Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 9: He almost died of a heart attack before leaving the army.
No matter what era it is, collecting rags always gives people a sense of inferiority.

Even when these four words are spoken, there is a sense of contempt in them.

However, just as people today would not believe it, the Kings of Rags will become one of the first groups to become rich in this country.

Most people who came later didn't know that collecting rags was a guaranteed job these days.

This type of rag collector has a formal establishment, full medical insurance, works 8 hours a day, does not have to walk through the streets, and has a fixed place to work.

There is such a shabby nest near Wanghai Middle School.

Of course, no one would say that to your face, as it would trigger class struggle.

The official name is - Wanghai County Waste Recycling Station Shuangqiao Road Recycling Point.

There is a plaque.

Usually there are two employees here, but when Li Jiankun came over, he only saw an uncle.

This is best. The mentality of people in the workplace is that when there are colleagues around, they have to keep their mouths shut.

Zhao Hongqi looked at the young man in front of him, stood up, took the cigarette from him with both hands, and wondered which cadre family he was from.

The children raised by this high-ranking family are different.

Look at this mental outlook and temperament. He looks more elegant than their webmaster Huang.

Zhao Hongqi put the cigarette in his pocket and didn't want to smoke it. Hey, it's a 3 cent West Lake brand.

The best cigarette he had ever smoked was only 2 cents. Last time his nephew got married and got a pack, which saved him from smoking for a week.

But he didn't understand why this man was so close to him. He only had a liberation bag on his bicycle and didn't sell scraps.

"Uncle, let me ask you something. You collect scraps every day. Have you ever encountered old objects?"

Li Jiankun found a topic to start with, and did not rush to the county scrap station rashly. He planned to understand the situation first.

"Old objects?"

Zhao Hongqi murmured, asking why, how old is considered old?
"Is there... something like this? Well, not two days ago, an old woman brought a big bowl over. She thought it was very beautiful. The blue flowers were painted on it. She said it was passed down from her ancestors.

"Huh, why do we need that thing? It can't be melted or smelted."

Blue flowers?

Was it passed down from generation to generation by grandma?
Big bowl?

Damn it, it must be blue and white porcelain!

There are no antique swindlers these days.

Li Jiankun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he asked casually.

"Uncle, what about the old man? Do you know where he lives?"

Zhao Hongqi shook his head, "I don't know, this is my first time back."

This guy was heartbroken and felt that he had missed out on [-] million, and he was even more frustrated that he had no way to pick up what he had missed.

Why are you asking this? Really, I owe you!
Then, go ahead.

Following this topic, the two chatted. After passing another cigarette, Li Jiankun changed the subject and said, "By the way, your webmaster's surname is Li, right?"

"No, my surname is Huang."

Then I understand. Li Jiankun smiled and said: "Uncle, what do you think of Station Master Huang?"

Zhao Hongqi suddenly became alert.

"What, how is it?"

"Uncle, don't be nervous. I'm just asking. To be honest, I have something to ask him for help. I don't want to ask you. Is he a good talker? Does he smoke? Does he drink? Does he accept gifts? .”

"No, absolutely not!"

Zhao Hongqi looked like I swear to God and said: "Our stationmaster Huang is an upright, honest and honest man. There are not many good officials like him in the county!"

Too excited.

To the point where the words don’t even pass through the brain - how can people within the system speak like this?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Then Li Jiankun understands.

Good.

This business is really not something that people who are too timid and too upright can negotiate.

"Uncle, you are busy."

"Oh, please walk slowly."
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Although it is a public institution, the conditions at the county waste recycling station are not good.

There is a courtyard gate. When you walk in, the first thing you see are two large sheds. They are extremely high, supported by iron pillars, and covered with tarpaulin. They cannot block the sun in summer and cannot block the wind in winter.

The shed is filled with scrap metal, plastic, nylon, and scrap books and newspapers.

Most people probably wouldn't take a second look, but Li Jiankun's eyes were shining now. I believe it will be the same when Lao Wang comes.

The only building is a row of tile-roofed houses, painted white, which are similar to Qingxidian Village, with only a few bells under the eaves.

This guy used Xihu brand cigarettes to clear the way, and with this outfit, he said he was looking for a pornographic webmaster, but he got through without any obstruction.

Of course, this has something to do with his somewhat anxious appearance. At first glance, he looks like he is in his early 20s.In a word, he is like a businessman.

This webmaster Huang, at first glance, looks like a bug.

Why?

He has a big belly!
These days, the proportion of fat people in our country is comparable to that of giant pandas.

Everyone wants to be fat, it will look more impressive, and the cadaver belly is a desirable body symbol, such as the vest line in the future.

But many people use sea bowls to eat, but they just can’t gain weight...

Are you saying it's irritating?
Li Jiankun felt that the difficulty of this matter was infinitely reduced.

Although the head of the yellow station is not a big one, he must be above level 20, but these days, in a public institution like this that is the only one in the county, the energy of the people in charge should not be underestimated.

Anyway, he knew that the superior unit of the county waste recycling station was definitely not in the county.

What does this mean?
In addition, there is a lack of information; due to the age, they are keen on cultivating "personal soldiers" and other factors.

Stationmaster Huang wanted to leak a little water from his fingers. In Cantonese, he said, "Sprinkle water."

Seeing this person, Li Jiankun was no longer attentive.

After walking into the office, he closed the door and sat down on the wooden sofa against the wall. He took out a cigarette, lit one and crossed his legs.

Huang Tao looked at this uninvited guest in surprise and hesitated to speak.

Although this man was not very old, he had an extraordinary bearing. He was a little unsure of his background and asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"

"My surname is Li."

Li Jiankun spit out a mouthful of white mist, with a gentle smile that was a little arrogant.

The surname Li is a common surname in Wanghai County. Among the high-ranking officials in the county, you can tell how many of them have the surname Li.

It's up to you to guess.

As expected, Huang Tao looked thoughtful and didn't know if he was right. After a moment, he asked: "What do you do for a living?"

If things come to this point, Li Jiankun can continue to follow the identity of the second-generation official, and he feels that the success rate is higher.

But after weighing it, I still gave up.

risky.

If exposed, it will be equivalent to fraud!
If Webmaster Huang wants to get rid of him, he will get it right.

Fortunately, since it is confirmed to be a worm, it is not difficult to get rid of it.

"I'm here to talk to you about improving conditions at the station."

You have to be very skillful when using the back door.

If you just open your mouth and say, "I'm here to discuss business with you," no matter how big the insect is, you will be frightened.

Those who are willing to be eaten by worms are smart people, and fools will not eat them.

This kind of opening statement clearly states the purpose of the visit without revealing it, and can proceed step by step without being rejected.

There is a door!

Li Jiankun was very happy and talked about the twists and turns. Huang Tao understood it and asked him about his identity again.

"It does not matter."

Gives a sense of mystery.

Huang Tao struggled for a while, gritted his teeth, and asked in a low voice: "Scrap iron is easy to find, but copper is too heavy and difficult to deal with. How much do you want, and how do you calculate it?"

Li Jiankun waved his hand and said: "You think it's within your convenience, just make a batch. The price can be easily negotiated."

The purpose of playing is to make a fortune.

Aren't you in a hurry to use the money?
Back in these days, it would be useless to just rely on this method to make a fortune.

The two of them had a rough time, and Huang Tao nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's do this. You sit down for a while. I'll take stock of the goods and see how much I can get. We'll discuss it in detail when we come back."

"you please."

Things went smoother than expected.

Li Jiankun poured himself a cup of tea, sat leisurely on the wooden sofa, and hummed a ditty.

About a quarter of an hour later, there was movement outside the door.

But, it doesn’t sound right, why did you run away with it?

An ominous premonition filled my mind.

The door is pushed open.

hiss!
Li Jiankun was so excited that he almost missed the breath.

Webmaster Huang was not the only one who came, there were also two people following him... big-brimmed hats!

Industrial and Commercial Inspection Team!
Your grandma has such a bad leg... she's so brave.

(End of this chapter)