"I've heard about your past, and I'm sorry for what happened to you." Du Lin twitched a cigarette and threw it to Du Fu, who quickly caught it with both hands. Before he could light it, Du Lin He took out a bronze lighter from his pocket. Lighters are something that has only emerged in recent years. They are expensive, but of course they are also very beautiful. Many people are interested in this small thing that is exquisite and can express their status, so the sales of lighters are rising steadily. Anyone with a little money will buy one and put it in their pocket.
Of course, the increase in the market means that more hot money will enter the industry, and various cheap brands of varying quality are flooding the entire lighter industry. So far, there have been more than a dozen cases of burns caused by kerosene leaks. People have higher and higher requirements for the brand and quality of lighters. Businesses of companies with good reputations are getting better and better, and the prices of their products are getting higher and higher. Companies that fail to establish a brand effect are in dire straits and face the risk of bankruptcy.
The lighter in Dulin's hand is a product of Bondi Industries, the largest lighter manufacturing company in the empire, and sells for as much as 38 yuan.
Du Fu looked at the flames and almost forgot that he should get closer at this time and light the cigarette in his mouth. He recognized this lighter, but he was stunned not because of the price of the lighter, but because of Du Lin's action.
In gangs, classes and levels are very strict. The more powerful the gang, the more obvious these boundaries are. It is never customary in gangs for a superior to light a cigarette for a subordinate, except in one special case.
Du Lin wants to praise him and promote him.
Dufo walked forward excitedly, stretched out his hands to cover the flames, pointed the cigarette butt at the flames, took a breath, and immediately stepped back. The muscles on his face were trembling and changing, and he didn't know what kind of state he should show.
It was too sudden, especially after knowing how much money Du Lin earned, he might be promoted. This was really too sudden.
Du Lin took back the lighter and put it back in his pocket. Looking at Dufo who tried to force himself to calm down but failed, he smiled and said, "We are a collective, we are brothers, now and in the future. I don't think establishing a class is a A better management method, but until a new and superior management method emerges, we can only do this, even if it is not my intention.”
"From today on, you are the team leader!"
"Every month from now on, you will have 0.2% of the dividends from the income from private wine sales, and the rest of the brothers and sisters will share 1% of the dividends. And your task is to supervise the production of our fruit wine. Quality, and trying to avoid mistakes as much as possible." Du Lin lowered his head and smiled. When he looked up again, the smile on his face was as warm as the sun. "Of course, if someone wants to prevent us from gaining a foothold in this troubled world, you are also obligated. Solve them."
"Okay, let's go tell everyone the good news!"
Du Lin waved his hand, and Du Fu took a few steps back excitedly and respectfully, turned around and went out and closed the door. The moment he closed the door, he saw Du Lin standing on the edge of the window sill looking out the window. The sun shone in from the window, and his whole body was bathed in the sun, just like a certain revelation in the Our Father. , full of holiness.
The door finally closed tightly, and the excitement in his heart inexplicably dissipated in the last one or two seconds, replaced by a kind of calmness and a kind of piety. He turned around slowly, with a gentle smile on his face, and walked into another large room. Less than half of the members gathered inside, and they all seemed very majestic. When he walked in, the air in the room was suffocated.
Looking over everyone's face, Du Fucai smiled and said, "I want to announce two things."
"First, I am the team leader now."
Many young people whistled and cheered. Dufo is still very prestigious among these young people. First, he is old enough. Not only has he been out and about for several years, but he has also been in prison. He has a certain understanding of some gangs in Turnel City and knows many gang members. In the minds of young people, whether a person is worthy of respect or not depends on two points.
He's good at fighting, or he's rich.
Hearing that Dufo was promoted to team leader was nothing less than an encouragement to these young people. In a gang, the leader, or captain, does not mean literally. It does not mean that this position must manage how many people and be responsible for specific things. This kind of title is more like what a group of uneducated guys think of when they can't find the right words and need a title. The team leader or captain can be regarded as the person responsible for "something". For example, if Dulin needs someone to do something for him, he will name a team leader, who will arrange the members according to the content of the matter. .
If you succeed, you will be rewarded. If you fail, the responsibility falls on the team leader. Of course, team leaders are indeed different from ordinary members, with higher levels and higher incomes, but they also have the same responsibilities.
Du Fu became the group leader, which means that the hometown association is not a simple hometown association, which is exactly what they want for the fifteen, sixteen or seven-year-old boy. As long as they work hard to contribute to the hometown association, they will surely become group leaders in the future.
Dufo raised his hand and accepted everyone's encouragement with a smile, "The second thing is that from today on, the farm will give 1% of its income every month to all of you!"
If Dover's promotion means that they will usher in a new life, then the matter of dividends is related to the vital interests of each of them. Especially when the girls just expressed their inner feelings when counting money, these teenagers were more or less jealous. Such a simple thing can actually bring tens of thousands of dollars in return, which is an astronomical sum!
Some people even think about how great it would be if they could get a share.
This thought was still echoing in their minds, and Du Fo brought the good news. Everyone looked at Du Fo with enthusiasm in their eyes, and couldn't help but roar loudly.
Yes, only one percent, and it seems that ninety-nine percent are not theirs. But everyone knows that even one percent of the dividend rights represents hundreds of dollars. There are only twenty-nine people in the entire hometown association, and each person can get at least ten yuan.
This is only in the Tener area. What if bootlegging is sold to the entire state or even the country in the future? That 1% every month will be as high as tens of thousands, or even more!
After becoming a member of the hometown association, you will receive a settlement allowance every month, which of course can also be understood as a salary. Now it is more than ten yuan more. The huge income will bring changes to every family, and this is exactly what they hope to change the difficult situation faced by the family through their own hands and efforts.
Du Lin smiled as he listened to the cheers of "Long live the hometown association" and "Long live Du Lin" coming from next door. What he laughed at was not that these people could support him so much, but the influence of money on mankind. .
If you have money, you can do whatever you want. This is the benchmark for any world.
From the emperor to the ordinary people, no one can escape the clutches of money. Maybe money will manifest itself in other forms at a higher level, but its fundamentals have never changed.
While the young people from the hometown association were cheering for Du Lin, on another street in the city, three guys with gloomy faces were sitting together.
They are part of the high-end moonshining suppliers in this city, occupying the high-end high-end moonshining market in Turnel City. The launch of First Love and Snow Elf actually did not have any impact on ordinary fruit wine, because a glass of wine costing five or six yuan is not within the reach of low-end consumers. Therefore, no matter what changes occur in the mid-to-high-end market, they have no connection with the low-end market.
But the business of these three people was dealt a heavy blow.
Turnell City is so small, and the three people are already dissatisfied with each other by carving up the mid-to-high-end and high-end private liquor market. If they hadn't considered that the benefits of launching a gang war may not be greater than the cost, they would have broken up long ago. It's no secret that they are at odds with each other, but that doesn't mean they will allow anyone else to enter the market.
Just last night, their income dropped sharply. Young people and middle-aged people were robbed by their first love and the snow elf. Maybe they were trying it out, or maybe they really liked it. The sales on the first day were very good. Maybe this is just the initial performance. After a period of time, the popularity will fade and sales will decline. But no matter how the popularity drops, some people will inevitably choose these two wines, thus occupying a certain sales market.
Money is really omnipotent. Three people who were hostile to each other and wanted to kill each other immediately sat together.
(End of chapter)