Song Shifeng's 1991

"This, for me?" He grinned, not knowing which expression to put on for a moment.

"En." Yan Dong made a sound through his nose...

"This, for me?" He grinned, not knowing which expression to put on for a moment.

"Yeah." Yan Dong made a sound through his nose, and then said as if explaining, "They say knitting scarves is warm." Red complements him, the suit he wore in the tailor shop next door last time is red, especially nice.Then he was moved when he saw the red wool.

I really didn't control my hand, so I bought it when I was screaming.

After sending it off, he secretly made up his mind to leave.

Song Shifeng's hands warmed by the wool are sweating now, so the wool is good wool, but the problem is that Yan Dong, a big man, gives another big man wool, so it seems strange.

Let him knit his own scarf?There are two or three catties of wool in this bag, not to mention scarves, sweaters and trousers are enough to knit a whole set.

"Don't like it?" Yan Dong was tense, afraid of being seen by him, deliberately pretending to be indifferent, "I don't like to let go, I don't force it."

"Give it to me and it's mine, whether you like it or not, it's mine!" He made a digging look, and could he spit out what Song Shifeng ate?dream!

Yan Dong didn't know when he mentioned it, and his heart fell to the ground, and Song Shifeng's financial obsession made him smile unconsciously.

Seeing Song Shifeng solemnly put the ball of wool into the box, Yan Dong felt that he would be happy even if it was pressed to the bottom of the box.

Just accept it.

As if there was no reason to stay any longer, Yan Dong reluctantly moved his eyes away, and was about to leave.

"I haven't asked you yet, why did it take so long this time?" Song Shifeng chatted casually. It would take more than half a month for this guy to leave, and the yard was too quiet.

The raised leg was lowered again, "I rested there for two days after delivering the goods, and I happened to have a batch of wool in stock, so I pulled it back." After finishing speaking, Yan Dong was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he quickly explained, "You are not in stock, but in stock. It's acrylic thread, yours is cashmere."

"Even if it's in stock, I don't dislike it." Song Shifeng teased, "I know it's your wish."

Mind, even if you bring a stone back, it's also a friendship, and it's his turn to dislike it.

Yan Dong knew that what he said was not his own, but he still couldn't help but feel a little bit of joy, and after he was happy, he felt cheap again, like a fool worrying about gains and losses.

A fool can't control his heart.

Song Shifeng, who was secretly in love with someone, went to work happily, and the one who stayed behind hurried out after washing his face and cleaning up his mess.Apart from the secret love that is suppressed in his heart, he is also busy.

It is said that a batch of wool is pulled back, but it is not pulled for others, it is the goods eaten by oneself, and now I have to get rid of it quickly.

Speaking of which, Song Shifeng owed a little credit to getting this batch of goods. At that time, after unloading the goods, Yan Dong didn't want to go back so soon, so he stayed in the local area for two more days, and then found that there was a lot of wool here, so he wanted to bring some back to him on a whim.At that time, he didn't even think about the problem of giving a man wool, he just saw something good and wanted to buy it all for him.

When I was picking goods and chatting, I accidentally got the news that the goods were understocked, and then I asked a few more, and found that 80.00% of the manufacturers here were understocked in the warehouse and could not be sold.

In the past, it was a planned economy, where we produced as much as we sold, but now we are changing to a market economy. Many manufacturers can't keep up, and they don't let go of the old things.

Yan Dong immediately used his brain, went to all the woolen shops on the street, shopped around and got a batch of goods.

On the way back, the car was filled with a car full of wool, acrylic, cheap and bright in color.

Yan Dong had already thought about it when he bought the goods, he wanted cheap acrylic yarns, which could be sold in their small town, if he bought wool and cashmere, he would only end up smashing his hands.

Ask him how he knows what acrylic yarn is. Let's put it this way, no one knows acrylic wool these days, and ordinary people wear sweaters made of this kind of wool!

When the car drove to the county town, a stall was set up on the side of the road to sell wool.

Off-season half-price sales, cheap, good-looking and affordable, and the quality is no problem. For a while, everyone flocked to it, and the big girls, daughter-in-laws, aunts, and old ladies in most of the county were crazy about it.

It's always cold, and the family has to wear sweaters. If you don't buy them now, when will you buy them?You must know that many people are usually reluctant to buy new wool these days. When the sweater is too small, they dismantle the old sweater and match some new ones before knitting it together.Especially for middle-aged women, if there are a lot of people in the stall, they have to find ways to save money. They are all living, and few are willing to use new wool.Now that wool is so cheap, I am cruel to add one and a half pieces to my family, and everyone, big and small, is happy.

A truckload of goods was sold until dark, and it only sold for a big hole, but it had already exhausted the two of them.It doesn't sound like a lot of sales, right? This is a big coal truck, and the whole truckload is quite large, and it has wiped out Yan Dong's family. It is definitely amazing to be able to sell so much in half a day.

"Brother, with this momentum, we can earn this amount!" San Gangzi was doing all the calculations, with a smile on his face.There is also his original book, 800 yuan, although it is not much, but it can be doubled, covering his original salary of more than two months!

"En." Yan Dong absent-mindedly replied, but he was thinking about something else.

San Gangzi didn't pay attention to his perfunctory, and his eyes glowed imaginatively, "This batch of goods can be sold out in a week, and we will make a batch of goods every time we go to a place, and we can make at least thirty or forty batches in a year." Goods." He quickly calculated an account, "Eight hundred becomes one thousand, one thousand six becomes three thousand two, three thousand two becomes six thousand four, six thousand four becomes twelve thousand eight... Damn, no need We will grow up in one year!"

Yan Dong slapped him on the back of the head, "I said you should hurry up when you are dreaming."

"Why is it a dream? I calculated it based on reality!"

"1 yuan becomes [-] yuan, and [-] yuan becomes [-] yuan. Where do you get so much goods? What kind of goods? Who are you selling them to? Do you want to buy another car for you?"

"Looking for goods, just like this time, if there are too many goods, I will take care of the car again. It's not a big deal. It's tens of thousands of business, and it's still a little money?"

"I said you are fat and you are still panting." Yan Dong didn't want to talk to him anymore, "Then you look for it hard, I wish you success as soon as possible."

San Gangzi muttered, "That's not something that can be easily grasped."

"I'm leaving again in two days, will you go?"

"Go!" He opened his mouth to answer, but then hesitated, "What about the wool? It won't be sold out in two days."

"I entrusted my second brother's family to sell it, and gave him half of the profit."

"Half profit?"

"Mine, you have a lot of points."

"No, no, I don't have much."

Yan Qiu got a good job from the third brother, and the whole family joined the battle, it happened to be another Sunday, and the hands of counting money were soft.

The second sister-in-law, Yang Pandi, has been selling for a whole day. She has never sold goods like this for so many years in a small shop, and the money is stuffed into her hands as if it is not money. This is business, happy!

In the future, if the third brother can help them get some good goods back...

Yan Dong set off again quietly, and Song Shifeng still didn't know anything, and was anxious to get angry every day with his big magazine that he didn't know if it could be hatched.

It is easy to make mistakes if you are in a hurry. I only remembered it when I received Lu Ting's complaint call. He forgot to Guan Ping and Guan Yue, and made people fly away.

The big client smiled sullenly, and the hairs on the back of Song Shifeng's neck and heels stood up.

Song Shifeng's head hurt for a while, it's really a house leak happened overnight, it's a problem everywhere!

He found that since he took over Ping Guanyue's job, he ran all the way to the big pit, one pit after another, killing people is not worth life.

But now that he wants to retire, it's too late, and he can't afford to pay for his wealth.

Gotta find a good job for that guy.He used his brains, but he had heard him talking about the latest show in Paris in the past few days, but he didn't have the money to let him go to see it.Flying from Shanghai to Paris costs four to five thousand for one person, and [-] for two people, plus tickets, accommodation and meals, why not just sell him.

At this moment he felt that he was really too poor, two air tickets would clean out his pockets, he was so pitifully poor.

He couldn’t go to Paris, but he heard that Shanghai happened to have a fabric fair, so he simply bought people one get one free, and Guan Pingyue took Yang Jiabao to pack them up and send them to Shanghai, and even approved a sum of money for them to buy promising fabrics. There are many.

After sending away the troublemakers, Zhang Aiguo brought someone to the door.

"Brother Zhang, this is... your daughter?" Song Shifeng was speechless.

"My sister!" Zhang Aiguo almost died of anger, is he that old?It's not that it's 12 years old, and it's not 22 years old!

This combination of old and young is really misleading. Zhang Aiguo, he looks a little anxious. He said more than 30 lines, and there is nothing wrong with saying [-]. That's all. The biggest problem is the girl next to him. Thin and small, like a girl who just entered high school, or the kind of malnourished, shriveled, it is difficult not to be misunderstood.

"Oh, I forgot, Brother Wang, you are still an innocent boy, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The words didn't mean sorry at all, they just owed a beating. After finishing speaking, I didn't forget to smile and look at the girl, "This is what you said artist?"

The girl took a step forward without blinking her eyes, and directly handed over a thick dozen of documents, as if the person in front of her was not a handsome guy, but just an ordinary gentleman, "Boss Song, right? I'm Zhang Xiaoni, this is my resume and what I have done case."

As soon as Song Shifeng took over this resume, he felt a heavy pressure on his hands, and when he saw it again, a beautiful lower script stroke was the first to catch people's attention. Even writing this word without saying anything makes people like it.

After recruiting for so long, this is the first time he has received a serious resume. The most formal one used to be the veterinary technical secondary school student, but it was just a thin piece of paper as a resume.Brackets dog crawling word.

I really don't know, it's like jumping like a fairy.This resume is not only introduced by me, but the magazine cases behind are the key points. Song Shifeng really liked it at a glance.

Close your eyes, this is what he wants. It's atmospheric, fashionable, and textured. It's worth the money just by looking at it!

What's even better is that this person can not only edit, but also draw, which is more than enough for a magazine.

"Hey, can you say a word!" Zhang Aiguo concealed his uneasiness in his impatience. Don't look at him being awesome, but he is actually concerned about his sister's work.

"Ms. Zhang Xiaoni, you are welcome to join the three-person company." Song Shifeng stretched out his hand, showing a smile like a spring breeze. Corporal Lixian didn't feel much, but looked like a peacock spreading its tail.

Unconsciously, he shook his tail hair.

Does it matter whether you are facing a man or a woman?Anyone can open it.

Zhang Xiaoni stared blankly at Song Shifeng, who was sloppy, "You don't look like a good person when you smile."

Song Shifeng's face froze with a smile, "I... don't look like a good person?" He looked at the little girl's video in disbelief, then turned to look for her brother, "Tell your sister, am I a good person?"

"No." Zhang Aiguo dismantled the situation very shamelessly.

Really, really brothers and sisters!

Zhang Aiguo confessed to his sister in front of him, "No one dares to bully you when he works here, we are creditors!"

"You say that! Save me some face!" Song Shifeng was so depressed that the two brothers and sisters were alike.

"Let's go, the mine is busy." Zhang Aiguo walked out the door with his chin raised like a big cock.

It's obviously a chicken, but if you want to be like a crab, it's not foolish.

"Where should I sit?" Zhang Xiaoni asked seriously.

Song Shifeng led her directly to the big office, and gave her the only computer with a big butt.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoni finally showed a different expression on the face of the computer, she seemed to be smiling?

Song Shifeng thought to himself, he had an expression, like a robot, much more difficult to deal with than his brother.

"Come on, let me introduce our company's colleagues to you." He introduced several members of the office, and there were only two people present, the office assistant and accountant Feng Binji monkey, and the chef Sister Li.The other two were introduced separately.

Zhang Xiaoni blinked, "It's gone?"

In such a big place, only these few people, Song Shifeng also felt that they lacked momentum, so he brought out the bearded photographer again.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Zhang Xiaoni realized that there were really only a few people, and suddenly...

Originally, she heard from his brother that it was a new magazine. At the start-up stage, she thought that it might be very simple, but she had a beautiful idea. As long as she can make a good magazine, it will be fine without laymen.

But she really didn't expect that there is no expert in this magazine. From the editor-in-chief to the handyman, all the staff are self-proclaimed, and no one knows what they do.

In just a short while, she has heard about the arduous process of obtaining the manuscript, and the weird accidents in the photo shooting. It can be said that each of them came up one after another, and all the staff fiddled with each other.

This is not an outsider commanding an expert, it is simply a coal boss looking for trouble when he has nothing to do.

She doubted whether the magazine would be able to hatch smoothly. What would she do if it collapsed after two or three months?

The thought of losing her job gave her a splitting headache. Before she came here, her elder brother said that if she didn't want to work here, she could go to the mine. He could afford it!

What are you raising, a giant baby?

"Let me make a suggestion." In the end, she decided to save this dilapidated small company.

Song Shifeng gave him an encouraging look.

"Magazine art can be entrusted to me, and I can also produce it, but we need a professional copy editor."

"There will be, and we are doing it."

"When will I be able to recruit?"

"Uh..." God knows.

"I can find one. He is not a major. He has been an editor for six years and is very professional."

"Yes!" Song Shifeng said in one word.

This made Zhang Xiaoni raise her eyes, and said in a surprised tone, "Don't you ask him why he resigned?"

"What's the point of asking, there are only a few things back and forth, low wages, being excluded, not being valued, being bullied can't get out of these big boxes. I have only one requirement, capable, willing to do, able to do, and everything else It's easy to say." Song Shifeng knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and he didn't know anything about the magazine after so long, but he still knew something about the domestic magazines.In an enterprise where seniority is considered, it is not a professional background, and there is no backstage. Life is difficult even if you think about it, and it is even more difficult to get ahead.

"I'll call him when I get back." Zhang Xiaoni nodded. Anyway, she is straightforward, which is also an advantage.

Song Shifeng praised Zhang Aiguo in his heart, buy one get one free, and make a lot of money.

He suddenly found that the guy was a little cute.hey-hey.

The text editor came faster than Zhang Xiaoni, a gentle man, wearing glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, and not very talkative, so he went through the manuscript when he came up, accurately found out the selling point, divided it into three or six, and waited in the file Clip it well.Things are done quickly and methodically, and what's even better is that he can write better than those amateurs, full of talent.

Song Shifeng breathed a sigh of relief, and invited the big guys to have a great meal that night, which was regarded as a clean-up for the new employees.