I pamper the little baby in 80

Xiao Yu and the others left in a mighty manner, leaving Yuan Hongjun on the sofa. The surrounding dance halls were full of men and women, the voices were deafening, and no one cared about him.

After Xiao Yu and the others walked away, Yuan Hongjun slowly sat up from the sofa, his eyes were still a little bit drunk, his face returned to his usual calm and calm, he rubbed his aching forehead, and looked deeply at Xiao Yu. In the direction Yu left, the corner of his mouth slightly curled into a smile.

Although he dug the hole, it has nothing to do with him whether the other party will jump or not.

A few days ago, when Yuan Hongjun returned home, he didn't really rest at ease. He inquired about Li Huan's situation. Because he was backed by a textile factory, Li Huan's business was indeed very big.

But these days, it might not be easy to produce large quantities of high-quality goods from the factory. There is no note, it doesn't matter, just because his brother-in-law is the quality inspection director of the textile factory, it is impossible.

He has tasted the sweetness before, but now seeing that there are fewer goods, how can Li Huan not be in a hurry, looking for relationships all over the world, and Yuan Hongjun deliberately pointed a line to the two, and it depends on the follow-up development.

If heaven wants to destroy it, it must make it crazy.

Yuan Hongjun recruited the younger brother from the ballroom, paid the money generously, turned around and left the ballroom. After making sure that no one was following him, he returned home in the dark, took off his life's obtrusive clothes, and threw them aside.

Yuan Hongjun lit a cigarette, sat next to the writing desk, took out a piece of paper and took out a pen, and wrote down the general direction and policy changes in the next few years in detail. After writing a small page, he looked at it carefully. Once again, after making sure that I didn't miss anything, I took out a match and lit the piece of paper until it was burned to ashes, and then I let out a sigh of relief.

Buying and reselling is not a long-term solution. It is still reasonable to go to the coast twice more during the second half of the year to accumulate original funds and open a factory by yourself.

Yuan Hongjun calculated the money left in his pocket. After buying this house, he had about 7000 left in his hand, which was enough to pay for the goods.

Having made up his mind, Yuan Hongjun lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

On the second day, I went to the breakfast shop outside the door and ate two big fruits and a bowl of sweet soy milk. Then I took Fan Ze to the train station to buy a ticket to G City.

Yuan Hongjun originally wanted to buy two sleeper tickets, but these days, if you want me to buy tickets, most of them are the indicators of the unit. You need a slip to buy a sleeper ticket at the station. Like the two young men with complete hands and feet, they want to buy two It may not be easy to get a sleeper ticket.

"Brother, sleeper tickets are so expensive, let's buy hard seats, we buy tickets next to each other, and if we get sleepy on the road, we can sleep together."

Fan Ze watched Yuan Hongjun say good things to the salesman at the ticket gate, but the other party refused to sell them sleeper tickets, so he felt a little uncomfortable and stepped forward to comfort him.

"Well, when our days get better and better, I will definitely take you to the sleeper."

Yuan Hongjun stretched out his hand and rubbed Fan Ze's short hair. In desperation, the two of them had no choice but to buy a hard seat ticket. Looking at the more than 30-hour drive in their hands, Yuan Hongjun squinted his eyes with a cigarette in his hand. I really miss the high-speed rail and airplanes of later generations.

When the two of them left the train station, Fan Ze had been pestering the braised mutton from a nearby halal shop. When they happened to come here, the two of them agreed to have a big meal.

When turning a corner, Yuan Hongjun frowned, feeling that someone was following them.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Seeing Yuan Hongjun's footsteps paused, Fan Ze asked strangely.

Yuan Hongjun: "It's okay, the shoelaces are untied."

With the cigarette in his mouth, he lowered his head to tie his shoelaces, and glanced back inadvertently, only to find that the little fat man was following them.