Chapter 8 The road of life 1


    The sky is huge and the hat is the biggest.


    Chen Qi flew over with hats one after another, and the opponent lost blood in a swish, and entered a state of residual health in the blink of an eye...


    He grabbed the opponent''s collar and said, "Which unit do you belong to? You insulted the working people today. If you don''t say anything, you can''t leave!"


    "Let go!"


    "Let go!"


    The leading young man seemed to recall something, his face turned pale, and he kept pulling.


    "I still like your unruly look. Can you please recover?" Chen Qi said with a smile.


    "Brother, brother, ancestor, I was wrong, I was wrong! I shouldn''t have messed with you, I''m a bitch, okay? I slap myself, please let me go..."


    If you want to say that these people are evil, they are not evil at all. They are just frivolous and lack of quality. Seeing that things are going in an unpredictable direction, they panic, are frightened, and just want to escape as soon as possible.


    "What are you doing together?"


    "Give way!"


    At this moment, a policeman in white uniform broke through the crowd and walked in. Seeing this situation, he felt a chill in his heart. Was there another fight? ? ?


    Don''t blame them for thinking this way. How many troubles do the 400,000 unemployed young people in the city cause every day? There are many warnings from above, and you must be cautious when dealing with related issues.


    "Comrade police, it''s like this..."


    Instead, Chen Qi let go of his hand and took the initiative to explain. The policeman listened expressionlessly and said, "No matter what conflicts you have, talk to each other and don''t push around. This is the front door. There are many foreign guests, so be careful of the impact." ”


    "We will never cause you any trouble, but he insulted us. We want the streets to communicate with their units. We will definitely not resolve it privately, let alone fight."


    “…”


    The policeman looked at him for a while, then looked at the twelve educated youths behind him. It was not just twelve people, but an extremely large group! The policeman turned around and asked the guy: "Which unit are you from?"


    "Speak! Which unit are you from?"


    The other party mumbled and responded vaguely.


    "Where?"


    "Plastic Factory No. 2!"


    "Okay, I understand, thank you, comrade police!"


    Chen Qi took the initiative to withdraw.


    Then he took a sip, what are you pretending to be in a plastic factory? You are not a steel rolling mill, there are millions of readers in the world, and there is Qin Huairu, a slut...


    After those people left as if running for their lives, and the police also left, he was immediately treated like a hero. The friends experienced anger, confusion, surprise and excitement in a short period of time. Life was full of ups and downs, which was so exciting. Got it!


    "Chen Qi, you are so awesome!"


    "Wow, why are you so good at talking? I didn''t even know what to say at the time."


    "Look at me with admiration, but you can''t hide it, you are the master!"


    The girl who had brought him pickle dumplings also changed her attitude and said excitedly: "You don''t have to work anymore, we will do it. You can squat there if you like. It doesn''t matter if you squat for a day."


    "Why should I squat all day? I have hemorrhoids?"


    Chen Qi waved his hand, walked to the cash box, and said, "You continue selling. It''s been half a day. I''ll calculate how much we earned."


    This time, no one complained about him not working, and they all continued to sell large bowls of tea in a clear and stupid manner. They seemed to think that this incident was over, and that no one would discriminate against them in the future.


    "A bunch of rookies!"


    He shook his head and started counting while holding the cash box. It was very troublesome. Basically, it was only one-two cent steel coins. He felt sad again: I am a boss after all, and I am actually counting steel coins here?


    After half a day, I counted it out: half-day revenue was 20 yuan, 6 cents and 8 cents!


    That is, more than a thousand bowls of tea were sold.


    Good guy, this is indeed the early stage of reform. These days, you can make a household worth tens of thousands of yuan by selling shit, and you can make millions by selling melon seeds.


    He only told Huang Zhanying to prevent those guys from being too happy and being lax. Then, he started asking for leave on his first day at work: "I suddenly felt unwell, so I asked everyone for half a day''s leave. I''m sorry, I''m sorry!"


    "Go, go, have a good rest!"


    "It''s okay, we''re here!"


    "Oh, you are using your brain, leave this to us!"


    Everyone''s attitude changed 360 degrees and they didn''t mind.


    "Then I''m leaving!"


    Chen Qi left as soon as he said it. After walking for a while, he looked back and couldn''t help but smile: "A bunch of simple rookies!"


    …


    It''s about one o''clock in the afternoon.


    Chen Qi returned home, and his parents went to work every day. He first looked at his script and found that most of it had been written, with only the last bit left to finish. The whole script was about 50,000 words long. Selling tea today was delayed for a long time. He didn''t want to grind anymore and got into the mood immediately.


    The nib of the pen rustled on the manuscript paper, and a very simple love story jumped out. Although it is simple, don''t forget that this is an era where romance is shy. If you show it out, you will scare a lot of people to death.


    When he raised his head again, he let out a sigh of satisfaction, checked it roughly, put the manuscript paper into a brown paper bag, and wrote:


    "Beijing Film Studio''s "Film Creation" magazine collected!"


    Because he was always delayed by various things, it took ten days to write this script. Chen Qi was a little excited and finally wanted to stay in a guest house. The guest house in Beijing Film Studio was quite good.


    Even though they are from the same city, they can have **** for free in the same city. This is tradition.


    "Chen, is Chen Qi at home?"


    "Is Chen Qi at home?"


    In the dry spring wind, Aunt Wang''s panting voice suddenly came.


    The old lady jogged all the way, her high blood pressure almost bursting, she had obviously received the news. As soon as she entered the door, she happened to see her grandson turning over a brown paper bag, and she immediately shouted: "What did you get? What did you get?"


    "this?"


    "My little ancestor!"


    Aunt Wang almost fainted and said hurriedly: "You really wrote it, you must not be stupid!"


    "What''s wrong with writing this? You should be familiar with it, right?"


    "I''m scared just because I''m familiar with you! I''m old enough that I can''t stand your troubles. I''ll come to you as soon as I get the news..."


    Aunt Wang was so sincere and sincere, she was more dear to her grandson than to her own grandson, and said: "I have heard the whole story, but what''s the matter? You won''t tolerate it when someone is short of words. This thing was written casually. "?"


    "I don''t like to hear this. Isn''t that called a mouthful? It''s a scolding directed at our 400,000 unemployed young people!


    Ask yourself, are the thirteen of us obedient enough? There were no fights, no indiscriminate relations between men and women. You said you would sell a big bowl of tea, and we agreed. We all respect you as an elder, but why should others scold us?


    We were scolded, we were the victims, why don''t you do it to us or to them?


    I feel wronged! "


    Chen Qi rubbed his eyes and felt a sore nose, just like Te Niang.


    "I know it''s not easy for you..."


    "You don''t know!"


    Chen Qi interrupted her and said: "Even if I listen to you, this matter has been overturned and we will not pursue it, but can you guarantee that there will not be a second time? We will not be discriminated against when selling big bowls of tea. Don''t you know clearly? ? If something like this happens again in the future, are we still going to endure it, continue to endure it, and endure it until the end? "


    break out?


    Hiss!


    The old lady trembled.


    "Then what do you mean, kid? How do you want to deal with it?"


    "First, those grandchildren must be punished! Second, let them apologize publicly!"


    "Public apology?"


    "Apologize to us seriously in front of the people at the tea stall!"


    "You, you are slapping someone else''s employer in the face. They will definitely not agree to it."


    "Then I don''t care. If you don''t agree, I will stick it!"


    "No, no, no, please wait a minute. I''ll go communicate with their unit and wait for my reply, okay?"


    "Okay, that''s all you have to say!"


    Chen Qi reluctantly agreed, and Aunt Wang left with high blood pressure in her head.


    In fact, he didn''t want to write it. It was too easy to get into trouble, but he wasn''t sure whether the shabby plastic factory could be fooled, so he was prepared.


    Chen Qi is not a rookie like Huang Zhanying. This matter is not over at all today. As long as they are still selling big bowls of tea, they will definitely be discriminated against in the future. Fundamentally, we have to change people''s concepts, but this is too difficult.


    Let’s take a simple approach: make the tea stall famous!


    Being famous, it is best to have leaders come to inspect, which is equivalent to an extra layer of talisman.


    "Words are like swords, they can kill people and they can also flatter people!"


    "And I also want to become famous. I have to become famous as early as possible!"


    Chen Qi sat down, took the manuscript paper again, thought for a moment, and wrote a title: "Why does the road of life become narrower and narrower?"


    After finishing writing, he raised his head and continued writing.


    It’s really like a fountain of literary thoughts and a sudden burst of inspiration…


    (End of chapter)