Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

When the bell rang at 11: a.m., signaling the lunch break, Qin Huairu was the first to put down her tools and walk to the cafeteria.

Seeing this scene, Yi Zhonghai couldn't suppress his dissatisfaction. She was so unsuccessful in her work, but she was so active when it came to meal time!

Ye Chuan, who was driving a tricycle with Han Pang to collect waste on the streets, was still lying comfortably in the back of the tricycle, reading a book leisurely.

Fatty Han seemed to be running around tirelessly. Although the harvest in the morning was pretty good, it was no reason for him to return empty-handed at noon.

So Ye Chuan asked the question: "What should I do if I collect a lot of waste?" He asked as he put down the book.

Fatty Han was obviously a little stunned. He was used to collecting junk from door to door and had never thought about buying goods in bulk.

"Just send it to the recycling point!" he said directly.

However, Ye Chuan was not satisfied, "How do we deal with promotions and bonuses?" he asked again.

Fatty Han muttered, "Uh...I don't know!" His answer was obviously rough, and he didn't even know this kind of basic knowledge, and it seemed that he had no expectations of promotion.

For them, in that settlement, except for the twenty or so employees running around and the kitchen guard, almost everyone was in a high position.

In the past, they did not understand the path to advancement, but now that they have such an opportunity, they naturally have to seize it.

After lunch break, Ye Chuan also went into the staff dormitory to rest, but he frowned as soon as he entered the door.

There were more than a dozen people sleeping crammed in the room, and the stuffy air was filled with a suffocating odor of feet, which almost made Ye Chuan faint.

One of the big men saw the expression on Ye Chuan's face and couldn't help laughing.

"Boy, do you think the smell is a bit unpleasant? Let me tell you, this is the smell of a man! You'll get used to it once you get used to it." He didn't care about the smell and was proud of it.

Ye Chuan smiled bitterly, remembering that in his previous life, he had a classmate with stinky feet. It took him four whole years to get used to it, not to mention the mixed body odor of more than a dozen people! He walked over to the man and sat down, handing him a cigarette and lighting one for himself at the same time.

The man chuckled twice, took the cigarette, sniffed it hard several times, and then lit it.

He asked, "Brother Sun, how many years have you worked here?"

Brother Sun took a long drag on his cigarette and said, "About seven or eight years."

Hearing how long it took, Ye Chuan asked in surprise, "So long?"

Brother Sun replied: “Yes, at that time I was still running a scrap company, and later I changed it to material recycling.

I’ve been here forever.”

Ye Chuan asked in confusion: "Brother Sun has been working for so long and is always running around. It's really hard!"

Brother Sun said nonchalantly, "Well, I don't have any background, and it's good enough that I can make a living.

I am still not suitable to be a leader.”

Ye Chuan went on to say: "What skills are required to be a leader? I think you can do it." He said this deliberately to bring up the topic.

Brother Sun extinguished the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, put it in his earlobe, and changed into a more comfortable position to answer: "Our unit is much simpler. As long as you complete the task well, you can get a promotion and a bonus."

Hearing this, Ye Chuan's eyes lit up: "So it's very simple?"

“It seems simple on the surface, but it’s actually not easy! Large orders usually need to be won through the company’s internal network.

All we have left as grassroots business outlets is running around the streets, earning a meagre income and barely making ends meet! "

This sentence deeply touched Ye Chuan. The task before him might be extremely difficult for others, but now for him, it was like entering an empty space.

If conditions permit, he would even be able to take on the workload of the business outlets throughout the year.

During the somewhat perfunctory conversation with Brother Sun, Ye Chuan couldn't contain his inner joy.

Brother Sun has been working in this position for a long time, so he has naturally experienced much more than the simple-minded Fatty Han who only knows how to joke and be funny.

...

Qin Huairu, who was waiting for her meal in the steel mill canteen, attracted a crowd of onlookers.

Yi Zhonghai, who was standing in front of her, sensed an discomfort.

"Hey, Master Yi, who is this lady? Why haven't I seen her before?" Guo Dapiezi, with his hat tilted, followed by several workers with malicious looks on their faces, surrounded Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu usually concentrated on doing housework at home and had never seen such a scene. She lowered her head and said nothing, feeling extremely flustered.

"Guo Dapiezi, what do you want?" Yi Zhonghai roared.

"Master Yi, why are you so nervous? We just want to chat casually, right, haha!" The others all smiled frivolously and looked at Qin Huairu without restraint.

Qin Huairu wore a work suit on the outside and a tight T-shirt underneath. Her pregnancy made her figure even more graceful.

This scene made Guo Dapiezi and his gang of thugs salivate.

"Guo Dapie, stop talking nonsense. This is the newlywed wife of my apprentice Jia Dongxu. She is here to hand over the work at the factory!" Yi Zhonghai's words emphasized the warning.

The smile on Guo Dapie's face deepened, "Oh, so you were talking about Jia Quezi's wife. It's a pity that a beautiful flower is stuck in cow dung.

Alas, she can only be a widow in the future, this is really... Hey, Master Yi, why do you want to keep her by your side? Aren’t the wild vegetables in your own garden delicious? "Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai looked gloomy, as if his inner secrets were revealed, and he shouted impatiently: "Hurry up and leave, or I will tell your director."

"Oh, we will have plenty of opportunities in the future.

"Guo Dapiezi stopped talking and left in a casual manner.

The others looked at Qin Huairu with regret and then left one after another.

After the people left, Yi Zhonghai whispered to Qin Huairu: "Guo Dapiezi has a bad reputation in this factory, so it's best to avoid him in the future.

As long as I am here, he will never do anything to you!" Qin Huairu felt her ears slightly warm and her cheeks flushed, and she nodded silently to show her promise.

A few short days pass in a flash, and a new beginning of the week arrives.

Early on Monday morning, Ye Chuan and Fatty Han each carried their own tricycles to the factory gate.

"Fatty, do you know the Kyoto Glass Products Factory?" Ye Chuan asked.

“I know!” Fatty Han answered readily.

So, Ye Chuan decided to go: "Let's go to the Kyoto Glass Products Factory!"

Fatty Han, who had not mentioned a word about the purpose, did not ask any further questions. He rode the tricycle hard, and the two of them headed towards their destination.

Although the two factories were located in the same area, they were separated on the east and west sides, and it took the three of them nearly half an hour to ride to the destination.

When they arrived near the Kyoto Glass Products Factory, Fatty Han reminded, "That's it, Brother Ye," pointing to a factory building in front of him.

"Let's go in." Ye Chuan closed the book, sat up straight, and gestured to set off.

Fatty Han immediately agreed and drove his car into the factory gate.

At this time, the security guard of the glass factory was listening to the radio comfortably in the guard booth.

Before he could come to his senses, a bicycle had already driven in front of the door.

So he quickly turned off the radio, walked out of the guard booth and asked, "Hey, who are you? Do you know where this is? You can't come in without permission!"

Fatty Han's car braked to a stop instantly, and the security guard walked forward quickly with an angry look on his face.

Ye Chuan smiled and explained to the security guard: "Uncle, we are going in to look for someone."

The guard snorted and responded, "There are so many people looking for us. Can we let them all in? Wouldn't that make everything a mess? Get out! Get out now! Come back with your letter of recommendation!"

Fat Han complained, "What's wrong with you? We said we were here to look for someone!"

The guard glanced at Fat Han and asked, "You said you wanted to come in to look for someone. Do I have to turn a blind eye and let you in? What would I do if I were the guard?"

Although he wanted to say more, Ye Chuan stopped Fat Han and said, "Uncle, please inform us that we are looking for your Manager Lu."

"Who are you? What do you want to see Manager Lu for?" When the security guard heard the other party mention Manager Lu, his tone softened a lot.

"We have made an appointment with Manager Lu before. You can just say that Ye Chuan is here to visit."

The guard looked at Ye Chuan doubtfully.

Does this young man who recycles waste really know Manager Lu as he claims? He wants to test them, but he is also afraid of being blamed for delaying things.

The Jinghua Glass Products Factory was a partnership between the private sector and the public sector. Manager Lu from the public sector was the real decision maker. Since the private sector rarely appeared in public, Manager Lu's authority was almost arbitrary.

He pointed out to the two of them: "You two wait here, I'll make a phone call to confirm.

Don't sneak in when I'm not paying attention, understand?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chuan smiled and handed a cigarette to each guard.

"Uncle, we'll just wait outside."

The guard took the cigarette, put it next to his ear, looked at the two of them warily, and walked to the booth to make a call.

"Brother Han, why are we here?" Fat Han asked in confusion.

"How can we sell glass door-to-door? This is a glass products factory, there must be the broken glass we need!" Ye Chuan said while puffing out a cloud of smoke.

"But will they sell it to us?" Fat Han still had doubts.

Ye Chuan said confidently: "Just rest assured, today's broken glass is a reward for you."

"Thank you, Brother Ye!" Fat Han grinned gratefully.

After a while, the guard walked out of the booth with a different expression, and the vigilance on his face was replaced by a kind smile.

"Comrade Ye, please come this way. Manager Lu is waiting for you downstairs in the office building." He greeted in a friendly manner.

Ye Chuan expressed his gratitude, then got into the back of the three-wheeled truck and ordered Fat Han to go to an office building not far away.

Although Fat Han is simple, he is not stupid. Seeing Ye Chuan enter smoothly, curiosity drove him to ask: "Brother Ye, are you familiar with that manager?"

"We just met once." Ye Chuan responded indifferently.

Soon, the three-wheeled truck stopped outside a three-story building.

At this moment, Manager Lu happened to walk out. He was the person he had met at Old Man Xu's house.

"My dear Mr. Ye, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I really didn't expect you to come!" Manager Lu said politely.

Ye Chuan stretched out his hands to him, shook hands with Manager Lu, and asked, "Manager Lu, did I disturb your work?"

Manager Lu said jokingly: "'Manager' is too formal, just call me Brother Lu from now on!"

Ye Chuan agreed with a smile: "Then I will just call you Brother Lu."

Manager Lu laughed and led them into the office building and into the office.

The space here is not big, only about ten square meters, and it is filled with miscellaneous items and various documents.

"It's quite messy here, please don't mind." Manager Lu smiled apologetically.

"Brother Lu, you are too polite. I can see that you are a practical leader." Ye Chuan responded.

Manager Lu poured two cups of tea and handed them to the two of them, then sat back on the sofa. "I visited Old Man Xu last week, and he mentioned you, saying that you are knowledgeable and a role model for young people."

The enthusiastic attitude towards Ye Chuan all comes from the recognition of Old Man Xu.

Manager Lu recalled the conversation at Xu's house. Old man Xu was full of praise and even instructed that these waste items should be treated seriously as serious projects.

When he was about to leave, he learned that Ye Chuan had stayed at Mr. Xu's house until eight o'clock. Normally, the old couple Xu would go to bed early unless there was an emergency, so they deliberately stayed up to entertain Ye Chuan, which shows how much they valued Ye Chuan.

The two of them talked in depth, and the obese Manager Han already felt tired. He was a straightforward person and naturally did not like polite greetings.

When talking about waste materials, Manager Lu told Ye Chuan a little shyly: "Xiao Ye, you know, our factory is not large, and we don't have a lot of broken glass in stock. Don't be dissatisfied with the small amount."

Hearing this, Ye Chuan immediately expressed his gratitude: "Manager Lu, you are too kind. It is already very rare that you can support my work. Why would I care about how much?"

Jinghua Glass Products Factory is a small local factory with a workforce of about 200 people supporting the limited-scale operation. It mainly produces glass cups, windows and other glassware. Thanks to the relationship with Mr. Xu, they have continuous orders and their lives are relatively stable.

This is exactly why Ye Chuan chose Jinghua.

Several other factories are larger in scale, such as the Beijing Bowin Printing Factory, which has nearly a thousand employees.

His plan was to start by examining the waste from a small-scale factory and observe Director Tang's reaction.

Following Manager Lu into the scrap warehouse, they ordered the workers to open the warehouse door. The scene in front of them shocked Ye Chuan: although the warehouse was not large, there were piles of broken glass scattered all over the floor.

He asked in confusion, "Is this what you meant by a small number?" with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Manager Lu nodded with satisfaction at Ye Chuan's reaction, laughed and said, "Our factory is limited in scale, so it's naturally not as big as the big factories in Beijing.

There really isn’t much broken glass, probably only about five or six tons.”

Even the knowledgeable Manager Han widened his eyes. He had worked at this business site for a long time and had never seen so much broken glass.

There are ten teams of workers at the site who collect waste door-to-door. Each team collects about 50 kilograms per day, for a total of 5,000 kilograms, or about 11,500 kilograms per month, or nearly eight tons.

The five or six tons of inventory in front of him is almost the total amount of goods received by Manager Han’s station in one month.

"Manager Lu, there are so many pieces of waste glass. I only have one tricycle, and I may not be able to transport them all even if I try a hundred times," he reminded.

Manager Lu smiled slightly and ordered the person next to him: "Go and call Xiao Xie over."

Later, while waiting for the cargo to be loaded, Manager Lu told Ye Chuan: "Xiao Ye, I will be kind enough to help you today and ask the driver to send some over later."

Ye Chuan was full of gratitude: "Thank you, Manager Lu, I am so grateful!"

A moment later, a Jiefang brand truck drove into the warehouse, and five or six workers filled the truck bed with shovels of broken glass.

While the goods were being loaded, Manager Lu interrupted and asked, "Xiao Ye, I got a few seal samples. Can you help me take a look if you have time?"

"Manager Lu is also interested in these?" Ye Chuan was slightly surprised.

Manager Lu smiled faintly and waved his hand: "I am a rough man, I can't appreciate these delicate things, but it's Mr. Xu's birthday, so I bought some seals to give to him to make him happy."

Hearing this, Ye Chuan's expression of gratitude became even more obvious. Manager Lu told him about this opportunity, once again showing his concern for him.

"No problem, I'll treat you to a meal in a few days and help you identify it. I'm eager to try it." He promised.

Hearing this, Manager Lu laughed happily.

At this moment, the entire small scrap warehouse was loaded with a truckload of nearly eight tons of glass fragments, which was one ton heavier than the five or six tons estimated by Manager Lu.

After saying goodbye, Ye Chuan jumped into the passenger seat of the approaching Jiefang truck, while Fatty Han drove his tricycle alone to the business location.

The truck was much faster than the tricycle. About ten minutes later, the two men arrived at the company's door.

"Thank you, Master. Please wait here for a moment. I will go in and say hello to the director.

" As Ye Chuan finished speaking, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw it over.

The pack of cigarettes was originally intended to be given to Manager Lu, but he observed that Lu usually smoked and felt embarrassed, so he gave it to the delivery driver.

The driver smiled and said, "You're welcome, brother!" Although he was refusing, his fingers were already gently holding the pack of cigarettes, and his face was filled with joy.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the morning, and the tricycle drivers returned to their posts one after another. When they saw the tricycle parked in front of the door, they couldn't help but show surprise.

They all saw clearly that the car was loaded with broken glass, and if the money earned from this trip belonged to anyone, they would be able to enjoy a rich life.

Ye Chuan trotted to Director Tang’s office, knocked on the door and walked in.

Looking at the reckless Ye Chuan, the director couldn't help but frown.