He went to the city once, and when he came back, he happily said to contact the trade union accountant of a listed company. This state-owned unit always gives some benefits to employees during the holidays. Usually it is either cups, towels or toothpaste and toothbrushes. This time they plan to change their tricks.
"The people in this city are really hypocritical. They don’t have to spend money to have cups and towels and they are not happy. They have to make something different. Isn’t that true? People asked me where the peanuts came from? I said they grew them. She asked again. How much, I said there are several tons. She was so happy.
There are hundreds of people in a unit in the city, and the benefits that everyone likes but there are enough. In the past few years, in order to get some pork, people from the unit trade union had to run around.
Now people are tired of pork, come to find our peanuts. It just so happens that we don't need any peanuts, and the quantity is enough to meet the demand. "
Zhou Qingfeng also realized this unusual way. He also asked happily: "How much does the union accountant cost?"
"She said that we need 500 kilograms first, and look at the goods." Old man He replied with a smile. He didn't want to sell peanuts for Zhou Qingfeng before, but he felt that he couldn't eat it. But if there is a way, he is also happy to make this money.
"It's okay to sell half a ton first, explore the way." Zhou Qingfeng touched his chin, feeling that it is not impossible for the He family to make some profits from the transportation and sales. After all, his daughters have fallen into his hands, and he feels sorry for not giving any benefits.
"Well, put the green peppers tomorrow, and it won’t be broken if you don’t sell them for a day. First send ten packs of peanuts, one pack of 50 kilograms, a total of half a ton. But this time, I only pay 30 yuan. It can be shipped. ?"
Zhou Qingfeng opened his mouth and stopped mentioning 37 points. However, the He family and his son are happy, because this is equivalent to wholesale. As long as the freight is unloaded at the market dock, it is simple and easy, and it makes a lot of money.
So the original dozen baskets of green peppers were replaced with ten sacks of peanuts, and they were transported away at night to the city the next morning. Zhou Qingfeng was waiting at home to collect the money.
But instead of waiting for the evening, the He family, father and son, came back at noon in a dusty face. Old man Ho still has a bruise on his face.
What's going on here
Magnolia’s sister-in-law was cooking at home, and when she saw her father had been beaten, she hurriedly found a potion. Zhou Qingfeng was still asleep, and he knew something was wrong when he saw it.
"Who did it?"
"Tong Erbao."
"Who?"
"The director of the Dock Market Management Office."
"Why did he hit people?"
Old man He sighed long, angry and angry.
"That guy should have been eyeing us a long time ago, seeing that our business is good, and deliberately looking for faults. He said that we set up stalls randomly in the past month and did not comply with market management. The impact was extremely bad. I thought he wanted to ask us for management fees, but He looks at the peanuts we shipped."
Speaking of this, the two sons of the He family are already bitterly cursing. Old man Ho's temperament, which he has always swallowed, couldn't help but explode, and he took out a light and fluttering paper.
"Tong Erbao said that peanuts must go through his hands. I wanted him to make some money, but he gave us a blank note."
"He hit white bars?" Even Zhou Qingfeng was exasperated.
Baitiao, a feature of the nineties.
Old man Ho was sullen, his two sons were angry and helpless, and they finished talking about the matter-ten packs of peanuts were delivered smoothly, but the transaction process was interrupted.
The'Director Tong of the Marketing Management Office' just wrote a note and took the goods away, and openly said that he and his son would be arrested.
Zhou Qingfeng took the white strip, and there was no official seal on it, only Tong Erbao's private seal. This kind of seal is not useful, and you can carve it if you find a piece of radish. Old man He naturally refused to sell, but the goods won't come back on others' sites.
There was a dispute between the two sides, and Old Man Ho got a shot on his forehead.
Ten packs of peanuts cost three to four hundred. The He family made such a lot of money after a long and exhausting life, and couldn't afford it. Now I only got back a white bar that I didn't have for the fart, and the three father and son could only look at Zhou Qingfeng pitifully.
The powerless and powerless people encountering this incident can only make the heavens unwilling and the earth not working.
"This person is called Tong Erbao, isn't it?" After getting angry, Zhou Qingfeng was rather happy. He shook the white strips, and said with a smile: "I have been in business for a month before encountering this kind of thing. It is already considered lucky.
In fact, I like this kind of obscure people and methods the most. Since everyone makes money by their ability, don't blame anyone next. "
Old man He said in a deep voice: "Tong Erbao is considered to be the No. 1 market leader. He is so arrogant, maybe he has a backstage. I asked when I came back, it is said that his brother-in-law is an official."
"Bullying and dominating the market, I understand. But don't mention the background. If you have a background, you won't be in a vegetable market." Zhou Qingfeng put the white tiao into his pocket, "It's okay, it's a trivial matter. Do you know where the surnamed Tong lives? "
“He lives in the vegetable market’s office. There are several administrators under him. They are all street gangsters. They usually make a lot of money by collecting market management fees. I never pay less for management fees, but I didn’t expect that he would give them. I hit the white bar."
He said that he also hated that he recently made money too easily, and a momentary negligence caused heavy losses. He wanted to slap himself, but was stopped by Zhou Qingfeng.
"Making money, there will always be trouble. I will clean up this kind of little person who doesn't go on stage." Zhou Qingfeng checked the time. It is afternoon. He casually let the He family father and son eat lunch, and then set off to the city by boat.
In the past, when Zhou Qingfeng encounters such a bully-like character in the market, he is bound to be helpless-you are reasonable, and others speak brute force. You talk about brute force, people have a background. It is not that after more than 20 years, ordinary people can't afford this kind of hob meat.
It's just that Zhou Qingfeng won't hesitate to encounter such troubles this time.
He wanted to follow, but Zhou Qingfeng only called the He family's youngest son to help sail the boat. Depart in the afternoon and arrive in the city not long after dark. The surface of the Tangjiang River was dark, and the sound of water was rushing, all illuminated by battery-powered lamps.
"There." The younger son pointed to the messy waters. "There is the market pier. During the day there will be a lot of ships to transport things, selling chickens, ducks and pork, and at most they sell vegetables. There are several of them in the city. Kind of dock, this is the biggest."
In the small cities in the 1990s, the infrastructure was not very good. There was no one on the pier at night, and there was a lot of dirt floating near the trestle bridge. The muddy water was full of rotten vegetable leaves and chicken feathers and duck feathers, exuding a muddy smell.
Although Tianyang is a small city, it has a long history. During the Qin Dynasty, a garrison was established as a county, which was under the jurisdiction of Jiujiang County, which was the southern gate of the county. Because of the Tang River passing through the city, water transportation is developed and logistics is relatively convenient. Only in modern times the railway was opened and the city declined.
The boat stopped at the pier trestle. The younger son lowered his voice, pointed to a few faint lights on the steps of the pier, and said: "The market management office is there, and Tong Erbao lives in it. That guy has a bad reputation for eating and drinking and gambling. But he is the director of the management office. No one can do anything with him."
Zhou Qingfeng got on the dock and asked the youngest son of the He family to wait for him on the boat. He said casually: "The director of this management office is not an official at all, and he has no staff. At most, he is a small official."
For generations of farmers from the He family, this can be clearly distinguished there, and they are afraid of three points just by looking at the other party wearing a uniform. During the day, Zhou Qingfeng felt angry when he heard that the peanuts he planted were replaced with white strips. Although the trouble was long expected, I didn't expect the trouble to be so low-level.
This is clearly stealing money, or stealing money from Uncle Zhou!
I'm tired of living!
The wharf is messy, and the vegetable market on the wharf is even messier. There are piles of rubbish, and there is not even a place to stay on the walkway. The management office only collects money, and doesn't do other things at all. Zhou Qingfeng stepped up from the dock and approached the office room of the management office step by step.
The house is an old-fashioned brick-concrete structure, and the mottled exterior walls have not been trimmed at all. There is a trash can at the door, which is full of leftover soup leftovers. It seems that it hasn't been cleaned for several days.
There was a rushing sound in the lighted room. Some people were yelling five and six, and they were rubbing mahjong. From time to time, I can hear "I'm fucking again" Director, I'm so lucky." Come again, come again, I'm so lucky tonight, no one is allowed to leave.
Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward to push the door, but couldn't open it, it was locked inside. But his hand suddenly exploded, and twice the strength of an ordinary person acted on the door.
With a bang, the locked door seemed to be hit by a heavy object, and the door panel cracked and was forcibly pushed open. There is a mahjong table in the house, and seven or eight people are standing or sitting. They were all focused on the cards, but now they all turned their heads to look at the door in astonishment.
On weekdays, people from the management office smash other people's doors. Who has eaten the guts of the bear
There are a lot of banknotes on the mahjong table, and one of them has the most piles in front of them. The few who were standing were behind him, constantly making ideas to help him play cards. This man is fat and strong, with a striped dragon on his chest that is very conspicuous, and he has a big posture.
Zhou Qingfeng sniffed the heavy smoke, slapped his nose, walked in the darkness in disgust, and asked in a cold voice, "You are so smoky, it's really dirty. Who is Tong Erbao?"