Chapter 818 The King of Rags
Not only is the situation inside Pierre Cardon Company great, but it is also the same outside the company.
As long as they have something to do with Ning Weimin, everyone seems to have good luck.
The Temple of Heaven Park is like this, the Tan Palace Restaurant is like this, the special arts and crafts manufacturers are like this, the two Beijing fine arts schools are like this, several street factories are like this, and the neighbors in the same courtyard of Shan'er Hutong are like this.
Even Sun Wufu, the rag collector, started to tremble after returning from his hometown this time.
You know, Sun Wufu was the first to leave Sunjiacun and come to the capital.
Although speaking of it, he was the master who had the worst time following Ning Weimin.
But now he is considered to be very nourishing compared to ordinary people.
Every month, he only works on the errands given by Ning Weimin, sorting out those old antiques, and can earn at least a thousand yuan from them.
This is not counting the money he makes from hunting rabbits and collecting some real junk and selling it, which is still two to three hundred per month.
It can be said that his own net worth is more than 30,000 yuan, and it is easy to make a household income of 20,000 yuan a year.
The only bad thing about this job is that it’s too busy to do all the work.
After all, Sun Wufu just took a trip on a three-wheeler to collect his things.
We mainly collect small items, most of which are books and newspapers. I rarely encounter someone selling hardwood furniture, so I’m not tired at all.
But the key is that it takes time.
Not only does it take time to collect things, but it also takes time to go back and pack them up.
Once you set up a stall in front of the Zhai Palace, it will take a whole day.
What’s more, I’m most afraid of encountering someone selling panel furniture or scrap ironware outside, or encountering some units selling scrap products in batches.
It’s expensive to make money in these things, but Sun Wufu really has no place to put it. Real waste is not allowed to enter the Temple of Heaven Park.
Sometimes, he can only look at the colorful notes, but he can't put them in his pocket.
For this reason, Sun Wufu increasingly felt that he was in urgent need of help.
So this time when he returned to his hometown, he was like a piece of leaven, fermenting the dough in Sunjiacun.
Not only did he gain the fear and respect of the village secretary with his wealth, he also used it to make peace with his former enemy Sun Shuanlu.
And he also brought back four young men from Sunjiacun to help him.
Among them were relatives from my own family, the village chief's nephew, and Sun Shuanlu's son.
Let's put it this way, when Sun Wufu came back this time, he was completely out of the dilemma of a polished commander.
And as long as he can support these four people in the capital, his parents, brother and sister-in-law will not suffer in Sunjiacun from now on.
It would be even more amazing if these four boys could save a little more money.
From now on, people in Sunjia Village, including Secretary Sun, may have to worship him as a god of wealth.
Is this small goal difficult for Sun Wufu?
not at all.
Sun Wufu has no ability and has been living in the capital for almost ten years on a shabby diet.
Now that Ning Weimin is backing him, he lacks neither capital nor industry experience, and many people are looking after him for Ning Weimin's sake.
It couldn’t be easier for him to find food for these people in the capital.
But he himself also knew that before he could do this well, he must first solve the psychological barriers of these young people.
After all, picking up rags was a disgraceful thing, so he had to convince these young people to stay and work hard.
So after getting off the train and setting foot on the land of Beijing.
Sun Wufu deliberately found a small restaurant first, ordered eight hot stir-fried dishes and ten bottles of beer to entertain these boys.
Then I punctured the window paper on the wine table.
Needless to say, the four boys from Sunjia Village were a little dumbfounded when they suddenly came into contact with the truth from his mouth.
No one expected that when they followed Sun Wufu to the capital, the errand assigned to them would be to collect rags.
It’s just that in this era, rural children generally haven’t seen much of the world, so they are inevitably nervous when they first arrive in a big city.
Even if you are wearing your best clothes, you will still be trembling when you get off the car, feel gray and gray, and your hands and feet will be stiff.
So the situation was better than Sun Wufu expected. None of these boys dared to say anything, they just looked at each other, at a loss.
"How about it? Let's express our opinions. Are you willing to follow my uncle? From now on, I will eat meat, you will drink soup, and we will all mess around together..."
At this time, the waiter began to bring beer and rice first.
I'm afraid they are really hungry. These boys just looked at the white rice and kept vomiting.
Han Dazhuang, the nephew of Sister-in-law Sun Wufu, spoke first, but it was only about eating.
"Uncle, I have a big appetite, and this rice is not enough..."
"You can eat it first. If it is not enough, add more. Besides, there will be cooking later..."
Sun Wufu didn't care about that, so he asked him first. "Hey, tell me first, are you willing to stay?"
Han Dazhuang was forced into a corner, and he could only reluctantly agree because of the food's face.
"Then...if you can take care of yourself, take me to live in the park, I will do it..."
"You can definitely take care of yourself, but you can't live in the park. I am in the park There are jobs, but we don’t have any, so we can only live outside..."
This aroused Han Dazhuang’s grievance.
"Uncle, since you have a job yourself, can't you find one for us?"
Sun Wufu immediately said, "The water in the capital is very deep, as deep as the sea. You fainted as soon as you came. Can you still find it?" Are you going to find a job for you? Why are you here? I have no skills, no education, and no household registration. How can I help you?"
Han Dazhuang was humiliated, but Sun Wufu's Nephew Pan Erzhu felt the same hatred and could not help expressing his dissatisfaction.
"Then...then we can't just collect rags?"
"What's wrong with collecting rags?" Sun Wufu rolled his eyes, "You think your uncle is busy with this job?" What the hell. I do this too..."
"Come on, uncle, who are you trying to coax? How can you pick up rags like this? Are you more respectable than the mayor? Are you better off than the pig butcher in our village?" Sun Liuwu, the village secretary's nephew, clearly didn't believe it. .
But Sun Wufu was amused and laughed out loud, and his dissatisfaction with their ignorance disappeared.
"You guys are such damn stupid boys. Let me tell you, the best way to gain a foothold in the capital is to eat shabby food. There are deep connections here. I won't tell ordinary people. ”
Then he told a few boys about the world of collecting rags in the capital.
In his narration, this is already a special organization composed of outsiders in the city, a business where countless people eat and make money. The people in this class are particularly complex, but they are all farmers and migrants from various places, and they live scattered in the urban-rural fringe of east, west, north, and south.
Those who first arrived were low-class people who were just picking up rags. They were the most pitiful people.
You can only carry a snakeskin bag and an iron hook to dig through trash cans along the street, or go to the garbage dump in the suburbs.
They are lonely ghosts. They are definitely hungry, but they can have some food to eat. If they are good, they can earn more than ten or twenty yuan a month.
Medium people are not rag pickers, but rag collectors. Once you reach this step, you have entered the Tao.
This requires introduction and placement, as well as a certain amount of capital.
You can pull a cart or ride a tricycle to walk through the streets.
Buy whatever you meet, and you can earn five or six yuan a day. If you are lucky, you can earn ten or eight yuan.
The best person is one who can not only collect things but also sell them.
Sun Wufu himself belongs to this class, which is why he lives such a dignified and nourishing life.
But he is still struggling, he is moving towards a higher goal, and he has begun to take care of his fellow villagers and cultivate middle-class people.
“...You silly boys are not satisfied yet. You don’t have to pick up rags when you come here. I will arrange food, drink and accommodation for you, buy you a tricycle, and I will take you hand in hand and teach you personally. What to do? You don’t know what luck is? You still think it’s embarrassing to collect rags? Then why don’t you be born in the city? How about spending a few days in the capital? How about I sell you tickets and send them back?”
With Sun Wufu’s words of education, several young people lowered their heads in shame,
“Uncle, I’ll stay. "
What Sun Wufu didn't expect was that his former enemy, Sun Shuanlu's son Sun Changshun, figured it out first.
"Uncle, you brought me to the capital to see the world, bought me a train ticket and invited me to eat out. I can't be ungrateful. Besides, my father said that you are the most capable person in our village. I will listen to your arrangements."
Following him, he also helped Sun Wufu to persuade others, "Uncle is right, coming to the capital to do this is better than farming. How much can an acre of grain be sold for, and it takes a day to do this Just five yuan, even if it's not that much, even three yuan is enough, it's cash. What can be more satisfying than seeing the cash every day? My dad is only fifty a month, and he still has to support six. I want to work hard. Maybe I can earn a big tile house when I go back a year ago..."
At this time, meatballs and fried chicken with sauce were also served.
Several boys were so greedy for the smell of meat and vegetables that they no longer persisted and shouted "Eat!" "Stay!".
Of course Sun Wufu was happy now.
He really didn't expect that Sun Shuanlu's son had such a clear mind and could speak better than himself.
This boy brought it correctly, otherwise the problem at hand would not be so easy to solve.
Obviously, letting Sun Changshun be the leader would make it easier to look after these boys for him in the future.
In this way, after this meal, Sun Wufu also rented a small courtyard outside Muxiyuan for the four boys to live in, and officially promoted Sun Changshun to the position of junior leader.
After that, I bought a tricycle and took a few children to the streets to learn business.
There is nothing difficult about this business, the most important thing is to have a price difference.
It doesn’t matter if a few children are not good at talking. Those who are good at doing things, the more kind they look on the surface, the better
So within a month, these few people have almost adapted to it. .
To be honest, after working together for less than a week, these four boys really felt at home.
First, the work does make money, you can see real money coming in every day, and the profits can be calculated.
And I have to rest, so I’m really not that tired.
If it’s cloudy and rainy, you can’t go out.
Lie at home and sleep, play cards, chat, or listen to semiconductors.
The second reason is because Sun Wufu is really not kind to them.
Not only did they take them to have haircuts and bathe, but they also fed them with rice and flour every day, and they had meat for almost every meal.
Compared with most of the other colleagues, they are all dirty and smelly and run on two legs.
I often carry noodles and steamed buns and go to noodle shops to drink a bowl of noodle soup.
Or just buy rotten vegetables, go back and call it a day and cook them.
They are already very happy.
In fact, even at home, they can't eat such rich food, nor can they be so clean and leisurely.
Finally, in addition, Sun Wufu spent a lot of money for them.
The working capital to buy a car, rent a house, and receive goods is two thousand yuan.
If these guys continue to be dissatisfied and ungrateful, they will be really heartless.
The converse is also true. This matter is of course more suitable for Sun Wufu.
Since he had four people helping him, he basically no longer had to get out of the car to receive the goods.
Just go to the small courtyard of Muxiyuan every day and take the things you like back to the Temple of Heaven Park.
At other times, you can organize old goods and set up stalls in Zhai Palace.
In this way, the capital operation will be more healthy and the income will also increase a lot.
The most unexpected surprise was that after he settled the people, he would tell Ning Weimin his plan face to face after the results were achieved.
Not only did he receive praise from Ning Weimin, but he also received additional support.
"Okay, Wufu, I didn't expect you to have grown up and know how to ask others to do things for you. Yes, you also know how to take care of the villagers and elders. And without saying a word, you planned everything and reported it to me. Okay, you really look like a boss."
"If you go this way, you will really become the 'King of Rags', which is better than the 'General'. Just remember one thing. , you must think about how to manage people, and keep an eye on them. Make sure your people follow the right path and cannot cheat or commit crimes. Since you can make money legitimately, don't do it too quickly. That's right. Wrong? As long as your people don't act recklessly, you can tell me if you have trouble, and I will help you find a solution."
"Yes, if you know how to measure things, if you are doing things in a orderly manner, I will give it to you. I'm getting more and more good things. So I have to support you. Let's do this. You will have a fixed fee for raising people in the future. I'll say hello to a few acquaintances and give it to you. How about adding some fixed income?”
“I think, in the future, there will be Tangong Restaurant, Meishi Street and Huashi Street Factories, as well as Jinxiao Factory, Jingshan Street Factory, Huimin Cigarette Hotel... Let’s put it this way, if you can arrange it, the cardboard waste in these places will belong to you, okay?”
Then there’s something bad about it!
Sun Wufu was so happy that he thanked Ning Weimin profusely.
He is not stupid. Can this fixed income be compared with walking around the streets all day long?
Can the garbage at work be compared with that at home?
Not to mention that so many factories are really owned by his people. At least he can have a fixed income of more than a thousand yuan every month.
This is really in line with the old saying, it is better to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree.
In the past, he really couldn't do it on his own, but now it's different, he can put all the money into his arms.
So now, he was really aroused by Ning Weimin's "king of rags", and his blood was surging and his eyes were bright.
Unconsciously, he found the right direction and seemed to see a great future waiting for him to explore.
But, if you want to collect all the garbage and waste in the capital, what will it be like?
(End of this chapter)