Chapter 33 - Losing money...
"Hey, 'rookie' brother, come on, come on, you come with me, sit down first and then talk."
The big bear couldn't help but push Chen Fei He walked to the arm-wrestling table, pressed him on the seat opposite, pushed the miserable-looking AK-47 across the table, and said, "We are familiar with each other. But today you have to give me an explanation!”
It would be fine if this was an ordinary modern firearm, but there are not many original AKs left in the world, and they are almost new in appearance. They were even rarer, and every bad one was missing. Uncle Chekov was already in a good temper if he didn't beat up the kid opposite him on the spot.
“I, I, I, I don’t know!”
Chen Fei trembled.
The gun is like this, what else can you do?
He had no idea where to get such an antique gun, and he would probably have to lose a lot of money.
“Listen, this AK-47 is the original product from the Irefusco Arsenal a hundred years ago. The market price is 2.8 million, but I only paid 2.3 million to get it. Let me give you a shot. 20% off, just pay me 1.8 million yuan after excluding the fraction."
Chekov clapped his fingers and reported an innocent figure very seriously.
Antique guns are non-renewable and popular collectibles, and their prices will only rise. It is estimated that in a few years, it is not impossible to exceed 3 million.
Now alone, the acquaintance price of 2.3 million star yuan is no longer easy to get.
“But I have no money!”
Chen Fei’s face turned pale and he shook his head like a rattle. He was even more panicked when he said this.
He is now in an advanced stage of poverty and illness, and as a millionaire, there is no way he can afford to compensate the other party with so much money, let alone a huge sum of 1.8 million star dollars. He can't afford to lose even if he sells him.
"You have no money?"
Chekov looked dubious. In his own opinion, 1.8 million star dollars was not a big sum of money.
The others were silent. They looked at Chen Fei with some sympathy. They were afraid that this boy was going to be beaten soon.
It is definitely a big mistake for anyone to regard the squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" combat squadron as some kind of talkative man and believer.
The big bear's fist beats the person, and even if he lies there for half a month, it will be light.
Chen Fei said in a bitter tone: "Captain Chekov, it's not that I don't want to pay, but I still owe a debt of 7 million star yuan, not to mention 1.8 million star yuan, not even 10,000 star yuan, and I still get my salary. I have come to pay my debts, how can I still have money?”
I encountered such an unlucky thing out of nowhere. It was raining all night, and even a fart could hurt my heel.
What's more, the debt of 7 million stars has to accrue interest. Even if it is not a loan shark, it will always be eight points. His current salary is not even enough to repay the interest, but the credit company is interested in it. It is Chen Fei's future. After all, he is an undergraduate from a prestigious school preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. Today's college students are still relatively valuable.
If it were a Pheasant college student, the credit company would not even pay attention to him.
“No money…”
Chekov frowned and tapped his fingers on the arm wrestling table again and again.
I kindly lent the gun to the other party for self-defense on the way back and forth, but I never expected that a perfectly good AK-47 automatic rifle would turn into such a miserable state when it came back. Of course it is not ordinary depression.
Who knows what this antique gun went through when it was in the hands of this rookie.
Others noticed that something was not right in the atmosphere. They were afraid that this big bear-like bear would lose control of his emotions and cause death on the spot, so they tried to persuade him, including several pilots of the "Zhenxiang" squadron.
"Chekhov, please don't act recklessly. We are still new here. You should calm down. If Manager Morris finds out, we will not get any good results from you."
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, don't be anxious. The rookie is still young and will always come back. Hey, rookie, call your family quickly and find a way to raise money! You are really too careless."
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“Yes, the canteen is short of manpower recently. The rookie has racial talent, so you can give it a try.”
“Didn’t Manager Morris always say that he would arrange an apprentice for the old Neanderthal man? I can also look after the energy tower at night. I am a skilled worker after all. If I work part-time, I will definitely get an extra salary.”
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Some were pulling Chekov to do the work, some were persuading Chen Fei, and some were making blind ideas, all talking nonsense and making a mess.
"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise."
Chekov waved his arms and made everyone quiet again. He glared at Chen Fei and said: "Rookie, at your home Don’t you have any money?”
“My eldest brother just bought a house for his wedding. After paying the down payment and paying for the liquor, everyone’s salary has to be paid off, and there is not much left.”
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Chen Fei helplessly spread his hands.
He shouldered the credit company's debt by himself, so he no longer had to share the monthly loan payment for his elder brother's wedding house. However, after the debt was automatically deducted from his salary, what little was left was barely enough. Enough for daily living expenses.
At this time, although the woman was very angry about what happened to the Chen family, especially the catastrophe caused by the stupid sister-in-law Chen Meng, she finally married her daughter and helped pay off the mortgage together. It has to be said that the eldest brother Chen Shi has a good taste. He found a girlfriend from a good family and did not "stop losses" in time as a matter of course. Even if the woman regrets the marriage, the Chen family can't say anything, let alone others.
"Rookie, you have only one way to go now."
The big bear glared at Chen Fei across from the arm wrestling stage.
"You, you say!"
Chen Fei panicked a lot. Why do laborers and employers sell their talents rather than their own bodies? Tool workers also have human rights. They would rather take the straight path than seek the hard way. They would rather bend than bend. 24K Pure A straight man.
"Join the 'Zhenxiang' flying squadron and follow me. All your flight allowance will be used to pay back the money."
Chekov pointed at himself with his thumb, arrogant and domineering .
I’m afraid this is no solution at the moment.
However, the combat squadron's salary has always been generous, and the salary level can definitely be ranked at the forefront of the air service base. As long as they can fly for ten or eight years, they can definitely pay back the AK-47 debt.
"This won't work, it won't work, I can't fly a plane."
Chen Fei shook his head hastily. Big Bear's suggestion was completely to force someone to lock a man down.
Even though Chekov had mentioned joining the combat squadron before, he had no intention of agreeing.
Chen Fei didn’t even manage to make up a full month when he joined the mechanical maintenance team. Now he can’t even fully understand the structure of the A-39B “Big Mouth Monster” light turboprop attack aircraft, let alone When it comes to flying, your understanding of this aspect is almost a blank slate.
What's more, Chekov kidnapped Chen Fei into the cockpit last time, and then directly confronted the gold-type dragon without saying a word. It was no different from fighting the ultimate BOSS when he first arrived in the novice village. Now he has a psychological shadow. I almost lost my life the first time I went to heaven, and I also had a new debt of 2 million stars. If I go to heaven a second time, a third time... I won't let anyone live, it's not such a scam.
It is impossible to fly. It is impossible to fly in this life. At most, it is just a civil aviation flight.
The big bear patted the table between the two of them hard, and threatened with a ferocious expression: "No? Then you have to pay for it, either a brand new AK with the original factory, or 1.8 million star yuan, a big man can pay for it. It can’t be less.”
Labour and management also want money, and no one can escape.
“Rookie, just accept it!”
"Yes, yes, Major Chekov is also doing it for your own good."
"Squadron leader, please speak up, you may scare the rookie."
The people around him advised again. This time, they no longer talked about their differences, but unified their opinions and persuaded Chen Fei to join Major Chekov's "True Fragrance" combat flying squadron.
"..."
Chen Fei entered a weak, helpless and pitiful mode.
Who made him poor? Being poor is unreasonable. The five elements are short of gold. It’s God’s fault!
"I say it again, after dinner tomorrow, you come to the meeting room of the dormitory area of the 'Zhenxiang' squadron for an interview. If you don't come, hum!"
Chekov clenched his fists , making a crackling sound, looking like a big brother in society.
Most of the employees in the entire 911th Air Service Base are tool men, even Executive Manager Maurice Morgan, but these people in the combat squadron are not. As a high-tech job with qualifications measured in hours, you can make a living no matter where you go, the pay is not bad, and the work is easy. Even if you reach the age limit, you can still work as a flight instructor or something after retirement. If you are good at writing and participate in writing a few flight lesson plans to earn some manuscript fees, you can live a happy retirement life.
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(End of this chapter)