Rebirth 84 Everything depends on hands

The seven days of the Oktoberfest have passed. Chen Feng, Han Bing, Lu Peng, Liangzi and Huzi were sitting around Chen Feng's house. On the table were mutton skewers, garlic shrimp tails, sauce-braised pork trotters, braised pork ribs, and green peppers.

As for fried meat and other hard dishes, Lin Xiaolan followed Chen Feng's instructions and did not cook any vegetarian dishes today, only meat dishes.

Seven days of busy work have exhausted these young men. Chen Feng proposed to have a small gathering by himself to make up for the lost physical strength in the past few days.

Looking at the various hard dishes on the table, several people felt like they were swallowing their saliva. As the last dish was served, Chen Feng and Lin Xiaolan also sat down. Chen Feng opened a bottle of beer and poured a glass for everyone.

"Come, brothers, celebrate our own victory!" Chen Feng raised his wine glass and said, everyone clinked their glasses, then raised their heads and drank it all.

After drinking the cool beer, everyone suddenly felt cool all over their bodies. No wonder so many people queued up crazily to sell the cold beer. Drinking this thing is so enjoyable!

"Let's eat!" As Chen Feng moved his chopsticks, everyone started to eat hungrily. Lin Xiaolan looked on with a smile. These gentlemen were following Chen Feng's footsteps. It was obvious that Chen Feng had become their place.

The leader of the group, Liangzi, even scolded Jiang Factoryzi directly at the electronics factory conference, threw his hat on the podium and walked away.

Chen Feng kept holding dishes for Lin Xiaolan, asking Lin Xiaolan to eat quickly, "Honey, eat quickly, I tell you these are wolves, and soon there will be no meat on the table."

After hearing what Chen Feng said, everyone laughed and continued to wave their chopsticks to destroy the food on the table.

"Uh!" As Han Bing's hiccups came, Han Bing put down his chopsticks first, "Brother Feng, what's the point of calling everyone here today and making it so rich?"

Hearing what Chen Feng said, several other people also put down their chopsticks, and the sound of hiccups kept coming. Only Huzi was still eating with his chopsticks.

"What a good thing?" Chen Feng said with a smile, "The Oktoberfest is over, it's time for us buddies to share the money."

Divide the money. When the money was mentioned, everyone's eyes lit up. Why did they work for seven days? Wasn't it just for the hard-earned money? Now that Chen Feng said that he wanted to divide the money, they couldn't help but open their eyes wide, waiting for Chen Feng to continue speaking.

Chen Feng pulled a bag out from under the sofa, and then took out bundles of banknotes inside.

"We made a total of more than 13,000 during this Oktoberfest. As agreed before, we will divide the money." Chen Feng said with a smile.

More than thirteen thousand! Everyone was shocked by this number. Can strings of mutton skewers, bottles of beer, and soda be sold for so much money? Several people looked at each other and found it incredible.

"Brother Feng..." Han Bing stared at Chen Feng, "You...you didn't calculate it wrong, did you throw out the usual purchase fees?"

Chen Feng checked the banknotes in bundles and glanced at Han Bing, "Do you think I'm stupid? I've already thrown away the expenses and everything. I'm almost making money."

Chen Feng wanted to distribute more than 13,000 yuan to everyone. Lin Xiaolan looked at the colorful banknotes and actually felt a little distressed. However, according to Chen Feng, since it was agreed in advance, it cannot be changed.

In the 1980s, there were only a few households with ten thousand yuan. Lin Xiaolan really didn't expect that it took Chen Feng seven days to become a household with ten thousand yuan. But now it is time to distribute the money. Although Lin Xiaolan is a little reluctant to give up, she feels that Chen Feng has his own way of doing things.

The principles and principles are also correct.

"Han Bing, these two thousand five hundred yuan are yours." Chen Feng handed a few piles of banknotes to Han Bing's hand.

Han Bing took these banknotes and held them heavily in his hands. They were not fake, they were real banknotes. There were more than two thousand in seven days. It was incredible.

Chen Feng distributed the banknotes to Lu Peng and Liangzi respectively. They held the banknotes in their hands and were excited for a while. It was more than two thousand yuan. Based on the salary of working in the factory, he would have to work in the factory for nearly ten years to be able to

I saved enough, and now I have more than 2,000 yuan in just seven days.

"Huzi, this seven hundred is for you." Chen Feng slapped the seven hundred yuan in front of Huzi. Huzi looked at the seven hundred yuan indifferently, as if the money was like a blank piece of paper in his eyes, and then put

Qian pushed Chen Feng, "Brother, I don't want this money." After saying that, he lowered his head and continued eating.

After Huzi finished speaking, everyone was stunned. Chen Feng was also stunned on the spot, looking at Huzi devouring the food, he couldn't help but smile.

It's not that Huzi doesn't like money, but he likes the money he earns with his own hands. Huzi knows in his heart that during the seven days he stayed with Chen Feng, he was very happy and fulfilled.

"Huzi, didn't we agree that you would work for me and I would pay for your expenses? This is what you deserve and you must take it." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"I don't want it." Huzi put a piece of finished ribs on the table. "I'm just here to help. Brother, you've been in charge of food and shelter these days, so you're worthy of me. Besides, I'm just trying my best.

I haven’t done anything and I don’t want the money.”

As soon as Huzi said this, he woke up Han Bing and others. Just now, when he was tempted by money, Erhuzi told the truth. The mutton skewers were Chen Feng's idea; the garlic shrimp tails were also Chen Feng's idea.

The cold beer and ice soda were all Chen Feng's idea. He was just doing his best. Do you really feel at ease with taking so much money? Should this money belong to you?

"Huzi, you must accept this money, or I won't take you to work anymore." Chen Feng said with a cold face.

Huzi looked up at Chen Feng, thought for a moment, picked up the money, and then put it directly into Chen Feng's hand, "Okay, I will accept the money, but brother, you can save it for me, and I will follow you in the future.

Once you do it, the days of making money will come later, right?"

I'll go! Chen Feng looked at Huzi infatuatedly. This kid is not stupid at all. He has a smarter brain than anyone else. Hearing that Huzi meant not to go back, he just did it with him.

Now that Hu Zi has said so, if Chen Feng persists, it will appear that he wants to draw a clear line with Hu Zi, so he can only collect the money and say that he is saving it for Hu Zi.

"Brother," Han Bing pulled Chen Feng over and found five hundred yuan from his own banknotes, "I will keep these five hundred yuan and give you the rest."

"Han Bing, what are you doing?" Chen Feng glared at Han Bing and asked, "Don't you want to buy a motorcycle or a tape recorder? What are you doing for me?"

"Brother Feng," Han Bing looked at Chen Feng, "Huzi just reminded me. Whether it's mutton skewers or shrimp tails, these are all your ideas. We just contribute, so five hundred is enough.

These are the fruits of your labor, we cannot convert your results into banknotes and put them into our own pockets, that would be too unloyal."

"Brother Feng, don't go back and forth, I won't ask for anything." Han Bing said stubbornly.

As Han Bing returned the money to himself, Lu Peng and Liangzi both took only five hundred, and placed the rest in front of Chen Feng.