Chapter 1670

Can go to work at the farm?

This group of guys was suddenly energized. If they couldn't buy shares, working at the farm was fine too.

They worked themselves to the bone all year on that little bit of land, and after paying the public grain and leaving some for the family to eat, having an income of one thousand or eight hundred was a good year.

But working at the farm, the monthly salary was over four hundred; working for two months was equal to their year of farming.

Moreover, there were bonuses and benefits at the end of the year, and next year they would also be able to eat the fish, meat, and vegetables distributed by the farm.

"Don't be too happy too soon." Li Jiutang snorted coldly: "Because you are not shareholders and not formal employees, but only temporary hires, your salary and treatment will be different from formal employees."

"What does that mean?" A young man asked.

"Don't you understand this?" A woman beside the young man said with some dissatisfaction: "It means we are temporary workers and can't get the same salary as formal employees."

"Right!" Li Jiutang said: "Dongzi has given you this opportunity; if you don't want to go, that's fine. If you go, then work hard. If you don't work well and get fired, don't blame Dongzi.

If that day really comes, and you get fired because you didn't work hard, and instead ungratefully resent Dongzi, I absolutely won't spare you, and all the villagers in the village won't spare you either."

Zhao Quan added: "If you want to enter the farm, go find General Manager Zhang Chaoming tomorrow."

Li Jiutang and Zhao Quan left, and the remaining villagers were silent.

"Why." Zhao Damei said with some anger: "We do the same work, why give us less salary?"

"If you feel it's unfair, you can not go." Another woman sneered, pulled a man beside her, and left: "Let's go home."

After walking a long way, the woman said regretfully: "I just listened to Zhao Damei's nonsense and didn't dare to buy shares in the farm."

The man sighed: "What's the use of saying this? Go to the farm tomorrow and ask; the salary is low, but it's better than farming."

The woman hesitated: "If we all go to work at the farm, what about the land at home?"

The man thought for a while: "Let Dad farm it, give us some grain every year, enough to eat is fine."

The woman nodded: "Okay!"

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The next day, Zhou Andong went to the electronics factory research institute again and chatted with the old director and Lin Benjian for a long time.

He ate lunch at the institute's canteen, and in the afternoon, he talked with Gu Qing about building a bottling plant in Ali.

At five o'clock in the evening, Zhou Andong, Wang Wentian, and Huang Yali boarded the train to the capital.

Finding their sleeper, a man and a woman were sitting on it.

The man was about fifty years old, with small eyes and a big head.

He didn't have much hair, just a few sparse strands, but they were combed very neatly.

On the small table in front of him, there was also a briefcase that looked very high-end and a mobile phone.

The woman didn't look very old, just thirty-one or thirty-two.

Her face looked pretty good, but her makeup was too heavy, especially the smell of cheap perfume on her, which was a bit choking.

Zhou Andong looked at his ticket: "Comrade, which sleeper are you in?"

The woman raised her eyelids and said indifferently: "Which sleeper we are in, what does it have to do with you?"

Zhou Andong laughed: "Where you are in, it really doesn't have anything to do with me, but the sleeper you are sitting on is mine."

The man, who had been indifferent, immediately showed a smile on his face when he heard Zhou Andong's words.

"Oh, this sleeper is yours, that's great, we..."

"No exchange!"

Zhou Andong waved his hand unceremoniously, interrupting the man's words.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew what he wanted to say.

The man was stunned, and then his face turned cold.

"Little brother, when you are away from home, don't walk a narrow path; you should make friends widely, so that your future path can become wider and wider."

"No matter how narrow my path is, it won't lead to your front door. Go where you should go, and get lost immediately."

In his previous life, after Zhou Andong was laid off, he had done every business that made money, almost to the point of robbing a bank.

Traveling north and south, dealing with all kinds of people, who hadn't he seen or dealt with?

At a glance, he could see that this man and woman were not good people.

Especially the man, who was over fifty, but his hands were very well maintained.

His fingers were slender and his nails were trimmed very cleanly, which reminded him of Uncle Li in "A World Without Thieves."

And the smell of cheap perfume on the woman beside him made Zhou Andong judge.

These two should be working alone, and they hadn't known each other for long.

The man's technique should be good, while the woman's technique was poor, so she could only buy cheap perfume.

"I gave you face, didn't I?"

The woman's hair stood on end, her eyes wide, her face full of ferocity.

The man patted the woman on the shoulder and smiled at Zhou Andong: "Young man, too much anger is bad for your health; I hope you behave yourself."

Saying this, the man took his briefcase and mobile phone and pulled the woman away.

"Chairman!"

Wang Wentian carried his bag and stood beside Zhou Andong, his eyes never leaving the man and woman.

"These two people..."

Zhou Andong waved his hand: "These two are thieves; they should be in the upper sleeper, so they wanted to exchange with me. If they come back, just keep an eye on that man."

Wang Wentian nodded, put his bag on the ground, tucked it under the bed, and then climbed onto the middle sleeper.

Huang Yali sat on the lower sleeper opposite. Just now, Zhou Andong told the man and woman to get lost, and she was completely confused.

The chairman had always had a very good temper; why did he suddenly explode with profanity at that man and woman?

Only then did she understand that the man and woman were actually thieves, but she still didn't quite understand.

The word "thief" wasn't written on their foreheads; how did the chairman see it?

Unable to suppress her curiosity, Huang Yali asked.

"Boss, you knew they were thieves?"

When outside, Zhou Andong told them not to call him chairman; calling him "boss" was less likely to attract attention.

In this era, there were bosses everywhere; when away from home, calling a stranger "boss" was never wrong.

Zhou Andong smiled and said: "Did you notice that man's hands?"

"No!" Huang Yali shook her head: "Why would I stare at an old man's hands for no reason."

Zhou Andong laughed loudly: "That man is over fifty, but his hands are very well maintained, slender and very clean. It's very inconsistent with his external image, and the contrast is very sharp.

There are only two professions that care so much about their hands: one is a pianist, and the other is a thief. And that man just now, I couldn't see any artistic atmosphere in him, but the characteristics of an upstart were very strong.

So, the probability that that guy is a thief is ninety-nine percent. As for that woman, her eyes are very floating when she looks at people, without focus; this is a habit of thieves, which is looking for targets.

Of course, this is because her skill is still shallow, so she is like this. That man doesn't have this problem, which shows that the man is an expert."