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Lin Yue said: "It's none of your business, just take your job honestly."

The mainstream thinking of the Northeast people in this era is still to enter the state-owned factory, eat a big pot of rice, at least have no worries about food and clothing, guarantee income in drought and flood, and fight for a worker's salary. Two bites can tear him apart.

"Is it okay to ask?"

"No." Lin Yue said: "You should think about how to pay me back."

For things like steel bars, sand, and hollow-core slabs, ordinary people may not be able to buy them with money, and I don’t know how Zhou Bingkun got the quota. Now asking him to pay according to the market price has already suffered a lot.

"Kun'er, you also know the situation of our family. This money...I can only give it to you every month and pay it back to you in installments."

"That's fine, by the way, I may be leaving next week, and you and Yu Hong will go to my house to have a look at that time. Zheng Juan is pregnant, and my mother is paralyzed on the kang again. It's okay for Aunt Wang to wash up. , Some heavy jobs are simply impossible to do.”

"Don't worry, leave this matter to me and Yu Hong. You just study hard, and the brothers still expect you to be a high-ranking official in the future."

"Oh, good."

Why is Lin Yue so devoted to helping the Sun family? On the one hand, he feels that it is really pitiful for the twelve of them to be squeezed into two and a half rooms. She is pregnant, so it is not good to take her to the south with Yueyue. Now he has helped the Sun family solve the house problem, and the couple Chaochao and Yu Hong have appointed to reciprocate, and they will not neglect Zheng Juan.

To be honest, when meeting a big brother like Zhou Bingyi, sometimes it's not as good as having a good relationship and being able to come in handy at critical moments.

...

three days later.

Inside an abandoned warehouse on Chunhui Road.

Editor-in-Chief Shao of Golden Land Magazine waved his hands in front of him, a little unable to adapt to the environment here.

"Editor Shao, sitting here is not as comfortable as your office."

"Bingkun, aren't you studying in Beijing? How did you come up with the idea of ​​opening a restaurant in Jichun?"

Lin Yue handed over a cigarette, and Editor-in-Chief Shao waved his hand and said, "No smoking, quit."

"I went around the south during my summer vacation, and they have already started discussing the release of price controls for some products. Let's do it here. To be honest, the pace is a little slower, but it's also worth it. I can understand, the old industrial base, it’s motivating the whole body. I don’t think I have some spare money on hand, and I also respond to the policy call to do some legal and compliant transactions to stimulate the economy of my hometown. I asked someone to inquire about it two days ago, personally It is still not easy to open a business place, but if it is affiliated with our publishing house, the procedure will be much simpler, so I want to use your relationship to negotiate a business with the magazine."

"Then you've found the right person, and it's time to catch up. I'll retire in two years, and I'm thinking of doing something practical for the agency before I leave. Look at the current situation. All kinds of products in the south are sold out. We have come to the Northeast, and some of them don’t need tickets to buy them anymore, but the wages of these employees are still at the original level, and it’s not enough to spend a whole year of busy work. The president is worrying about this matter. Warehouse, and the restaurant must be affiliated with the name of the magazine, no...I heard that we have met before, so let me talk to you directly."

Editor-in-Chief Shao used to go to Zhou's house to find Feng Huacheng to ask for a manuscript, but he failed twice. Lin Yue just copied a poem that was balanced and stable, saying that it was Feng Huacheng's new work for him, and the two got to know each other like this. That's right, as the editor-in-chief of Golden Land Magazine, he is a cultural person, and there is a generation gap when communicating with ordinary citizens, but the third child of the Zhou family... Basically, he can catch all the literary topics he throws out, which makes him amazed , called a genius.

"Well, for editor Shao's sake, I'll give you a little more price increase. The rent is 1,800 yuan a year, signed for five years, and 20% of the agency's share."

The rent is 1,800 yuan a year, which is equivalent to 150 yuan a month. What is the concept?

Let’s just say that his current salary is only 50 yuan a month, which is considered to be at the upper-middle level in Jichun. He rented this abandoned warehouse with three times his salary. With a false name, you can still share 20% of the profits a year. Where can you find such a good thing.

"Okay, okay, let's sign the contract now?"

"This matter...don't ask the president again?"

To say that cultural people do not have the twists and turns in the minds of businessmen, this promise is too straightforward.

Of course, Lin Yue had a good impression of Editor-in-Chief Shao, so he didn't activate [Bargaining LV4] to lower the price. After all, if he wanted to make a lot of money in this era, he had to go to the south. Ji Chun, he just wanted to make a foundation first, so it could be regarded as an advance layout.

"No, the president has entrusted me with full authority to handle this matter."

"Okay then, let's find a place to sign the agreement."

"good."

Editor Shao smiled and walked outside, feeling that he had taken advantage of it.

...

Two hours later, Lin Yue returned to the abandoned warehouse of Golden Land Magazine with a bunch of keys, followed by Uncle Ding and his cousin from Wang Village.

"How is it? Have you read the blueprint?"

"Look."

"Can you do it?"

"capable."

"Okay, let's start work tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I have already negotiated with Golden Land Magazine. The progress must be fast, and we will try to open it next summer."

"good."

Uncle Ding nodded again and again. Zhou Bingkun went to Wangcun when he was doing business in the soy sauce factory. A drawing for the reconstruction and decoration of an abandoned warehouse, it is called a major, if you don’t know that he is studying optics in the Department of Physics, Tsinghua University, you may think that he is a student in the Department of Architecture or Civil Engineering... No, students don’t have such qualifications The level of engineers in those large construction companies is not far behind.

"That's it." Lin Yue said: "Uncle Ding, let me tell you something, our team can't just focus on the benefits in front of us, let alone internal conflicts among ourselves. There are as many experienced masons, carpenters, and electricians in the township as you want. The young ones here, especially those who are not married and have no children, if you want to make a lot of money, be down-to-earth, and motivated, you can buy train tickets for them and send them to Shenzhen. Go, don't worry about the rest, when I get there, I will arrange jobs for them and train them as the backbone of the company. In addition, for students who graduated from colleges, technical schools, and technical schools, they must also do a good job in recruiting, whether they come or not It is our business whether we do it or not. Now it is said that it is a team-run enterprise, and the reputation is not loud enough, but this is just the beginning, and it will get better and better in the future.”

Uncle Ding nodded and said, "Okay, I'll write it down."

"You don't have to worry about the money. If you encounter difficulties in business, just call me and I will find a way to solve it. Also, don't tell others about the restructuring, it's not time yet..."

"I see."

Uncle Ding certainly knows how big Zhou Bingkun’s steps are. This may be normal in the South, but when he comes to the Northeast, ordinary people’s thinking can’t be changed for a while. Let’s just say that he himself, if it wasn’t for the difficult conditions, was forced to do it I won't take the villagers around to build houses for people to make money.

"Bingkun, I have a question I don't know..."

"Uncle Ding, just ask if you want to."

"What exactly do you want to go to the South? Even Tsinghua University can't attract you?"