Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Qin Dabao kicked Sun Qian again: "Who do you care who my uncle is? Go open the letter."

Sun Qian rubbed his buttocks and muttered as he walked: "We really don't look like a family. We don't come from the same house, but we kick the same buttocks..."

Zuo Mingyue glared at him: "Fatty! What did you say?"

Sun Qian was so scared that he ran away: "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything..."

Zuo Mingyue stroked her chin, her eyes narrowing. Commune police station? The countryside? Sounds interesting...

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After lunch, Qin Dabao slipped away again. He had to report to Sijiqing Commune tomorrow anyway, so it didn't matter whether he went to work today or not. He hadn't been to his master's house for a while, so he had to go and see him.

He measured the oil level of the motorcycle and found that it was not much. He thought it was a small matter and he could just go to the garage and pump out some oil to add it.

When they arrived at the garage, they saw four drivers playing chess in the duty room. When they heard Dabao said he wanted to refuel, they waved their hands and let him go. Dabao is now a celebrity in the Municipal Bureau. Ever since Liu Shuwen's incident, everyone knows that this guy has a backer in the bureau, a big backer, so everyone respects him.

Qin Dabao carried the oil barrel into the vehicle oil storage warehouse. Wow, it was full of gasoline barrels. Domestic diesel trucks were not born until 53 and were not mass-produced until 63, so now most of the vehicles are gasoline vehicles.

Qin Dabao counted and found that there were more than a hundred oil barrels here. If they were to catch fire, the entire municipal bureau would ascend to heaven and become immortals. This was a major hidden danger and someone had to be responsible for managing it. Otherwise, if something happened, his uncle would definitely be the first person responsible.

He walked around inside, waved his hand, and took away a large barrel of gasoline, which was enough for him to use for two months.

In order not to arouse other people's suspicion, Dabao used the oil barrel in his hand to fill half a bucket and added it to the motorcycle's fuel tank. After filling it up, he went up to the office building.

As soon as the door of the director's office was opened, Lu Jianbang was discussing something with Wang Guohua. They didn't expect someone to dare to enter the director's office without knocking. When they turned around and saw that it was Dabao, they lost their temper.

"You little bastard, don't you even knock before entering the boss's office?"

Qin Dabao chuckled: "Uncle Wang, can I go out and try again?"

Wang Guohua hated this kid's evil smile the most. Whenever he smiled like that, someone would definitely be in trouble.

"Come on, this isn't my office. I don't give a damn about your shit."

"Then I'll go to your office, Uncle Wang, and wait for you?"

Dabao turned and left. Wang Guohua was frightened and quickly shouted: "Get back here, you little bastard. Don't come to my office without permission in the future."

Qin Dabao curled his lips. It was boring for a stingy person to drink cold water.

Lu Jianbang looked at them calmly with a smile on his face and said nothing. Wang Guohua looked at him and then at Dabao.

"Old Lu, something's wrong with you. This little bastard came to your office, and you didn't even lock the door? Aren't you afraid that your things will get lost?"

Lu Jianbang smiled slightly: "I have nothing, what should I be afraid of? This little bastard came to raid me this morning. I am already penniless. What else should I be afraid of?" This tone is typical of a barefoot person who is not afraid of those wearing shoes. This nephew is really something special to plunder a vice-ministerial leader into such a state.

"Dabao, you're going to report tomorrow. Why don't you go back to your grandma's house today? What are you doing here?"

Lu Jianbang tried to keep his tone as gentle as possible.

Qin Dabao put his hands behind his back and said, "There must be something wrong. It's a big thing. If it happens, both of you directors will have to go home and farm."

Wang Guohua burst out laughing: "Get out of my way! What could possibly cause us to be fired and go home to farm?"

"Believe it or not, it's a big deal."

"What do you mean? Tell me."

"What are you talking about?"

"Would you like some water, then?"

"Deputy Director Wang, please stop interrupting me. This is a serious matter. I mean, is it just a waste of time?"

"Then tell me tonight."

Qin Dabao glared and said, "Goodbye!"

Wang Guohua quickly grabbed him and said, "No, no, no, dear boy, what do you mean?"

Lu Jianbang said slowly: "What kind of IQ do you have? It's so obvious, and you don't understand at all? What the little bastard means is that you have to give him something good before he will tell you."

"Why?" Wang Guohua immediately said, "You are the director, I am the deputy. This is your office. If you want to give good things, shouldn't you give them?"

"Don't I have nothing? What can I give as a poor person?"

Wang Guohua was so angry that he laughed: "You are so poor and arrogant, right?"

Lu Jianbang spread his hands, meaning that you are right.

Wang Guohua was very anxious. He knew that Qin Dabao would not fool them with something big. Since he said that, there must be something wrong, and it was not a small matter. But he was unwilling to let him take the things.

He looked at the shameless uncle and nephew, could only sigh, and took out a note from his pocket.

"These are ten boxes of canned food that the cannery gave me. These are the only good things I have. If you want them, take them. If you don't want them, forget it." Wang Guohua felt his heart bleeding.

Qin Dabao's eyes lit up. "Holy crap! Canned food? This is good stuff!" He reached out and grabbed it.

Wang Guohua slammed the table and said, "Are you going to tell me?"

Qin Dabao opened the note and saw it said ten boxes of canned beef, payable on demand. This was a rare treasure. Beef? Who would be willing to kill a cow these days? This cow must have fallen to its death, and the village didn't dare to deal with it, so it was handed over to the cannery.

Qin Dabao smiled happily. Now that he got it, he stopped smiling and looked serious.

"Uncle, Uncle Wang, I just went to the oil depot to refuel, and I found that there are too many hidden dangers. First of all, there is no one in charge of the oil depot, and anyone can enter and exit freely. If someone with bad intentions sneaks in, it will be terrible.

Secondly, the oil depot is too close to the office area, with so much people coming and going, the entire city bureau would be in turmoil if a match or a cigarette were to go off. If something were to happen, you two directors would be lucky enough to just go home and farm."

Lu Jianbang and Wang Guohua's expressions turned serious. Dabao was right. This was a big loophole. If nothing went wrong, it would be fine. But if something went wrong, it would be a shocking event.

Lu Jianbang's brows were furrowed, and Wang Guohua's back was covered in cold sweat.

"Dabao, how do you think we should solve this problem?"

"Uncle, this incident shows that our logistics director is unqualified and lacks even the most basic safety knowledge. This is very dangerous."

Lu Jianbang hesitated for a moment and said, "Then how do you solve the oil depot problem?"

Qin Dabao shook the note at Wang Guohua, meaning that I am not asking for anything from you for free. I am giving you some advice so that you can make a lot of money.

Wang Guohua was no longer angry. He felt in his pocket, took out a few bills and handed them to Dabao. Dabao was delighted when he took them. They were three soybean oil bills, each worth ten kilograms. This was a rare thing.

"Little bastard, I really have nothing this time, so hurry up and tell me."

Dabao saw that it was almost done and thought, what else is there? If it was any further, he would get angry.

"This oil depot is a big deal. The only way to deal with it is to bury it deep underground, build a warehouse with cement concrete, and then assign someone to guard it. All flammable and explosive items must be prohibited from being kept inside the depot."

Wang Guohua grinned and asked, "What the hell is concrete?"

Lu Jianbang was educated. He stroked his chin and said, "It's made of reinforced concrete. It's very strong. It was invented by the French in 1865. Remember when we were fighting in Jinzhou and the 3th Division of the 7rd Column of the Northeast Field Army was attacking the water distribution tank, those bunkers couldn't be blown open even with explosives. You were so angry at that time that you cursed your mother. That was made of concrete."

"Fuck!" Wang Guohua slapped his thigh, he remembered.