Rebirth 1981: Kick your scumbag wife away and become rich instantly

"Manager Ju, good morning!"

At eight o'clock in the morning, as soon as Ju Yanhai arrived at the door of the construction company on his bicycle, he saw Zhao Shanhe chatting and waiting with the guard.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao came quite early. Have you eaten? Come in with me. I'll arrange a car and you guys can set off quickly. Go early and come back early."

Ju Yanhai knew that Zhao Shanhe lived in a machinery factory. After all, it was more than ten kilometers away from him. If he came by bicycle, it would take at least an hour.

When he heard Zhao Shanhe's reply that he had eaten, Ju Yanhai guessed that this was the case. Zhao Shanhe had to get up at six o'clock to wash up and eat in time. He couldn't help but secretly praise Zhao Shanhe for his diligence.

Nowadays, as a large number of educated youth return to the city, due to the shortage of monks and rice, even though the entire Ancheng is a heavy industrial base with many factories and mines, it still cannot accommodate all the educated youth who have returned to the city.

This has also resulted in a large number of young people having nothing to do, or just hanging out at home, waiting to die, sleeping like zombies until they wake up naturally every day.

Otherwise, you just wander around the streets and become a street kid.

In comparison, Zhao Shanhe appears to be particularly unique. He is not only calm and solid, but also able to endure hardships.

The key is to speak and act without leakage, which is also the main reason why Ju Yanhai can appreciate him.

"Manager Ju, I'm going to leave first. Then I will deliver the asbestos tiles directly to the machinery factory site?"

Ju Yanhai had already made arrangements before, so Zhao Shanhe didn't wait long before the Jiefang 140 drove over. After Zhao Shanhe got in the car, he waved goodbye to Ju Yanhai.

Looking at Zhao Shanhe's leaving Jiefang 140, Ju Yanhai thoughtfully took out a cigarette, lit it, and walked slowly back to the office.

"Master, it's been a hard journey..."

Zhao Shanhe took out a box of large front doors, threw it to the bearded driver, and then started talking to the driver.

Drivers in this era are very impressive. There is a saying that once the steering wheel is turned, even the county magistrate will not change it.

Not to mention the drivers of these units, even if they go to the transportation company with a letter of introduction, the dispatched drivers will receive high wages and subsidies.

However, as a cargo owner, if you don’t take good care of your driver, something might happen to you along the way.

So we had to find a way to have a good relationship with him. This driver was named Wang Daqing. He was so sensible when he saw Zhao Shanhe getting on the bus and threw out his cigarette.

He immediately felt fond of Zhao Shanhe.

As the conversation with Zhao Shanhe continued to deepen, I felt that this young man was quite sophisticated and sophisticated, and he even looked at Zhao Shanhe with admiration.

Today's ride was personally arranged by the manager. Even if Zhao Shanhe didn't say anything, he couldn't find fault.

After all, this car is the construction company's own car. If you dare to give up on the road and delay things, you must be responsible.

However, what Zhao Shanhe did made him feel very comfortable, and he arrived in less than noon after a journey of more than 100 kilometers.

After arriving in Kaoshantun, Zhao Shanhe sent the [-] kilograms of rice, [-] kilograms of white flour, and [-] kilograms of soybean oil he bought in Ancheng to his grandma's house. After all, his grandma and grandpa had nothing to say to Zhao Shanhe in these years.

I remember when school was on winter and summer vacation, Zhao Shanhe would take the train and go to his grandma's house to stay for a while.

When he saw his grandson coming, he would give it to Zhao Shanhe without hesitation as long as his grandma’s house was delicious.

Especially Zhao Shanhe, who was born during the three-year natural disaster period. If his grandmother had not brought some millet to the family, Zhao Shanhe, who grew up drinking millet porridge, would have avoided the fate of starving to death.

Ever since Zhao Shanhe grew up, his mother has always whispered in his ears, saying that as the saying goes, all grandchildren are grandma's dogs. After eating the meat, they pat their butts and leave.

He didn't want to be such an ungrateful person, and he couldn't forget the life-saving grace his grandpa and grandpa had given him in this life.

So since there was a ride here today, Zhao Shanhe directly bought some rice, flour, grain and oil and brought them over.

Seeing the Jiefang 140 truck driving into Kaoshantun, the children in the village chased after the truck, smelling the smell of gasoline.

Grandpa, who was chatting at the door of the courtyard, saw the liberation coming and looked over, but unexpectedly he stopped at the door of his house.

"Grandpa, is my uncle back?"

Suddenly, he saw his grandson coming back. Grandpa Wei Shuangxi came forward happily and said, "Your uncle hasn't come back yet. Grandson, you are very fast. Are you here to pull asbestos tiles today?"

Wei Shuangxi never expected that Zhao Shanhe came here in a hurry yesterday and had just discussed with the brigade secretary Feng Shulin about helping sell asbestos tiles.

As a result, a car came to pull it today.

Zhao Shanhe felt a little disappointed when he heard that his old uncle hadn't come back yet. He could be said to be his lifelong idol. When he came here the night before yesterday, he was not at home. He said he had gone to a party with his comrades.

Unexpectedly, I haven't come back yet.

“Grandson, why did you bring so much rice, white flour, and soybean oil?”

Although Wei Shuangxi was happy when he saw Zhao Shanhe jumping into the back compartment and grabbing rice, flour, soybean oil, he thought that Zhao Shanhe's family was not well off.

"Shanhe, this time your uncle came back and bought a lot of fine food for the family. Grandma has everything at home. Your family has a large population, so why don't you take it back later?"

At this time, grandma Wei Zhou, who heard the sound, also came out of the house. Her grandma was an old lady with bound feet, and she walked slowly.

"Grandma, this is the Fuqiang powder I bought in Ancheng City. We don't even have it here. Why are you so polite to me? My family has no shortage of it now."

Zhao Shanhe knew that his grandma and grandpa didn't know that his family was no longer short of money, so he didn't want to talk in depth now that people were talking too much.

You can just close the door and talk to them again when it's more convenient.

Wang Daqing was not bad, and he got along well with Zhao Shanhe, so he jumped out of the car and helped Zhao Shanhe get these things into the house.

"Shanhe, I didn't expect you to come here so soon..."

Jiefang 140 came to the village. This was breaking news. Feng Shulin, the brigade secretary, rushed over after hearing about it.

But what he never expected was that it was Zhao Shanhe who came.

In fact, after talking to Zhao Shanhe yesterday, Feng Shulin didn't take it seriously, although he was very grateful to Wei Shuping for helping him find sales.

But seeing Zhao Shanhe's young appearance, he felt that it was quite unreliable, and he just thought of it as a one-shot deal.

The specific base price for cooperation with Zhao Shanhe and some related situations were clearly discussed at that time, but there was really no hope.

Now I saw that it was Zhao Shanhe who came with a truck. I could tell with my feet that he must be picking up the goods.

Suddenly my heart was filled with joy.

"Secretary Feng, I will take away 2000 asbestos tiles today. Please quickly organize people to load the goods. We have to rush back in the afternoon."

After Zhao Shanhe brought the rice, flour, grain and oil to his grandma's house, he took Feng Shulin into the car and went to the asbestos tile factory to load the goods.

"Grandson, after you finish loading the goods, come to grandma's house for dinner at noon. I will kill a chicken for you..."

When Wei Zhou saw Zhao Shanhe getting on the car, he quickly called after him.

It was almost noon, and the old lady was very happy to see that her grandson was making a difference. She was going to kill the old hen at home and give it to her grandson.

"Old sister-in-law, please stop working. Shanhe is here to help Team Xie sell asbestos tiles. There is also a driver. Leave the meal to me. Let Brother Wei come to the team headquarters later. Let's eat."

Feng Shulin could be said to be elated now, seeing little stars of admiration in Zhao Shanhe's eyes.

How can such a God of Wealth not be entertained?