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  Uncle Hong brought it up, and everyone naturally agreed and responded with a lot of responses. Xiu'er said with a smile: "It just so happens that the mouth of my family is also there, and there are still a few bottles of Moutai at home. You two drink one."

Just do it. The sun sets and the houses are cooking smoke. Jiang Xiaoyan returned home and told Zhou Ya to move the table out and said to Zhang Fengxia: "Fengxia, if there is nothing wrong in the factory, live here at night. ."

   "How can I move the table outside?" Zhang Fengxia wondered.

   "Uncle Hong said that the alley is gathered, everyone has a meal together." Jiang Xiaoyan walked to Lu Feng, reached out and stroked his back and said, "Chen Hansheng and his wife just ran on me."

   "How did you run on you?" Lu Feng looked at her and said, "Don't care about some people. Keep your mood better."

"I don't care about it. I'm very relaxed now. I can go out to eat in a while and have a good performance." Jiang Xiaoyan sat in a chair and said, "Chen Hansheng is a few years older than you and started a company. His wife doesn't know what to do. It's so terrible."

  Lu Feng looked at her a little surprised. Is this Jiang Xiaoyan who he knows?

  In the past, Jiang Xiaoyan was afraid of things to death. Even if she was running a cosmetics factory, she didn't look like she would compete with others, but now she encourages him to perform.

   "What do you see me doing?" Jiang Xiaoyan wondered.

   "Are you not afraid of things?" Lu Feng laughed and said, "I feel like you are a little overconfident."

   "I can conceive a child. I walk with my head up and my chest tall. I don't look at anyone, and I'm not afraid to go to your house." Jiang Xiaoyan's face was full of confidence.

   "She's just like she has changed." Zhang Fengxia said from the side.

   Indeed, Jiang Xiaoyan used to be more introverted, feeling that there was an unknown black hole deep in her heart, which absorbed everything in her, but now she is more cheerful, with a bit of sunshine when she smiles.

   "We don't dispute these, just be happy." Lu Feng said happily.

  Duo Duoduo happily ran back and forth, yelling about picnics and picnics, the alley was full of people, and the sharp voices of several aunts pierced the dusk, adding a touch of smoke to the setting sun.

There were more mosquitoes in the summer, and a bonfire was lit. The thick smoke first smoked the alley and brought up a variety of dishes. A group of big masters gathered to chat about national events, from international to provincial, from When talking about the unit in the province, they said it was all right.

  Tonight with pancakes, Lu Feng walked out carrying pancakes and pickles. In the faint light at dusk, several people squatted to see Lu Feng walk out.

   "This is Jiang Xiaoyan man?"

   "Isn't it a boss, so young?"

   "Nonsense, how old Jiang Xiaoyan is, and it's not Bao Nina, naturally it's not much bigger."

  A lean man stood up and walked over, and said to Lu Feng: "Are you a Xiaoyan man?"

   "Yes, my name is Lu Feng." Lu Feng said, putting the pancakes on the table and said, "Come on, try the pancakes, Aunt Liu's pancakes are delicious."

   "Don't worry, come and smoke!"

  While talking, a cigarette flew over. Lu Feng grabbed the cigarette and said, "I haven't smoked for a long time, and I have quit."

There are about 30 people in this alley, men, women and children of all ages. The sky is already dark. A 100-watt tungsten lamp hangs on the door of a house. The flames of the bonfire are also escaping, and a few children get out of the fire. Pulling out a few burning sticks to play, naturally let the adults scold them.

   "Xiu'er, let your Han students have dinner." The second aunt shouted.

  After a while, a man in his thirties walked out. He was about 1.75 meters tall. He was not sturdy. He was dressed in casual clothes and dressed like a wealthy man, with a few bottles of wine in his hand.

  "Come, come, sit here, let's sit down with a bunch of old men at a table." Uncle Hong greeted.

  Chen Hansheng came over, glanced at the slightly cramped seat, put his hand on Lu Feng's shoulder, and pulled aside.

  Lu Feng was almost pushed down by someone with a stool, and hurriedly squeezed aside.

   "It's okay, everyone squeeze in to give Uncle Hong a more room." Chen Hansheng sat down and took a look at Lu Feng, and asked, "Xiaoyan man, isn't it?"

   "Hello!" Lu Feng said politely.

  "Don't think Xiaoyan has just moved here for a long time. I know the people in the alley very well. I often mention you, saying that you are doing a big business outside, and I heard that you are selling hundreds of millions of dollars?" Chen Hansheng asked slightly.

"It's okay." Lu Feng didn't want to talk deeply. He is now afraid to talk about the company. Otherwise, after a while, all kinds of people will come to get in touch with each other. He wants to get close. After all, it hurts to refuse people. Thing.

  "We are all small businesses, and we have never contacted big bosses. I don't understand how you do this billions of dollars of business?" Chen Hansheng was rather reluctant.

  He thinks Jiang Xiaoyan must be blowing, how big a deal is that with assets of more than 100 million yuan, can such a person live in a yard and pay for it?

  Furthermore, Lu Feng is still so young, without the style of a boss. The bosses he imagined are all in groups, and there are a bunch of people behind him, which is definitely a state of staying away from strangers.

   "If you don't talk about work, the recent work has been a headache." Lu Feng naturally saw what he was thinking, and smiled: "Doing business, that's it, you have to pretend to be more generous when you go out."

Chen Hansheng laughed, opened the wine and poured it on Uncle Hong, and said: "You have a taste, this alley, I was considered the youngest before, and now it’s not for it. In a few decades, I will be like Uncle Hong, basking in the sun Yes, but I can’t compare to Uncle Hong. People are basking in the sun and decisively winning thousands of miles away.”

   "You kid!" Uncle Hong smiled happily.

   "But President Chen is still the most promising young man in our alley." Another uncle praised.

   "No, Mr. Lu is much better than me." Chen Hansheng took over the conversation and said: "This year has passed more than half of the time. I am generally very good this year, and I made half a hundred!"

   "Half a hundred? How much is it?"

   "More than half a million!"

   "Oh, hey, that's great, come, come, Han Sheng, I will respect you."

  Chen Hansheng drank a cup, Xiu'er sat next to her to eat and chatted with a group of women, the expression on her face vividly expressing the two words of pride.

   "Lu Feng, you have been busy for half a year, how much have you earned?" Xiu'er asked deliberately.

   "Me?" Lu Feng thought for a while and said, "I'm half a hundred people, I'm not even half a ten."

  Everyone burst into laughter, and Chen Hansheng took the opportunity to squeeze and said: "Aren't you doing a business of hundreds of millions?"

   "The transaction is hundreds of millions, and the profit is low. If you don't say it, it is all bitter tears." Lu Feng waved his hand and did not want to talk more.

  Zhang Fengxia was eating at the side, and whispered to Jiang Xiaoyan: "You asked him to give you a face, but he didn't do it."

   "He's just like this. I'm afraid that others will find out. It's another relationship and ask him to do something." Jiang Xiaoyan still knows Lu Feng. He pretends to be poor when he meets ordinary people, and fights wealth when he meets rich people.

  Don’t talk about Lu Feng, Jiang Xiaoyan is now afraid of being rich. When she goes home during the Chinese New Year, there are three floors inside and three floors outside. Don’t help. It’s all about it. Help, you can’t help.

   "Let's have one!" Chen Hansheng raised his glass and said.

  Everyone touched the cups, and Chen Hansheng suggested: “Let Uncle Hong say a few words to everyone. Everyone applauds.”

   There was a sparse applause at the scene, Uncle Hong stood up, cleared his throat, with a posture of an old cadre, and said: "Uh...that..."

   "Everyone gathers together, it is fate. Although this alley does not belong to the staff community, we must rely on the postal staff community. We are united and agreed."

  "Mutual help and friendship, we must do well in hygiene, family style, and neighbourhood blind date, we must do the three things, we must live in harmony, we must be united, we must...Um..."

   "Okay!!" Chen Hansheng took the lead and applauded.

  Everyone applauded, and Lu Feng just smiled and applauded.

  Uncle Hong sat down, held up his glass and said, “That’s how I am now. I told you a few years ago that there are thousands of people below.”

  "You are the leader. When you go to that station, the majesty will come out." Chen Hansheng flattered: "You have retired, but the majesty of the leadership still surrounds you."

   "Yes!"

   "Han Sheng is right!"

  Everyone agreed. Uncle Hong smiled very happily. He took a sip of white wine and his facial features were all wrinkled. He took a sip of cold dish and put it in his mouth. He asked, "Han Sheng, your logistics company is very profitable."

   "Thanks to you, it's easy to do things under the postal banner. Otherwise, you have to pay the road maintenance fee, let alone the roads in remote places." Chen Hansheng muttered.

   "Han Sheng does logistics, right?" Lu Feng asked.

   "Ah!" Chen Hansheng glanced at Lu Feng and said, "The owner of a company, a small company, can't compare with your hundreds of millions of transactions. There are dozens of trucks and hundreds of people under his hand."

   "Hundreds of people are there?"

   "Isn't there only a hundred people who came in last year?"

Xiu'er can't hold back anymore~www.readwn.com~ opened the mouth and said: "This year, this is not an expansion. We have set up a few unloading points in Changzhou and Lianyungang, but we can't increase the manpower. This year we have to expand. As Shanghai develops, it will soon become a big company."

   "Han Sheng is still capable, he will soon be the boss, living in a villa." A middle-aged man picked up his glass and said, "Come on, brother respects you."

  The people in the whole alley can take a high look. It is definitely a matter of sticking gold on the face. Chen Hansheng is a self-derogatory meal. He glanced at Lu Feng and said: "It's not as good as Mr. Lu, they are a business of hundreds of millions."

   "Mr. Chen, don't mention it anymore." Lu Feng smiled and said, "Otherwise, I can't eat anymore."

  Xiu'er put down her chopsticks, looked at Jiang Xiaoyan's comfort, and said, "You said that people are more popular than others, don't you?"

  Jiang Xiaoyan is more adaptable to this kind of neighborhood comparison. She grew up in this environment, smiled and didn't speak, Zhang Fengxia on the side couldn't help it a bit.

  She comes from a family of veteran officials. From a young age, no neighbor has run people like this, but she is not a person from this alley. She couldn't help but mutter: "Ignorance is sometimes a kind of happiness!"