Meng Guangsong and Jiao Yigang turned their heads, but found that Qin Dong was standing not far away with Nie Xinming. Wang Wei also turned his face and was meeting Qin Dong's joking gaze.

"The great man said, "Don't conspire," Qin Dong stepped forward and picked up the six bills on the ground, "Money is human. You can only get into your pocket with it."

"Qin Dong," both are deputy directors and fellow trainees. Wang Wei felt that he was neglected. He forced a smile and defended, "I'm just discussing with them..."

"Discussion?" Although Nie Xinming narrowed his eyes, he also revealed a huge pressure in his eyes. "Is there such a discussion? If it's not clear, I want to be a yin person?"

"You really don't count when you say it back to Shen Nan. I am still the deputy director of Beibingyang. You are not familiar with the leaders of the city and the provincial department, right?" Qin Dong smiled. This was true. Wang Wei suddenly stopped. Zhu Yi, the director of the provincial department, and Qin Dong are old acquaintances.

"Qin Dong, misunderstanding..." Wang Wei begged for mercy with a distorted face.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, just say it," Qin Dong smiled, "Compet openly and openly, and see who loses in the end and who wins! Well, there's a saying, I don't want you to misunderstand."

"What sentence?"

"I just said before getting on the train that I want to sell our Rong beer on the train!"

Wang Wei suddenly showed disdain. He turned around and left with disdain, muttering, "Dream!"

Seeing him leave, Qin Dong smiled with relief. He patted Meng Guangsong on the shoulder and said, "It's a man!"

He didn't expect that Jiao Meng and the other two were still very bloody, "Do it well."

He looked at Nie Xinming again, and Nie Xinming immediately understood.

...

The sky gradually darkened.

Wherever the train passes, there are densely populated cities and villages, with endless lights connected to stations, endless signal lights, telephone poles, signs, frequent car meetings, getting on and off passengers, and the carriages are always crowded and noisy, full of fireworks on earth, and you will never feel lonely.

Qin Dong would not be lonely, and the flyers of Yunhai Beer and Shicheng Beer were spilling happily. Wang Wei actually learned to use the train's radio to promote Shen Beer. He was also a smart person. He had inspiration when Lei Dongbao looked for Qin Dong.

Although they can't catch up with Rong Beer, these beer companies have also started shipping.

"Director, why don't I go up too?" Nie Xinming couldn't sit still. He was going to learn from Jiao Meng and the others, and also went up to perform "Guess."

"You?" Qin Dong glanced at Nie Xinming, "Your hand is too slow. You have to practice this trick for a long time. Let's go and go to the dining cart for dinner."

The two of them were struggling to move forward in the carriage. Hey, Qin Dong seemed to have discovered the way.

Two naughty children Du Xiaoshu and Zhong Xiaoyong were holding two braised pork lunches in the aisle, raising them in big mouthfuls.

"Xiaoyong, is it enough? Look, I'll make you hungry!" Qin Dong felt something was wrong. The conductor's attitude was even more kinky than his own son, and he stuffed two braised pork lunch boxes into his hands.

"Sister, I've had enough, I've eaten two of them." Zhong Xiaoyong wiped the rice grains from the corner of his mouth with his hands into his mouth, "I'll be full if I eat them again."

"Well, you can eat it, put your beer on the dining cart, and I will sell it to you..." The conductor smiled and looked at him, pushing the dining cart toward the front.

"Manager, what's going on?" Nie Xinming was confused.

Well, there are too many people on the train and the supply of boxed lunches is in short supply. Qin Dong asked the waiter of the food truck. When it was sold best, it could sell 1,500 servings a day. One train could use half a pig, stew more than ten pots of rice every day, and cut 80 kilograms of vegetables...

"The conductors all love to run food trucks, and only food trucks can work during the day and sleep at night." Qin Dong smiled, "They also have some small privileges."

The privilege is not very great, just you can get a few extra boxes of lunch every time and put them privately to your acquaintances who are riding on the bus.

"Xiaoyong, Xiaoshu, do you know her?" Nie Xinming asked directly when he came up.

Zhong Xiaoyong immediately gave the lunch box in his hand to Qin Dong, "I don't know, no, I just met."

"How did you meet?" Nie Xinming refused to give in.

"I just praised her for being beautiful..." Zhong Xiaoyong said with a smile, "Also, their lunch boxes are not enough, and some of them have been stomped off by passengers. I will clean them and repair them before continuing to install them."

Oh, Qin Dong's face changed color.

This time, I had the intention of cultivating Xiaoshu and Xiaoyong. Xiaoyong's sweet mouth is also famous in Zhongjiawa and the factory. I didn't expect that he is so eye-catching. "Well, Xiaoyong is very useful!"

He patted Zhong Xiaoyong on the shoulder heavily and nodded toward the food truck. Beer sales are actually interpersonal sales. The four words "knowing to be in relationships" allowed Qin Dong to see Zhong Xiaoyong's future!

"Hey, eat, braised pork is so delicious... Why are you crying?" Du Xiaoshu looked at Zhong Xiaoyong in confusion, but then looked at Qin Dong who had already walked into the crowd thoughtfully.

The train walked forward and finally stopped at Shangqiu Station.

Before the people on the train got off, the people who wanted to get up tried their best to squeeze up.

There is no way, the spring breeze of reform and opening up makes people feel excited, and everyone wants to take the opportunity to make money. The number of self-employed individuals suddenly increased overnight. They do business, go out to work, and take the train if they have money or not. There is no such thing as "not allowing the population to move at will."

Around 1990, the Chinese trains were already overcrowded, and many trains were 100% overcrowded, and a large number of passengers without tickets never got on and off the train without sealing windows. No one dared to take care of them, and whoever was in charge would be beaten.

"The train is like everyone's, and there are people everywhere." Qin Dong and Wang Xinjun stood in the aisle, looking at the crowded crowds under the train.

"Hey, what is Mr. Bai looking at?"

Qin Dong suddenly turned his head, Yang Xun, who was in the correspondence class, looked at him with a smile, and he was still holding a plastic bag in his hand. He didn't know why so many people didn't squeeze out his bags.

"Xiao Yang, why... you also took this train?" I was still very excited to see Yang Xun on the train.

"What train I take? I just come and see you. You were so well entertained in Qinwan. Lei Dongbao called... Let our classmates along the railway relay, pass on one stick at a time, and keep sending you to Reheman..."

Qin Dong laughed silently, what is this called? What is this called!

"Let's go, let's have some drinks. I'll accompany you to Kaifeng. I'll go to Kaifeng to do something..." Yang Xun dragged him into the private room.

"Come and drink...try our Longgang roast chicken, beef fried bread..."

Dingling--

The bell rang and the train was slowly sliding. Qin Dong wanted to get some breath. As soon as he opened the window, a black leather bag flew in like a grenade, smashing the roast chicken on the coffee table to the ground.

Before he could react, a woman with long hair had quickly entered the car window, stepped on the road she had opened with a leather bag bomb and jumped to the floor, and said to Yang Xun who was glaring at him, "I'm sorry, ah, I'll compensate me for the roast chicken!"

"No, no..."

Qin Dong smiled and said, the woman looked at him and took off the scarf around her face.

ah!

Qin Dong looked at Yang Xun, and Yang Xun also looked at Qin Dong. The two of them opened their mouths and stopped talking.

At this time, Du Xiaoshu and Zhong Xiaoyong, who were whistling and shy with their belly, also walked into the private room. Both of them were stunned, "Xiaoyong, I've eaten too much..."

Du Xiaoshu had turned around and wanted to vomit!

Zhong Xiaoyong quickly followed him, and Qin Dong looked at his two children sympathetically, "Alas, this is not the result of eating alone!"

Nie Xinming walked in with a few bottles of beer in his hand. He saw the woman standing aside. Oh, even though he was brave, his heart could not help but trembled a few times!

"What are you looking at, what are you looking at? Have you never seen the peony on the railway?" The woman seemed to guess what they thought, "I am Zhao Mudan!"

Wang Xinjun followed Nie Xinming. At first he was still smiling, but when he saw Mudan, he couldn't laugh. Is this name ruining the word Mudan?

"Okay, I won't let me compensate you for your roast chicken, so I'll leave." Zhao Mudan looked at the stunned men and walked out swaggeringly.

"Eat chicken." Qin Dong looked at the roast chicken that was served again.

Yang Xun looked at him strangely. What did this woman look like just now? "Hey, Qin Dong, I found that you went to Japan and your aesthetic taste became different from others... You eat, you still eat, you can really eat it?"
Chapter completed!