Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 "When you divide the money at the end of the year, you will find that it is not a problem to build three houses, provided that your money cannot be handed over to the family."

　　 The four brothers of Jiang Li's family, he is the second child, of course he has to pay his family to earn money.

　　 Jiang Li only knew that working in a brick and tile factory would definitely make more money than farming, but he didn't know how much it would be.

　　 There seems to be a lot of words from Wanfeng, is it almost enough to build a house?

　　 "Then what should I do if the family wants it?"

　　 "You should tell your family with confidence that I am going to marry a daughter-in-law and I will build a house by myself. If your family promises to build a house for you, you will hand in the money to your family. If your family does not agree, you will not pay.

　　 This seems a bit unnatural to myself, isn't this instigating family conflicts?

　　 But for the sake of my aunt’s marriage, I separated out and didn’t mix with that family. It seemed that this was not moral.

　　 It’s a happy life for the young couple.

　　 Besides, my nephew is not good. Auntie, you will be very depressed.

　　 Jiang Li's eyes turned wildly, and it was obvious that the little flame in his heart had been stirred up.

　　 An hour later, Wan Feng saw Xia Qiulong and jumped out of the car.

　　 "Which one of you can open first, isn't it?"

　　 Xia Qiulong slapped his chest: "Of course you have to open up first when you are a big brother, otherwise, how can you bring your brothers together."

　　 This is the kiss of the train—it's a ghost (track). The image of Xia Qiulong is too far away from the first person who sold an electronic watch in Wan Feng's heart.

　　 He thought that Liu He or Lu Xiaowu should be the first one.

　　 "You? How do I feel like the end of the world? I really don't believe you sold it, so tell me how you sold it?"

　　 "Hey, my first electronic watch is sold to you godfather."

　　 Hold the grass! Jiang is old and hot, vinegar is old and sour, and the young lady has a lot of experience. Xia Qiulong, an old boy who wants to sell to Zhou Bingde, can be among the old fox class alone.

　　 Xia Qiulong believed Zhou Bingde Wanfeng as soon as he said it, without even doubting it at all.

　　 "How much do you sell to him?"

　　 "Forty, it depends on the price, otherwise the lowest is forty-five."

　　 is a person who has practiced the market with his wife. The starting point in life is different.

　　 "Who sold the second piece?"

　　 Xia Qiulong patted his chest again, and he smiled triumphantly and triumphantly.

　　 If he had heard the song "Sudden Smile" by Li Lifen, he would surely sing it out loud now.

　　 "It's you again?" Wan Feng couldn't hide his surprise anymore.

　　 "Are you not selling them at the same time?"

　　 "Hey, I have to say, brother, you are too smart, I just sold it all at once, and built a section chief with your godfather."

　　 Wanfeng snapped his fingers: "Give me the capital!"

　　 Xia Qiulong took out a handful of money from his pocket, counted three ten yuan, and handed it to Wanfeng. Halfway through the hand, he wanted to retract it.

　　 "I remember that you seemed to say who was the first to sell and get a reward."

　　 Wanfeng snatched the money: "Nonsense, when did I talk about it? Besides, you made 50 yuan with two watches. What bikes do you need?"

　　 Xia Qiulong thinks about it too, two watches made 50 yuan on his own, and what else is a bicycle?

　　 This is much faster than his wife’s selling pants.

　　 "Give me another thirty. You are now rich, and I have to accept cash for electronic watches." He took out two electronic watches from his pocket.

　　 "Then just give me three." Xia Qiulong counted forty-five yuan to Wanfeng.

　　 Wanfeng gave Xia Qiulong three watches.

　　 "Brother, I don't think this stuff is really profitable."

　　 "That has to be sold too, I didn't mean it, we just open the market and drink it spicy, if we can't open it, we will die."

　　 "Brother, don't worry, this market must belong to our brothers, whoever dares to grab us will do it!"

　　The little old man said: Capitalists dare to take risks with 50% profits, they dare to give up all moral bottom lines with 100% profits, and they dare to kill people and set fires with 300% profits.

　　 This electronic watch, Xia Qiulong, they get forty to fifty for fifteen yuan, which is just in the category of daring to kill and set fire.

"What are you doing? Brother, I'm doing business for my brothers. I intend to let you go the right way in the future, not to let you kill people and set fires in the future. There is no future in the underworld in our country. You can be proud of it for a while, but you can certainly not be proud of it. In the future, we will still follow the right path. We are not afraid of head-on competition, and whoever comes does not need to be afraid of me."

　　 In the last life, Wanfeng was bullied by the underworld when he was young. From the bottom of his heart, he looked down on these people in the gangster society.

　　Which of the famous underworld in the Northeast has a good ending, whether it is the swords and guns of Longjiang Province or the landlords of ringgits, and the man in Beiliao who once made one of the four kings kneel down, what will end in the end?

　　 The five Xiuyan tigers closest to Hongya and the Duan brothers who greeted the mouth were all shot.

　　 Therefore, after rebirth, Wanfeng can deal with underworld people, but he will never enter.

　　 Even the underworld people he had contact with, he also tried to bring them out. After all, that road is easy to short-lived.

　　 "Where are the rest?"

　　 "Most of them are in movie theaters and at the entrance of one hundred and two hundred and the market. There are also black markets. Liu He seems to be in the black market."

　　 "When you mentioned the black market, I remembered those three mice~www.NovelMTL.com~Did you find them?"

　　 Xia Qiulong's face is not looking good: "These three mice rarely go to the black market now. Someone paid a wallet that was two cents higher than ours and bought their cloth ticket."

　　 No wonder these three mice didn't give out tickets for more than a week.

"who is it?"

　　 "I also make pants. Pants of the same style as ours have appeared on the market these days. Although they are 50 cents more expensive than ours, they have also taken away a lot of our business. Would you like me to send someone to touch them and find the smasher?"

"What are you doing? How can you hit and smash at every turn? Is this very prestigious? It's normal for someone to do this. It's not normal for the world to follow the trend. In a few years, you make a good deal the first day. Ertianman Street are all imitations, your family is broken? Are you old enough to survive in jail?"

　　 Xia Qiulong scratched his head fiercely: "Then what shall we do?"

"We can't control the pants. Now the central government has stated that it wants to protect self-employed people. Besides, it is considered a legitimate competition. The clothing market in Hongya is still in a blank period. No one has occupied it, so people won't be robbing our market. , I can only say that we are fighting with us for the market. But can't we get rid of those three mice? Send someone to find these three guys, find me and leave them alone. In four days, we will go to Sunday. We will go to the meeting on Sunday. Will these three mice, let Lao Tzu's pigeons be released, is Lao Tzu's pigeons so easy to release!"

　　 Xia Qiulong waved his hand: "No problem, just a few mice, I promise to find you by Sunday."