"Old Xiao, you are back, wash your hands quickly and come to the kitchen to help..." Wenrong heard the sound of unlocking in the kitchen and screamed.

There were bursts of laughter from Xiao Qiang's room over there. The atmosphere was just right. She didn't want Xiao Jianjun to break in. She just happened to be too busy to do it alone, so she might as well call it over to help.

Bang.

The sound of closing the door is very loud.

Wenrong came out of the kitchen strangely and saw Xiao Jianjun's face flushed. The collar that was usually tightly buttoned was open randomly, and there was no idea where the buttons went, or a big hole was made, as if he was grinning at her.

"Old Xiao, what's wrong with you?" Wen Rong asked with concern.

Xiao Jianjun turned his head to look at her, his movements seemed very slow and his eyes were not focal: "Ah? Oh. It's nothing. I'm tired, so I'll go back to the house to rest for a while."

"It's almost time to eat. If you don't have to eat, you can rest early." Wenrong wiped his hands with an apron, stepped forward and took the briefcase that was about to fall from under Xiao Jianjun.

"No! Let's talk about it another day." Xiao Jianjun answered so badly that he pushed open the bedroom door and locked the door when he entered.

"Mom, what's wrong with Dad?" Xiao Qiang came out of the room at some point and asked softly.

They had never seen Xiao Jianjun's expression before, and both of them were scared.

Wenrong was stunned for a while, returned to the kitchen, turned off the gas, and came out.

Xiao Qiang and Lin Yi both stood at the door, staring blankly in the direction of the bedroom.

She took out ten dollars, stuffed it into Xiao Qiang's hand, and whispered: "Today you and Ayi go to a restaurant outside for dinner, it doesn't matter if you come back later."

"I understand." Xiao Qiang did not take the money, "Lin Yi and I will go out to eat."

Although he cared about his father, he knew that he would stay at home, so his mother was even more inconvenient to ask more questions. The effect of comforting him was not good. It would be better to go out with Lin Yi and leave room for his parents, and then ask his mother quietly inquire about him to see if he could help him out.

In the past month, he and Shao Yanjie were still in the stage of testing each other. The other party only handed him a few ordinary calligraphy and paintings worth thousands of yuan. No one would hand over the business matters out of thin air to people who had never met each other with a huge treasure worth millions.

In this way, Xiao Qiang also earned nearly 30,000 yuan!

In this era, publicly speaking, except for those professional households in rural areas with tens of thousands of yuan, how can citizens who make a living by paychecks in the city earn so much money?

Ordinary people never thought about how much money they could earn when they saw the self-employed people along the street making money.

So much so that when Xiao Qiang used a pseudonym to deposit money in the bank, people in the bank looked at him with strange eyes. If it weren't for Shao Yanjie accompanying him every time, others would probably call the police to arrest him.

So Xiao Qiang has always been very careful and has never told anyone about making money. He has lived through it before and now. Every time he only leaves a few dollars of pocket money, and he deposits the rest in the bank with a lot of pennies.

When Shao Yanjie saw his actions, he further confirmed that he was just an intermediary's guess. As the number of cooperation between the two parties increased, he began to gradually hand over some valuable antiques to Xiao Qiang and take them back to make fakes on the "fake family" behind him.

As for the share of the two parties, Xiao Qiang strongly put forward the requirement of share of the share of the two parties from the beginning, and 70% of it belongs to him and the "fake family" behind him. They are only responsible for making "fakes", and Shao Yanjie is responsible for the rest of the links. If there is any accident, they will not admit it.

Shao Yanjie fought for a long time, and finally the two parties reached an agreement: 30% of the initial share, and if there is a business worth hundreds of thousands of yuan in the future, 40% of the share.

Shao Yanjie was very satisfied with the final share result.

When making fakes, his main risk is to provide valuable antique calligraphy and paintings, and the materials needed to make fakes - can this be considered money?

Therefore, he has always been very careful about providing antiques. He took back one piece before providing the next one. Moreover, the authentic products provided in the early stage are of limited value. Even if they are greedy, the losses are within acceptable range.

Every time an antique is recovered, there are more than three items, which are like the "fakes" poured out from the same mold, which is a net profit!

Terrible profitability!

With the increase in the number of transactions, he also gained a certain recognition of Xiao Qiang, and the profits he earned could already bear a large loss. Today he provided Xiao Qiang with a relatively valuable calligraphy and painting of the Qing Dynasty.

Shao Yanjie was not in a hurry at all. This business was not profitable. He didn't want to test the greed of the "false family". I believe it is one thing, and human nature is another thing. Only by being cautious can business last for a long time.

For him, the money he earned this month is better than nothing, but will the days of wealth be far away in the future?

In just this month, although he didn't make much money, Datou gave it to Xiao Qiang, his reputation has spread. Everyone in the provincial antique market knows that Boss Shao has many authentic products and fair prices. The number of people who come to him for business is gradually increasing. Some colleagues from other places come here to buy goods from him.

This is what, by the way, it is what TV calls "brand effect".

Xiao Qiang and his thoughts are the same in this regard, and they also don’t like this little money. Although he has tens of thousands of dollars in his hand, he is still a little rich man in the city, but compared to what he wants to do in the future, he doesn’t even have enough start-up capital.

Of course, no matter how little money is, it is still okay to invite Lin Yi out for a good meal.

When Xiao Qiang and Lin Yi went out, Wenrong knocked on the door outside the bedroom: "Old Xiao, are you okay?"

When the door opened, Xiao Jianjun's eyes were a little red.

"Xiao Qiang went out?"

"Yes, he said to go out with Ayi, you haven't had dinner yet." There was a strong smell of smoke in the room, and Xiao Jianjun never smoked, Wenrong pretended not to know.

"That's good, I don't want him to see his dad's cowardly look." Xiao Jianjun came to the small living room with heavy steps, sat on the sofa, and looked up at the ceiling in a daze.

Wenrong sat down beside him and put his hand on the back of his hand.

"Arong, am I a useless man?" Xiao Jianjun asked quietly.

Wenrong looked at his cheeks that looked a little tired because of his life, and said softly: "No matter how others think, in Xiaoqiang and I, you are the most capable man in the world!"

Xiao Jianjun patted her hand.

Neither of them spoke, just sat quietly. Xiao Jianjun did not say why he was today, and Wenrong did not ask, but the couple's tacit understanding of each other made their hearts feel indescribable warmth.

In Luo Gang's study, there were two people silently facing each other.

"Lao Luo, why did you propose to reject the qualification of Jianjun as the commander of the investigation battalion? Do you think it's too much for you to do this?" An old soldier who was a little teenager younger than Luo Gang smoked his cigarette hard and said in a silence.

Chen Haiyang and Luo Gang have been old comrades-in-arms for decades. They have been partnering with each other since Luo Gang was the division commander. At that time, he was the deputy division commander. Later, Luo Gang was promoted to commander, and Chen Haiyang became his chief of staff.

He is twelve years younger than Luo Gang, and he is still a person who is about to retire. With decades of friendship, many things are hard to say to others and dare not say, but he can do nothing.

"Excessive? Do you think I am the kind of person who takes positions as a benefit and nepotism?" Luo Gang knew why this old friend came from when he entered the study.

"You are not nepotism, but you can't deny the future of a talented young man because of your personal likes and dislikes!" Chen Haiyang was also a little angry and angry, "We all watched Jianjun grow up. We are mature, reliable, high-spirited, able to endure hardships, and willing to specialize in research. Why don't you get a chance for him? You used to be on stage and said that you were suppressing him in order to avoid suspicion. But you are no longer in power, and they have won recognition with real talent and knowledge, but why do you have to stumble and force him to disqualify him from competing? There is no such thing as you in the world! No wonder he never comes to see you!"

Bang!

A teacup shattered on the wall behind him, Luo Gang pointed at him, so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Lao Luo, Lao Luo, don't be angry! I said it wrong, can't I say it wrong?" Chen Haiyang panicked, afraid that the old guy would get sick, "Forget it, this is the business of you two father and son, why should I say more..."

Luo Gang's body kept trembling: "Why do others think... I don't care, why... why have you been with me for decades and think so? Ah, do you think I felt guilty when I transferred him from southern Xinjiang, so I kept suppressing him?"

"No, no, it's hard to do it. Others don't know you, don't I know yet? How could you be such a person? I'm so angry, I'm so angry..." Chen Haiyang comforted repeatedly.

"Fuck!" Luo Gang was so angry that his old face turned red and broke away from Chen Haiyang's hand, "That's right! I didn't want to see Jianjun sacrifice at the beginning, but it had nothing to do with me suppressing him! He was not suitable to be a commander at all, he was not the material!"

Seeing that he insisted on a clear argument with him, Chen Haiyang no longer comforted him: "How do you know that Jianjun is not good? Oh, just because he has been in the squad leader for three years and platoon leader for five years? That is because he is down-to-earth and willing to work hard and based on his own work! Since Jianjun was transferred to the logistics department, everyone has watched him grow from an outsider who knows nothing to a qualified or even an excellent logistics officer. How much perseverance is this? How many difficulties are he to overcome! We all know that he is not determined to be here and dreams of going back to the army every day. But because of your reasons, we have endured it and never interfered. But this time, with an analysis of future wars, he is likely to return to the position he likes, and you are going to deprive him of hope. What isn't you cruel?"

"That was not written by him!" Luo Gang punched the table with a thump, angrily.

"Don't be arrogant to me! That's not what he wrote, or who wrote it? For more than a month, I have seen it every day. Jianjun comes to work every day, and his eyes are red. This is not evidence of his staying up late? But in this way, he still completed his job with quality and quantity. Just such a promising young man, who can bear not to help him?"

"The position of battalion commander of the special reconnaissance battalion cannot be used as a private item. It is related to our exploration of future wars!" Luo Gang tied his neck and never surrendered.

"You are biased! Among all the reports competing for this position, only his analysis pointed out the model and development direction of future wars most systematically, with detailed and clear arguments. The reports of those regiment leaders were far worse than him!" Chen Haiyang refused to let go.

"I think you are looking at people wearing tinted glasses!" Luo Gang stood up excitedly and threw out a thin document. "You can see clearly. This is the annotated notice. His views are exactly the same as those above! It's just a little different!"

Chen Haiyang pushed the notice aside disdainfully: "I have read this notice! Isn't this just right? You are looking for the authors of the annotations everywhere, and you praise him so that there are few in the sky and nothing underground. Now that you find it, you push him away again. Isn't this a prejudice?"

"Do you really don't see it or pretend you don't see it!" Luo Gang was angry. "From the explanation method to the specific implementation process, a discerning person can tell at a glance that he was influenced by this annotation, but he is by no means the original author of the annotation! Moreover, when we establish a reconnaissance battalion, we need deep military command skills, must have the ability to command operations on a large scale, have a broad vision, and can accept advanced technical and tactical thinking, these new military establishments are not available! The largest unit he commands has only one company, and has never been to a special command academy for further study. If you hand over such an incompetent person to him, it is a crime, a crime against the country and the people!"

He paused: "And, I found the original author of this annotation!"
Chapter completed!