Du Weiguo frowned: "Why should I help you?"
"Director Du, you can help Huang Guilan, a stranger, why can't you help me?"
Haha, Du Weiguo smiled: "Hahaha, good question, this question is the most beautiful question I have ever asked you since I met you."
Du Weiguo continued: "Qin Huairu, Huang Guilan's current salary is 15 yuan a month, and she has no savings. She has four children at home, and there is not even an old man to help look after the children. She lives in a shantytown. Who else has better conditions than you?" Difference?"
Qin Huairu said with determination: "With your support, no one in the factory dares to bully her."
Du Weiguo's voice became as cold as ice: "I ask you who has worse conditions!"
Qin Huairu couldn't help but shuddered: "I, I have better conditions than her."
Du Weiguo stared into her eyes: "Okay, since you asked about her, you should know whether she sucked other people's blood? Did she ask for help from others every day? Did she go to the vegetable cellar with others for stick noodles?"
"Why can she live on a salary of 15 yuan? But you can't live on a salary of 20 yuan? You quarrel every day and can't get rid of the problem. Do you still need Shazhu to help you every day? Do you need Yi Zhonghai to give you stick noodles whenever you have nothing to do?"
"Everyone in your family, from the elderly to the children, is lazier, greedier, fatter, selfish, lazy to eat, and sneaky. Why is this?"
"If you can understand this, you will know why I don't help you? Because you don't deserve it at all. Your family has never been unable to survive, but you always want to live better than others. If others eat cornstarch, you want to Eat steamed buns, and the method is to suck blood."
"So why do I help Huang Guilan but not you? Because she deserves it, but you don't!"
Du Weiguo's series of rhetorical questions tore Qin Huairu's mask apart like a sword. Qin Huairu's face was pale, without even a trace of blood: "I, I, I~~"
Qin Huairu was speechless. She couldn't argue at all. Du Weiguo gave her a bored look.
"Get out of here! Don't pretend to be pitiful here."
Qin Huairu walked to the door in despair, and Du Weiguo added:
"I went back to find Qin Jingru. It was because she knelt at my door and begged that I was willing to come and say these words to you. I advise you to live like a human being and stop thinking about plotting against others every day."
After Qin Huairu went out, Du Weiguo called the south gate duty room and asked Daguang to send Qin Huairu back to the courtyard. By the way, he told the third uncle that there was no need to hold the door open for him anymore.
Du Weiguo is not going back to the courtyard tonight. Damn it, I wasted a furnace of good coal.
Qin Huairu seemed to have had her soul sucked away. She walked back to the courtyard like a zombie. Daguang didn't say a word to her the whole time.
When she arrived at the courtyard, she wanted to go home, but suddenly she remembered what Du Weiguo had just said, so she turned to the backyard and knocked on Qin Jingru's door.
"Sister, are you back? Where have you been? It's such a cold day and it's so late. I'm always worried about you.
"Jingru! I'm sorry, sister!"
Thinking of Du Weiguo's words just now, Qin Huairu felt ashamed for a moment!
Actually, do you want to say that Qin Huairu is a bad person?
For her three children and her mother-in-law, she was a dedicated mother and daughter-in-law. During those difficult years, she supported the old and the young by herself, and she always maintained a high standard of living. She could basically feed the children and the elderly to eat the things that Silly Zhu brought, and she was just a mess.
But for Silly Zhu, she is cruel and cold-blooded. In order to raise her children, she tried her best to ruin Silly Zhu's life and happiness, and kept sucking all the blood out of Silly Zhu until he died. In the first version of the play, Silly Zhu In the end, he died alone and helpless under the bridge.
So Qin Huairu may be understandable from her own standpoint, but from a moral perspective, she becomes selfish, calculating, and even cruel and cold-blooded.
Du Weiguo was sitting in the office smoking a cigarette and his thoughts were wandering when Wang Xiao walked in.
"Weiguo, what's going on? This Qin Huairu?"
Du Weiguo handed him a cigarette and lit it himself: "Huh, she must have been having a bad time in the kitchen recently, so she wanted to take advantage of my influence and pull off such a painful trick to get her involved."
Wang Xiao said with a smile: "Hehehe, these people in your courtyard are having fun every day, aren't they?"
Du Weiguo said helplessly: "Well, I asked why Lao Du didn't like to go home before. His feelings really bothered them! Just keep out of sight."
"You said, if I had known this, you might as well not have repaired the house and just moved to another place to live, right?"
"Brother Xiao, my grandfather, mother, and father all lived in that place. I also want to leave a memory."
Wang Xiao thought he had touched Du Weiguo's sadness and apologized quickly: "Weiguo, I'm sorry, I didn't expect that much."
Du Weiguo smiled: "Hey, where are you? Why are you being so polite?"
"Haha, what about Qin Huairu?"
Du Weiguo frowned slightly and blew out a puff of smoke: "Brother Xiao, say hello to the brothers, just lock the news about her coming to see me tonight. Her purpose is nothing more than to get the news Spread the word and create the illusion that you are very familiar with me and have a good relationship with me."
Wang Xiao was happy: "Hahaha, I have to say that she is quite smart, but it's a pity that all her intelligence has been used for these little calculations, right?"
Du Weiguo nodded: "Probably so. I never think about serious things, but think about crooked ways every day, hahaha."
"You're not going back tonight?"
"Well, no more fuss, I'll go to the lounge and take a nap later."
At 5 o'clock in the morning, Du Weiguo left the steel rolling mill and said that he was going home. He was going to buy food and collect grain today.
After leaving the factory, Du Weiguo found an alley and changed his outfit, which he had prepared in advance yesterday. He walked quickly for nearly 40 minutes before arriving at Pigeon Market.
It's close to 6 o'clock, which is the busiest time of the pigeon market. There are so many people in the dark, and the flashlights flicker on and off, like a ghost market.
Du Weiguo's goal is very clear, which is Brother Niu's group. They should have channels in their hands to get canned beef and the like from special channels. Comrade Xiao Du estimates that they may also have compressed biscuits.
As for the rest, Comrade Xiao Du has no interest at all.
Again, picking up missing pieces or something, he knew nothing about antique calligraphy and paintings, so it was impossible.
When buying meat, fish, etc., he doesn't open the fire to cook, which is very conspicuous. Besides, Aunt Li's house is not short of these.
But if you have eggs, you can buy some. When cooked, they are a good protein, which is simple and convenient.
With Comrade Xiao Du's night vision ability, he quickly spotted Brother Niu at the entrance of an alley.
Good guy, a group of them took over a small alley and made it their exclusive stall.
There are only 2 items in the product.
Canned beef, white noodles.
Is this a big deal? Now even the white noodles are empty?
Du Weiguo stepped forward. He had specially dressed up today.
Wearing an old-fashioned black cotton coat, cotton trousers, cotton shoes, a black and blue cotton hat, cotton gloves, and a scarf, only two eyes were exposed.
The clothes belonged to his grandfather and Lao Du. It took a lot of effort to get them together. Du Weiguo stepped forward.
"Brother Niu, I want to buy some cans."
"How many boxes do you want?"
Although Brother Niu looked at him strangely, Pigeon Market was not a place for friendship, so it was best not to know him.
"I want a box!"
"You want to do so much~ Have you brought enough money?"
Brother Niu glanced at Du Weiguo. Originally, Brother Niu wanted to ask you why you wanted so many canned beef? But then I immediately thought that there was no need to ask these questions and that I couldn't ask them. If I asked them, I would break the rules.
"Is it still 1 yuan 6 a box?"
"If you want a box, it will be 1 yuan and 6 for you. 48 boxes are 76 yuan and 8. I will wipe out the change for you and give you 76."
Du Weiguo took out the money from his gloves, counted 76 and handed it over. Brother Niu counted the money with a flashlight, and then whispered a few words to the people around him.
Then the man took out a whole box of cans from the alley.
"Brother Niu, do you have any flour bags here? Give me one for canning. I don't want the box."
"Well, let me give you another sack. The flour bag may not be able to withstand it!"
Brother Niu directed his brothers to pour all the cans into a dough bag, then put a sack on the outside and handed it to Du Weiguo.
"Thank you, Brother Niu."
"Haha, why come to me again? It's still in this alley. Brother Niu will give you a better deal next time."
Brother Niu is quite polite. After all, Du Weiguo is also a big customer.
"okay."
Du Weiguo didn't say much, and walked out of the pigeon market without even buying eggs, carrying the sack.
Brother Niu will be very happy now. Today he met a man who knows the goods.
Even though they occupied an alley, they were selling rare items like canned white beef.
And they sell white flour really well, but they don’t make any money. They rely on quantity, and they only earn 1 cent by selling 3 kilograms. Food is too expensive, but no one really buys it.
Although canned beef is also a rare thing, and it is more profitable, not many people buy it.
It’s too expensive. A box of cans costs 1.6 yuan for less than a pound.
A pound of pork on the market now only costs 7 cents and 8 cents, which is a huge price difference.
Besides, there are really rich and qualified people in Sijiu City. Who the hell is visiting the pigeon market?
