There are more than 1,500 motorcycles, which is a bit too much. They occupy an area of ​​less than half a football field when placed side by side. Where should they be stored now?

Li Zhongnan had a headache. If it was transported to the cemetery in Lijiacun like last time, it would not be justified. After all, the motorcycle was not a waste product, so it would inevitably lead to some speculation.

Come on, don’t worry about that much, just transport it away first.

A call was made. An hour later, a dozen large trucks came speeding by and stopped not far away, and twenty or thirty young and strong men came over led by a short fat man.

As soon as the short fat man arrived, he smiled at Li Zhongnan and said: "Zhongnan, you are really getting better and better. You have even sent the waste collection to the traffic police detachment. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. I, an old guy, can't compare with you."

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Li Zhongnan smiled honestly and said: "Uncle Wen, how can I compete with you? I'm just making a fool of myself!" The short fat man's real name was Li Wen. He was a big boss in Lijia Village. He was one of the few people in the village with a net worth of over one million or more.

Thousands of trenches.

In the early years, Li Wen opened an unlicensed gas station and ran a private sugar kiln. Now, he bought a dozen large trucks and set up a transportation team. In addition, he is also a member of the Lijiacun Yingwu Troupe (lion dance troupe)

Although the Leader. Yingwu Group is not as good as in the Olympics

The cultural car troupe that performed at the opening ceremony is also well-known in the Lingnan area, and it is indispensable for festivals. In Lijia Village, most idle young people like Li Datou hang out with him, and basically every day during the year

Individuals can get a share of three to four to five thousand yuan.

Therefore, sometimes, he has more say than the village chief in Lijia Village.

Li Wen smiled and asked, "How much does one cost?"

Li Zhongnan said truthfully: "Three hundred."

Li Wen shook his head and said, "Three hundred is too expensive. After all, the market is not as good as it was a few years ago. Every household has a little money, and even if they want to buy a car, they will buy a new one. These old ones emit exhaust gas."

Motorcycles are not easy to sell. I think most of them can only be sold as scrap, and you will lose at least half of them."

Li Zhongnan smiled disapprovingly.

Seeing that he didn't listen to the advice, Li Wen shook his head in displeasure. He secretly thought that young people nowadays don't know how much money they have to make money. They are really frivolous. He kindly reminded him, but he didn't listen to the advice. Sooner or later, he would regret it.

Do you think business is that easy?

Of course, it's hard for him to say much, after all, he is just a paid worker now.

Judging from Li Wen's expression, Li Zhongnan didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't explain too much. He only had to know whether he could make money.

"Boys, get to work!"

Li Wen shouted and directed a group of young people to start loading.

After loading a car, he asked again: "Where to unload it?"

Li Zhongnan thought for a moment and said, "Let's borrow the school football field for the time being!"

During the 2002 World Cup, Lijiacun Primary School built a standard football field. However, with the decline of the national football team in recent years, the field has long been overgrown with grass and has been abandoned for a long time. It is okay to borrow it temporarily.

More than a dozen large trucks went back and forth several times, and it took an entire afternoon to transport more than 1,500 motorcycles.

I transferred 6,000 yuan to Li Wen via WeChat to pay the fare.

After Li Wen received the money, he smiled and said: "Zhongnan, if you have any work in the future, you can come to me and I will be on call." Now his team is basically idle at home, and he can earn as much as he can.

"no problem!"

Li Zhongnan responded.

Then, he found Ge Qing, asked for an account and called 500,000 yuan. Of course, the money was sent to the government, not to Ge Qing personally. As for what Ge Qing would do with it, it didn't belong to Li Zhongnan.

It's over.

It was originally agreed that a car would cost 300 yuan, and more than 1,500 cars would cost 467,000 yuan. Now Li Zhongnan has paid tens of thousands more. Naturally, he wants to build a relationship. After all, in the development of Nangang, he may one day

Deal with the traffic police.

After the money arrives.

Ge Qing looked at him with admiration and asked with a smile: "Zhongnan, you haven't taken your driver's license test yet, right?"

Li Zhongnan nodded.

Ge Qing added: "Give me a copy of the return information, and I will send it to you in a few days."

"Thank you, Uncle Ge!" Li Zhongnan said with a smile, tens of thousands of dollars in exchange for another small surprise. As the business grows bigger and bigger, it will definitely not work without a driver's license. He has long wanted to take one, but he just can't spare it.

Time comes.

I said goodbye to Ge Qing and found a place to have dinner. Then I took a taxi and went directly back to Lijiacun.

At this time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

There is less nightlife in rural areas. At this point, almost every household has turned off the lights and gone to bed. Even those who are not sleeping are watching TV behind closed doors. There are few people wandering around outside.

Arrive at the school playground.

Li Datou led several young men to greet him and shouted: "Second uncle, you are finally back. I have been guarding you all day. If you don't come, I will go home and sleep."

"Thank you everyone. Just go home and eat and sleep. I'll just watch." Li Zhongnan smiled, then took out a few cigarettes he bought and threw them to them.

A young man took the cigarette and said: "Second uncle, there are many cars that are quite new and can still be driven. It would be a pity to sell them as scrap!"

Li Datou followed: "Yes! Second uncle, can you give us a few cars?"

"Okay! Let's each pick one!" Li Zhongnan nodded. These children have helped him a lot these days, so naturally they won't part with a car that costs several hundred yuan.

"Thank you, uncle!" Li Datou took a few children to pick out four or five newer men's Hondas, then took out a bucket of gasoline and poured it in, started the accelerator and roared away.

Li Zhongnan couldn't laugh or cry as he looked at it. He dared to think that these little bastards had even prepared gasoline. After smoking a cigarette, he looked around and saw no one. He waved his hand and the motorcycle on the court disappeared in an instant, and then appeared on the field.

In the metal space.

No one saw it, that was enough.

Tomorrow, if someone notices these cars disappearing overnight and wonders where they are, they can go and find them on their own. No one will be able to figure it out anyway.

Passing by the school gate.

I saw two banners hanging on it, one new and one old with his name on them. One was to congratulate him on being admitted to Beizhou Junior High School ten years ago, and the other was to congratulate him on being admitted to Huaqing University.

I couldn't help but feel a little confused. Once upon a time, the teacher here taught him step by step how to write Pinyin; once upon a time, he spent a wonderful childhood here; once upon a time, this school was proud of him.

Time flies so fast!

Stepping into the school, there was silence, with a few cicadas chirping occasionally. The teaching building was still from ten years ago, but it was much worn out, and the basketball court was also from before, but it was already covered with grass...

When I walked to a classroom, there were only a dozen or so desks inside.

Ten years ago, there were at least fifty or sixty students in each class in the school. Ten years ago, many students would stay to study after self-study every day. Now, the school does not even have self-study in the evening.

In the dark night, a bit of light caught my eye. Looking up, I saw an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl immersed in grading homework in the hall of a teacher's dormitory.

Sometimes he laughs, sometimes he frowns.

Watching quietly, the girl's serious look touched my heart. In the past, my dream was to be a teacher.

As if sensing his gaze, the girl raised her head and smiled at him.

The four eyes looked at each other.

A beautiful face, clear eyes, and a clean smile; just like nature, pure and fresh. And like a piece of white paper, without even a trace of pigment.

Suddenly my heart palpitated slightly.
Chapter completed!