Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

"More than just acquaintance, Wen Laosan has been a janitor for more than 20 years and is a distant relative of the factory director. I used to deal with this old guy a lot when I was working in the leather factory."

Uncle Zhang knows everything.

"I'm telling you Mu Zhi, this grandson is waiting for you to stuff him a cigarette before letting you in. Otherwise, you go find a leather factory leader to restrain him. There is no other way."

Before Wang Muzhi could speak, Uncle Zhang continued.

"How about this? I'll take you there, and I guess Mr. Wen can give me three points of thin noodles."

"Uncle Zhang, thank you for your kindness, but I'd better think of a solution first. If it doesn't work, I'll ask you to come over and help me."

"That's fine, you young people have many options."

Looking at Uncle Zhang's leaving figure, Wang Muzhi was still full of gratitude.

When other people encounter this kind of thing, they will definitely not take the initiative to come over and talk to these outsiders. How can they be as warm-hearted as Uncle Zhang.

At the same time, after receiving the news, Shao Huafeng rushed to the hospital ward carrying fruit.

Looking at Jiang Changge, whose head was wrapped in white gauze on the hospital bed, he couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Changge also knew that he didn't look good like this, so he responded with an embarrassed smile.

"Jiang Changge, how badly injured are you? This gauze shouldn't be wasted like this, right?"

"Hey, I said it was fine at all, but they didn't listen at all. They insisted on wrapping me up in three layers, and they refused to allow me to pull it off privately."

"This is to give Uncle Jiang face."

"Who said it wasn't."

Shao Huafeng sat down, peeled an apple and handed it to Jiang Changge, asking about what happened last night.

After listening to Jiang Changge's words, Shao Huafeng was silent for a long time, but Jiang Changge finally broke the silence.

"Xiaofeng, what are you thinking about?"

"What did Uncle Jiang say?"

"My dad called just now and told me to be discharged from the hospital immediately, so as not to waste medical resources by staying here. Then he immediately went to thank Wang Muzhi for his life-saving grace."

"Since Uncle Jiang said so, the incident last night must have been investigated clearly."

Of course Jiang Changge knew what he meant.

"Yes, it seems that I really misunderstood him. He saved me this time. No matter what the circumstances, I have to thank him. What's more, my dad also said that he would let me get along well with him, which naturally benefits me. "

"It seems that Uncle Jiang is very optimistic about Wang Muzhi. This guy is really capable."

"cut."

Seeing Shao Huafeng praising Wang Muzhi, Jiang Changge snorted in discomfort.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly. I just want people to see which house in Huilongguan is better. This time I will throw all my belongings in and wait to make a fortune!"

"Why are you so anxious? I asked your cousin to check if there are any results?"

"What the heck, Uncle Jiang is in a high position, how can he be inferior to my cousin's investigation results? Has your brain been hit with a brick?"

"You're right."

"Let me tell you Jiang Changge, your biggest problem is pride. You always think that everyone in the world is not as good as you. Do you understand that you will suffer from this character? Even Uncle Jiang asked you to compete with Wang Mu Zhixue, do you understand what this means?"

"Hey, hey, hey... don't pull my ears. I was wrong. I'll go and apologize to him later. If I don't do it right, I'll kowtow to him a few times."

"You're just talking nonsense. Your skin is itchy again, right? Let's go quickly."

According to the address left by Wang Muzhi, the two rushed to Huilongguan, but they did not expect that Wang Muzhi was opposite the tannery gate at this time, staring ahead.

A child was nodding and bowing at the door.

"Uncle Wen, just let me go in and meet the factory director. That person really wants to rent a house."

"Xiao Peng, are you free and have nothing to do? Is the factory director someone you can see if you want to?"

Wen Laosan stood there with his hands behind his back, and those who didn't know thought he was some kind of leader.

Chu Zhipeng replied.

"Uncle Wen, I'm just here to earn a living. Please let me in for my dad's sake. If this happens, I will definitely buy you a cigarette."

Wen Laosan glanced sideways at the short Chu Zhipeng.

"Okay, okay, you little thing is not big and you still learn from others to do business. Let me tell you, I only want to talk to you for the sake of your dead father. Otherwise, I would have kicked you in the face." Now, get out of here!"

"Uncle Wen..."

"Go, go, don't worry, I'm too lazy to talk to you. You can go in if you want. Go buy me cigarettes now, buy good cigarettes!"

Seeing that Chu Zhipeng didn't speak, Wen Laosan pushed Chu Zhipeng away impatiently.

Chu Zhipeng was pushed directly to the ground, and his hand was scratched by the sand.

Wen Laosan went back to the chair at the door and sat down leisurely without looking, waving the cattail leaf fan in his hand and speaking proudly.

"Boy, don't think that you can have a relationship with me because your dad died in the tannery. Let me tell you, your dad crawled out of the soil today, and I, Old Wen, still don't give him face. You little bastard still wants to have a relationship with me. ,Pooh!"

No matter how good-tempered a person is, he cannot bear to be humiliated like this.

Chu Zhipeng got up from the ground and glared at the other party, with fire in his eyes.

"Wen Laosan, if you don't get in, you won't get in. You don't have to bring my dad out to make a case. Don't think that I don't know. If my dad hadn't pushed you back then, he wouldn't have been smashed to death!"

"You're right, little bastard, this is the fate of me, Mr. Wen. Who said I shouldn't die?"

Wen Laosan admitted openly, crossing his legs and smiling triumphantly.

"I can't help it. Who told your dad to deserve it? I have been a doorman for more than ten years and have never had any accidents. Who knew that such an accident would happen when your dad came here? I haven't said that your dad is a loser. ."

"You...you fart!"

Chu Zhipeng would never allow anyone to insult his father, and he would take action if someone came up to him.

After all, he is still a child.

Wen Laosan held him down with his left hand and raised his right hand to slap him.

But he was caught directly.

A cold voice came.

"His father is your savior. Even if you don't admit it, you can't treat his son like this!"

"Brother Wang!"

Chu Zhipeng was extremely surprised, while Wen Laosan looked gloomy.

"Boy, it's none of your business, get out of here!"

"It's you who should get out!"

Wang Mu kicked Mr. Wen out, pulled Chu Zhipeng up from the ground and patted the dirt on his body.

"Are you OK?"

"I'm fine!" Chu Zhipeng puffed up his chest and answered simply, but in an instant he felt a little ashamed. He lowered his head and whispered: "Brother, I originally planned to take credit from you for doing this, but now it seems..."

"This has nothing to do with you. The most important thing in life is dignity. If a person's dignity can be trampled under his feet and his father can be insulted for something, then this kind of person is not worthy of following me!"

Wang Mu looked at Chu Zhipeng with admiration.

"You did a good job. If you don't mind it, you can follow me from now on."