Rebirth of the Flying Era

  Chapter 487 Iron Rooster Plucking

   After a few more greetings with Uncle Fang, Du Fei took Zhu Ting away.

  Zhu Ting didn't interrupt the whole time, and only after walking away did she say, "You're really good. You bought that uncle with two packs of cigarettes."

  Du Fei said with a smile: "How can it be so cheap? People took two packs of cigarettes, but they don't have to do things for us. This master of the house... I don't think it's a fuel-efficient lamp."

  Although he had only met twice before and after, Du Fei had a faint feeling that this housekeeper was somewhat similar to the third master, and he had a lot of calculations in his heart.

   But it can be seen that his life pressure should not be as great as that of the third master.

The    is a bit less of the pretentiousness of the southern peasants, but it implies the cunning of the northern peasants.

   And Du Fei didn't count on it, so he took two bags of big front door and let others run errands.

   At most, he just played a casual chess move.

   In case of any unexpected situation in the future.

  With these two packs of cigarettes, Uncle Fang can remember his number.

   At that time, if you tip off the news or something else, the price will have to be calculated separately.

   Then Du Fei rode his bike and followed Zhu Ting all the way west.

   Back at the agency compound, it was almost 4:30 and 5:00.

   Zhu Ma and the waitress have almost prepared the food at home.

  Although Du Fei showed a hand last time, but Zhu Ma is very particular about people, how can I always ask the prospective uncle to come and cook, what kind of words.

  I didn't wait for Dad Zhu for dinner.

  Today is May 1st Labor Day, a dinner party has been arranged, and Dad Zhu has to attend.

   It was almost eight o'clock in the evening before I came back in the car with the smell of alcohol.

   Entering the room, Du Fei and his wife are watching TV in the living room~

   Zhu Ma and Zhu Ting were both holding sweaters and knitting sweaters. The TV was broadcasting a theatrical evening and the ballet of the Red Detachment of Women.

   Hearing the door sound, Du Fei stood up.

   Dad Zhu saw him, took off his hat and hung it at the door, first said hello to Mother Zhu, and then said with a smile: "Xiao Du is here~ Just in time, come to my study and show you something."

  Du Fei was stunned for a moment.

   Zhu Ting pouted and said, "What? I want to see it too!"

   Dad Zhu glanced at her and smiled: "Come together if you want to see~"

   said and went to the study.

   Du Fei and Zhu Ting followed.

   In the study, Dad Zhu took out a file bag from the drawer next to the desk, put it on the table, and pushed it forward: "Look at it~"

  Du Fei reached out and took it, bypassing the rope buckle of the document bag, which turned out to be the economic performance report of the first quarter.

  Du Fei frowned slightly and looked up at Dad Zhu.

   Although this thing is not a secret, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can see.

   Du Fei knew that Dad Zhu cultivated him at this time.

   Dad Zhu made tea by himself, and said lightly: "Let's take a look~ Then tell me what you think."

  Du Fei gave a "hmm" and sat quietly on the sofa next to him to look over it.

   Zhu Ting went to the side, stretched her neck and followed Bayan.

   But she was born in the liberal arts after all, and is not sensitive to some digital reports.

   And Du Fei turned the page very quickly. For a long time, before she could finish it, Du Fei turned the page.

  Zhu Ting persisted for a moment, pouted, and simply didn't look at it, got up and went to her dad's side, and took over the job of making tea.

   Dad Zhu saw this and smiled, in exchange for his daughter's eyes.

   When the tea is finished, put the teapot there.

   just poured a cup and sent it to Du Fei, ignoring her father at all.

   Dad Zhu reached out and rubbed his nose, so he had no choice but to do it himself.

It took more than half an hour for Du Fei to read the report.

   This is just a quick glance, and a rough look.

  The national economy is full of threads, let alone half an hour, you may not be able to read it carefully in one day.

  Du Fei put down the report and let out a long breath.

   Dad Zhu had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw that he was done, he asked, "What do you have to say?"

   Last time we chatted, we talked about **** Goose.

  Du Fei's point of view was a bit shocking, but after careful consideration, Dad Zhu thought it was not unreasonable.

   But that's a big problem.

   Showing this to Du Fei today is closer to some more practical issues.

   Du Fei thought for a while and said, "It's more difficult than I thought. If it was a capitalist family, the milk should have been poured by now."

   Dad Zhu knows this allusion.

   In 1929, the Great Depression in the beautiful country forced dairy farmers to dump a lot of fresh milk.

   Dad Zhu frowned, although he also agreed with the economic difficulties, but directly analogous to the economic crisis in 1929, it seems…

   Moreover, at the economic conference after the year, most experts also believed that the current situation is grim, but still manageable.

   As long as certain adjustments are made to divert part of the urban population, the economy should be able to resume smooth operation.

   Dad Zhu did not hide his suspicions.

  Du Fei explained: "Uncle, you must know that the so-called economy is nothing more than three things: investment, consumption, export, which is the so-called troika."

   Dad Zhu nodded slightly, took out a cigarette and lit it silently.

   Dad Zhu subconsciously licked his lips.

   Finally, Du Fei couldn't help shaking his head.

   And Dad Zhu remembered that the first time Du Fei came to his study, he had raised a similar point.

   It’s just that I didn’t say it so concretely at the time.

   Dad Zhu only regarded it as Du Fei's personal opinion, and didn't take it too seriously.

   At this time, Du Fei said: "Uncle, in fact, this is not the most important thing. What matters is that for a long time in the future, we will not be able to change this situation."

   Dad Zhu was silent.

   In fact, he knew far better than Du Fei, the current internal and external situation.

   Is it really like what Du Fei said, you have to work hard and endure for ten years!

   As for asking Du Fei, if there is a way to solve it, Dad Zhu did not find it difficult.

   To be honest, Du Fei was quite satisfied with these insights.

   As for the solution.

   Dad Zhu doesn't think that Du Fei can really come up with any feasible methods at a young age.

   Not to mention to the point where it is today.

   Even if there is a way, he will never let Du Fei be this early bird.

   If it doesn’t work, it will definitely be pushed out by some people as a scapegoat.

  When the time comes, Du Fei will not be alone, but the entire Zhu family will be implicated.

   Even if it is a fluke, in case it succeeds.

   He was young and he was above others, so he could not escape being criticized.

   For Du Fei and the Zhu family, it may not be a good thing.

   Thinking of this, Dad Zhu secretly sighed and shook his head again.

   It was almost nine o'clock in the evening when Du Fei returned to the courtyard.

   As he pushed his bicycle to the courtyard, he was thinking about what Dad Zhu said just now.

  Tonight, in the study.

   Dad Zhu told him a lot of things he didn't know before.

   gave him a deeper understanding of the current situation...

   As soon as he entered the hospital, he saw the third master squatting in front of their house.

   Seeing Du Fei, he stood up with a smile and said, "Little Du, just came back~"

  Du Fei glanced at the cigarette butts thrown on the ground and said with a smile: "Yo~ the third master smokes with this."

  The third master said "hey", came to Du Fei, and lowered his voice slightly: "Go home and sit? Today, there is a camellia party at school, and I made some good tea."

  Du Fei heard the song and knew the elegant meaning: "It's still a factory..."

   But just halfway through, he was interrupted by the third master: "Let's go to the house, let's go to the house~"

   Du Fei also wanted to see what the third master had to say.

   He put up the bicycle and followed the third master into the house.

   There was no one in the room. Obviously, the third master made preparations and sent the family to the back room.

   "Xiao Du, sit down first, and I'll get the tea." The third master was about to get busy when he entered the house.

  Du Fei said with a smile: "Third Master, you are busy, we have something to talk about, isn't it still about your school's small factory~"

  The third master laughed dryly, and did not insist on making tea again.

   sat opposite Du Fei and said in a leisurely manner: "Xiao Du, I know your difficulties, but... It's a human thing, don't you think?"

  Du Fei smiled and found it interesting: "Then what are you going to do?"

   At a critical time, the third master was still in trouble and hesitant to do things.

   But after a while, he still made up his mind and stretched out two fingers: "After this is done, two hundred dollars!"

   Du Fei was taken aback.

   It wasn't that the 200 yuan surprised him, but that the 200 yuan was actually offered by the third master.

   This is simply to let the iron **** pluck its own hair.

   At the same time, Du Fei is also a little strange, how attractive is a small school-run factory.

   actually made the third master willing to take so much money out.

  The third master saw that Du Fei frowned and didn't speak for a long time.

   gritted his teeth and took out an envelope from his pocket, bulging in it, and pushed it in front of Du Fei: "Xiao Du, this is the deposit. It's for the children of the school, you'll take your trouble."

   Du Fei secretly laughed in his heart, as expected of the third master.

   has both interest temptation and moral kidnapping.

   is equivalent to finding a high-sounding reason for Du Fei to take money to do things, so that he can't refuse even if he wants to.

  It's a pity that Du Fei didn't eat his set.

  Du Fei picked up the envelope and looked at it.

   No wonder it's so thick, it's full of two dollars a piece, about fifty dollars.

   When the third master saw him taking the money, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

   But Du Fei immediately raised his head, but pushed the envelope back: "Third Master, your money... I'm afraid it's not easy to get it~"

   The third master hurriedly said: "How do you say this, we are dealing with etiquette, it should be."

Du Fei snorted softly: "Master, who do not know who our neighbors have been in these years? To put it simply, it is a school-run factory. Even if you expand it, you can get some oil and water from it. How much? How can I get the two hundred yuan back to my original book every year?"

   "This..." The third master was at a loss for words.

   There is another chapter in the middle of the night, ask for a monthly pass!

   (end of this chapter)