National Beer

The sunset was like fire, burning the sky red.

Liang Jingwen walked among a group of female workers, pushing a small bicycle through the factory door, her eyes could not help but look towards the South Factory across the road.

The Nanchang, which used to be a gate in the past, is now really lively, row upon row of vehicles and bustling crowds, it seems that Nanchang has gained popularity for the first time!

Although the "donkey" could not be seen in the crowd, Liang Jingwen seemed to be able to imagine his appearance. The sound of biting copper and chewing iron, and the gestures of self-confidence, showed that it was different from the young workers in the factory. It is not the same as the young people in the offices or the departments of the factory.

A young worker in the bottle brushing workshop was convinced by the chief engineer of Jianghuai Province and repaired the Dongying machine that no one dared to move. This also made her very curious. For the first time since work, a bottle brusher walked in. Her vision!

It just so happened that Zhou Fenghe had set up a task, and she also wanted to satisfy her curiosity, but this "donkey" was still fluttering!

Thinking of the nickname she gave him is really vivid, a smile burst out from the corner of Liang Jingwen's mouth.

In the afternoon, this "donkey" really came to the broadcasting station, holding her lunch box, the lunch box was completely brushed, just like a wine bottle in the factory...

"Jingwen!"

As soon as she got on her bike, she called to a beautiful young woman in her thirties.

"Little aunt!"

The handlebar was held firmly by the young woman, and Liang Jingwen had to get out of the car. This is her brother-in-law’s lover. She looks very beautiful, but she is a restless person in her bones. No, she quit her job in the sewing machine factory years ago. Be self-employed.

Driven by her, my brother-in-law also quit his job in the bicycle factory, and the couple opened a restaurant on Murder Street.

This caused Liang Jingwen's mother to be very upset. You must know that these two factories were very popular at the beginning. They were able to enter these two factories because Liang Jingwen's father made it for them, but now they have to leave.

"Jingwen, they all say that the eighteenth woman has changed," Liang Jingwen's little aunt smiled while fanning the wind with her hand. "Our Jingwen has become more and more beautiful, and we have become factory flowers. Jingwen, my aunt is here today. I beg you to come."

"Please?" Liang Jingwen smiled. The two heard that they have made a lot of money and are still showing off in front of their mothers. When is it their turn to beg their nephew?

"Yeah, isn't it? I'm here today to beg my nephew. You also know that your uncle opened a restaurant. Our restaurant is short of nothing but beer..."

Liang Jingwen's face sank. Because of the beer, the two men often ran to their own homes, but now beer is purchased and sold. It is the wine for entertainment in the district. It is also quantitative. If his father can help for a while, he can't help. Even the mother didn't show this little aunt a good face.

"I'm just a broadcaster, I can't help, little aunt, you can find someone else." Liang Jingwen pushed up the bicycle to go, but the handlebar was still firmly held.

"Before you couldn't help, but now it's different," the crowd in front of a guide factory, my little aunt, "Isn't there a beer? I heard that Qin Dong is also a young man, Jingwen, you...you said With a bang, he doesn't have to take the pole and send it over..."

Liang Jingwen was as smart as snow, and of course she understood what her little aunt meant, and her complexion immediately turned red.

This "donkey" sold beer and became a man of the whole factory and a man of the district. Now even her friends and classmates let her walk through the back door.

In peacetime, if she puts down her arrogance, she doesn't need to speak at all, just a hint is enough, but now it doesn't work, and she doesn't even want to find him.

This afternoon, Qin Dong came to the broadcasting station. She took the lunch box and walked away with excuses and left him on the bench for half an hour!

"Jingwen, don't go, you don't help, there is no beer in my store, and without beer, there will be no customers. You can't see that the money that my uncle and I opened the restaurant has been lost..."

"Little aunt, you let go..."

Liang Jingwen's face became more and more flushed, and the workers around her kept looking at this place, and she became more irritable. In desperation, she looked at the bungalow in the Nanchang, and the words "Bulk Beer Distribution Office" were particularly prominent...

...

Today, Qin Dong's office has expanded in size.

Under Wu Geng's coordination, the two adjacent rooms were also opened, and Lu Xuguang sat there in a decent manner, restaurants, shops, non-staple food stores... and other large businesses belonged to him, while Du Xiaoshu was in charge of managing retail investors.

With helpers and clear division of labor, Qin Dong felt that the pressure on his shoulders was much less.

It's not time for get off work in the afternoon again, the front door of the dealership is still crowded with people, there is a market for beer, but the plan has curbed consumption, and now once the opening is loosened, the market is immediately activated.

Qin Dong can imagine the dividends in the beer market, but this is a huge red sea!

There are more and more people, it seems there are more than noon yesterday!

The number of tickets in the drawer is also increasing. Qin Dong secretly calculated that, plus the patent fee from the Luzhou factory in Jianghuai Province, plus the money collected in the past two days, he can really buy a room on the first floor and one floor in the city. Of a house!

The money was collected softly, but he couldn't sit still, "Da Guang, come and collect the money," Qin Dong shouted, "I'll go to the bathroom."

"I want to go too." Lu Xuguang counted the tickets, "Hurry up, I can't stand it anymore, just hold on here."

Hold on, is it for the money?

Qin Dong stood up. He looked outside. The sky was slowly getting dark, but the number of people in the queue did not decrease at all. "Raise the price." He said decisively, "Little tree..."

His eyes lit up, Du Xiaoshu did not come in, but Willow, Du Xiaoju and Qin Nan walked in, "Sister Zhi, Xiaoju, how did you find here? Why did you come in, so crowded outside?"

"Buy beer and find Qin Dong," Liu Zhi smiled softly, "Who doesn't know that there is Qin Dong in Rongya District now!"

"Little tree sent us in," Du Xiaoju looked at the simple book on the table. "This is not the way to keep this account." She naturally sat behind the table, picked up a pen, and opened the drawer with her hand, "Qin Dong,... …"

Du Xiaoju covered her mouth. As an accountant, it was not that she had never seen money, but she knew how much of the money in the drawer belonged to Qin Dong. Looking at the drawer full of tickets, her heart jumped.

Liu Zhi and Qin Nan also came and looked into the drawer. It was Liu Zhi who was prepared with heart, and was also frightened. "Xiaoju, is this all Qin Dong's money?" she asked in a low voice.

"This is my brother's?" Qin Dong took Du Xiaoshu to deposit money in the bank every day. Qin Nan also knew about the money, but she had no idea about the money, and she realized that the money really appeared in front of her today. What is the meaning of more money!

Drawers full of money, gross bills, block tickets, ten yuan bills... all piled up in the drawer!

"Xiaoju, the money will be handed over to you," Qin Dong couldn't help it anymore, opening the door and squeezing the crowd away in a hurry.

But as soon as he showed up, the crowd rushed again like a tide.

"Qin Duan, Qin Duan is out."

"Qin Duan, do you still have beer?"

"Xiao Qin, leave two hundred catties for my shop, you must keep it for me..."

...

Feeling the enthusiasm of the tide and the rush of urine, Qin Dong could only nod his head while running towards the toilet. Inadvertently, he saw the familiar figure again, but at this time, the figure appeared in the crowd. So lonely and helpless...