[179] Not every woman is qualified to recognize a godfather!

Lin Xiaobao's second class is on the day shift, that is, from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m.

At about 7:40 the next morning, Lin Xiaobao arrived at the scrap warehouse, but found that there was only one night shift employee in the warehouse, and none of the day shift arrived.

Of course, Xu Weiwei also arrived and came with Lin Xiaobao.

"So free and loose? Will they not come until after eight o'clock? Xu Weiwei muttered with some dissatisfaction.

Lin Xiaobao pouted angrily to the only employee guarding the warehouse and said, "If you ask him, you will know!"

"He?" Xu Weiwei pointed to the boy who was sleeping on the table at the door, "Go and ask!"

Lin Xiaobao reluctantly walked in, but he didn't know how to wake him up and couldn't help coughing.

The employee lying on the table slowly raised his head, frowned at Lin Xiaobao, and asked dissatisfiedly, "Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm a day shift employee!"

Lin Xiaobao answered in a regular manner, like a good student answering the teacher's questions, "Do you know when they will come?"

The night shift employee took a look at Lin Xiaobao and said with a smile, "Are you new here?"

"Hmm!" Lin Xiaobao nodded, "I came yesterday afternoon!" {

"Then you came early!" As the night shift employee said, he wanted to lie down and continue to sleep. Lin Xiaobao looked at his watch and couldn't help asking, "Is it early?" What time do you go to work?"

The night shift employee frowned impatiently and said, "Why are you so annoying? OK! Since you're here, I'll go back to bed and check the door. You're responsible for losing something!"

With that, the night shift employee really got up and was ready to leave.

Lin Xiaobao subconsciously looked around the warehouse and found that there was a pile of jasmine tea residue yesterday!

If you remember correctly, the tea slag Lin Xiaobao saw when he got off work yesterday was nearly one person tall, but now it has been emptied. He can't help asking, "Oh, buddy, where are those jasmine tea slag?"

The night shift employee was about to leave. Hearing Lin Xiaobao's words, they didn't take it seriously and said directly, "Sure enough, they are new. There will be someone on the night shift to clean up waste every day, don't you know? Forget it, you'd better study at work! Let's go!"

As soon as Lin Xiaobao heard this, he hurriedly grabbed the night shift employee and asked, "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with this working environment. Is there any document left by pulling away this tea residue? How can I prove it when the supervisor comes?

The night shift staff said impatiently, "Oh, they won't care. That's it. Let's go!"

After saying that, the night shift staff really left and left here as if they were running away.

Lin Xiaobao looked at his disappeared back and thought deeply. Are all the employees here like this? No matter which class, they are so free and loose?

Also, where is the jasmine tea dregs? Who pulls away should have a proof or proof, right?

Looking at the employee's meaning, it seems that there is no such thing at all. Are these scrap products taken away if they want to take them away?

At eight o'clock sharp, those day shift staff came to the project on time. They looked sleepy, their eyes were red, and the corners of their eyes were full of eye excrement. They stayed up all night last night.

Liu Pengfei was the last one to arrive, and the workshop shouted, "Let's gather, let's gather!"

Those employees gathered like zombies in the game, staggering together step by step, and the standing team was crooked and messy.

Liu Pengfei glanced and didn't say anything, because he was not standing steadily.

"Now start naming..." Liu Pengfei pointed to Lin Xiaobao and said, "I will introduce a new colleague to you. We will all be brothers in the future. All right, disband!"

Lin Xiaobao was very surprised by Liu Pengfei's brief "training", but it was reasonable.

After the team dispersed, the sharp-mouthed guy came over yesterday. When he called the name just now, Lin Xiaobao heard his name, Fan Junji, which was a very elegant name. No matter how he looked at it, it didn't match his obscene face.

"Brother, do you want to play with money?" Fan Junji said with a smile, "Come together if it's a brother!"

Lin Xiaobao thought for a moment and said shyly, "Let me take a look first. I don't have money in my pocket. I'll play when I get the money in the afternoon!"

Fan Junji smiled and said, "It's okay. It's okay to owe first. Besides, you may not lose. Maybe the white wolf will win?"

"I don't have that luck!" Lin Xiaobao seemed to smile: "There is no money in his pocket, no confidence in his heart, and his anger is short!"

Fan Junji heard it, but this is the reason, but this is the newcomer's reason. When everyone gets acquainted, they will find that there is no need to think so at all. However, at this time, he did not say so, but laughed and said, "Well, I'm not reluctant. Just call me Ermanji in the future. It depends on your age, or just call me. Second brother!"

"Yes, second brother!" Lin Xiaobao answered respectfully and took advantage of this moment to ask, "Second brother, where did you still have a pile of tea dregs yesterday? It's gone today. What's the matter?"

Fan Junji didn't doubt anything at all. He just thought it was the curiosity of the new employees, so he said, "Oh, you will know when you go to the night shift. Our waste that day is disposed of at night!"

After saying that, Fan Junji pulled Lin Xiaobao and talked about gambling again: "Let's go and play a few games with my brother. We will be our own people in the future. Don't be so shy!"

Lin Xiaobao can't help but be depressed. Fan Junji's diploma is not high and he is quite good at words. Is he really so shy?

At this time, Xu Weiwei has become friends with those recorders, especially the aunt who specializes in jasmine tea grounds. Xu Weiwei keeps hugging her thighs for a moment on the grounds that she has the longest generation.

This not only did not make the aunt irritable, but also proud and walked proudly, which was the opposite of the muddle-headed state of those warehouse management.

Xu Weiwei followed her aunt to the place where the jasmine tea dregs were stored, because someone from the workshop came to deliver the waste early in the morning. At this time, the waste sent was cleaned up in the last two hours of yesterday's night shift. After the whiteboard went to work, she was responsible for transporting it to the scrap warehouse.

With the attitude of asking if you don't understand, Xu Weiwei asked aunt, "Auntie, I saw a pile of waste yesterday. Why is it empty today?"

The aunt looked at Xu Weiwei amusedly. She did not doubt her rookie problem. Instead, she felt very funny and said, "Of course, it was transported away. This is all responsible for the night shift. There is a lot of waste every day. If it is not transported away, it will accumulate more and more the next day, and there will be no place to put it at all!"

Xu Weiwei asked while the iron was hot, "Ah? Where did it go?"

The aunt did not have the slightest vigilance and explained in a popular science appearance: "Of course, it was pulled away by those waste treatment plants. We have special cooperative units. There are several such waste treatment plants in the city, which cooperate with major beverage factories to recycle waste materials, which is the same concept as collecting wine bottles!"

"Oh!" Xu Weiwei nodded and said, "I thought it was pulled away and burned?"

The aunt looked at Xu Weiwei amusedly and said, "How can it be burned? For us, it is waste, but for them, it is real gold and silver. You don't know, a lot of waste can be reused!"

Speaking of this, the aunt looked at Xu Weiwei suspiciously and saw that there was nothing strange about her, and there was no desire to obtain this piece of information in her expression. She decided that she did not deliberately inquire about this matter, so she slowly said, "Do you know? Many flower teas on the market are made by recycling the tea dregs here, which are all unspoken rules of the industry!"

Xu Weiwei was calm on the surface, but her heart surged. Unexpectedly, her aunt told her like this. She seemed to be unprepared at all.

Xu Weiwei pretended to be shocked and said, "Is that so? Then I will never drink flower tea again! It turned out to be recycled!"

The aunt said, "It's not all. Some flower teas are still real, but some of them are using this kind of waste, such as the flowers and plants on the street, which are processed with waste mixed with other things. We sell it here as scrap houses, and the money they earn is full of pots! Tut!"

Seeing the aunt's envious look, Xu Weiwei said curiously, "This matter should be very confidential. Didn't those people give some oil to the person in charge of the factory?"

The aunt took a strange look at Xu Weiwei. Xu Weiwei was looked at this and thought it was exposed. She wanted to explain something again, but she heard the aunt suddenly laugh and answer, "You little girl really have the potential to be a businessman. You know oil and water. To tell you the truth, there is indeed oil and water. Of course, it is not on the surface, on the surface. It's still a scrap price to buy, and we will stuff money behind our leaders. I don't know how much to stuff, but almost everyone in our warehouse can get 100 yuan a day. It seems that there should be a lot of money!"

After a pause, the aunt said, "This is the job. The reason why it is easy to do is reflected in this. My flower tea is still less oil and water. Xiao Wu's scrap machines over there are the big head. Once those small beverage factories come to collect our scrap machines, the oil and water given are big, even Xiao Wu can do it at one time. Take tens of thousands!"

"How many thousands?" Xu Weiwei looked at her aunt in disbelief, "Is she alone?"

"Isn't it?" The aunt said, "It's good not to say that there is a relationship. The backer behind them is resounding. Do you know who it is? Our factory is her godfather. Alas, I'm already old and there is no hope. You are still young and handsome. If you can hold the upper thigh, you will feel hugged. The higher the level, the better!"

Xu Weiwei smiled and said, "Well, isn't that good?"

"Is it not very good?"

The aunt complained, "Make money. Eight immortals show their magical power when they cross the sea. Whoever has the ability to make more money in a good night's sleep. Not every woman has the capital to recognize those high-level godfathers!"