"What do you mean by that?" Mr. Fang took out a cigarette from the pack and tapped the filter tip on the lid of the machine before lighting it up.
Li He pursed his lips. He didn't tap the cigarette to compress the tobacco; instead, he was showing off. "Look, my cigarettes have filter tips, and they are top-grade Peony cigarettes that cost one yuan and eight jiao. Few people are willing to smoke them, and you're telling me that you want to sell your factory?"
Phoenix cigarettes were for high-class subhumans, and those who were picky would carry a briefcase, comb their hair, and hold a Phoenix cigarette in their mouth, looking very stylish.
Li He snorted on purpose.
He took out a gold-plated Chunghwa from his pocket and handed it to Mu Yan. Then, he lit it with his high-end lighter.
"Look, I smoke a Chunghwa. It's gold-plated, and it costs 15 yuan per pack. It's so stylish, but it's not as pretentious as you."
"Mr. Fang, another one?" Li He took out a cigarette and handed it to Mr. Fang.
"No, it's fine. I have it in my hand. Smoking too much is harmful to your health." Mr. Fang smiled sheepishly at the sight of the Chunghwa. Red Chunghwa was considered high-class, and it could produce thousands of boxes in a year. Without foreign exchange certificates, one couldn't buy it in the Friendship Mall. Before the price increase, he could buy a pack to put on a show. Now that the price had increased from 4.80 yuan to 11 yuan, he was even more reluctant to smoke one for a person like him who relied on his family business to earn money. As for the white Chunghwa and gold-plated Chunghwa, he had only seen one or two people smoke them after years of doing business.
Looking at the lighter in Li He's hand, he had to consider his identity.
"Mr. Fang, to tell you the truth, I want to buy your factory. Do you think about it?" Li He asked for a stool from a nearby worker and sat down, waiting for his answer.
Seeing Mu Yan smoking beside him, Mr. Fang said to Li He, "Mr. Li, are you kidding me? Although my monthly income isn't bad, it's still much higher than the teacher's salary. "
Li He replied, "Name a price. As long as you're willing to sell, I'll pay any price."
"Let me put it this way. I earned this factory bit by bit by selling books on a stall. Although it's not the hen that lays golden eggs, my family's livelihood comes from this factory, and it's impossible for me to sell it," Mr. Fang said with determination and even a bit arrogance.
Li He said with a smile, "Let me put it this way. I'm not interested in your factory. I'm interested in you, Mr. Fang."
"We didn't know each other before, did we?"
"Let me put it another way. I want to find someone who knows how to print to help me open a new printing factory. You can continue to operate this factory, or you can hand it over to someone else. "
"You mean you want me to work for you?"
Li He said, "How can you call it working? If you're willing to help me, I can give you some shares, and we can consider it a business partnership. "
Mr. Fang said, "You're asking me to fight with my left hand. You're really smart."
"You know that your machines can't meet the requirements of our teaching assistant printing." Li He tried to put in a good word.
What was the most expensive thing in the 21st century?
Talent!
After all, he needed more people.
"Mr. Li, Mr. Mu, we can talk about the teaching assistant business, but we can't talk about other things." Mr. Fang still looked unapproachable. "Besides, young people like you can't open a printing factory just because you want to."
Li He pretended that he didn't see Mr. Fang's mocking expression and didn't want to say more. Mr. Fang was probably used to being the king of counterfeits in his own territory and didn't want others to tell him what to do.
He walked out of the printing factory with Mu Yan. Mu Yan said, "Now you give up, right?"
"Without Butcher Zhang, I don't want to eat pigs with fur. I don't believe that I can't find someone suitable." Li He still believed in the saying that any problem that could be solved with money wasn't a problem.
Leaning against the motorcycle, they finished a cigarette and were about to leave when they heard a shout behind them.
"My two bosses, wait, wait a moment!"
The person who called out to them was still a kid. He was not old, not tall, and very thin. His hair was not combed, and it was all a ball on top of his head. If one did not pay attention, the original color of his grey shirt could not be seen anymore.
"Did your boss ask you to call us?" Li He remembered this young boy. He was a worker in the printing factory, and he had just asked for a stool from Li He.
The young boy looked around and said timidly, "My boss didn't ask you to come; I asked you to come."
"What's up?"
"Can we go forward and talk? I don't want my boss to see us." The young boy walked forward and signaled for them to follow him.
Curious, Li He and Mu Yan followed him.
They slowed down on the motorcycle and followed the young boy. After a few turns, they couldn't see the printing factory because of the trees.
"Stop here. What do you want to say?"
The young boy wiped the sweat off his forehead and asked in a low voice, "Are you going to open a printing factory? Are you looking for someone? "
Li He smiled. "That's right."
The young boy was so close to him, so it was normal for him to hear them.
"Do you think I can do it?"
When Li He saw his skinny and weak appearance, he asked suspiciously, "You?"
"I've been working in this factory for three years. I know how to use the machines and the technology. I definitely won't delay your business," the young boy said hurriedly.
Li He waved his hand and smiled. "I'm not doubting your ability. How old are you?"
Even if he was short of manpower, he didn't want to hire a child. The young boy looked like he was underage.
"I'm 20."
"Huh?" Li He was doubtful.
"18." The young boy corrected himself.
“18？”， Even Mu Yan laughed behind them.
"15. It's true this time. I'm really 15." The young boy dodged their gazes in a panic. "I can show you my household register."
Li He asked, "So you've been working in this factory since you were 12?"
"Yes."
"But I can't hire you either," Li He smiled. "You're still young."
"I'm not young anymore. I know everything that others know. I know everything that others don't know. Trust me."
Mu Yan patted the dust on his body and asked politely, "Where are you from? Why aren't you going to school anymore? "
"I'm from Gaobei Shop. My family is poor and I can't afford to go to school. The main reason is that I can't get in," the young boy said seriously.
Li He asked Mu Yan, "I remember Gaobei Shop is in He Province, right?"
"It's very close to Fangshan District."
Li He asked the young boy, "You're so young. Why are you working here?"
Mu Yan said, "This Fang guy is so despicable. He dares to hire such a young boy."
"No, Mr. Fang treats me very well. If he didn't take me in, I wouldn't have a place to go," the young boy hurriedly explained.
Li He asked, "If he treats you well, why did you come to us?"
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