Journey 1995:Non-Stop

Chapter 87 Divide Money
"Xiao Yan, what have you been busy with lately? Why are you coming home so late every night?" One day, more than ten days later, Yan Hui was resting at the door while changing the saw blade when Brother Zhao came out for a smoke and chatted with him.

"Huh? Brother Zhao, did I disturb your rest?" Yan Hui didn't answer Brother Zhao's question directly. He hadn't told anyone about this, only his four brothers knew.

"No, no, you're never home when I go to sleep, but I find you there when I wake up in the morning."

"Oh, oh, yeah, I'm hanging out with my friends tonight, anyway, I don't have anything else to do," Yan Hui explained.

"What do you guys do tonight? I'm pretty bored here tonight. If you know anything fun, you can call me."

"Huh?" Yan Hui never expected Brother Zhao to ask this question. He hesitated for several seconds before saying, "Brother, we're all just kids playing with things like riding bicycles and singing."

"That's all you do? Do you usually go out with Brother Shan?"

“Rarely. Brother Shan plays differently from me.” Yan Hui paused, glanced at Brother Zhao, and was slightly relieved to see that Brother Zhao didn’t have any special expression.

"So what do you think of Brother Shan?"

"Huh?" Yan Hui suddenly became cautious. "Brother Zhao, I've known Brother Shan for quite a while, but to be honest, he's always treated me like a kid, and we rarely talk, so it's hard for me to give an evaluation."

"Oh, okay, go ahead and get busy." Brother Zhao flicked his cigarette ash and nodded slightly.

On the way back, Yan Hui wondered if Brother Zhao was going to do business with Brother Shan.
If so, then we really need to be careful. But it's best not to speak too deeply with someone you don't know well. Yan Hui dared not say anything carelessly about this kind of thing. Brother Zhao was already being secretive when asking him questions, so why should he say everything?
After putting on his homemade goggles and other protective gear, Yan Hui watched the band saw restart and went back into the basement.

This set of equipment looks ugly, but once you use it, you'll know how effective it is.

As the weather turned cooler, Yan Hui put on long sleeves, long pants, a Lei Feng hat, plus earplugs, a mask, and goggles. Yan Hui felt that this job was quite happy.

People are afraid of comparison. When Yan Hui first arrived in Fengtian, the weather was extremely cold, but as the weather warmed up, his mindset improved. Now, he's sifting wood chips here. Although it's hard and tiring, it's much better than the miserable state he was in on the first day.

Sizzle.
After listening to the familiar sound all day, Yan Hui finished collecting the last of the sawdust and carried it out in the evening. He saw Wang Chao inspecting the band saw there.

"This was just changed half an hour ago, so it doesn't need polishing, right?" Yan Hui said.

"Yes, that's not necessary, but we should still take a look." Wang Chao smiled.

"Brother Chao, what do you do after get off work?" Yan Hui suddenly asked. To be honest, he was really curious. Since Brother Zhao had asked him that earlier, he just wanted to ask Wang Chao as well.

"Me?" Wang Chao pointed to himself, thought for a moment, and said, "I stay in the dorm at night, nothing's going on."

"Huh? Then what am I supposed to do with you? Oh, you don't do anything in the dorm?" Yan Hui realized after speaking that Wang Chao and he were not in the same dorm.

He has some privileges here; Wang Chao lives in a large dormitory with the other workers.

"No, I have a tape recorder in my dorm. I like listening to music. But the batteries are a bit expensive," Wang Chao said, looking at Yan Hui. "If you come and listen, we can listen together."

"Thank you, but I don't really like listening to music. Your hobby is really..." Yan Hui thought for a few seconds before saying, "So elegant!"

It's so easy to run out of things to talk about when you're with Wang Chao, and Yan Hui doesn't want to listen to music.

"It's alright." Wang Chao finished inspecting the saw blade. "Your uncle's equipment here is pretty good, and all the stuff is high-quality." "Mhm." Yan Hui nodded.

The two quickly parted ways, and Yan Hui was now completely certain of one thing: Wang Chao was truly only suited for exchanging technical information.

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Zhao Ge still hadn't returned, so Yan Hui went straight to the train station.

He knew about today's train schedule last night. He knew that there was a train going to Guangzhou that would be very popular. Because it was a long-distance train with a low frequency of departures, he knew that if any business owners came looking for seats, they would definitely be willing to pay for it.

Yan Hui jogged all the way, feeling he was late, only to find that Lao Guo was already there!

"You mentioned this bus yesterday, and I arrived early today, so I got all five remaining seats! I've already sold one!" Old Guo laughed heartily when he saw Yan Hui. "Am I amazing!"

"You're really something!" Yan Hui patted Lao Guo on the shoulder.

"You have to be serious about making money!" Old Guo was quite pleased, and then handed 200 yuan to Yan Hui. "Take this money first, and we'll split it up after we're done tonight."

"You earned it yourself, so you can keep it." Yan Hui handed it back.

"No way, rules are rules. You're the one who made this path, so the agreed-upon profit split can't be changed. Are you suggesting that just because you got here first and made money, you won't give me a share? That's definitely not going to happen. If we get beaten up someday, we'll all get beaten up together." Old Guo's attitude was firm, and he made Yan Hui stuff the money into his pocket.

“Okay, Lao Guo, I’ll listen to you.” Yan Hui nodded. He knew that Lao Guo was a really reliable brother.

Lao Song and Lao Wu are reliable, but they are not the same as Lao Guo.

Soon, the two sold another truckload, and Lao Wu and Lao Song arrived.

Yan Hui told the two that they had already sold 400 and that he would give each of them 80. The two were overjoyed and quickly said that Yan Hui and Lao Guo were too kind.

They agreed to take the money. Old Guo glanced at them and then at Yan Hui, but didn't say anything.

Tonight went incredibly smoothly. By 9 PM, the boss had bought all five freight cars, making a profit of 1000 yuan! A historic breakthrough!

After leaving the freight station, Yan Hui went to their usual spot to divide the money. He took 400, and the remaining brothers each received 200!

“I’m late, so I can’t take this much,” Old Wu said seriously. “Although there are rules, I’m still late. I’ll take half of the first two cars. I’ll take 40 and give the other 40 back to Old Guo.”

"No need, no need, this will be done according to the rules," Yan Hui said immediately.

"We just talked about it. The first car was arranged by Lao Guo himself, and the second car was for the two of you together. I can have the second car's share, but I can't take the first car's share. I'll take 160, that's settled." Lao Wu was clearly reluctant to take 80 less, but he also felt it wasn't right to take all 80, so he chose this compromise, and he was very firm about it.

"Me too!" Upon hearing this, Old Song also took out 40 yuan to give to Old Guo.

“Okay, Lao Guo, you can take it. Anyway, it’s just the four of us, so let’s do whatever makes us happy,” Yan Hui said, handing Lao Guo 80 yuan.

After a few polite refusals from Lao Guo and Yan Hui, they accepted the money. To be honest, he was naturally pleased to have the money; earning 280 yuan in one night, how could he not be happy?

(End of this chapter)