The Richest Man Yang Fei

　　 Someone took the lead, and the hearts of others to make money were also burned.

　　 Simple addition and subtraction, or ordinary Mandarin, most young people still know how.

　　 One hundred people, and soon the report was full.

　　 Su Tong took a notebook, wrote down the applicants one by one, and noted at the back who would count and who speaks Mandarin well.

　　 After signing up, Yang Fei asked Su Tong to divide them into groups of one hundred people, divided into two groups, and divided them into fifty groups, one in each group who could speak Mandarin, and one who could count.

　　 Su Tong is familiar with the people in the village, knows who can get along with whom, and soon they are divided.

　　 Next, Su Tong will give them preliminary training, and then inform them that they will gather at the village Xiaoping on time at 8:30 tomorrow morning.

　　 After the meeting, sister-in-law Qingqing stayed in the Pingli and did not leave. With a look of expectation, she noticed Yang Fei as if there was nothing.

　　 Yang Fei pretended not to see, and walked home with Su Tong.

　　 "Can these people be salesmen?" Su Tong expressed his concerns, "They are farmers, and many people have never left the county in their lives."

　　 "Don't underestimate them. In terms of money, they are shrewd and are no worse than cashiers. Moreover, in our business, the transaction amount per transaction is not large, I believe they can handle it."

　　 "You tell them to shout advertisements. Can others understand their Mandarin?"

　　 "Haha!" Yang Fei couldn't help laughing. "Tomorrow, our sales will be conducted in Liulin Town. Even if we speak the local dialect, other villagers in the town can understand it? So don't worry."

After pondering slightly, Yang Fei said again: "I have noticed that among the 100 people, most of them have a junior high school diploma, and a few are retired elementary school teachers, and there are more than a dozen high school students. This is beyond mine. Expected."

　　 Su Tong walked in front, and when he got on the field, he licked his feet and said ah.

　　 Yang Fei has quick eyes and quick hands, stretches out his hand to stabilize her, and the two look at each other.

　　 Through the hazy moonlight, she saw a mist of mist in her eyes.

　　 Thinking of the thrilling scene in the mountains, a warm and special sentiment rose in her heart.

　　 A frog jumped over her foot and bumped her bare foot, which was slippery and sticky, scared her open her arms and hugged Yang Fei tightly.

　　 The frog croaked, seeming to laugh at her for being timid, and at the same time encouraging her to be bold.

"I thought it was a snake!" Su Tong let go of him, trying to resolve the embarrassing atmosphere just now, "I still worry about one thing, other village broadcasts may not be willing to lend to us. Tielianping's family has some connections with mine. , That's why he sold me this face. I heard that after Su Changqing knew about it, he even said a lot of gossip."

Yang Fei smiled indifferently, and said: "Rural broadcasting is also a kind of media. Isn't it used to spread information, supervise public opinion, and provide entertainment? These village cadres are still living in the era of planned economy. As a symbol of the power of their cadres."

　　 Su Tong pursed his lips and smiled: "Sometimes, I really doubt that you are an old cadre!"

　　 Yang Fei stretched out his hand to remove the heavy ears of rice for her, so that their pointed thorns did not touch her slender and greasy legs.

　　 Su Tong felt his delicate care, and the girl's heart was greatly expanded.

　　 She suddenly remembered something and giggled: "Sister-in-law Qingqing is looking for you, is there something wrong?"

　　 Yang Fei thought, she had noticed it, so she replied: "It's nothing, just chat a few words."

He was secretly vigilant. The relationship between people in the village was simple and simple, and complicated. It was much more complicated than in the city. Without wind, he could blow up three-foot waves. If someone sees something, even if he is innocent, I can't tell it with a hundred mouthfuls, as the so-called yellow mud falls into the crotch, it is not **** but shit.

　　 Su Tong turned her head and said with a smile: "I can't see it, can I? I'm also a woman. I can see many things and a look in my eyes. She must have something to look for you."

　　 Yang Fei said sternly: "Senior Sister, you can't talk nonsense about this. She is a widow, and there are too many rights and wrongs in front of the door. What are you trying to do with me?"

　　 "Oh, where did you think of it?" Su Tong suddenly stopped and bent over with a smile.

　　 Yang Fei did not expect that she would suddenly brake, and hit her in just one step, fearing that she would fall forward, and quickly held her waist.

　　 This posture is very intriguing.

　　 Su Tong hadn’t realized it yet, straightened up, and smiled: “I mean, what might be wrong with her and ask you for help. What good things do you think?”

　　 "She will say something if something happens, what do you care about so much?" Yang Fei asked, "Where is your brother? I won't see him go home on weekends?"

　　 "He is in his third year of high school, the school is strictly controlled, and he has a monthly vacation."

　　 When he got home, Su Tong helped him make the bed when he fetched water to take a bath.

　　 Yang Fei rubbed his body, thinking, rural water is too inconvenient. Even for himself, he should take care of the tap water in Taohua Village.

　　 In his plan, Taohua Village has become his base.

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　　 Lie down on the bed, smelling the sunlight on the sheets, Yang Fei's young body quickly fell asleep.

　　 The next day, Yang Fei got up early.

　　 The most peaceful and pleasant time in Taohua Village is the early morning.

　　 On the green rice leaves, there are crystal dew drops, chickens and ducks, chirping in the backyard.

　　 Around the house, there are flowers and fruits of various vegetables and fruits.

　　 Even if the pockets are too poor, you can live with plenty of food and clothing.

　　 The cool mountain breeze blows down from the mountain col on the other side of the reservoir. The clear blue sky is lined with white and flawless clouds. This kind of natural harmony and beauty is something that children growing up in the city cannot feel.

　　 Yang Fei took a scoop of cool well water. After washing, he began to run in the morning and ran to the reservoir dam.

　　 Green hills and trees, blue sky and white clouds are reflected on the vast water, heaven and earth are integrated, the wind on the dam is strong, blowing the wind fluttering, and it seems to be flying away.

Below 　　 dam, there is Taohua Village where there are no peach blossoms. Buildings are scattered at the foot of the river and the foot of the mountain. The fields are vertical and horizontal, purple moss and red dust, green and full of vitality.

　　 Yang Fei played a set of basic military physical boxing, and also practiced a set of military police grappling skills taught by his father and brother. He was refreshed and refreshed.

In the middle of the 　　 reservoir, there is a hill like an island.

　　 Yang Fei suddenly thought that if he built a villa on the hill in this island, it would be very pleasant.

　　 ran back to the village, Su Tong made breakfast.

　　The Su family thought that the Nanfang Daily Chemical Factory had set up a sales point in Liulin Town, and their daughter and Yang Fei were the persons in charge of this sales point. Therefore, if their daughter did not go back to the factory to work, they would just ask.

　　 At half past eight, Yang Fei and Su Tong came to the Pingli in front of the village school on time.