sweat!

I didn't even understand what the warranty meant. At that time, the rights and interests of consumers were really meddling.

"The warranty is within three months. If there is a problem, as long as it is not man-made damage, we will repair it for free."

"Anything like this?"

"Of course, we must be responsible for the things we sell."

Fang Wenti saw that I was sure of what I said, so he immediately started blowing.

"really?"

I said, "We'll write you a receipt, which will state the warranty."

"Okay, I want it."

Fang Wenti was overjoyed and frantically looked for the receipt, but forgot to buy it.As a last resort, I had to temporarily find a piece of paper instead.Fortunately, people at that time were honest, and after reading the "receipt" that was neither a donkey nor a horse, they didn't have any objections, and they were full of joy, feeling that they had picked up a bargain.

"If you get rich and get rich, you can recover the cost in one day, and the rest will be earned for nothing."

As soon as the family left, Fang Wenti was so happy that he danced around the room holding the brand new banknotes.

"Keep your voice down, and you'll know what to say!"

I cursed with a smile.