National Tide 1980

Not only is the situation inside Pierre Cardon great, it's the same outside the company.

As long as they have something to do with Ning Weimin, everyone seems to be in good luck.

This is the case in the Temple of Heaven Park, the Tan Palace Restaurant, the special arts and crafts manufacturers, the two art schools in the capital, several street factories, and the neighbors of a courtyard in Shan'er Hutong.

Even Sun Wufu, the rag collector, started to tremble after returning from his hometown this time.

You know, Sun Wufu was the first to leave Sunjiacun and come to the capital.

Although speaking of it, he was the master who had the worst time following Ning Weimin.

But now he is very nourishing compared to ordinary people.

Every month, he was just busy with the errands given by Ning Weimin, sorting out those old antiques, and he could earn at least a thousand yuan from them.

Not counting the money he earns from hunting rabbits and collecting some real junk and selling it, it's still two to three hundred per month.

It can be said that his own net worth is more than 30,000 yuan, and it is easy to make a household income of 20,000 yuan a year.

The only bad thing about this job is that it's so busy that I don't have enough time to do it.

After all, Sun Wufu's collection of things was just a trip out on a tricycle.

It mainly collects small items, mostly books and newspapers. It’s not often that I encounter someone selling hardwood furniture, so I’m not tired at all.

But the key is to take time.

Not only does it take time to collect things, but it also takes time to go back and pack them up.

Once a stall is set up in front of the Zhai Palace, it will take a whole day.

What’s more, I’m most afraid of encountering someone selling panel furniture or scrap ironware outside, or encountering some units selling scrap products in batches.

These things are expensive and expensive, but Sun Wufu really has no place to put them. Real trash is not allowed to enter the Temple of Heaven Park.

Sometimes, he could only look at the colorful bills, but he couldn't put them in his pocket.

For this reason, Sun Wufu increasingly felt that he was in urgent need of help.

So when he returned to his hometown this time, he was like a piece of leaven, fermenting the dough in Sunjiacun.

Not only did he gain the fear and respect of the village secretary with his wealth, he also used it to make peace with his former enemy Sun Shuanlu.

Moreover, he also brought back four young men from Sunjiacun to help him.

Among them were relatives of his own family, the village chief's nephew, and Sun Shuanlu's son.

Let's put it this way, when Sun Wufu came back this time, he was completely out of the dilemma of a polished commander.

And as long as he can support these four people in the capital, his parents, brother and sister-in-law will not suffer in Sunjiacun from now on.

It would be even more amazing if these four boys could save a little more money.

From now on, people in Sunjia Village, including Secretary Sun, may have to worship him as a god of wealth.

By the way, is this small goal difficult for Sun Wufu?

not at all.

Sun Wufu has no ability, and has been living in the capital for almost ten years on a shabby diet.

Now that Ning Weimin is backing him, he lacks neither capital nor industry experience, and many people are looking after him for Ning Weimin's sake.

It couldn't be easier for him to find food for these people in the capital.

However, he himself also knew that before he could do this well, he must first solve the psychological barriers of these young people.

After all, picking up rags was a disgraceful thing, so he had to convince these young people to stay and work hard.

So after getting off the train and setting foot in the capital.

Sun Wufu deliberately found a small restaurant first, ordered eight hot stir-fried dishes and ten bottles of beer to entertain these boys.

Then he punctured the window paper on the wine table.

Needless to say, these four boys from Sunjiacun were a little dumbfounded when they suddenly came into contact with the truth from his mouth.

No one expected that when they followed Sun Wufu to the capital, the errand assigned to them would be to collect rags.

It's just that in this era, rural children generally haven't seen much of the world, so they are inevitably nervous when they first arrive in a big city.

Even if you are wearing your best clothes, you will still feel trembling when you get off the car, feel gray and gray, and your hands and feet will be stiff.

Therefore, the situation was better than Sun Wufu expected. These boys did not dare to say anything, but just looked at each other, at a loss.

"How about it? Show your attitude. Are you willing to follow my uncle? From now on, I will eat meat, you will drink soup, and we will all mess around together..."

At this time, the waiter began to bring beer and rice first.

I'm afraid they were really hungry. These boys kept vomiting as they looked at the white rice.

Han Dazhuang, the nephew of Sister-in-law Sun Wufu, spoke first, but it was only about eating.

"Uncle, I have a big appetite, this rice is not enough..."

"You eat it first. If it's not enough, add more. Besides, there will be cooking later..."

Sun Wufu didn't care about that, so he asked him first. "Hey, tell me first, are you willing to stay?"

Han Dazhuang was forced into a corner, and he could only reluctantly accept the meal because of his reputation.

"Then... if you can take care of yourself and take me to live in the park, I'll do it..."

"It's a sure thing that we'll be full, but we can't live in the park. I have a job in the park, but you guys don't, so we can only live outside..."

This aroused Han Dazhuang's grievance.

"Uncle, since you have a job yourself, can't you find one for us?"

Sun Wufu immediately struck, "The water in the capital is very deep, as deep as the sea. You fainted as soon as you arrived. Can you still find the north? Find you a job? Why are you here? You have no skills and no education. I don’t have a registered permanent residence, so where can I get you?!”

Han Dazhuang was punished to the point of disgrace, but Sun Wufu's nephew Pan Erzhu felt the same hatred and couldn't help but express his dissatisfaction.

"Then...then we can't just collect the rags?"

"What's wrong with collecting rags?" Sun Wufu rolled his eyes, "Why do you think your uncle is busy with this job? I do this too..."

"Come on, uncle, who are you trying to coax? How can you pick up rags like this? Are you more respectable than the mayor? Are you better off than the pig butcher in our village?" Sun Liuwu, the village secretary's nephew, clearly didn't believe it. .

But Sun Wufu was so amused that he burst out laughing, and his dissatisfaction with their ignorance disappeared.

"You guys are such damn stupid boys. Let me tell you, the best way to gain a foothold in the capital is to eat shabby food. There are deep connections here. I won't tell ordinary people."

Then he told a few boys about the world of collecting rags in the capital.

In his narration, this was already a special organization composed of outsiders in the city, a business where countless people eat and make money.

The people in this class are particularly complex, but they are all farmers and migrants from various places, and they live scattered in the urban-rural fringe of east, west, north, and south.

Those who first arrived were low-class people, those who were just picking up rags, and they were the most pitiful people.

You can only carry a snakeskin bag and an iron hook to dig through trash cans along the street, or go to the garbage dump in the suburbs.

They are lonely ghosts, so they are definitely hungry, but they can still have some food to eat, and in a good month they can earn more than ten or twenty yuan.

A middle-class person is not a picker of rags, but a collector of rags. Once he reaches this point, he has entered the Tao.

This requires introduction and placement, as well as a certain amount of capital.

You can pull a cart or ride a tricycle to walk through the streets.

You can buy whatever you encounter, and you can earn five or six yuan a day. If you are lucky, you can earn ten or eight yuan.

The best kind of person is one who can not only collect things but also sell them.

Sun Wufu himself belongs to this class, which is why he lives such a dignified and comfortable life.

But he is still struggling, he is moving towards a higher goal, and he has begun to take care of his fellow villagers and cultivate middle-class people.

"...You silly boys are not satisfied yet. You don't have to pick up rags when you come here. I will arrange food, drink and accommodation for you, buy you a tricycle, and I will take you hand in hand and teach you how to do it myself. You don't know What kind of blessing is it? You still find it embarrassing to collect rags? You still want to compare with me and find a job? Then why are you not born in the city? If you are really unhappy, you can visit the capital for a few days and I will sell you tickets. Send it back. How about it?"

Along with Sun Wufu's words of education, several young people lowered their heads in shame.

"Uncle, I'll stay."

What Sun Wufu didn't expect was that his former enemy, Sun Changshun, Sun Shuanlu's son, figured it out first.

"Uncle, you brought me to the capital to see the world, bought me a train ticket and invited me to eat out. I can't be ungrateful. Besides, my father said that you are the most capable person in our village. I will listen to your arrangements."

Following him, he also helped Sun Wufu persuade others, "Uncle is right, coming to the capital to do this is better than farming. How much can an acre of grain be sold for, and doing this is only five yuan a day, even if there is no So much, even if it's only three yuan, it's still real money, it's cash. What can be more satisfying than seeing the cash every day? My father is only fifty a month, and he still has to support six people. I want to If you work hard, maybe you can earn a big tile-roofed house when you go back a year ago..."

At this time, meatballs and fried chicken with sauce were also served.

Several boys were so greedy at the smell of meat and vegetables that they no longer persisted and shouted "Eat!" and "Stay!".

Of course Sun Wufu was happy now.

He really didn't expect that Sun Shuanlu's son had such a clear mind and could speak better than himself.

This boy brought it correctly, otherwise the problem at hand would not be so easy to solve.

So obviously, letting Sun Changshun be the leader would save more worry and effort in looking after these boys for him in the future.

In this way, after this meal, Sun Wufu also rented a small courtyard outside Muxiyuan for the four boys to live in, and officially promoted Sun Changshun to the position of junior leader.

After that, I bought a tricycle and took a few children to the streets to learn business.

There is nothing difficult about this business, the most important thing is to have a price difference.

It doesn’t matter if a few kids are not good at talking. Those who are good at their jobs should appear kinder on the surface, the better.

So within a month, these people had almost adapted to it.

To be honest, after working together for less than a week, these four boys really felt at home.

First, the work does make money, you can see real money coming in every day, and the profits can be calculated.

And I have to rest, so I’m really not that tired.

If it's cloudy and rainy, you won't be able to go out.

You can lie at home and sleep, play cards, chat, or listen to semiconductors.

The second reason is because Sun Wufu really treats them well.

Not only did they get haircuts and bathes, but they were also fed with rice and flour every day, and they had meat for almost every meal.

Compared with most of the other colleagues, they are all dirty and smelly and run on two legs.

Often carrying noodles and steamed buns, I would go to a noodle shop and drink a bowl of noodle soup.

Or just buy rotten vegetables, go back to work and cook them.

They are already very happy.

In fact, even at home, they can't eat such rich food, nor can they be so clean and leisurely.

Finally, in addition, Sun Wufu spent a lot of money for them.

The working capital to buy a car, rent a house, and receive goods is a full two thousand yuan.

If these boys are still dissatisfied and ungrateful, they will be really heartless.

The same is true in reverse. This matter is of course more suitable for Sun Wufu.

Since he had four people helping him, he basically no longer had to get out of the car to receive the goods.

Just go to the small courtyard of Muxiyuan every day and take the things you like back to the Temple of Heaven Park.

During the rest of the time, you can organize old goods and set up stalls in Zhai Palace.

In this way, the capital operation will be more healthy and the income will also increase a lot.

The most unexpected surprise was that after he settled the people and achieved results, he told Ning Weimin his plan in person.

Not only did he receive praise from Ning Weimin, but he also received additional support.

"Okay, Wufu, I didn't expect you to have grown up and know how to ask others to do things for you. Yes, you also know how to take care of the villagers and elders. And without saying a word, you planned everything and reported it to me. Okay, you really do look like a boss."

"You are on your way, but you have become the 'King of Rags', which is better than the 'General'. Just remember one thing, you must think about how to manage people, and be sure to keep an eye on the bottom. Let your People must follow the right path, and cannot cheat, cheat, or commit crimes. Since you can make money legitimately, don't try to be quick, or you will fail. Right? As long as your people don't act recklessly, you can tell me if you get into trouble, I'll help you find a way."

"Yes, you know how to measure yourself. You are doing things in a orderly manner now, and you are getting more and more good things for me. Then I have to support you no matter what. Let's do this, you will be able to support people in the future It’s a fixed fee, how about I say hello to a few acquaintances and add some fixed income to you?”

"I think, in the future, there will be Tan Palace Restaurant, Meishi Street and Flower Market street factories, as well as Jinxiao Factory, Jingshan Street Factory, Huimin Cigarette Hotel... Let's put it this way, you have to make arrangements anyway, these days The waste paper in the cardboard box will belong to you. Okay?"

Then there are the bad things!

Sun Wufu was so happy that he thanked Ning Weimin profusely.

He's not stupid. Can this fixed income be compared with walking around the streets all day long?

Can the garbage at work be compared with that at home?

What's more, so many factories are really owned by his people. At least he can have a fixed income of more than a thousand yuan every month.

This is really in line with the old saying, it is better to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree.

In the past, he really couldn't do it on his own, but now it's different, he can put all the money into his arms.

So now, he was really aroused by Ning Weimin's "king of rags", and his blood was surging and his eyes were bright.

Unconsciously, he found the right direction and seemed to see a great future waiting for him to explore.

But if you want to collect all the garbage and waste in the capital, what will happen to it?