Return To 1990

Chapter 599

The children were joking and the women were chatting about their family. Several aunts talked with Jiang Xiaoyan about some taboos about pregnancy.

In addition to whether uncle Hong has a bureaucratic voice, the rest of the man is Chen Hansheng. Although he is young and boasting, he is not inferior to Uncle Hong at all.

The night breeze Buddha passed, making people feel fresh in every pore of the whole body. Lu Feng sat there most of the time, listened, drilled more in his arms, counted the stars in the sky, and unconsciously fell asleep.

Lu Feng also understood that uncle Hong should have been the leader in the postal system. He has just retired for two years. Now he still has some residual power.

Chen Hansheng used to be an iron rice bowl in the postal service. Later, he resigned to do logistics by himself. It should be related. He took some original postal lists and did something. In addition, he was a man of both sides, and he did more and more.

After buying the two-story Western-style building here, he had a good relationship with Uncle Hong. According to his neighbors, he wanted to recognize uncle Hong as a godfather a month ago, but he was rejected.

The people who live here are basically related to the postal service, so uncle Hong is absolutely eloquent and everyone has to listen.

It was already more than nine o'clock in the evening. The night was a little deep. With a trace of cold, I slept a lot. Lu Feng's legs were a little numb. Lu Feng said, "it's getting late. Go to bed early."

Chen Hansheng drank a little shaky, stood up and held uncle Hong and said, "Uncle Hong, I tell you, whoever gives me the goods, I must deliver it. This is a character. If you can't do it once, your reputation will stink in the future..."

They stood up and surrounded uncle Hong. Lu Feng walked home with Duoduo in his arms. Aunt Liu cleaned up the ladle basin and Zhou Ya helped to get it back. This is the end of the meal.

The moonlight was very white, and the alley was cold again. When the tungsten lamp went out, only the residue of the campfire was left.

Chen Hansheng simply washed and went to bed. He leaned against the head of the bed, looked at Xiu'er and said, "what's up? We have to see our family in this alley. No one can."

"Lu Feng is still in business. He can't see it at all. He's numb and can't even say a word." Xiuer said with disgust on her face: "it's Jiang Xiaoyan who can blow. He almost bluffed some time ago. He sat there all night and didn't even fart."

"At first glance, it's the kind of introverted and dull person. Maybe he works outside and rents a yard to support the facade." Chen Hansheng lay down and said, "go to sleep."

Lu Feng put Duoduo on the bed and went out of the room. He met Zhang Fengxia and asked, "how much of our logistics system is equipped by ourselves and how much is used by logistics companies?"

"It's basically self-made locally, and some of them are buyers who come to pull goods. The trans provincial thing is that we cooperate with some companies. At present, the logistics system is chaotic, because the industry is very chaotic." Zhang Fengxia wondered, "how do you ask this?"

"Is the loss high?" Lu Feng asked.

"It must be high. Last month, there were 700 TV sets and 300 VCDs that couldn't be found. The logistics company compensated. As a result, the company ran away. We deducted their deposit, but it couldn't offset our losses." Zhang Fengxia sighed: "now the logistics industry is very chaotic, especially across provinces. You don't know that there are robbers on the road."

Road bandits and village tyrants are very normal. They have existed throughout the 1990s. Drivers who run trucks all year round are reluctant to stop when they meet someone blocking them in unfamiliar places. They prefer to press the accelerator to kill people directly.

Busy roads have also become a gathering place for some idle people in society, not to mention trucks, but CMBS in cities. CMBS in the 1990s are definitely a fat job. Many cities have no buses, and CMBS are the only choice.

If you want to keep this job of making a fortune, you have to keep all kinds of sticks in the car. If someone stops the car to make trouble, you can do it. After that, you can continue to drive the car to see people off.

Part of the cost of products is in logistics, and there is uncertainty. Lu Feng really wants to solve this problem. Logistics for enterprises is equivalent to blood vessels. The circulation is not smooth, or the speed is slow. There is no problem in the short term, but there is a big problem in the long term.

"Do you have any ideas about logistics?" Zhang Fengxia asked.

"Take a rest first and go to the factory tomorrow." Lu Feng said and walked towards the bedroom.

Jiang Xiaoyan had changed her pajamas and lay in bed. When she saw Lu Feng coming in, she put aside a parenting book in her hand and said, "Chen Hansheng and his wife are a little interesting. I'll go to the theatre this evening."

"Normal, people are the most promising young people in the alley. As a result, you become so ordinary. People are all compared." Lu Feng lay in bed and looked at her and said, "don't be too serious. It's really not good. Let's change a villa and be clean!"

"No, it's good. I'm familiar with my neighbors." Jiang Xiaoyan rubbed against Lu Feng, put her arm up and said with a smile: "I don't care about Xiuer, just think she's very funny."

"Funny? Didn't you let me make money?" Lu Feng put his hand on the back of his head, looked at her sideways and said, "if I had made a can workshop, I'd stop. You're almost like her now."

"What? I can't be so mean." Jiang Xiaoyan gave him a white look and put her head on her chest. Her hands were a little restless.

"Don't play rogue, go to bed. You are pregnant now." Lu Feng put her hand into the quilt and took her hand out.

"Not pregnant?" Jiang Xiaoyan wondered.

"Nonsense, what do you think of the parenting book?" Lu Feng said with some tears and laughter: "what do children think of me? Dad came in, Dad went out, Dad came in and dad went out again. This is also prenatal education, you know?"

"Oh, you are so... Ashamed." Jiang Xiaoyan pinched him.

"Not too noisy." Lu Feng looked at her, kissed her on the forehead and asked, "do you feel like you have changed?"

"Changed a person? What's the matter? Don't like it?" Jiang Xiaoyan pouted and stuck out her tongue slightly.

Lu Feng laughed, stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms. He smiled and said, "the more you live, the more you go back. Go to bed and stop making trouble."

"Do you like it?"

"Like, like!"

They leaned their heads against their heads, and their hands and feet in the quilt moved a little from time to time. They talked about some future things. Jiang Xiaoyan fell asleep.

She slept very sweet that night. In her dream, she was the happiest woman in the world. She not only had both children and harmonious family, but also had promise as her children grew up, and everything was so perfect.

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Chen Shufeng didn't sleep so safely. She woke up at more than seven in the morning. The symptoms of heatstroke had been cured. She had breakfast in the restaurant and Su yourong sat opposite.

"Mr. Chen, everything has been arranged. We will leave in an hour. The guide said that the animal migration here is no worse than that on the prairie." Su yourong noticed Mr. Chen's expression.

Yesterday, Chen Shufeng was very uncomfortable. He wanted to fly to Europe immediately, and his plan to go to the prairie was cancelled. Su yourong persuaded him to go hundreds of kilometers away to see the migration of animals similar to the prairie.

President Chen stirred the coffee with a spoon, took a sip, felt that the whole person had spirit, and said, "OK, I'm in good condition. According to your words, I've come. If today's game is worth it, I'll go to the prairie."

"Your comfort comes first. I was so worried yesterday." Su yourong said with a smile, "if you are happy, I will be happy. We will start in an hour."

An hour later, Su yourong took President Chen downstairs, got on an SUV first, and a line of eight cars sped out of the city.

On the bus, Su yourong explained today's route to President Chen. Park Renqi sat in the co pilot and said a few words from time to time. When he got to the place, he would transfer to another sightseeing bus, which could drive close to the animal group.

"We have equipped you with a variety of guns, so you can hunt as much as you like. The animals you catch can be pulled to the restaurant and eaten at night," Park Renqi said.

"Africa doesn't allow illegal hunting?" President Chen showed some eagerness on his face,

"Yes, illegal hunting is not allowed, but we are legal." Park Renqi explained: "the national constraints here are very small. As long as you have money, everything is legal. If you think it is illegal, you can spend some money to buy a seat, and you issue an administrative order to make it legal."

President Chen smiled, looked at the scenery outside the window and said, "it's good to have money!"

"Yes, here, rich people really do whatever they want!" Park Renqi said and took a deep look at Su yourong.

The car sped very fast. Basically, the speed was about 180 per hour. In less than two hours, it had reached a plain. After getting off the car, there was a shaking black spot in the distance.

Several local men came over and whispered to park Renqi. Park Renqi said: "There is a migration army ahead. It should be bison herd, zebra, wildebeest, rhinoceros, antelope, African wild donkey, etc. because of the migration of these herbivores, predators such as tigers, lions and hyenas also follow, so we may see animals hunting close up. Now we go to the GuangGuan car."

"Because we are afraid that too many vehicles will scare the animals, we only go to two vehicles. President Chen, are you hunting?"

"Bring me a gun!" Mr. Chen is now full of pride. Compared with the elegant and plain days, this wild life makes her feel very exciting.

After communicating with the locals for a while, park Renqi took President Chen and his party to the GuangGuan car. There was a shotgun on the car, which had been loaded with bullets.

"President Chen, have you ever shot?" Su yourong asked.

"I played in the shooting gallery." Mr. Chen took the gun and weighed it.

"This recoil is a little big. For safety's sake, why don't we play with the gun first?" Su yourong suggested.