industrial overlord

Chapter 14

Despite Zhu Tiejun's promise, Lin Zhenhua is not in a hurry to show his abilities.For Lin Zhenhua, the porter's job is not a hard job. Although his predecessor was a frail scholar, the body he inherited is a scout in the elite army. He has a lot of strength. not tired.He intends to be a porter for a period of time in order to adapt to the present society.

In addition to Zhong Rulin and Lin Zhenhua, there were three other porters in the moving team, namely Xu Zhanhua, Lu Baoan and Xiong Lijun.Xu Zhanhua and Lu Baoan, like Zhong Rulin, are middle-aged workers who are relatively stupid and unskilled, and can only do some moving work that does not require brains.Xiong Lijun, on the other hand, was just the opposite. His brain was too good, so he couldn't concentrate on anything. In the end, he was assigned to the moving class, leaving him with no hope of developing his IQ at all.

"Xiao Lin, do you still have Double Happiness? Give me another one, give me another one." Xiong Lijun stood next to Lin Zhenhua, begging for Double Happiness cigarettes from him shamelessly.Lin Zhenhua brought back a few packs of cigarettes from Tanzhou, gave two to Yang Chunshan, unpacked and sent a few packs to Chu Hongyang and other buddies, and brought the rest to the workshop to distribute to new colleagues.Zhong Rulin and other middle-aged workers smoked two cigarettes each, so they were embarrassed to ask for more, but Xiong Lijun's face was thick enough, seeing that Lin Zhenhua was easy to talk, he asked him for cigarettes from time to time.

"Old Xiong, I don't have a few left. Here, I'll give you another one." With a bitter face, Lin Zhenhua took out a half-shrunken cigarette case from his pocket, took out one, and handed it to the cigarette holder with a distressed look. Xiong Lijun.

Lin Zhenhua now has a feeling for the shortage of supplies in this era. If 30 years later, if Xiong Lijun asks him for cigarettes like this bitterly, he will definitely take out the whole pack of cigarettes and stuff them directly into Xiong Lijun's hands, but now, He could only give Xiong Lijun one by one.It would be strange if he gave the whole pack of cigarettes to such an ordinary colleague whom he had only known for a few days.

Xiong Lijun pulled the cigarette as if he had found a treasure, lit a match, held it in his mouth, and held the burning match in his hand, signaling to Lin Zhenhua, meaning to help Lin Zhenhua light his cigarette.

"I've had a sore throat for the past few days, so I won't smoke for now." Lin Zhenhua waved his hands.

"What are you doing with cigarettes if you don't smoke?" Xiong Lijun asked in surprise.

Lin Zhenhua smiled and said, "If I don't bring it, what are you smoking?"

"That's it, that's it." Xiong Lijun quickly responded, he took a deep breath of the cigarette, intoxicated for a while, and then said to Lin Zhenhua: "Xiao Lin, you are really good."

"Okay, do you still want this one after smoking this one?" Lin Zhenhua said.

"There is no separation between tobacco and alcohol." Xiong Lijun said in a rather righteous tone, "I tell you, when I get rich, I will ask you to smoke five yuan a pack of cigarettes, the kind imported from the United States, Marlboro .”

"Marlboro is not a good cigarette. The real good cigarettes are made in China. Little Panda, have you heard of it?" Lin Zhenhua said.

"Little panda? Never heard of it."

"That's it, this is the special cigarette provided by the central leadership."

"I have no hope of smoking the cigarettes of the central leadership. However, if I get rich, I really want to buy a pack of American cigarettes to try." Xiong Lijun's eyes sparkled when he said the word "get rich".

"Xiong, when will you get rich?" Xu Zhanhua said contemptuously.He knew this Xiong Lijun very well. He was a bachelor at the age of 20. He fed the whole family by himself. He spent all his salary every month. At the end of the month, he went around looking for people to borrow money. He belonged to the first generation of moonlight in China. family.Since there is nothing delicious at ordinary times, he will rub against anyone who has something to eat. His skin is thick and hard, like that kind of 50mm steel plate. It can be said that as long as you give him something to eat and drink, he will be fine.

When Xiong Lijun heard Xu Zhanhua's questioning, he was immediately discouraged: "Oh, I have no hope. It costs more than 30 yuan a month, and I can't even afford a good pack of cigarettes. What's the point of living this life."

Zhong Rulin persuaded: "Little Xiong, this is your fault. Look at Guo Haipeng, who entered the factory at the same time as you. He has learned technology well, and now he is paid 48 yuan, and he lives so frugally."

Xiong Lijun looked contemptuous: "Old Zhong, don't mention Guo Haipeng, no matter how bad I am, I won't be like him. Be a Commander Tang."

"Commander Tang?" Lin Zhenhua was a little dizzy, "What is the relationship between Guo Haipeng and Commander Tang?"

"Commander Tang, don't you know?" Lu Baoan, another porter, said, "It's that big fat guy in the movie "Battle in Shanghai". As soon as he came out, someone shouted 'Commander Tang is here', haven't you seen it?"

"I've seen it, it's Tang Enbo." Lin Zhenhua said, "What are the similarities between him and Guo Haipeng?"

Lu Baoan said: "You don't know, Xiao Guo is going to get married and save money to buy furniture and so on, so he is very economical about eating. Every meal in the dining hall, he only buys one soup to go with the meal, and one soup is only five cents. Doesn’t this save money? Xiao Xiong and his bachelors laughed at Xiao Guo, saying that he only drank soup and that he was Commander Tang.”

"Is there such a thing?" Lin Zhenhua was stunned. In his era, he had heard of house slaves and so on. People often complained on the Internet, saying that in order to save money to buy a house, he was reluctant to eat out for several months. This was already that era. It's a very sad thing.Unexpectedly, in this era, there are still such young people who only drink five cents soup per meal in order to save money to buy furniture.You know, it's not about not eating vegetables for a certain meal, but relying on a vegetable soup for meals year after year.Lin Zhenhua has seen the five-cent soup in the dining hall before. It is basically a few cabbage leaves with a few pinpoint-sized oily flowers floating in it.

"Nowadays young people are too particular about getting married." Lu Baoan concluded, "A set of furniture with a sofa requires 48 legs, and what else is three-turn and one-press, that is, bicycles, watches, sewing machines, and cameras. It’s only more than 40 yuan, if you want to buy these things, if you don’t save it from your mouth, where else can you save it?”

"What is 48 legs?" Lin Zhenhua hurriedly asked for advice. This is a major event related to the happiness of a lifetime, and there is no harm in asking in advance.

"It's the number of pieces of furniture. Calculated based on the four legs of each piece of furniture, there are actually more than 48 pieces." Lu Baoan said, "Have you heard someone say it? There are four large wardrobes, small wardrobes, medium wardrobes, high and low cabinets, and camphor wood boxes." Yes, dressing table, writing desk, electroplated round table set up, six foldable chairs, play poker when set up..."

"Relying on salary to save these things?" Lin Zhenhua clicked his tongue. A set of 48-legged furniture costs at least a thousand yuan. Bicycles, watches, sewing machines, and cameras are all more than 100 yuan. Up to now, the whole set of things to get married will cost 2000 yuan, which is equivalent to three or four years' wages of an ordinary worker.The point is that during these three or four years, the worker still has to eat, dress, and wash, and it is impossible to have no expenses at all. Therefore, it is really a huge project to save this money.

Xiong Lijun sneered and said: "I wouldn't be so stupid. No matter how close I am to my wife, can I kiss my stomach better? I would rather be a bachelor for the rest of my life than treat my stomach badly. Look at Guo Haipeng, he is so skinny now, I really doubt that if he takes his wife home, he can still move it? Maybe he has to ask me for help..."

"This...they didn't intend to ask you for help, so you should take care of yourself." Lin Zhenhua said sweatingly.

Xiong Lijun regained his confidence from the process of belittling Guo Haipeng. He smiled flatteringly at Lin Zhenhua: "Xiao Lin, that... can I have another one? Look, I'm still addicted to smoking."

Lin Zhenhua took out a cigarette and distributed one to everyone. Several middle-aged workers waved their hands to express their refusal. Seeing Lin Zhenhua's resolute attitude, they accepted it embarrassingly.Xiong Lijun took the cigarette quickly, lit it for himself first, and then helped several others, and then said: "I like people like Xiao Lin. They don't hide such good cigarettes. Let Commander Tang buy them." Try a box of Double Happiness, and I still feel bad for him. After finally buying a box of golden leaves, I hide it for fear that someone will smoke him."

Lin Zhenhua looked at Xiong Lijun, who was smoking greedily, and felt a little emotional for a moment. He tentatively asked: "Old Xiong, you said that if one day, you could earn 10 times your current salary..."

"You can kill me!" Xiong Lijun answered without waiting for Lin Zhenhua to finish, "Xiaolin, tell me, where is there such an opportunity? Don't say 10 times, even if it is 5 times, I will risk my life. gone."

"Hehe, I think, there will be such an opportunity." Lin Zhenhua said to him inconspicuously.To be honest, Lin Zhenhua himself wanted to find such an opportunity, but where is the opportunity?
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(End of this chapter)