booktalesy Chapter 88 This pen is not right!
Chapter 88 This pen is not right!
Without Lin Yuanshan giving any instructions, one of the people present and Hong Shun's gang members quickly followed Crippled Rong.
The two men walked out of the factory one after the other. The man went into the alley and pulled out a rickshaw.
Limping Rong said he had worked hard, and then sat in the back of the cart.
The man grabbed the handlebars, pulled the bike up, and sped off towards Tongzhou Street.
Since Lin Yuanshan owned two factories, in order to facilitate travel between the two places.
Biandanwei has parked three rickshaws on this side and three on Tongzhou Street, so people can get around.
Lin Yuanshan first showed Zhang Chujie around the factory.
Then, he had Zhang Chujie connect with the mud handle and divide the rented slabs into three bedrooms.
It was getting late at this time.
The little rabbit came to deliver food again, which saved Zhang Chujie a meal.
He was a quick-witted person, and when he saw that even though the little rabbit was so small, Lin Yuanshan had used her as a cook, he finally understood why Bo Rong could become the factory manager.
We are in dire need of talent!
This boss, known to outsiders as a cunning man, rose to prominence too quickly and lacked sufficient foundation.
The only way to select a general was to choose someone who was short and stood out a little, and he would grab them and use them as a substitute.
I guess I've made it in time!
Based on the other party's keen insight in uncovering his biggest secret from just a few words.
Making a fortune is only a matter of time.
A pair of bamboo chopsticks quickly rummaged through the lunchbox.
In fact, Zhang Chujie's mind works even faster!
Facing Lin Yuanshan, he was constantly outmaneuvered and always at a disadvantage.
Compared to the others present, Bai Mianjie believed he had no rivals, and he had to have no rivals!
Otherwise, how can I expect to be valued in the future?
After finishing his boxed lunch, Zhang Chujie made a request to Lin Yuanshan, hoping to learn about the factory's current production plan, material inventory, and other work-related information related to Lin Yuanshan.
Smart people get into character very quickly.
Lin Yuanshan was not offended. While eating, he told Huang He about the agreement the factory had signed with the Yellow River for the purchase of waste materials and the repurchase of substandard rubber flowers.
This matter is no longer a secret in the industry.
Zhang Chujie is a street figure who has heard about the plastic waste controversy.
Hearing this, his eyes gleamed, and his tone was excited: "Boss, so this time, you and Mr. Li were in cahoots..."
"Tsk! What do you mean by collusion? It's a coincidence! It's all a coincidence!" Lin Yuanshan objected, decisively correcting the other person: "We're Jiao people, a few jokes are fine! But if it gets to Mr. Li's ears, he can sue you for defamation."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhang Chujie nodded repeatedly, "It was a slip of the tongue."
"Go to the warehouse to check out the materials first, then go to Tongzhou Street and get acquainted with the workers there." Lin Yuanshan put down his lunchbox and pointed to the gate: "There are rickshaws available in both places."
"When you go out, someone will naturally take you there; you don't need to pay for transportation. The factory keeps track of fares, and we'll settle the accounts at the end of the month."
Recalling what Limpy Rong had just done, it seemed that when he went out, there really was a tattooed young man following behind him. Zhang Chujie's expression was quite interesting.
This makeshift operation actually has a government car?
Lin Yuanshan was eager for Zhang Chujie to get familiar with his job and get on the job. He urged him to leave while leading the well-fed Tie Tou towards the gate.
After leaving a message that he was out on business, Lin Yuanshan hurried off, got into the truck bed, gave an address, and Tie Tou pulled the truck away at breakneck speed. By the time Zhang Chujie caught up, the truck was already dozens of meters away.
At the same time.
Chao An Ya, the second-tiered knife, is experiencing the most terrible crisis of his life.
With utmost care, Ercengdao carefully placed the pen case containing Lin Huaijin's fountain pen on the side table next to Biandanwei: "Wei, Brother Wei, this pen is the collateral for this ticket."
Biandanwei lifted the lid of the teacup, took a sip, then turned and spat it out: "Damn it! What lousy tea! It tastes moldy, shit!"
Ah Shui, the waiter, wanted to explain, but he had only taken one step when Er Ceng Dao stopped him with a fierce look.
This is clearly a troublemaker. Disliking the tea is just the beginning; the real trouble is yet to come!
He slammed the covered bowl back onto the tea table, picked up a pen, examined it carefully, and compared it with the details Lin Yuanshan had mentioned. He then handed the pen to his advisor, Ming, saying, "Check it over. If there are no problems, then pay the ransom."
The clerk, Ming, took the pen, pretended to examine it carefully for a few moments, then craned his neck to compare it with the receipt next to the pen case. He exclaimed in surprise, "No! This pen is wrong! Brother Wei, they must have switched it!"
Upon hearing this, Biandanwei stood up and grabbed the collar of his double-layered sword with his left hand.
Before the other party could speak, Biandanwei slapped him four times with his right hand.
Ten years ago, Biandanwei was already a Red Pole under Hongshun!
Back then, in the 50s, Biandanwei was able to become a Red Pole at the Hong Kong docks. His fighting prowess was absolutely genuine.
It's definitely not those quacks who rose to power in the late 80s by bragging and throwing money around!
Now in his forties, he's considered to be in his prime, so those four slaps from Brother Wei...
At least eight teeth fell out from both sides of the double-layered knife, and the shriveled and fleshless cheeks quickly became red and swollen.
Not content with just slapping him, Biandanwei then added a kick, sending this scoundrel who ran a shady pawnshop and preyed on his fellow villagers flying. He crashed heavily into the counter and lay sprawled on the ground.
"Damn! If it can be used as a 500 yuan pen, it's worth at least 2000 yuan on the market!"
"Now you've replaced it with a regular Parker gold pen, how dare you rip me off? You dare to rip me off like that?" Not content with just hitting him, Bian Danwei grabbed the pawn ticket and slammed it against the counter.
Judging from the commotion, they don't seem to be here to cause trouble, but rather to demolish the shop.
The second-tier knife, who had been lying on the ground groaning in pain, hurriedly got up, opened his mouth with blood streaming from his teeth, and cried out that he was innocent: "Brother Wei, I would never dare to cheat you!"
That day, he came over wanting to be the young man who owned this pen. He claimed to be a spendthrift and also the cousin of Ah Hao from the Shek Kip Mei water house.
I only bought this pen at a high price because of Brother Hao. I... I didn't even know how the pawn ticket ended up in your hands.
"I'm going to pounce on the mother!"
Ah-hao's cousin is a businessman, nicknamed "The Villain Yuan".
The "spendthrift" you mentioned, who knows how you made that up?
As for this pawn ticket, what business is it of yours where I got it from! My Da Shun Mahjong parlor has thousands or tens of thousands of yuan per game. Now someone is so greedy from losing that he wants to pawn it to me. Is that not allowed? Biandanwei continued to rage, pointing at Ercengdao's nose and cursing, "Let me tell you, that person clearly told me that the pen is made of pure gold, and it's an American antique, inlaid with many gemstones."
I bought it for 5000 back then, and it's worth 2000 on the secondhand market!
If I pay 500 to redeem it, I can cover his bet amount.
If I don't get a pen today, I'll tear down your sign!
"Brother Weiwei, please be reasonable. It's America. America has only been established for a few years. Where would they find some antique pen with pure gold and gemstones?" Ercengdao was speechless with bitterness. He just couldn't understand how such a high-priced appraisal could lead to trouble!