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Wan Rongming was quite fast. On the second day of the three-day deadline, when Zhao Yong bought a bucket of white wall paint to repaint his home, he received a call from him.

"Will we meet at the Foreign Hotel at ten o'clock tomorrow morning?" Zhao Yong confirmed the time and place.

Wan Rongming said: "Yes, tell Li Manjun and ask her to call me back."

Zhao Yong said he would pass it on, hung up the phone, and looked at the wall paint next to the door. Fortunately, he hadn't had time to open it yet, and it was not too late to do it later.

After casually changing into clean clothes, he picked up the men's perfume on the bedside table and sprayed it twice. Zhao Yong went out to find Li Manjun across the street.

It was evening, and Li Manjun had returned to the small hotel. Zhao Yong knocked on the door and told Li Manjun the good news.

"Then I have to go out and call him back. Let's have dinner together?" Li Manjun said as he packed up the things he needed to take out.

Zhao Yong naturally agreed. Seeing that Li Manjun had just washed her hair, he asked her doubtfully: "What have you been doing these two days?" She looked so tired that she was sweating profusely.

"I pick up trash." Li Manjun answered smoothly, "I didn't spend a penny on my wallet for accommodation and meals these two days. They were all collected from scraps."

Zhao Yong was deeply surprised, "Waste is so valuable?"

The hotel charges 25 yuan a day. Even if Li Manjun eats steamed buns for three meals, it would still cost 27 or 8 yuan.

The waste paper shell only weighs 50 cents a pound. How much garbage has she picked up in the past two days?

Li Manjun had already packed the cloth bag he had brought with him when he went out. He waved his hand for Zhao Yong to go out, closed the door and locked it, and the two of them went to the street phone booth together.

Li Manjun saw his shocked face and explained in a funny way: "You don't think that the waste only contains paper shell soda bottles and scrap copper and iron, right?"

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not!" Li Manjun said while flipping through the phone book: "There are also a lot of mechanical scraps. For example, abandoned generators actually contain a high amount of copper, and some of them can even produce a small amount of precious metals."

"The value of these things taken apart is higher than the whole sale value." I couldn't talk to Zhao Yong anymore. Wan Rongming's phone was connected, and Li Manjun asked him what was going on.

Wan Rongming said: "The boss wants to see the photos. I borrowed a camera here. Come and pick me up. I'll take the photos tonight and develop them for use tomorrow morning."

"Are you alone?" Li Manjun asked cautiously.

Wan Rongming was speechless when she asked, "Who else can it be if it's not me? I know the rules of the road better than you, so hurry up!"

Li Manjun hung up the phone immediately. Hearing the beeping sound on the phone, Li Manjun wanted to laugh but was speechless. He put down the phone reluctantly and asked the newsstand owner how much it cost.

The boss glanced at the time and curled his lips, "Two cents in one minute."

Li Manjun's tooth hurt for a while, so he put down the money, waved to an empty car on the street and stopped an empty car, and pushed Zhao Yong, who didn't know why, to get on the car.

"Master, Xiao Panjiayuan." Li Manjun ordered the driver.

After the two sat down, Zhao Yong had the opportunity to ask her what she was going to do at Xiao Pan's home.

Li Manjun told Wan Rongming that he wanted to take pictures, and Zhao Yong was secretly stunned. There is really a big boss willing to take this shabby canopy bed.

Xiao Pan's home in the evening was much more lively than in the morning. After dinner, the citizens went to Ocean Park for a walk, strolled around the park, and bought some small items to take home for their homes.

In his previous life, Li Manjun visited Rongcheng and found that the citizens here were generally obsessed with ghosts and gods. Ancient coins and consecrated pendants were very popular.

Even if you want to arrange the furniture in your home, you have to ask a Feng Shui master to look at it first and help you set up a wealth gathering array.

When the two arrived, there were customers picking out ancient coins in front of Wan Rongming's stall. A curly-haired woman in her early forties was serving a bowl of food and greeting the customers.

Wan Rongming estimated the time when Li Manjun and his wife would arrive and walked out of the store, introducing his wife to them, "This is my lover Shen Ailian."

"Hello, Mrs. Shen." Li Manjun smiled politely at the other party.

Shen Ailian was wearing a fashionable suit with shoulder pads, her almond-shaped eyes were covered with dark blue eyeliner, and she nodded to Li Manjun.

"Then look at the store. I'm busy these two days, so I'll leave with my customers first." Wan Rongming came out with a camera bag, told his wife, and led Li Manjun and two others away.

The three of them took a taxi and walked to the parking lot below Zhao Yong's house. In the car, Li Manjun praised: "Mrs. Shen is so dressed up in a fashionable style."

Wan Rongming looked proud, "Of course, she is the counter girl at the cosmetics counter in a department store. If she hadn't happened to be on vacation, I wouldn't have been able to invite this giant Buddha. People don't like my small pawn shop."

Department store building?

Zhao Yong was distracted and said casually: "There are a lot of people in the department store recently. I heard they said that the foreign trade company is busy with import and export business?"

Wan Rongming vaguely remembered his wife saying once, "It seems so. Haishi is developing very fast, and we here also want to learn from them. No, there are so many foreign trade companies established in the department store this year." There are twenty or thirty houses.”

"It's great, our Rongcheng city has developed now." Zhao Yong agreed.

Li Manjun sat in the passenger seat, looking at the people in the rearview mirror, and saw Zhao Yongjian's talkative side for the first time.

It may be due to his unique childhood experience. He was immersed in the big dye vat of society too early and was accustomed to the warmth and coldness of people. Zhao Yong is much more mature than his peers and is more able to pay attention to the emotional changes of the people around him.

People like Wan Rongming unknowingly told him a lot of inside information.

But if it was just a unilateral input of information, Wan Rongming would not have said so much.

The main thing is that Zhao Yong can provide him with information that he may be interested in, and the two exchange each other.

The twenty-minute drive lasted, and the two of them chatted all the way until they got off the bus.

The rain cover of the truck was partially uncovered. Wan Rongming looked at the Qiangong bed stacked in the truck bed and took a sharp breath.

Then, he gave Li Manjun a thumbs up and said, "You are awesome!"

Who would dare to put this bed worth tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands in a small parking lot like this?

Li Manjun smiled helplessly. If conditions were not limited, who would want to be so worried?

Wan Rongming tinkered with the camera and took dozens of pictures. Just developing the film cost a fortune.

Seeing that Li Manjun was hesitant to speak, Wan Rongming said with a smile: "The film money is mine."

Li Manjun smiled: "Of course you can, Uncle Wan is still happy with you."

"Okay, don't compliment me. Don't be late at the Foreign Hotel at ten o'clock tomorrow."

After repeatedly telling Li Manjun not to forget the time, Wan Rongming took the camera and left. Li Manjun said he wanted to invite him to dinner, but he refused.

Time waits for no one, so don't worry if you finish it early. He doesn't want anything to go wrong tomorrow.

Calculated with the intermediary fees he was about to receive, this little film money was nothing at all.