Chapter 565: Honest Taozi

"Hey, isn't this the prince? I haven't seen him for more than three years, right?"

While Wang Yan was walking around with his hands behind his back, a man wearing a white shirt, military trousers and a parted hair came over and greeted him with a surprised look on his face.

Wang Yan smiled and shook hands with the visitor: "Yang Huajian, it's been more than three years. I haven't seen you since I joined the queue. It's rare that a cadre son like you can remember me after such a long time."

"What you are saying is that I really can't help myself. Otherwise, I would have gone to your hospital to look for you." Yang Huajian shook his head and said: "It's not that there are too many people returning to the city, and it's hard to find a good job. Our old man can't find it either." I can't be of much help. I have been worrying about work. You said that we have four brothers and three sisters. I am the fourth child, with one sister and two younger brothers. I am embarrassed to stay at home and earn nothing. I can't eat well, and I can't sleep well. Your Majesty, don't be like me."

"Then why are you going to Shichahai if you don't study for a job in the class? Are you trying to get a side job and start freeing up votes?"

Seeing Wang Yan staring at the stack of tickets leaking out of his trouser pocket, Yang Huajian was a little embarrassed and didn't hide it well. His father is an official, so arranging a job for him is actually not as difficult as it seems. If he wants to go to a factory, it's just that it's difficult to get a job in a government agency. It's actually a bit embarrassing to do this kind of thing now.

He said: "We can't just sit back and rest on our laurels. We have a lot of people in our family. Even though my parents are both cadres, they are also receiving death wages. How dare I ask for money from them? Isn't this just self-reliance. I also heard that My friend said it’s safer here, so come here with them to earn some pocket money. How are you, Prince? There’s been no news at all in the past few years, what are you doing now?”

"The person who repairs the equipment in the logistics department of Yili Food Factory works twenty-six months a month. He is a serious worker."

"Okay, workers are good. Our country is led by the working class, and we are truly the masters of the country."

"Shangzhang is online."

Yang Huajian laughed: "What's the matter, are you here to exchange tickets? I have all kinds of meat stamps, food stamps, and industrial stamps. If you want any tickets, just ask, and they will be given to you at the cost price. I guarantee that you will not waste your money."

"That's not necessary. I'm just here for a stroll. You can be busy and it won't stop you from making money. If you have time, call Chunming. Let's drink together and talk about how the past few years have been."

"Okay, then you can take a stroll, see you later." Yang Huajian nodded happily, turned around and left.

Not all cadres' children are so majestic. At this time, all monsters and monsters have to be kept quiet. What's more, Yang Huajian's father doesn't have a high position. He must be capable, but he's not as powerful as he imagined. People don't care about their appearance, and they go out to make money, and they are indeed self-reliant. Later, there were some achievements, perhaps it was at this time that the foundation was laid.

After all, buying and selling is easy to say, but not everyone can do it in practice. For many people, opening their mouth is already a difficult task. Not to mention having to understand what tickets and prices are, and dealing with the relationship between competitors, which is not an easy task.

However, although everyone is in the same misery now, when the spring breeze blows throughout China, these cadres and their children will also ride on the wind. Their fathers had a certain amount of energy at their disposal, and they harnessed this energy. If you take advantage of the gaps in some management systems and approve two notes at will, you can make a lot of money.

After sighing for a moment, Wang Yan continued to wander around with his hands behind his back. During this period, he bought a sapphire finger ring from the Jiaqing period of the Qing Dynasty and an enamel snuff bottle. Because the Qing Dynasty was the last feudal dynasty, the capital was the imperial capital, and there were countless dignitaries, so there were more things from the Qing Dynasty, followed by those from the Ming Dynasty. The further forward in time, the less things can be passed down. All are damaged by war or decayed by time.

So even in such a good period now, it is not easy to get some objects from Ming Dynasty and before Ming Dynasty. It mainly depends on luck. If you meet it, you just picked it up. If you don't meet it, you can't ask for it.

After walking around for a while, under Yang Huajian's ever-concerned gaze, Wang Yan waved a fat man who was scalping tickets to leave.

Yang Huajian is a smart man. Seeing this situation, he didn't know that this guy was also scalping votes. After all, they are all classmates. If Wang Yan wants to exchange tickets, there is no reason not to exchange them with him. In this case, Wang Yan also found someone else, and that person was very respectful to Wang Yan, so wasn't he his younger brother?

Well, he came from a dignified cadre family, so he personally went into battle to save his face and gain votes. It turned out that he had subordinates. And based on his past understanding of Wang Yan, it is definitely not just in this area, there must be other places. After all, when he was in school, Wang Yan never walked by alone when he went out, and there were many little brothers who played with him.

In fact, just as Yang Huajian thought, Wang Yan left the alley with the man, walked north, and stopped in front of a house not far from Desheng Gate.

When he arrived at the place, the boy took out the key from his pocket and opened the door.

This is one of his brothers who makes money with him. His name is Li Dahai. He is the second in command. Those who make money in other places are dispatched by him and another person. They mainly exchange tickets and resources with each other. Everyone works together and shares the money. As for where Wang Yan's leadership control ability is reflected, it is too empty to say that it is his personal charm. There are only two real points. At the beginning, he provided the capital and led these subordinates to do it little by little. The other point, of course, is his deterrence, which makes them dare not do anything out of line.

As for the rest, such as helping with things, paying for medical treatment when family members are sick, etc., they are all small favors under personal charm. Of course, that is also in his opinion. In the eyes of the people who are helped, they are all to solve urgent problems and save lives. In this way, deterrence is counted as the basis for stabilizing the leadership of these people.

To put it bluntly, it is still a sweet date in one hand and a big stick in the other. The sweet date is very sweet, and the big stick is deadly. It's that simple.

Because the boy was chubby, Wang Yan said as he stepped over the threshold: "Fatty, I haven't been here for a while. How are you doing? Is everything okay?"

"Prince, are you still worried about the brothers doing things? There is no problem at all. According to your instructions, we went to the brothers last month to share, and also collected the old items you asked for. The remaining fifty yuan is all here with me."

As he spoke, the fat man began to take out his pocket and counted out five ten-yuan bills and handed them to Wang Yan. At this time, the third set of Chinese currency was used, and there were no hundred-yuan bills. Of course, according to the current situation of the country, when the monthly salary is only twenty or thirty, there is no need to use hundred-yuan bills.

"You have been collecting for such a long time. If you come across an old item, see if the price is right. You don't have to buy it as you did before."

Wang Yan took the money and put it directly into his pocket. He pushed open a door and pointed at the various things tightly placed on the wooden shelf and the messy things piled on the ground: "Look, there is no place to put such a big house. You should collect it slowly. Ask around recently to see if there are any big houses like this for sale. I will contact them when the time comes, and then we will study it. Also, be careful when you come here, don't let others follow you and rob my house. I have put all my efforts for so many years here."

Of course, it is not allowed to buy and sell houses these days, but contracts and agreements can be signed. Although the original owner may not admit his debt in the future, he also has the ability to make him regret his life. On the other hand, as long as there are friends who know some people, it is not difficult to change the current owner of the property. There is room for operation.

The fat man responded, "Don't worry, Prince. After so many years, the brothers have known it all. I guarantee that there will be no problem."

Wang Yan nodded, took the cigarette handed by the fat man and lit it, and then began to look around in the yard.

This is a two-story yard. There are shelves in each room, displaying various cultural relics. The most, of course, are from the Ming and Qing dynasties. In addition to some small things, there are also a lot of furniture. So although his things seem to be a lot, it is mainly the furniture that takes up space.

He didn't feel much about these things, and he didn't say that he liked everything he saw like Han Chunming. If he had to say, what he valued more, in addition to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone for drinking and writing, is the calligraphy and painting, because there are many things he has never seen, and he can take a look, appreciate, extract the essence, and improve his already high level of calligraphy and painting.

After roughly looking at various things, Wang Yan gave the fat man a few instructions, and then slowly followed the fat man back to the alley before. His bicycle was parked outside, otherwise he would have just left.

As expected, he ran into Yang Huajian again when he came back. He said with an unhappy face: "My Lord, you are not particular. I said before that I was dealing in tickets here, and I felt a little embarrassed. Who would have thought that one of the most powerful people in this alley is your brother, my Lord?"

"You are embarrassed, that's because your family has a high threshold, and your status is different from that of an ordinary citizen like me. Besides, I am not particular. I told you that I was repairing equipment in the food factory, but I didn't say that I have a friend who does this here. How can you come up and tell others that you are dealing in tickets? Didn't you, Master Yang, hide the things in your pockets, just in case I saw them?"

Yang Jianhua smiled and waved his hand and said: "Okay, it's my fault, no I've said it, let's turn the page. Prince, tell me the truth, how long have you been doing this job? "

"It's been a long time, I was doing it before you joined the team. There's nothing I can do, it's all for a good life. You know, my parents passed away early, if I don't think of some way, how can I still eat meat?" Wang Yan patted his shoulder with a smile: "Come on, you're busy, let's drink when you have time, it's getting late, I'll go home first."

"Okay, Prince, when I find a job in a while, I'll treat you and Chunming to a drink."

Wang Yan waved his hand, then strolled out of the alley, and rode leisurely to the ethnic restaurant located in Wangfujing Dong'an Market, not far from home. This name is of course unfamiliar, but if you say its other name, many people should know it, that is Donglaishun, the one that sells mutton. This name was changed because of the special period, and it was not until 1979 that it was restored to its old brand.

He was too lazy to cook, and he had just received fifty dollars, so he planned to have a good meal.

Coincidentally, he had just arrived when a light rain suddenly fell from the sky that had been sunny and hot all day, washing away the heat of midsummer and soothing people's anxious hearts. In such weather, it feels great to comfortably eat hotpot mutton, drink Erguotou, and look out the window at the rainy scene of Beijing in the 1970s.

But this feeling of leisure and comfort did not last long, because after he drank a pound of wine and ate several plates of meat, the rain not only did not let up, but in fact became heavier.

Standing at the door of the hotel, Wang Yan decided to give God a chance. So he took out a cigarette and lit one, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, and puffed away comfortably.

Obviously, he is a mortal with some adventures, and his face is not so big that God can give him a thin face. After smoking a cigarette, the raindrops are still crackling on the ground.

Shaking his head and smiling, he held the cigarette butt between his thumb and middle finger and flicked it out casually. He stepped into the rain, unlocked the car, and continued to ride home slowly.

Of course, he is not the only unlucky one. Every time it rains, there are always people who get watered. They were different from Wang Yan in that they had neither umbrellas nor big heads. Those on bicycles pedaled furiously, while those without bicycles ran wildly. Of course they saw Wang Yan walking slowly like a fool, but they just cursed secretly, wondering which fool didn't notice, so they just ran away.

Wang Yan naturally had different reasons for this. He pretended to say that since he was already wet, no matter how hard he kicked or ran, there would be no way to change it. It was just that the length of time he was soaked was different. So in that case, why not take a good shower?

Of course, there is a prerequisite for this. He is a big animal and will not catch a cold at all. If not, he must be the fastest one. After all, a child without an umbrella can only run hard. This is true. After all, it only takes a little while to water it, and it is uncomfortable to be hit by heavy raindrops on the head...

On Monday morning, as agreed, Wang Yan called Han Chunming when he went to work and asked Han Chunming to pedal on the bicycle to carry him, who weighed more than 200 kilograms. Sweating profusely, Han Chunming finally started working.

Wang Yan had no influence on this matter, so Han Chunming went wherever he was supposed to, and he still got to know Li Chengtao, who had a bad tongue, was a bit stuttering, and had always been his loyal little brother.

Of course, the relationship was not very good at the beginning, and they always needed to be in contact, so they just went to work like this, and Han Chunming became familiar with those colleagues.

Every day, Han Chunming struggled to carry Wang Yan, who weighed more than 200 kilograms, to and from get off work...

As for Su Meng, although her relationship with Wang Yan is much closer, she is not that close either. It's nothing more than breaking the unfamiliarity. From the original nodding when meeting, to being able to chat for a while when we meet occasionally, and we are very familiar with each other. Compared with Han Chunming, who has always been very enthusiastic and has never concealed his love, he is still a little worse.

In the same way, the incident where Su Meng and Han Chunming originally made love and sculled in Beihai Park still happened. It was the Sunday off a week after Han Chunming went to work, and Su Meng said she wanted to go to the Children's Palace to take a look.

In fact, Su Meng also came to see Wang Yan, but Wang Yan went out to hold a meeting for the younger brothers early that day, and it was a pity that he missed it. When he came back to cook in the evening, Su Meng came over to tell him, and also told him about Han Chunming's feats during the day. In fact, she hasn't discovered the seriousness of the problem. She simply thinks that talking to Wang Yan is interesting and relaxing.

So even if something like this happens, it's not a big problem, it's just that time has been delayed a lot. As much as Su Meng and Han Chunming were struggling, as long as the bond was not too deep in the later stage and the time cost was too great, he would have plenty of opportunities to intervene.

After all, he couldn't just keep an eye on these two people at home all day long. That was Cheng Jianjun, not his Wang style. Moreover, the thirty-eight episodes of the TV series, which were performed for more than thirty years, only provide an approximate time of occurrence, and the specific time period cannot be grasped. The TV show can be made in small print, and it will be a few years later. But he couldn't do it right now, he had to live day by day.

Speaking of Cheng Jianjun, this guy is very busy right now. She heard nothing else from Su Meng. It was either Han Chunming or Wang Yan. It had nothing to do with him. So he has been studying how to stand up and suppress Han Chunming and Wang Yan.

Of course, this is not what anyone said, but what Wang Yan thought. After all, Cheng Jianjun has that kind of virtue. He can think of it as a heel. It’s just that I haven’t disgusted myself yet, so I’m too lazy to respond…

It was the beginning of another week of work and another day of drinking tea. Wang Yan went to the parking shed to find his bicycle, unlocked it, pushed it aside and set it up somewhere out of the way, took out a cigarette and sat on the back seat. Started smoking. After smoking a cigarette, Han Chunming happened to jog over and pushed up the car next to him consciously: "Sorry, Your Majesty, I haven't finished some work, so I'm a little late."

Wang Yan waved his hand, threw the cigarette butt into the flower pond on the roadside, stamped it out, and walked out unsteadily.

Han Chunming muttered on the side: "I really need to save money to buy a bicycle. I'm really sorry that I always bother you like this."

"It's nothing. We're all from the same hospital, so I'm just on my way. There's nothing wrong with me going back. It doesn't matter if I go earlier or later. If anything happened to me, I would have told you to stay on my feet and go back."

"Then I'm tired of riding a bicycle with you all day long. My lord, your martial arts skills are different now. You look like you don't have any flesh on your body, which is really true. It only took me these two days to get used to it. The two days before My thighs are so sore."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "It's a free car, so don't pay for it, but it's not too much to contribute a little. Isn't it said that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world?"

As they laughed and talked, the two of them left the factory. As soon as they left the gate, they saw a boy sitting on the back seat of a bicycle next to the gate, waving at them. It was Li Chengtao, who had a bad mouth.

Han Chunming was stunned for a moment, and explained to Wang Yan: "We are co-workers in the same workshop."

"I have worked in this factory for more than three years. There are more than a thousand people in our factory. Even if I can't remember their names, I have a basic impression of them."

As they were talking, the two had already arrived in front of Li Chengtao. He obviously knew Wang Yan, and was stunned for a moment, and asked: "Brother Wang, do you know this Han Chunming?"

"We are from the same courtyard." Wang Yan nodded: "What's the matter?"

Li Chengtao was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and said stutteringly: "Han Chunming and I are quite congenial. I have seen him for several days. He doesn't eat bread after entering the factory, and he doesn't even eat raisins. He is too timid. So I asked him to take care of him and brought out two loaves of bread for him to taste at home. But since Brother Wang is here, let's have a share, one for each person."

As he was talking, the boy took out the bread from his army green small bag and stuffed it into Han Chunming's bag during the shoving.

"No, you really take it seriously? Take it back, I can't have it."

"Okay, I've taken it out, why should I give it up? I also got it from the factory, you take public things to do me a favor, you will hang out with me in the future, I will protect you in the factory." Li Chengtao pressed Han Chunming's hand tightly, winked at him, indicating that he should not let other people see it, and looked at Wang Yan and said: "Brother Wang, don't think too much, I really didn't know you knew Han Chunming. One for each of you today, I will take two more tomorrow to make up for you."

This Li Chengtao is of course a good person, and he has done nothing wrong from beginning to end. It was only later when the old Guantou's inheritance was disputed that everyone said it was done by Han Chunming, and he did not doubt it, and was very firm. The only one who really fought with Han Chunming was Guan Xiaoguan, who made a big scene when Han Chunming opened a new private museum, scratched Han Chunming's mother, and Han Chunming gave Guan Xiaoguan a big slap. As Guan Xiaoguan's man, Li Chengtao had to stand up for his wife.

Of course, the reason why he treated Han Chunming like this now was because of the plot. According to his own words, they just got along well. He liked him and thought they could play together. He was quite honest. Stealing two loaves of bread not only showed his courage but also showed his great kindness. Another point was that it didn't cost any money.

Now that Wang Yan was there, he felt a little embarrassed. Considering his honesty, it was reasonable for him to make up for it.

Wang Yan shook his head and patted his shoulder: "Okay, although we didn't have much contact before, you call me Brother Wang, so you should know that I don't lack bread to eat. I've eaten enough a long time ago. Do you still need you to steal for me? Put your heart in your stomach, I won't report you or pick on you. Come on, don't stand here, let's go, go home quickly, we're hungry a long time ago."

Han Chunming turned the car around and sat on the seat: "Prince, get in the car."

Wang Yan stepped over with his long legs and sat on the back seat: "Let's go!"

Han Chunming started with difficulty and rode away.

Li Chengtao was confused and hurriedly rode his bike to catch up: "Brother, why are you calling Brother Wang "Wang Ye"?

"What did you call me?"

"Brother?"

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