In the car back to Zhou’s house.
Yu Mingyuan gave Su Tianyu a thumbs up: "My evaluation of you can be summed up in four words!"
"What?"
"Full of work!"
"…!" Su Tianyu replied speechlessly, "You are such a jerk for saying that! Wei Xiangzuo is obviously not the same kind of person as Xu Hu. When he said to shoot, he really dared to shoot! I blocked a killing god for you, and that's how you evaluate me?"
"Awesome!" Yu Mingyuan re-evaluated.
When Bai Hongbo heard this, he immediately asked curiously: "Then how do you evaluate me?"
Yu Mingyuan looked back at him and replied seriously: "You should also do your best!"
"Hahaha!"
Everyone laughed. Yu Mingyuan turned around and looked at Su Tianyu: "But since we have stopped Wei Xiangzuo this time, we have also taken half of the blame."
"Don't be too optimistic." Su Tianyu shook his head: "Just because Wei Xiangzuo believes it doesn't mean the rest of the Code Gang will believe it too. While we are trying to take the blame, the murderer will try every possible way to make sure that we are the one who bears the blame."
"That's right." Yu Mingyuan pondered for a while: "After Gu Tongshan's funeral, I guess the Code Gang will start to cause trouble."
"We only have one way to break the impasse." Su Tianyu replied.
"Find the murderer!" Yu Mingyuan added immediately.
The two looked at each other, and Su Tianyu immediately said: "We have already finished talking with the Zhou family. There is no point for me to stay here. I am going to go back to Longcheng with Dabai first!"
"That's fine. Don't stop the association's progress. Let Kong Zhenghui and Dabai be in charge, and you focus on finding the murderer!" Yu Mingyuan gave instructions.
"OK!" Su Tianyu nodded.
"Okay, I'll go back and contact the old people in the company and ask them to join the association!" Bai Hongbo wasn't kidding: "We have to go through the procedures for the association as well."
"Okay, now that my dad is more stable now, I will go back right away!" Yu Mingyuan nodded.
…
In the evening, everyone returned to the Zhou family. As soon as they entered the guest villa, they saw An Qiqi, Wawa, and several little girls from the Zhou family. They were wearing aprons and had prepared many dishes.
"Ouch!" Su Tianyu said in surprise: "What's going on? You asked a few young ladies to cook?"
"You've been working very hard recently, so let us reward you." Wawa said with a smile, "Qiqi is the head chef, and we are all assistants. We spent the whole afternoon cooking these dishes."
"It looks good." Dabai stretched his neck to look at the table: "It doesn't look like it can kill people."
"Can you please respect the fruits of our labor?" An Qiqi rolled her eyes. "I have to watch food bloggers' videos more than ten times to cook a dish. My sister didn't take it so seriously when she was taking the college entrance examination."
Dabai was really hungry. After sitting down, he started talking: "There's no need to do this... If you really want to reward him, why not just give Gou Liuzi some original flavor or something? You know how much he likes it."
"What are you talking about?" An Qiqi didn't understand for a moment.
Next to her, an older sister from the Zhou family leaned over and whispered something in her ear.
"Ah, I have this!" An Qiqi looked up at Su Tianyu: "If you like this tune, then help me wash my socks!"
Su Tianyu was furious: "Get lost!"
"Haha, eat it, eat it, I've tried it, it tastes very good!" An Qiqi greeted with a smile.
"Come, try my sister's cooking!" Yu Mingyuan bent down and sat down.
In this way, a group of young people sat at the dining table and started to feast on the food.
It’s true, although An Qiqi and the others don’t cook, they are smart and the dishes they make according to the recipes are quite delicious.
…
Comfortable days are always short. Su Tianyu stayed in District 1 for less than two days before embarking on a new journey. He wanted to return to Longcheng with Dabai to finish his current tasks before his boss got home.
The sun is shining brightly on the weekend.
Inside the Kong family’s garbage dump that has not started operation.
Su Tiannan was sitting in the main seat, using a very thick, textured extra-large notebook to record the names of those who applied to join the club.
Su Tianbei, the third sister, Bai Hongbo, Kong Zhenghui, Su Tianyu and others were all inside greeting their foreman.
At a tea table, Bai Hongbo looked at an old man who was only sixty years old and whispered to him, "Uncle Li! Let's make a deal. If you take this money, you will not only be a member of the association, but also an elder councilor of the Hall of Honor. If anything happens to our association, you will be responsible for protecting the normal operation of the association. In short, you have to contribute at the moment of life and death."
The old man had a gray beard and was slightly deaf from a stroke. He blinked his eyes, looked at Bai Hongbo, and asked in a loud voice, "How much can you give?!"
"Isn't it here?" Bai Hongbo pointed to the cash box.
"Give them all to me?!" the old man asked honestly.
"What are you thinking about, uncle!" Bai Hongbo was speechless. He lowered his head and shouted back: "Do you understand what I'm telling you? This money is not taken for nothing!"
"How much money can you give?" the old man asked repeatedly.
Bai Hongbo took out five thousand yuan in cash from the box, pinched it in his hand and replied: "For someone of your level, you can get five thousand!"
The old man heard this very clearly, nodded repeatedly and replied: "It's a lot! It's quite substantial!"
"This is just a red envelope given for joining the union. From now on, our operating model will be different from before! The company will be under the management of the union, and about half of the profits generated by various industries each year will be given to our workers. In other words, the interests of the union will be firmly tied to each of our workers. Simply put, you won't just get a fixed salary in the future." Bai Hongbo explained with difficulty.
The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed five thousand yuan: "Okay, give it to me!"
"Don't grab it! Don't use force! Speak first, do you understand what I am saying to you?!" Bai Hongbo said with a dry mouth.
“What’s so hard to understand?” The old man cursed in a hearty voice, “Isn’t it just the beginning of the character and the knife club?! Is it the same as Changqing and the code gang?! Fuck, I understand the things here better than you do! Don’t look at me having a stroke. When I was young, I also mixed up in… the thirty-sixth hall of the northwest of the Hua District. You can also use me!”
"…!" Bai Hongbo stared at the other party in amazement: "We are an association, not a group of people!"
"Yes, it's called an association now! It's just a gimmick."
"Look, after paying him, he understands it better than me!" Bai Hongbo nodded with satisfaction: "Then how many people can you recruit?"
"There's a lot of room for that! We have a senior citizen activity center...!"
"Uncle, if you say so, please quit the club!" Bai Hongbo felt that he was being fooled by this old man the whole time.
"Haha!" The old man laughed and turned around and shouted, "Not bad! You all should join in!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's son led more than 20 clan members and close relatives into the room.
Bai Hongbo looked at the other party and immediately gave him a thumbs up: "As expected of a member of the Thirty-Sixth Hall of the Northwest!!"
"What do you need to swear an oath on?" the old man asked knowledgeably.
"Let's do it, let's do it!" Bai Hongbo began to arrange his family members.
After having sufficient food and supplies, the association, which had not yet determined its name, directly absorbed nearly three hundred people!
Worker leaders are given a red envelope of 5,000 yuan for joining the union, and are also given a temporary position. Ordinary workers are given 3,000 yuan!
This price is definitely not low in Longcheng, and is equivalent to nearly a year's income for an ordinary worker.
The workers are not opposed to joining the union, because the environment in Longcheng is like this. With an association, everyone can work together for warmth, but the prerequisite is... the benefits must be sufficient.
Just like that, a small boat that had just been built went down to the sea silently. No one knew whether it would sink in the raging waves or become a giant ship.
…
After Gu Tongshan finished speaking, more than a dozen leaders of the General Association of Coders prepared to hold a meeting to discuss whether to cooperate with Lao Mo.
At this time, Wei Xiangzuo also quietly returned to Longcheng.