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Chapter 132 Good things are those who don't take the initiative to come to the door

Chapter 132 Good things don’t come to you on their own initiative

The following days are the most comfortable days. Every day Wang Weidong lies on grandma's big pillow or sleeps or lies smoking and thinking. Chen Jihong holds the child and sits in front of the TV with grandma Huang Guiying for most of the day. The most important thing every day

The best thing is to think about what to eat for three meals a day.

The life of a rich man is so boring.

Half a month later, around noon, when Wang Weidong was still wondering whether to eat frozen tofu stewed with sauerkraut or cabbage stewed with frozen tofu for lunch, someone knocked on the door outside.

"Open the door! I lie at home laying eggs every day, and not even a chick hatches!" Grandma Huang Guiying yelled.

"Next time I go there to eat bread and meatloaf, I will never come back!" Wang Weidong said.

He pulled on his shoes and walked to the door and opened the door. Standing outside the door were two middle-aged men wearing dog-skin hats and cotton-padded hats.

"Weidong, you are back! My surname is Qu, and I am Xiaomei's uncle. We met on your brother's wedding day!" said the thin-faced middle-aged man standing in front.

"It turns out to be Uncle Qu, come in and sit down." Wang Weidong said with a smile on his face.

There is no other way, you must be enthusiastic, and you will still be scolded if you don't recognize your relatives, even if the relatives have to go through several twists and turns.

The two people walked into the room and greeted Huang Guiying politely.

Qu Xiaomei's uncle said: "Auntie, we are here again! This old lady wants her grandson to be filial and enjoy more happiness!"

The people following Qu Xiaomei's uncle also greeted Huang Guiying with a smile. Wang Weidong asked the two of them to sit in the outer room, and he took out cigarettes to entertain them.

"Weidong, this is Shi Guozheng, the leader of our village. You were not here last time, but you finally came back after a month!" Qu Xiaomei's uncle said.

Shi Guozheng was crossing his legs, smoking a cigarette and looking at the whole room.

"It's still more comfortable to live in the city and have heating, unlike the smoky countryside where people burn fires to keep warm!" Shi Guozheng said.

His posture of flicking cigarette ashes is very elegant, which he learned from the village leaders when he went to the village for a meeting. He straightens his arms, holds the cigarette between his thumb and middle finger, taps the cigarette rhythmically with his index finger, and then holds his arms in front of his chest and smokes.

He took a puff of cigarette and said: "The reason why we are here this time is that the country encourages the development of township enterprises. During the National Day, my eldest niece talked about you when she came home. She said you are a capable person, so

I asked Xiaomei to write us an address, and then I brought Xiaomei’s uncle Wenfu to come to you. You were not here twice when we came, but this time you are finally back!”

The eldest niece he talks about is probably Qu Xiaomei, and Qu Xiaomei's uncle is called Qu Wenfu.

However, Wang Weidong did not know how Qu Xiaomei knew his address in Harbin.

Shi Guozheng stared at Wang Weidong as if he was doing ideological work and said: "The country is in short supply of coal now. When people who buy coal go to the Mining Bureau and see the person in charge of coal distribution, they are like a son seeing his father, and they want to kneel down!"

Wang Weidong listened quietly. If a big fat pig ran towards his door, there would be countless people intercepting him while running. But if it was a wolf, then there would be no such thing.

Good things won't come to you, but bad things will.

The two of them traveled hundreds of kilometers and came to see him three times every other month. They could only do things that were beneficial to themselves.

"A coal mine was built in our village two years ago, and the whole village has turned around!" Shi Guo said, slapping his thigh with his hand.

"Then what do you want from me this time?" Wang Weidong asked.

He didn't want to listen to Shi Guozheng talking any more.

"I heard from Xiaomei that you are a capable person and are doing well in Harbin! So we came to find you! Let's cooperate for mutual benefit and develop together!" Shi Guozheng said.

"Since you are doing so well, why do you do it by yourself? Why do you come to me?" Wang Weidong asked.

"You are a brother in Xiaomei's family. We are real relatives! How can we forget you when good things happen? Let's all cooperate and develop together!" Shi Guozheng said.

"I'm very busy with my own affairs right now. I appreciate your kindness, so I won't get involved." Wang Weidong declined.

Shi Guozheng glanced at Qu Wenfu. When he was talking just now, he forgot the person he was talking to. The person sitting in front of him was not from his own village but someone who had been in Harbin for many years and had seen the world.

The kid in front of me is not that easy to deceive.

"Eldest nephew, our leader heard that you are a talented person, and he is here to invite you this time!" Qu Wenfu said.

"Hey, that's right! We are encountering some difficulties in the operation of the coal mine, so why don't we come to you? If you can run a radio factory well, you will be able to work in a coal mine! We rural people have not seen the world and lack talents.

"It's not easy for us rural people, so please help us!" Shi Guozheng said.

Since inducements don't work, let's brag about Wang Weidong first and then lower our posture to play the emotional card.

"My abilities are limited and I can't work in the coal mine, so you should find someone else." Wang Weidong shook his head and firmly refused.

Qu Wenfu and Shi Guozheng looked at each other with helpless expressions. This guy is really incompetent.

However, the two of them did not intend to withdraw their troops, and they still tried to persuade Wang Weidong without hesitation. After two or three hours, they refused to leave their chairs.

It looked like they planned to eat here and stay there, unless Wang Weidong got angry and kicked them out.

"Since we are here, I haven't prepared any food at home, so I will take everyone out to eat." Wang Weidong stood up and said.

He planned to take the two of them out for a quick meal and then say goodbye to them both.

This time the two people's buttocks finally lifted up.

"It's our turn to invite you, and you have to treat us to dinner. I'm really sorry!" Shi Guozheng said.

He was always drinking, drinking in the village, drinking in the countryside, drinking every day, every now and then. Because he drank too much, he developed the alcohol bug in his stomach. If he didn't drink for a day, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

When he heard someone inviting him to drink, Shi Guozheng's mouth began to foam, and the alcohol bug in his stomach was ready to move.

Wang Weidong deliberately walked to a small restaurant far away from home and ordered some pickles to entertain two uninvited guests.

Shi Guozheng picked up a chopstick of stir-fried shredded pork with bean sprouts, put it into his mouth, chewed it and said to Qu Wenfu: "It's still a restaurant in a big city, and the fried dishes are much more delicious than those in restaurants in our hometown!"

"You two uncles, don't be polite, just drink. I'll try to keep you company!" Wang Weidong said while pouring the wine.

After drinking for an hour, Wang Weidong realized that what he just said was exaggerated. He really didn't have the ability to accompany two people well. Especially Shi Guozheng was really tested by alcohol. He drank nearly a bottle of Yuquan Baijiu by himself and was not drunk at all.

Wang Weidong already felt that he was top-heavy.

Shi Guozheng, who became more energetic as he drank and had a normal expression, said to Wang Weidong: "My eldest nephew, when we planned the construction of our coal mine, there were 600,000 tons of coal underground, but now only 100,000 tons have been dug out in the past two years. How can you calculate it?"

How much is left? You can definitely do it!"

This story should have taken place in the 1990s. Of course, in reality, Wang Weidong was completely wrong.
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