Rebirth: I Want to Surf

Tong County is an inalienable part of our territory!

The face of Jingmen is far away and poor. Although it has been divided into districts, for the people of the capital—mainly the old Beijingers of the Forty-Nine City—they don’t think it’s BJ, or the name of Tong County and Tong County.

Who wants to go to Tong County, it is almost the same as going to Langfang; whoever wants to go to Miyun and Huairou, good guy, it is almost the same as going to Cangzhou.

Cangzhou! Shi Weitian faces Yixiaotang, Xilaile misses the proprietress there...

At this time, the Batong Line has not opened yet, and the distance is troublesome. Yao Yuan first took the subway to Sihuidong, and then transferred to the bus to reach the boundary of Tongxian County.

In the evening, Yao Yuan got out of the car.

The old uncle squatted at the station sign and waited, clasping his hands and shrinking his neck. He has perfectly presented the temperament of a migrant worker after he has been in Beijing for a month.

"uncle!"

"Hey, why did you bring things all the way?"

"Mid-Autumn Festival, just buy something to eat."

The old uncle took the plastic bag, which contained moon cakes, fruits, and several packets of cooked food. Surprisingly, there were two Zhongnanhais.

Yo!

Two Zhongnanhais are not cheap anymore.

He looked at his eldest nephew, a rough man also has a careful eye, and he noticed something different. My family is poor, and I often ask Yao Yuemin for help. Yao Yuan's attitude is always neither salty nor cold, and he is rarely enthusiastic.

"How are you doing here, are you still used to it?"

"It's not bad, it's about the same as our county, it's pretty broken."

The old uncle led him to the residence, and said: "I went to Shanxi this month, and I went out for a long time. The rest are in the suburbs of Beijing, Tangshan, and Langfang. Anyway, I can eat enough. There is meat. I live here." slightly worse."

The journey was not far, and after a while, I arrived at the bungalow area and entered a yard.

Just in time for six or seven people, Wu Yangyang came out, some were tall and some were short, but they were all strong men, some were shirtless in cold weather, and they were all full of tendons.

"Old Yao, who is this?"

"My eldest nephew, come to see me, why are you going whoring?"

"Why don't you prostitute after paying the money, let's go!"

After the old man greeted him, he turned his head and saw Yao Yuan's eyes shining, and hurriedly said, "Hey, I don't have any money in my pocket. I only have 50 yuan pocket money this month, not even enough to buy cigarettes!"

"I do not believe."

"I really have no money, your father asked me to send all the money back, I..."

"Anyway, I don't believe it."

wipe!

The old man smashed it, smashed his mouth, and didn't explain. The two of them entered the room, the environment was really bad, the bunk beds were in a mess, and there was a smell of not taking a bath for a long time.

"I originally planned to go to a restaurant, but after thinking about it, I made better food than theirs, so I bought some vegetable meat..."

"It's almost done, you sit and wait."

In fact, Yao Yuan felt that the most suitable job for the old man was to open a restaurant, but he just didn't like it, and it was okay to make a meal every now and then, but he quit every day.

After a while, the food was served.

There are fish and ribs, soup and vegetables, plus cooked food brought by Yao Yuan.

"This is too much, I can't eat it."

"I can't eat leftovers, it's not too much food."

The old man casually unscrewed the old black and white TV, waiting to watch the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.

Basically Yao Yuan was bringing up the topic, because there was really nothing to talk about, a handsome young man who started his own business after reading the file, and a veteran who was working in Beijing, what was there to talk about?

After the "News Network", there was a party, which was held at the Slender West Lake in Yangzhou, both sides of the Taiwan Strait and Singapore, so we could see International Zhang, Zhao Feite, Tian Zhen, Power Train, Fan Wenfang and others on stage one after another.

Just as he was watching, the courtyard door rang, and Uncle Sun, whom he had met once at the train station—Sun Jianjun came in.

His face was flushed, and his footsteps were blurred. It looked like he had just finished drinking.

"Hey, the college students are here! Oh yes, it's Mid-Autumn Festival today, it's so nice of you to have a family reunion."

"It's just in time to come back. There is a whole table full of dishes, so help me eat."

"I just got off the wine table."

"Then have some food."

After pushing back a few times, Sun Jianjun still sat down. He also had a rough temperament, but he was wearing a decent shirt and a watch, showing his different identities.

"The final payment is settled?" the old man asked.

"It's over, three melons and two dates made me three bottles of Jiannanchun, all of them are nothing!"

He opened his leather bag, took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills, and slapped them on the table.

Yao Yuan glanced at it and estimated it was 10,000 yuan, and asked, "Is this the final payment for the daytime activities?"

"Yes, a company is holding a National Day performance, and the company sends the work."

"Your profit is good."

"It's all false!"

Taking advantage of the still drinking energy, Sun Jianjun said: "For example, if a company holds a party with a budget of 1 million, the stage expenses usually account for one-third, which is 300,000.

But after people's internal deductions, I really have 30,000 yuan left in my hands, thank God. The 30,000 has to be paid to the company, and these brothers have to be supported, so I can earn some hard money. "

Having said that, Yao Yuan understood.

Sun Jianjun and the so-called performance company are more like a cooperative relationship. The company introduces the work and gets a share, and he supports his group of people by himself.

"How is the performance market now?"

"Yeah, great!"

"What's a good way, all big stars and big companies?"

"Eh!"

Yao Yuan scratched Sun Jianjun's itch with one sentence, and said: "This thing, it used to be called walking acupuncture points, and it became popular in the 1990s. It will be full of singers, such as "Xiaofang", "Alian" and "Big Sedan", as long as it is called It must be familiar to everyone, and the appearance fee starts at 50,000.

Later, those who made TV dramas also got up, and the actors also started to play tricks, such as the one who played Little Swallow. The appearance fee will scare you to death! It's a pity we didn't take her job..."

Sun Jianjun looked quite regretful, paused and said, "Why is it so popular? Because the boss is generous, like those big state-owned enterprises, big private enterprises, coal bosses, and real estate in the past two years, each one is more willing to spend money than the other.

We went to Shanxi a while ago, you know "Long March", right? "

"I know, I know, Tang Guoqiang."

"Hey, that's right, this TV series is so popular! The coal boss worshiped the teachers, and asked Tang Guoqiang, Liu Jin, and Chen Daoming to go by name, and the package price was 800,000.

Of course, the boss of our company did it himself, so I'll beat him up..."

Sun Jianjun explained again, for fear of being misunderstood that he ate meat, he said:

"Chen Daoming is not easy to deal with. Our boss took a lot of favors to agree. Liu Jin is okay. Tang Guoqiang is the happiest. The money is in place, apart from anything else. The main thing at the scene is that he eased the atmosphere and read a poem. Anyway, the coal boss is very happy."

yes!

Wouldn't he be able to drive an excavator?

Yao Yuan rubbed his nose, suddenly he wanted to be amused, Zhen Te Niang's demons danced wildly. And he thought about his plan, and said, "Uncle Sun, I think the performance market is just getting started, and the good days are yet to come."

"Oh? How to say?"

"Do you know that China is going to join the WTO?"

"Uh, I know, does it matter?" Sun Jianjun was taken aback.

"Of course, China's entry into the WTO means more opportunities to make money, and the big state-owned and private companies you mentioned will double their growth.

And now the real estate market is booming, the room for appreciation is far from over, and the real estate is rich, so opening events and anniversary celebrations are nothing to worry about.

The real estate has to buy land, the government has to sell land, the housing boom, and even the local government has money... Just say, with so many big clients waiting, can the performance market be bad? "

Hiss!

Sun Jianjun was sober after listening to the wine, looked up and down the young man, then looked at the old uncle, and said: "Old Yao, you are a great nephew!"

(besides……)