Golden Greenery

My brother-in-law's car repair shop was a large rented warehouse that was renovated into a repair shop. There are about ten people in the entire car repair shop. Except for my uncle, the others are considered his apprentices, because they all learned their skills from his uncle.

When Lao Mu came to the car repair shop, his uncle was quarreling with someone.

Lao Mu's uncle is a thin little man in his early forties, and the person he was quarreling with was a tall and aggressive young man. Lao Mu stood aside and was confused. His uncle nodded to him awkwardly.

After listening for a while, and with Azhe and others explaining to him, Lao Mu roughly understood what was going on.

My uncle is very good at repairing cars and is proficient in machine repair and electrical circuits. When mentioning his skills, everyone in the surrounding industries in Changping gives thumbs up. It's just that my brother-in-law is a good old man, with a bit of a coward in character. He can't be cruel or shameless, and he can't say harsh words to others. Technically, of course, my uncle had no problem, but he couldn't handle the unspoken rules of deceit and abduction in the car repair industry, and he didn't have the ruthlessness to do so.

This is what the car repair industry is like. Do business in a down-to-earth and honest manner, and only earn what you should earn. It's not impossible, but you can't make a fortune, so you can only make small fortunes forever. All car repair shops will tell you what's wrong with you, and they will tell you that a minor problem is a major problem, or that if there is no problem, you will need to replace the machine. In short, it is to make car owners and drivers spend more money. This is the mainstream and recognized as normal practice in this industry.

But my brother-in-law does not have this mental quality. He also wants to make more money, but he is always embarrassed and has a dark heart. He has been like this for more than ten years and has never been able to exercise it. And his approach did not retain many old customers. How could the people who came to repair the car know this? They did not appreciate his uncle's sincerity at all. In fact, many people who come to repair their cars don't care how much they spend. Instead, the more they spend, the better, as long as you can give them more rebates. These are government vehicles, and these people and vehicles are the bulk of the income from the car repair industry.

This kind of personality of my uncle has caused the slow development of the car repair shop in the past ten years. The group of people who worked with him at the roadside stall to repair tires now have more than one or two 4S shops opened, but my uncle can only do this. A small fight. If a car repair shop can't make a lot of money, it naturally can't retain people. After many apprentices with ideas have mastered their skills, they will leave and develop on their own. Many of them are now much bigger than him as a master.

Another characteristic of good people doing business is that they are good at technology but not in management, and they cannot suppress their subordinates. Because most people in this world are like this. If they are too nice or considerate to others, they will get angry with you, ignore your good points, and nag you all day long about your minor problems. There is a difference between a good old man and a kind-hearted person. Kind-hearted people only have good intentions and do not harm others, but they have a bottom line and clear grudges. That’s not the case for good people. Good people have no principles. They are tolerant and tolerant of evil people and their evil deeds, and condone and tolerate bad people and bad deeds.

Therefore, a good person should never engage in management. If you tire yourself out and don’t talk about it, you will harm both others and yourself.

The young man who quarreled with his uncle was called Qi Zi. He was a very clever Shanxi native. When I came here more than two years ago, I didn't know anything about it and didn't even know how to hold a screwdriver. Now I am considered the top brother in the car repair shop and a talented person in his own right. But this screwdriver was a bit wild and evil. After he mastered his skills, he started to take private jobs behind the back of the car dealership, earning his own money while living and eating here.

Kiwi currently lacks the courage and capital to go it alone, so he bullies his master into doing some sneaky things. This kind of behavior is very despicable, and everyone will be despised in any profession, but who makes me, a master, so honest that I can't suppress others? The more the screwdriver worked, the more he tasted the benefits. Not only did he secretly stock some commonly used parts, but he also used the customer resources of the car repair shop to make his own money, completely bypassing the car repair shop, and even poached several customers. This was very unfair. The underground is so dirty.

Today, after my uncle discovered it, the two of them talked about this matter, but Qizi was a eloquent person who was full of nonsense. He made the stupid master angry with his strong words and made his face turn red, but he couldn't talk to him at all. Although everyone else knew what was going on,

It was clear who was dirty and who was clean, but he was too lazy to speak up when it had nothing to do with him. Anyway, this master usually didn't have much prestige.

\u003ccenter\u003e\u003c/center\u003e "... You eat food from the factory and live in the factory... This is not going to work..." The uncle was furious and helpless.

"Master, tell your conscience, how much I have done for you. I am supporting you in the car dealership, but is the salary you give me worthy of me? I still call you master..." The screwdriver is very careless.

"Your salary is already the highest among your brothers. What else do you want? You abduct clients and the money you earn is yours. If something goes wrong, the family still has to come to me. Is this the right thing to do?"

"Tell me whether you are honest or not. No one can be honest if you can't make money. I have worked hard and suffered so much in the past two years. Master, you are honest..."

I was so happy, ‘Pah! ’ A dirty oily rag flew out of thin air and hit the screwdriver in the face, stopping him immediately. When Kizi looked over in confusion with his face full of oil and rubbing his eyes, Lao Mu was lazily clapping his hands while staring at him with a cold expression on his face.

"You..." Qi Zi was frightened. This kind of person always looks fierce but has a soft heart.

"Get out!" Lao Mu pointed the screwdriver in the air with his finger, his voice was not loud but low. "Get out of here right now. Take everything out of your pockets. If you dare to take away a nut, I will expose you!" Everyone in the car dealership was stunned, including my uncle, and the entire workshop was silent.

"Master..." Qizi was frightened. He didn't know who this man was and didn't dare to ask. He could only look at his master pitifully.

"Xiao Mu..." My uncle looked at Lao Mu. He didn't want to drive away his apprentice because he couldn't bear to be cruel.

"Uncle!" Lao Mu shouted: "Don't worry about this." At this time, everyone knew his identity and knew that the person he said he would pick up in the morning had arrived, and it was only natural for his nephew to stand up for his uncle.

After stopping his uncle, Lao Mu pointed at the screwdriver again: "Disappear immediately. Just wear this and disappear immediately. If you dare to say one more word, if you dare to let me see you here in the future, I will settle the old and new accounts with you." .”

Looking at the screwdriver, he was still in a daze. "Go away——!" The voice was not loud, but it made the screwdriver shrink his neck and run away quickly. But he was so obedient that he didn't even dare to go back to the dormitory to change his clothes, so he ran away wearing greasy work clothes.

Seeing the screwdriver disappear outside the workshop door, Lao Mu turned around and said to the workers: "Don't look at it. Just go and do what you have to do. Don't you have any work on your hands?" They dispersed in a hurry.

After setting up the score, Lao Mu said with a smile on his face: "Uncle, these are the pickled beef tendons that my mother gave you, and Liu Ren'er's stone buns. These are the tobacco, wine and tea that my father brought for you. , let me tell you, uncle, this wine is a good thing. My father’s old subordinates specially sent it from Guizhou. I drank it secretly once..."

The uncle opened his mouth wide and was pulled into the lounge by his nephew.