bonanza

Chapter 33 Door to Door Sales

This is no surprise, a truck in Yangshan was thrown at the gate of the steel factory, even the blind could see it.

Why would someone set fire to the gate of the steel factory, and why would someone throw a whole truckload of goods at the gate of the steel plant and run away?If you use your brain a little bit, you will find that there is something tricky in it.

Then follow the license plate number to find Yangshan, which is also a matter of course.

"Go, go and see!"

When Yang Dongsheng arrived, he saw that the gate of Yang Shan's house was full of people, and the two gates lay crookedly on one side, being pointed at.

Yangshan has always had a bad reputation, otherwise future generations would not go to build temples to accumulate reputation for themselves.Yang Shan was unlucky, but Yang Dongsheng and Yang Jiayun were not the only ones who were happy.

"Yang Huai really has two skills." Yang Jiayun pointed.

The truck loaded with scraps was still parked in front of Yang Shan's house, but unfortunately the truck was empty and the contents inside had already been unloaded.

Yang Dongsheng listened carefully to the discussions around him, and it was nothing more than that he already knew that Yang Shan had a problem, and that if Yang Shan went in this time, he would definitely not be able to get out.

It's all an afterthought.

At this time, more than [-] people came out of Yang Shan's house one after another, their faces were anxious and uneasy, and some of them looked like dead fathers.

"Who are they?" Yang Dongsheng asked.

"They? They are all drivers of Yangshan." Yang Jiayun looked at them and said.

"Jiayun, according to the information you have inquired, how many drivers are there under Yang Shan who smoke Hongtashan?"

"How many? There must be four or five, what's the matter, bro?"

"Four or five? That's good! Jiayun, you find a way to spread the news, saying that Yang Shan has been recruited at the police station, and put all the responsibility on the driver. If you don't want to be blamed, you'd better go to the police station to confess " Yang Dongsheng pointed at the drivers with the ugliest faces, "Especially let those who smoke Hongtashan know."

"Okay, brother!"

Yang Dongsheng returned to the mine, and Yang Jiayun went to release the news.

As soon as I got to the door, I heard Zhou Ying's voice from behind the house, "Xiao Huang, Xiao Huang! Xiao Huang, where are you? I brought you food."

"Xiao Huang, when did Zhou Ying meet a person surnamed Huang? Why didn't I know? He called him so affectionately, and even gave him food." Yang Dongsheng suddenly felt as if someone had planted grassland on his head, and his mind was like this Thinking, the headache is even worse.

"So you're here! Look at your dirty body. It's cold, are you cold at night?" Zhou Ying's voice came again.

Yang Dongsheng tiptoed to the back of the house, he wanted to see who this surnamed Huang was, and then try to drive this competitor away.

"Xiao Huang, where is your family? Why are you the only one left? Is there no one who wants you? How pitiful!" I saw Zhou Ying stroking the back fur of a palm-sized yellow civet cat, but this guy But buried his head and only cared about eating.

Yang Dongsheng let out a long sigh of relief, almost thinking that he was cheated.

"This kind of cat can't be fed like this." Yang Dongsheng came out and said.

"All I feed it are leftovers and leftovers." Zhou Ying said quickly when he saw that it was Yang Dongsheng.

"I know it eats leftovers, leftovers, but this is an orange cat, if you feed it like this, it will turn into a pig."

"How could a cat turn into a pig?" Zhou Ying obviously didn't understand these jokes about future generations.

"You will know about this later. If you like it, you can take it into the house and raise it. After a while, it will snow. Such a small cat can't survive the winter in the wild. Anyway, I don't have it in the house. A mouse catcher."

"really?"

"Of course, whoops, a headache!"

Another piece of waste paper was thrown on the ground. The salary will be paid tomorrow. It is usually a simple matter, but due to migraines, Yang Dongsheng's calculation results are different every time, and the more he calculates, the more headaches become.

Migraines don't just affect memory.When Yang Donggao took the exam in his previous life, although his migraine was much better, he failed to calculate the results of all the big math problems in the end, and handed in the paper after only listing the formulas.Fortunately, there are steps. He got 139 in the mathematics test back then, so he could be admitted to university.

Yang Dongsheng couldn't entrust Yang Jiayun with the task of settling accounts. When he was in school, Yang Jiayun often only scored more than ten points in math tests.

Yang Dongsheng really misses the Excel table of later generations.

"Do you have a headache?" Suddenly a voice came from behind Yang Dongsheng.

Yang Dongsheng turned around and saw that it was Zhou Ying. She carried the yellow civet cat into the house and made a small nest for it.

"Nervous migraine, old problem, can't do anything when it hurts."

"Let me rub it for you, I see it like this on other people's TV."

"All right!"

Two soft hands pressed to Yang Dongsheng's temples, and a faint fragrance came from behind.

"How about I do the math for you?" Zhou Ying said after rubbing for a while.

"Do you know?"

"Isn't it just a matter of adding, adding, subtracting, and subtracting? Who doesn't know how to do this?"

"Okay, come on." Anyway, it doesn't matter if you miscalculated, Yang Dongsheng gave up the seat to Zhou Ying.

After a short meeting, Zhou Ying came up with the result.

Yang Dongsheng took the paper and looked at it, and it was the same as the result he calculated once, "Calculate again."

Zhou Ying did the calculation again, and the result was the same as last time.

"When I was in school, I was good at math." Zhou Ying said quite proudly.

In fact, Zhou Ying's grades were very good when she was in school, but her father still held the old idea that it was useless for a girl to go to school, and she would not be allowed to study until she had finished junior high school.

"In the future, I will add an accounting job for you, and I will add 5 yuan to you every day." Yang Dongsheng said with a smile.

Yang Dongsheng patted his head and walked in the mine, the world was deserted, and it was almost winter.

"Let's go! If you talk too much, believe it or not, I'll have someone beat you out?" From a distance, Yang Jiayun was heard chasing people away.

"Well, boss, you can beat me up, as long as you try my machine!" A dark and thin man who looked like he was in his 30s held Yang Jiayun's hand and didn't let go.

"Hey, I'm talking about you!" Yang Jiayun realized that he had nothing to do with this person.

"Family luck, what's going on?"

"Brother, this man insists that his tractor can mine ore, and he wants to sell the tractor to us."

Only now did Yang Dongsheng see that this black and thin man was driving a tractor with a strange shape. This tractor dragged a big tail, and it looked like a scorpion at first glance.

"Boss, you smoke, smoke!" The black and thin man immediately shifted his target to Yang Dongsheng when he heard Yang Jiayun call Yang Dongsheng brother.

"Thanks, I won't." Yang Dongsheng waved at the black and thin man, who was more interested in this tractor.

The thing that looks like a tail is a mechanical arm with a bucket connected to the end, and there is a hydraulic device on it. The thing in front of me turned out to be a small excavator.

(End of this chapter)