Return to 1983 and be a detective

Early in the morning, there was still frost on the ground. This kind of frost flower, which Longshui people call radish jelly, froze the ground hard.

Xu Shan rode his bicycle home. He had a question in his mind that needed to be verified.

That is his predecessor, what kind of person he is.

Although he thought so before, he thought that his predecessor was a bastard with no ambition, no knowledge and skills, and he also got involved in gambling. He was so happy with his success that he ended up speculating.

But if it was really such a person, why would Amelia Su seek out her predecessor?

If you just want to find someone as a shield, then with Su Wan's beauty and family background, what kind of person can't be found? Why do you want to find such an unknown young man from the countryside?

But this memory of his seemed to be hidden by something.

All he can think of is his predecessor's confession, which he confessed about beating his wife and cheating with money, but he seems to have no memory of these.

This is very strange.

Could it be that the predecessor also experienced a period of amnesia?

When I got home, my elder sister and younger sister were not at home.They all went to school, and Xu Shan had to go to see the situation at the powder drying factory.

The dry powder factory has been doing well recently. As the Chinese New Year approaches, many people come to buy dry powder.

The so-called exchange for rice is to exchange rice. In the past, people often used barter to complete transactions.

Xu Manfu was also extremely busy.

Although he was busy, seeing the factory's profits getting better and better made his heart feel sweeter than drinking honey.

Even though the factory belongs to Xu Shan personally, he, as the village chief, is naturally happy to see that all the villagers working in the factory are living a better life because of the factory.

Seeing Xu Shan coming over, he stopped what he was doing and came over to greet Xu Shan: "Shanzi, you are back. There is too much work in this factory. I was just going to discuss with you whether to add another one." Machine, we need to hire more people.”

"Third Grandpa, you don't need to report these things to me. You can make your own decisions."

"That's not possible. You are the director of the factory. I have to tell you that I can only buy it if you agree."

"Is the factory still short of money?"

"There is no shortage. In the past six months, our factory has achieved three times the efficiency of previous years. There is definitely no shortage of money. The biggest shortage now is manpower. As you know, people from our village have come to our two There are more than [-] people working in the dry powder factory, and the pickle factory has recently hired more than a dozen people. Basically, housewives who are willing to make money come to work in our factory. But at the end of the year, Everyone comes here to change the dry powder, we may be a little busy."

Yes, what Xu Manfu said is true. In the past, the main customers of the dried powder factory were individual customers. These individual customers mainly exchanged rice for dried powder, but now the dried powder factory mainly supplies It's instant noodles. The business of exchanging rice for noodles has almost stopped.But this was the factory's strategy, and people from all over the country didn't know it. They still came here carrying rice to exchange for rice flour.

You said they worked hard to carry the rice here, can you bear to let them come in vain?

Although making money is important, you can't lose your humanity because of making money. Especially in business these days, you can't just focus on money.

"Then let's recruit more people. If we don't have enough people in our village, we'll recruit people from other villages. I think the No. [-] Scholar Village next door is good."

What Xu Manfu was waiting for was Xu Shan's words: "As long as you agree, I will go to the countryside and let them broadcast it. With the treatment in our factory, I guess people will not be so miserable."

After leaving the dried noodles factory, Xu Shan went to the pickle factory.

It turned out that this old branch had the same troubles as Xu Manfu, and was also short of manpower.

Not only is there a shortage of manpower, but there is also the problem of insufficient space. Originally, the place of this pickle factory was not very big. Putting some pickle jars would almost fill the space. But now the business has expanded, not only pickles, but also smelly ones. Winter melons and the like require a pickle pond, and the pickle factory is built in a mountain. The water source in the mountain is also limited, and it basically does not support expansion.

"Do you have any solution?" Xu Shan asked.

The old man chuckled: "There is a way, but I'm not suitable to come forward. You need to find someone to talk to."

"What do you mean?"

"When it comes to the pickle factory, we are just doing it on a small scale. The pickle factory owned by my old man in Zhuangyuan Village is the biggest one. There are many cement tanks for pickles. If they are allowed to use them now, it is a complete waste. "

Xu Shan understood as soon as he heard it. The old man was really filial to his children.

I have always been thinking about that pickle factory.

But thinking about it, the pickle factory has always been Lao Zhi's hard work, but it was always opened in the name of Lao Zhi's father. How come it later became Lao Zhi's father's factory.

But the old branch's opinions were not respected in that factory, so he would follow Xu Shan to start a business.

Now that he is successful in starting a business and has made this pickle factory a great success, why doesn't he want to return home in glory?

Gao Luo also needs to go back and let everyone see what it means not to bully young people into poverty.

However, the old branch thought of buying the factory and annexing it to become a branch of the pickle factory.But he also knew his father's temper, that is, the stones in the latrine were smelly and hard.

If he wants to go back and talk about the acquisition, he probably won't let him get involved even if his father smashes the factory, demolishes it, and turns it into a toilet.

That's why he wanted Xu Shan to come forward.

Xu Shan naturally knew that the burden on his shoulders was quite heavy, and he did not want to get involved in the fight between father and son.But now it was no longer possible without getting involved, so he bit the bullet and came to Zhuangyuan Village.

This Zhuangyuan Village is actually the seat of the Zhuangyuan Township government. According to high EQ, this place is the capital of Zhuangyuan Township, so the level is naturally higher.Compared with a small village like Xujiacun, which has dozens to less than a hundred households, it is naturally much more developed.

The pickle factory is built next to the stream. In fact, the pickle bar also needs water. The water source determines the quality of the pickles. Xu Shan went to the pickle factory and wanted to talk to his father. , but it happened that the door of their pickle factory was closed, and it seemed that they were on vacation.

He couldn't come here in vain, so he asked the villagers near the pickle factory about the situation. After asking, he found out that the pickle factory had been closed for several days. He heard that it was because the pickle factory could not pay wages, so they had to use pickles as wages. , the people who worked here would definitely not do it, so they closed the factory.

Xu Shan was secretly happy when he heard this. Isn't this a good opportunity? If the pickle factory is still in good condition and everyone is still nostalgic, then things will be difficult to handle.Now Xu Shan doesn't need to use any force. It is about to close down. Doesn't it mean that he can buy this factory as long as he spends some money?

After inquiring about the location of an old branch's home, Xu Shan went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought two boxes of Shuangbaosu, a can of malted milk, and two bottles of Site wine, which he hung on the front handlebar of his bicycle and headed towards. The old branch ran away.

At this time, Lao Zhi’s father, Zhi Tang Nai, was sitting at the door basking in the sun. In the winter this year, when the sun is nice, everyone would come out to bask in the sun together, find a sunny place, and gather around Together, you can bring cigarettes or melon seeds, or you can do it without. You can lean against the wall with your sleeves and hands, basking in the warm sun. It feels so good all the time.

Longshui people call this the hatching of the sun.Shidou Nai liked sunhats the most. In the past, as the director of a pickle factory, he could only speak a few words. When he got into the crowd of sunhats, he would take the initiative to give up the best position to him. He, in the words of later generations, Shidou Nana was a c-level presence wherever he went.

But today he didn't dare to go out, so he had to drag a bamboo chair in his yard, sit at the door, and smoke alone. The factory couldn't pay wages, and he didn't know where to look with his face. Even if I let him go, I don't dare to go out. I have gone from being a big boss in society to being a fearful person in society now.

The tobacco bag contained small orchid tobacco grown by himself, which should have been very fragrant, but he felt uncomfortable no matter how much he smoked. At this moment, he heard someone outside the hospital asking: "Is the branch director at home?"

Hearing this voice, Shidou Nai directly put away the chair and slithered into the house like a mouse, leaving behind an empty yard and a yard full of winter sunshine.