Materials are scarce in this era. Most people go to taverns to drink just to satisfy their addiction. Who would be willing to buy thirty-year-old wine?

Furthermore, in this era, the price of a bottle of Moutai is only three or four yuan, and a bottle of 30-year-old wine can be worth two bottles of Moutai.

Yan Jiecheng is a born calculator, so how could he not understand this account?

He took a deep breath and gently pulled Niu Mazi's clothes from behind: "Brother Mazi, this wine is a bit too expensive. In a few days, I'll treat you to Moutai."

Niu Jazi turned around and rolled his eyes at him: "Yan Jiecheng, I just realized now that you are good at everything, but you are too stingy. Let me tell you, if you dare to do this, you must not be stingy.

If you are stingy, you won't be able to make friends, and without the help of friends, you will suffer a big loss sooner or later."

Although Yan Jiecheng knew that what Niu Dazi said was unreasonable, he was begging Niu Dazi at this moment and really couldn't refuse him.

All I could do was grit my teeth and say to Xu Huizhen: "Comrade boss, please help us get two pots... no, a pot of old wine. I feel a little upset in my stomach today, so I can't drink."

Logically speaking, Niu Dazi could ignore Yan Jiecheng when his old wine was in his mouth, but he just couldn't stand Yan Jiecheng's stingy look.

"Yan Jiecheng, what do you mean? If you invite me to drink today, but you don't drink, are you looking down on your brother?" Niu Dazi said with eyes wide open.

Yan Jiecheng felt countless draft horses running through his stomach, so he could only grit his teeth and order a bottle of cheap wine.

In this day and age, when you eat in state-owned restaurants and public-private joint venture restaurants, you pay first and then the food and drinks are served.

Xu Huizhen counted the beads on her abacus and reported an astonishing figure: "Comrade, the total is thirty-one yuan."

Yan Jiecheng's expression suddenly changed. He felt that he had been tricked by Niu Dazi because he only had thirty-one and fifty cents in his pocket.

Seeing Yan Jiecheng standing there with a pale face, Niu Dazi frowned and said, "Brother Jiecheng, what's the matter with you? You can't even come up with this little money. You still want to do big things with me?"

These words awakened Yan Jiecheng. Yes, as long as he has a relationship with Niu Dazi, he will be able to free up several batches of cloth. Are he still worried about not having money?

If the thirty-one yuan is spent, it might become three hundred and ten yuan in a few days!

Yan Jiecheng is also a smart person, and he can think it through almost instantly.

He no longer hesitated or hesitated, took out thirty yuan from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"Comrade, be careful. If you damage the items in the store, you will be compensated according to the price." Xu Huizhen frowned and reminded Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng was startled, and he quickly bent over and said, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

If Fan Jin had been the leader of the tavern in the past, he would have dealt with Yan Jie by now, but Xu Hui is really a kind-hearted person and generally would not deliberately embarrass customers.

I just gave him a few words of warning and then gently walked around him.

....

After the food and wine were put on the table and the wine pot was placed, Yan Jiecheng stood up and poured a glass of wine for Niu Mazi: "Brother Mazi, I am lucky to have you here today."

"You boy, that's quite interesting." Niu Dazzi picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

He ordered so many dishes and specially ordered good wine, not to deliberately embarrass Yan Jiecheng, but to test Yan Jiecheng.

After all, this kind of thing is very risky. If Yan Jiecheng is disobedient, betrays him halfway, and reports him to the police station, he will be in trouble.

Looking at Yan Jiecheng's performance now, although it is a bit reluctant, there is indeed a lack of internal support in the workshop, which makes it very inconvenient to get things done.

Niu Jazi opened his mouth and said: "Yan Jiecheng, you invited me to drink, do you want to join me in dumping waste, right?"

Yan Jiecheng's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Hey, Brother Mazi, you are worthy of doing great things. You can guess all my little thoughts."

As he spoke, he stood up and poured Niu Dazi another glass of wine.

Niu DaZi was not in a hurry to drink it. He held it in his hand and said with a sinister smile: "Yan Jiecheng, I know exactly what you are thinking. Yes, I do lack helpers now, but you also know that there is a problem in this matter."

It's risky. If you don't do it right, you may lose your head. Do you have the guts?"

Yan Jiecheng patted his chest and said, "Brother Mazi, don't worry, I, Yan Jiecheng, am not big in anything, I am just brave."

Niu Jazi snorted coldly: "You are bold, you don't just say it with your mouth, you do it with your actions!"

These words are obviously asking Yan Jiecheng to reveal his true identity, but has Yan Jiecheng ever done anything important?

He thought for a moment, looked around, and pretended to be mysterious: "Brother Mazi, do you know Director Li Donglai of the steel rolling mill laboratory?"

"Li Donglai... this name seems a bit familiar." Niu Dazi frowned and thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up, he slapped his thigh and said, "Is he the Nobel Prize winner?"

It's really uneducated, that's called the Nobel Prize... Of course, Yan Jiecheng didn't dare to remind Niu Jazi at this time.

He lowered his voice and said, "I once set up a fairy dance for Li Donglai."

As soon as these words came out, Niu Dazi's eyes suddenly widened.

Just kidding, no matter what Nobel Prize Li Donglai won, just because he is now the director of the steel rolling mill laboratory, he is a real big shot.

Even a bullhead wouldn't dare to mess with someone. This guy Yan Jiecheng actually dared to pluck his hair from a tiger's mouth. He was a bit too courageous.

Niu DaZi once checked Yan Jiecheng's background, and only knew that after the divorce, this kid once squatted on a fence for a few days, and was later rescued by Yan Bugui.

The specific reason is not clear, but now it is finally correct.

Niu DaZi pretended to be reluctant and nodded: "You are quite courageous, which suits my taste, but to do our job, in addition to being courageous, you must also be able to shoulder the burden."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! If you can bear the burden... Yan Jiecheng is a little confused.

Niu DaZi picked up the wine glass, drank it down in one gulp, and whispered: "You should know that we have to get the cloth out of the logistics department warehouse before we can sell it to the pigeon market."

"Of course, we can't invite customers to the warehouse." Yan Jiecheng nodded and said.

Niu Jazi sneered: "According to my previous method, I will provide you with the key and tell you where the scrap is piled. It is up to you to take advantage of the darkness and sneak into the scrap warehouse of the logistics department and steal the cloth. Wait for the money to be sold.

, the two of us will divide the account into 28, you will have 2, and I will have 8."

Hearing this, Yan Jiecheng was stunned.

He is not a fool. As someone who sneaks in quietly to steal scraps, he must bear the greatest risk.

Because the textile factory is a key factory, the patrol team of the security department will patrol all night every night.

In this case, he could only get 20%, wouldn't he be taken advantage of?

Yan Jiecheng put down his wine glass and said hesitantly: "Brother Mazi, there is no problem for me to enter the warehouse and steal things. After all, I am a brave person, but this share...is it a little less? I have a big burden."

risk."

"Snapped"

Niu DaZi threw the wine glass on the table and said in a cold voice: "Yan Jiecheng, I found out why you are so ignorant. To tell you the truth, I can do these things by myself. I think you are interesting.

I am willing to take you to play, but now you still want to open your mouth, which really disappoints me."

The lion opened its mouth... Who opened its mouth? Yan Jiecheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had learned a lesson from Niu Jazi's scoundrels.

"Brother Mazi, no...that's not what I meant..."

"Then what do you mean?" Niu Dazi stared and said, "To tell you the truth, there are many people who are willing to fuck with me. If you don't want to, you can leave now!"

Leave? Yan Jiecheng looked at the table of food and wine and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth a few times.

Just kidding, I spent more than thirty yuan and now I'm gone, what's going on?

You have to get your money back!

Yan Jiecheng suddenly realized that he was like boarding a pirate ship. If he disembarked midway, he would lose all his money.

Niu Mazi looked at Yan Jiecheng's hesitation and sneered in his heart. He had already inquired about Yan Jiecheng's details. This guy was known to be a good calculator. This time he was going to teach him a lesson so that he would be more confident when doing things in the future.

Be more honest.

In the end, Yan Jiecheng agreed, stood up and toasted Niu Mazi with a glass of wine, "Brother Mazi, I, Yan Jiecheng, will hang out with you from now on."

"That's pretty much it!" Niu Dazi picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Later, thinking that he could make a lot of money in the future, Yan Jiecheng also became happy. The two exchanged drinks and drank until ten o'clock in the evening before leaving the tavern arm in arm.

After leaving the tavern, Niu Dazi pushed out his bicycle from where the car was being watched and saw Yan Jiecheng preparing to leave on foot.

He frowned: "Yan Jiecheng, this won't work. When we take action, we will have to get seven or eight pieces of cloth at a time. Are you planning to carry it all to the pigeon market by yourself?"

Yan Jiecheng waved his hands quickly: "That's absolutely not the case. I have a bicycle at home, but I thought I might fall if I ride a bicycle after drinking tonight, so I didn't ride a bicycle."

"Afraid of riding a bicycle after drinking? Haha, Yan Jiecheng, you are really timid."

Niu DaZi snorted, ignored him, got on his bicycle and ran away.

In fact, Yan Jiecheng was not afraid of falling. It was just that Yan Bugui had recently deprived him of the right to ride a bicycle.

When he thought about this, he felt angry.

Because of the previous events, the Yan family spent a lot of money. Yan Bugui was a smart person, so naturally he would not charge the money to himself, so he forced Yan Jiecheng to hand over all his salary to him every month.

As a result, Yan Jiecheng had no money and naturally could not rent Yan Bu's expensive bicycle.

What?

You ask, doesn’t Yan Jiecheng have more than thirty yuan on him?

You must all know that this money was defrauded from Qin Huairu, how dare Yan Jiecheng let Yan Bugui know.

Yan Jiecheng tightened his collar, stepped into the cold wind, looked at the young people riding bicycles whizzing by on the street, and spat hard.

After he made money following Niu Mazi, the first thing he did was to go to the pigeon market and buy a 28-inch big truck. It had to be permanent and brand new.

When the time comes, he rides back to the courtyard and frightens everyone in the courtyard.
To be continued...