The Richest Man Yang Fei

"You're right. If it's only pure profit, it will only be more, not less. You must know that it's a thousand tons! Do you think it's easy to sell?" Yang Fei shook his head gently.

"Yes," Su Tong immediately became discouraged, "it's already a miracle that we sell one ton a day. If we go on like this, if we sell one ton a day, it will take a thousand days, doesn't it take three years?"

"It was a failure to sell it for three years."

"If at this price, you can sell 1,000 tons in three years, you will be rich, 2 million!"

"So, we have to find a way." Yang Fei's eyes were still pure, but deeper, like the water in the Tianchi, and could not see the end.

"What do you think?" With today's success, Su Tong had some inexplicable expectations for him.

"Mobilize the masses," Yang Fei said solemnly, "The great man taught us that to do a good job, we must go to the grassroots level, rely on and mobilize the power of the masses, and a single spark can start a prairie fire!"

Su Tong blinked, almost thinking he was listening to the government work report.

Then, she smiled unkindly. She supported her waist with one hand and kept shaking with the other.

Her willow small waist is really full of a grip, and the small palm supports half of the waist, making it even more graceful, as if shaking a few more times, the small waist will be broken.

"I'm sorry, Yang Daxia, I'm not laughing at you, I just think that you are so young and mature, you really look like those leaders in the news."

Yang Fei touched his chin helplessly and smiled.

"Senior sister, do you know what is the difference between being a leader and not being a leader?"

"I don't, I don't know!" She was still trembling!

"The most important difference is whether you have learned the fundamental method of using the mass line, and whether you are good at relying on and mobilizing the masses to carry out work. The mass line is the fundamental work line and work method of our party and our army, and it has been a long-term role in doing all kinds of work well. The successful experience and traditional magic weapon. This magic weapon, we are going to borrow it now.”

Su Tong stopped smiling.

A moment ago, she just felt that Yang Fei, who was familiar with him, suddenly pretended to be an old man, and was a little uncomfortable.

At this time, seeing Yang Fei chatting eloquently, he looks like an old leader, where does he pretend to be?

She stopped laughing and reached out to brush her messy hair.

Just a gust of mountain wind blew, causing her hair to flutter, and her short skirt was lifted up unexpectedly, revealing a corner of the small inner.

Yang Fei saw it, it was white.

He didn't want to be rude, but the Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the horsetail grass made a crisp cracking sound in his mouth.

He turned his head, spit out the horsetail grass, picked a leaf, pursed his mouth, contained the leaf, and blew a song.

"Hey, I can't see it, you are versatile!" Su Tong's attention was indeed diverted, and he said in surprise, "I was in school before, and I never saw you perform on stage."

"Please, Senior Sister, you are two years older than me! Will you pay attention to me?"

"Well, that makes sense. What song are you playing? The melody is nice."

"John Denver, Country Road Takes Me Home. One of the masterpieces of American country music."

Yang Fei took off the leaves and got down to business: "After going down the mountain, we went to the village party secretary, mobilized the people in the village, and solved the problem of running water. Each household paid 300 yuan, enough to bring water into the household."

"There are thousands of people in the village, how do you mobilize them? Even though the villagers are usually simple and hospitable, if you really want them to pay to do something, it will be difficult. There is nothing for the village cadres to do. You are an outsider, even more so. Helpless."

Yang Fei smiled lightly: "The mountain man has his own plan."

While talking, the two walked into the mountain, and before they knew it, they had already penetrated into the mountainside.

When I looked back, the little followers didn't know where they went crazy.

Children in the village, who are used to being wild in this place, are not afraid that they will be lost.

A moss-covered flagstone path winding upwards, not among the dense leaves of the green forest.

"This is the way to the nunnery on the top of the mountain." Su Tong glanced at it and leaned against Yang Fei unconsciously, "The people who pick up firewood only go to the hills over there, and few people come in here. . Let's go back."

Yang Fei is full of yearning for the mountains and forests: "Go up and have a look! The scenery is so good, natural oxygen!"

As he was talking, he suddenly saw something moving in the bushes over there.

Su Tong subconsciously thought it was a snake, but felt that the snake was not so tall.

"It's a wild boar!" She was nervous and grabbed Zhang Yang's hand, "Let's go!"

Want to go?

late.

A black wild boar, holding two fangs, exposed half of its head from the bushes, with a long pig's mouth, kept roaring, and looked fiercely at the two uninvited guests.

Yang Fei wanted to see what a wild boar looked like, but he didn't want to be a meal for a wild boar. He clenched Su Tong's hand and whispered, "Don't panic. Let's go up the tree."

"I can't climb trees."

"As a rural girl, you can't climb trees?"

"I'm a good girl!"

There were big trees everywhere, Yang Fei picked up Su Tong, lifted her up, and let her climb the branches.

Su Tong was only 90 pounds, and Yang Fei lifted it up easily, but it was embarrassing where he put his hands, especially the last one. His hands were placed on the softest part of hers, and he only felt that his hands were particularly warm , only to know that it was inserted in the wrong place.

At that time, the situation was in crisis, and neither of them thought much about it.

"Come up quickly!" Su Tong climbed up on the branches, letting go of half of his fluttering heart.

Yang Fei grabbed the tree trunk with both hands and climbed up quickly.

The sturdy body of the wild boar rushed forward fiercely, and its fangs poked towards Yang Fei's legs.

Yang Fei didn't have time to go up the tree, he hung the branch with one hand, his legs shrunk, swayed in the air, his body loosened, and he fell to the ground.

Su Tong just put down his heart, hung it up again, and shouted nervously: "Master Yang, be careful!"

When Yang Fei fell, his butt was on the ground, and he touched a broken hard tree skill on the ground with both hands, and he held it in his hands, better than nothing.

The wild boar is huge, with stubby limbs and long and hard bristles on its back, some of which have turned white.

It is blind in one eye, which must have been cut, and has a long scar on its head.

I don't know which unlucky one was back then, but when I encountered it, I wonder if it was spared?

When Yang Fei was a child, he often heard his grandfather talking about hunting when he was young. He had a certain understanding of wild boars, observed this wild boar, and believed that it was a male boar.

Female pigs generally go with the piglets, only male pigs prefer to go alone.

Moreover, the canines of the male pig are well developed, the upper canines are exposed, and they are turned upwards and are fang-like.

In addition, judging from the white fur on the back of this wild boar, this wild boar is already old and is an old pig.

The old pig is also a wild boar!

The boar's skin is thick, and the gun sand is not resistant to him.

Ordinary hunting dogs, three or five are no match for the mature wild boars.