Chapter 154

The old village head stands in front of Liu Fan with great momentum, and Shu Jiameng turns his mouth against him. If a younger person stops her, Shu Jiameng will start directly.

Finally, Shu Jiameng didn't leave until Liu Fan's contact information.

Liu Fan was embarrassed and said to Uncle Cui: "Uncle Cui, even if you eat, I have to pick up garbage."

Uncle Cui's eyes narrowed when he heard the speech. This young man can't get out of the garbage.

"Can we not pick up rubbish?"

Uncle Cui looked like he hated iron but not steel. "It can cure Li Qiang's leg. Is this medical skill still used to pick up rubbish? Young man, you are not old enough. Why can't you tell the good from the bad? That garbage collection is too low for you! "

Just at this time, a freight car passing by, Liu Haizhu black face yelled: "old village head, what do you say, picking up garbage how low, I pick up garbage collection rags to earn money, that earn money is clear, why, steal, or rob?"

Liu Fan thumbed up and praised: "brother Zhu, that's right."

When Liu Haizhu saw Liu Fan's face, he immediately drooped, "it's you, boy. Did you go to our village to pick up garbage? I tell you, this is my territory! "

"I bah, what is your territory? You are two pillars. You think I don't know that you go to other places to collect garbage all day. You can't see anyone in our village all day!"

With a gloomy face, uncle Cui yelled at Liu Haizhu, "if you pick up garbage, you can pick up garbage. If you don't study hard, can you come out to pick up garbage? You said you made them all by yourself

When Liu Haizhu heard the speech, his eyes turned red and he choked: "old village head, you don't have to speak so hard. You say I've been a bachelor for more than 30 years. Am I easy? I haven't saved enough money for my wife now."

With that, the whole person fell into the past, holding his forehead to hurt himself.

Uncle Cui sighed when he saw Liu Haizhu like this, and advised: "Er Zhu, I pity you too, but you say you don't have a diploma, and the computer doesn't understand. That nose can smell garbage. What else can you do? What else do you have?"

Liu Haizhu a listen, more sad, "old village head, I beg you don't say OK, won't comfort people don't comfort."

Uncle Cui sighed, like an old father with a frustrated son.

After listening to Liu fan, he felt sympathy for Liu Haizhu. Although he didn't look much older than himself, it was a little sad that all his youth was wasted on picking up rubbish.

Cough, cough.

With a dry cough, he went to Liu Haizhu and said with a smile, "Uncle Zhu."

Seeing Liu Fan's appearance, Liu Haizhu immediately woke up from his grief, held the handlebar and said, "why, boy, you don't still want to think about this car."

Liu Fan took a look at this small tricycle with an open top, and his heart is really a little higher than his tricycle. He can only hope that the system can help him upgrade in the future.

It's not impossible to drive the train to collect garbage one day.

"Well, uncle Zhu, you misunderstood me. I want to introduce you to a job with a monthly salary of more than ten thousand. It's very simple. Do you want to do it?"

"What?" Liu Haizhu suddenly came to the spirit, and uncle Cui raised his ears.

Liu Fan looked at Liu Haizhu and said, "it's very simple. Help me collect intelligence."