I'm really just the village head

"If others vote for peaches, we can't report to Li, not to mention the watermelon, at least we have to give a pear... You will be responsible for this in the future, the more friends the better." Liu Chunlai had a headache.

He really missed his original era.

At that time, I really didn't need to think too much.

The middle and high-level managers and technical staff have HR to check for the first time, and then talk about performance. The boss does not need to worry too much.

Especially technical personnel, there is no need to consider much.

But not now.

Managers have to train themselves.

Wu Erwa's personality is actually not suitable for senior management.

The social habit is very heavy, stress loyalty.

It’s good to be friends, but to be subordinates...

But no one is available right now?

At least, when this kid gets here, he knows the choice, knows how to make a telegram and ask himself.

There is no news about Yang Xiaole and others.

There is no internet, no phone, or even the other party’s location.

Shanghai stock market.

It's been a long time since dawn.

A small factory with only more than fifty sewing machines. The factory is a residential house in the suburbs. The whole factory is chaotic.

The sewing workers are opening their dissatisfied and bloodshot eyes, and the speed of their hands and feet has not slowed down.

But even so, a woman in her early forties is still urging, "Hurry up! Move fast! There is still 800 sets short!"

In a room.

Yang Xiaole and Feng Yanqiu were all inside.

"Brother Xiaole, let's directly let them produce according to the sample, even the material money is paid by the other party, if they can't sell it..." Yu Bo looked worried, "It is estimated that the boss will directly sink us into the Huangpu River... …"

"You should be even more worried that if Liu Chunlai is dissatisfied, he will leave you at the intersection of Chaotianmen and the two rivers." Feng Yanqiu said grimly, "I didn't take a telegram back."

"Are we rich?" Yang Xiaole looked at the pile of cigarette P-shares on the table, and wanted to find a piece of it that I could take a sip, "Besides, there is no copper button, the fabric is different, although it can be sold, It shouldn't be too popular..."

The cigarettes on the table are gone.

All the cigarette butts have burned onto the filter.

Finally, I saw a few sections of cigarettes without a filter, and a little bit. I tore a small piece directly from the bookkeeping book on the table, carefully took apart a few cigarette butts, and wrapped them in the paper of the bookkeeping book.

"Brother Xiao Le, don't finish it all at once, save some..." Yu Bo was a little painful when he saw his movements.

The addiction to cigarettes is coming, really uncomfortable.

Yang Xiaole took a look and was about to divide it halfway, but found that there was too little.

"MMP, only half wrapped, one bite is not enough for one person!" Yang Xiaole struggled for a long time, "isn't the goods available today? You can go out in the afternoon to find a buyer!"

"I don't know when the trademark will be delivered."

"I mean today..." Yang Xiaole licked the edge of the paper with his tongue, wrapped the cigarette tightly, struck a match and lit it.

He took a hard sip and handed it to Yu Dazui.

Yu Dazui didn't dislike it, took it, and took another sip.

"Two big men, really disgusting!" Feng Yanqiu looked disgusted.

But the two ignored her at all.

Women do not understand the basic feelings between men.

"I don't know what's going on with Wu Erwa and the others. Brother Chunlai doesn't know what's going on there... I hope he won't have other ideas then..."

Yang Xiaole’s worries, the smoke burned out, and his lips burned...

Liu Chunlai was watching Wu Erwa's settlement to Sun Cheng.

"Mr. Wu, this is too much. I said it was ten yuan per person!" Sun Cheng was happy for Wu Erwa to add ten yuan to each person, but he couldn't take it. , You have to talk about the rules, if the rules are broken, who will find us in the future?"

"Brother Sun, thank you for the train station matter. If there was a fight..." After Liu Chunlai's guidance, Wu Erwa naturally knew how to buy people's hearts.

Of course, he didn't propose to give himself the money Sun Cheng should have drawn from others.

That would break the rules.

Give more, the employer is satisfied.

If even the money that the foreman should draw is given, this is a bribe to someone else's hand.

Liu Chunlai also didn't raise it, and it was up to Wu Erwa to deal with it.

"You are employers. If we can't protect you, who are we going to get the money for?" Sun Cheng had a simple smile on his face.

Liu Chunlai did not expect that this person was quite principled.

"Brother Sun, since Manager Wu is willing to give it, please go ahead. At least, it is easier for him to make money than you..." Liu Chunlai said.

The other party has principles, which is a good thing.

Long-term cooperation is possible in the future.

Sun Cheng saw Liu Chun come and said with a smile, "In that case, let's take it, brothers. Brothers, thank you Manager Wu, thank you Boss Liu!"

The other nine sweaty, tired-faced men came over with a smile and bowed and thanked them.

"You're welcome. I won't invite my brothers to breakfast today..."

Liu Chunlai waved goodbye to several people.

At this time, most of the doors on the whole street were still closed.

Feng Songtao saw that there was nothing more to do here, and said goodbye to Liu Chunlai, "Brother Chunlai, there is nothing wrong here, I will go back to the hotel first. Let's talk when you are finished?"

He was reminding Liu Chunlai that Zhang Jianmin was still waiting.

"Okay, when the day is over, I will come to the hotel to see you..." Liu Chunlai did not refuse.

"This turtle is hitting your idea." Liu Zhijun watched Feng Songtao leave and reminded Liu Chunlai in a deep voice.

Liu Chunlai looked at him with a serious face.

Seeing other people not nearby, he asked Liu Zhijun sternly, "What's the matter with you? You always want to touch the gun, especially when you encounter the police. Have you committed any major crimes?"

For Liu Zhijun, Liu Chunlai really didn't know what to say.

At the intersection on the edge of the county town, they met Feng Qingyun and others. They were going to reach out and touch their guns; the group of people who had robbed Zheng Tianyou from the railway station police station this morning was about to reach out and take out their guns.

This kind of person staying around is a time bomb.

Who did the father choose?

So irritable.

If you deal with people who want to rob themselves or something, in a crisis, they shoot, it's okay.

It's so special twice in a row, I want to shoot when I meet the police!

Is this trying to fight against the national violence agency?

But Liu Chunlai didn't say anything.

There were also two policemen sent by Feng Qingyun next to him!

"Committed a major crime?" Liu Zhijun's eyes widened, "Even if you want to commit a crime, you have to have a chance. I was in the team since I was young, and later joined the army as a soldier, and returned to the team after retiring. ..."

"Then what do you stretch into your bag when you see the police?" Liu Chunlai really couldn't understand, "It's lawless!"

Ding Yajun and Duan Peng were listening, looking at each other.

This is what they want to know the answer.

Why do these turtle sons want to touch the gun every time they meet the police?

Did the police offend them?