Chapter Thirty-six: A Trader Who Earns 1,500 Yuan

  Watching two middle-aged women being lectured by Yu Pian'er, exuding an aura of overbearing dominance. Li Xiaoteng suddenly felt a sense of being shrouded in a dim light, and really wanted to ask Yu Pian'er loudly: "How can your IQ make me feel at ease?"

  Zhao Pàngzi was stunned and didn't say a word, the surrounding foodies didn't care if you had something to do or not. The dishes have already started coming out one after another!

  That gluttonous little brat. He's already holding a plate, drinking Coke on one side and eating with gusto on the other. The way he's watching Yu Fei is just so captivating, it's like he's savoring every moment. He thinks this is even more thrilling than watching a movie in the cinema.

  The vendor, whose mouth was dry from talking, finally reached the end of his sales pitch and asked: "Are you guys going to buy this spicy hot pot or not? If you are, then hurry up and pay; if not, then quickly put it down and leave!"

  Second sister and Guo Si's mother dared to say no! Hurriedly nodded and said: "Want, want, we want!"

  Li Xiaoteng looked at the white radish stalks in their hands, speechless. He shook his head helplessly. What do you want?! You three have already splashed them like they've been washed by a flood. How am I supposed to cook now?

  Zhao Baozi casually called out to Zhao Dun, "Dong Ge, you're getting new ones for these two again!" Zhao Baozi looked at Li Xiaoteng and didn't move. He asked, "Teng Ge, why get new ones? What's wrong with the ones they have?"

  Li Xiaoteng scolded in a low voice: "It's all splattered with blood! How can you cook it now? Why are you so careless about hygiene?"

  Zhao Baozi nodded helplessly and hurriedly went to fetch new cabbage to put in the pot.

  After the two women left, Yu Pianr walked over. He patted Li Xiaoteng's shoulder and said: "Xiaoteng, didn't I tell you? If something happens, call your big brother me! Let people bully you like this. Why don't you say anything? You always eat my spicy hot pot, I have to help too!"

  Let's talk about the Li Xiaoteng, actually we should start from when he first came to this place. The public security bureau, procuratorate and courts, six departments of government offices. As long as Li Xiaoteng could reach or enter, they had all run through every household.

  Don't look at Li Xiaoteng's pocket being cleaner than his face, but he can't stand Li Xiaoteng's ability to speak and do things. Every now and then, people from other families come over after work and are invited to eat some spicy hot pot. Of course, those in higher positions won't go to eat Li Xiaoteng's food. But the tax collectors, health inspectors, and the six-panel door catchers will.

  These inconspicuous little feet. Li Xiaoteng and they all mixed a familiar face. Should be the most fortunate of the six-panel door's patrolmen on duty. Li Xiaoteng always collects the unsold vegetables or meat before closing the stall, cooks some, and sends them to the patrolmen on duty in this area.

  After all, the dishes won't last overnight. But sometimes when business is good and there's not a single dish left, Li Xiaoteng will also make some tofu, konjac, or small meatballs. Anyway, he has never lost money to this group of people.

  It's also thanks to Li Xiaoteng's business that the family is settled in Beijing. Once you leave Beijing, everything changes. Outside, who eats your few rotten vegetable leaves? Without money, they won't give you a good face. As the saying goes: Yan Wang is easy to see, but the little devil is hard to deal with.

  The little devils in Beijing are actually the easiest to get along with among the common people at the bottom.

  Li Xiaoteng sighed and said, "Yu Suo, I feel that these two people are just targeting my eating skills. They want to cheat me out of my culinary secrets and then go home to figure out how to do it themselves!"

  Yu Pian nodded and said, "I told you, don't call me Yu Suo, I'm just a local constable. If the chief hears you calling me Yu Suo'er, it'll be trouble for me." Yu Pian'er paused and continued, "Actually, I had already sensed that something was off about this matter. But they didn't rob or steal anything. What can I do? Who knows if she's related to one of the families selling spicy hot pot around here?"

  Li Xiaoteng nodded helplessly, thinking to himself: "You're pretending to be stupid on purpose! But then again, what Yipian'er said is also right! If I myself don't have any solution either!"

  Yu turned around, looked around and found nothing. He tilted his head to take a look at the spicy hot pot. Smelling the aroma of the spicy hot pot, he swallowed his saliva. Li Xiaoteng saw this and hurried over to say: "Yu Su'er, I know you love fish tofu, tonight when I close the stall, I'll bring you a plate, if there's too much food, I'll add some more dishes for you."

  After finishing, he looked at the two idle men and asked in a hurry: "Do you two brothers want to eat something? I'll try to give you some!" The two idle men heard that there was still something for themselves? They hurriedly waved their hands to indicate that they didn't need it! No need to bother.

  Yu Pianer walked away with a swagger! Li Xiaoteng felt a bit annoyed, originally wanted to give Yu Pianer a cigarette, but remembered the scene when Manager Dong saw his own cigarette pack and took one out for himself, feeling indescribably depressed.

  Li Xiaoteng, who had thought there was no one around and wanted to buy a good cigarette, suddenly found Yu Pian'er riding on the wind and fire wheel like Nezha, and came back with a fierce counterattack.

  Li Xiaoteng hastily asked: "Yu Suoer, why are you back again in such a hurry?" Yu Suoer wiped the white sweat from his forehead and said: "Later tonight, send some spicy hot pot over to me, choose the good stuff! I'll pay you for it then!"

  Li Xiaoteng hastily said: "Look what you're saying, I'll carefully prepare some good dishes for you alone! How can I ask you for money... ah!" Yu Suo'er hastily said: "I'm not joking with you! An old classmate of mine had a fight with his wife at home! He said he'd find me tonight to play two rounds of chess. Can you prepare some dishes to go with wine, and send them to the police station around 9 or 10 o'clock?"

  Li Xiaoteng naturally took the big package with a happy and satisfied expression. When the film was finished, Li Xiaoteng specially brought out some good materials and put them at the bottom separately. He specifically mentioned to Zhao Baozi that this is flattering, don't get cooked later.

  Li Xiaoteng, who was busy at work, thought about what had just happened while doing his job. The more he thought about it, the more he felt like he had swallowed a fly, and it was extremely disgusting.

  An old saying goes: every family has its own unsolvable problems!

  Li Xiaoteng encountered this matter is not a big deal. Confucius' more than 70 generations of descendants. The real name of the Kong family's Zhēn Cái is really unbearable.

  Before the sunset, Kong Zhen organized today's work records. He recorded all the trading situations in the company into the Excel spreadsheet one by one. Just after finishing writing, he stretched his waist. The phone on the desk rang!

  Kong Zhen hastily picked up the phone and heard a voice on the other end that was not angry but authoritative, saying: "Little Kong! Come to my office for a moment!" As soon as Kong Zhen heard this, he knew it was the company's leader. He quickly grabbed his notebook and pen, and swiftly walked to the door of the leader's office.

  Knock knock knock.....

  A loud voice from inside the room shouted, "Come in!" Kong Zhen hastily opened the door and walked in. The leader sat on a boss chair and scolded him, saying, "Kong Zhen! What have you been doing lately? You just say that market conditions are bad. But our private equity company is not a place to raise idle people either。 Look at the funds allocated to you recently, what kind of operation did you do?"

  Kong Zhen said with a hint of grievance: "Leader, recently I've been operating on the deep highway, and there's also a topic... I analyzed it in the consultation! Wenzi will announce at the latest by early June. It involves a tax preferential policy... The income from highway tolls will be uniformly reduced from 5% to 3% of the tax rate for business tax collection. The positive impact on the company's earnings per share is 3.1%..."

  "Slap! The boss slammed his hand on the table and said: "You're still arguing with me? Look at that crappy ticket you bought! 548? Why don't you just die?! Look at how the stock has been doing today! You actually chased after it when it was at its highest point, and sold it when it was at its lowest point! Our company isn't a place where we coddle people!"

  Kong Zhen said with a bit of grievance: "Isn't our company asking for a return of more than double the investment every day?"

  "Ah! All I see is the leader excitedly saying: "You dare to buy at the lowest point and sell at the highest point? Look at other traders, they haven't lost money recently! Take a look at yourself! I don't even know why I'm using you!"

  Kong Zhen secretly thought: Other traders haven't been trading recently, so they won't lose money! If I don't trade and you make me trade, I'll lose money and curse my mother!

  "Boss, I think this stock is about to stand on the 255-day moving average line. Although it went up and fell back today, I still feel that it has hope..."

  The furious leader said: "Customers who bought our private equity fund, the net value of their funds has already dropped from 1 yuan to more than 0.4 yuan! If you don't want our customers to jump off the building! You don't want to be thrown down! Then stop for me! 548! You're dead....."

  Kong Zhen looked at the leader's furious expression and didn't dare say a word for a moment. Kong Zhen's leader sipped his tea, spat out the tea leaves, and said: "Besides, I don't care what problems you have at home! I pay you 1,500 yuan every month. Do you know how many people want to be a trader?"

  While speaking, he also patted the table. After calming down a bit, he continued: "I'm so angry that I'm incoherent! What's the matter with you putting the bedding roll in our dressing room? We don't manage food and lodging here!"

  Kong Zhen is actually quite resentful in his heart, and he has been suppressing his sadness all day at work. He was tormented by the stock market during the day, and then tormented by his leader after getting off work. Now he can't even go home. Originally, he wanted to borrow some money from his leader or advance two months' salary. But this evening's scolding made Kong Zhen unable to open his mouth.

  Kong Zhen suppressed the sorrow in his heart and said calmly: "Leader, I'm just storing my bedding temporarily. Don't worry, I know the company's regulations and won't stay overnight."

  The leader rubbed his own eyebrows. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Kong Zhen, he really didn't want to talk, waved his hand and said "go out". Then he lowered his head and didn't look at Kong Zhen again.

  Kong Zhen looked at the leader's expression, lowered his head and silently exited the office. He turned around and walked to his own workstation, sighing.

  They say that men don't easily shed tears, but it's also said that they just haven't reached the point of heartbreak yet. I picked up the phone on a whim, wanting to call Dad and Mom to let them know everything is okay, to hear the sound of their voices. But after thinking about it for a moment, I listlessly put down the receiver. I buried my head in the table, my shoulders slightly shaking - I don't even know if I managed to hold back my tears or if they quietly flowed out...

  Next to Kong's workstation, several front desk receptionists and two financial sisters changed their clothes and were about to leave when one of the girls suddenly said: "My boyfriend just sent me a text message saying he wants to take me to a unique hot pot restaurant in Beijing tonight. Hahaha, I love spicy food!

  The girl next door said: "Then hurry up and reply to him!" A financial sister said: "She replied early, saying I love you! Baby~~~"

  The little sister's phone suddenly rang, and when she picked it up, she saw that the message had failed to send. She hurriedly resent it! Before she could even move her feet, it again replied that the message had failed to send. The little sister got angry and directly typed out a curse on her phone and sent it back! Suddenly, she let out a surprised cry and said: "It actually sent successfully!" The other girls turned their heads and looked over, asking: "What's wrong?" The little sister didn't say anything, but quickly typed out: "Sorry, baby! I made a mistake!" Just as she was about to respond to them, her phone prompted: Message failed to send.....