At night, the playground of Nantou Township Primary School was crowded with people.

The 32-inch large color TV seemed to be put on a shrine, and was placed on the high rostrum with red color. A box of "first drop of blood" was stuffed into the video recorder, and Silvester Stallone fought fiercely on the screen to fight the American police.

The pictures, sound quality, plot, and popular action films deeply attracted all the teachers, students and onlookers in the school. Even the people from the township government came over and shouted happily, thinking that watching foreigners' movies was a kind of enjoyment.

The first time the donated teaching aids were used was a public movie, which made the men, women, and young people in Nantou Township very happy and shocked. Many people usually listen to a radio speaker and accept such audio-visual feasts all at once, as if they were falling into a dream.

No..., I would never dream of such a good movie in my dreams.

In the dark night, there were only the sound of fighting gunshots and fighting roars from the TV on the playground. The viewers didn't even dare to show off their anger, and a cough would arouse public anger.

The "First Drop of Blood" is indeed good-looking, even if it is a classic in thirty years, and it is difficult to make such a film in China. But Zhou Qingfeng sat behind the railing on the second floor of the school teaching building, looking at the flashing of the black heads under the scene, without thinking.

Compared to the excitement of other viewers, Ma Jing pays more attention to Zhou Qingfeng. It’s not that girls don’t like action movies, but that the boys around her are more attractive to her.

"A colleague just came to ask, do you still have a radio?" asked the female teacher.

After donating three electrical appliances to the school, Zhou Qingfeng also gave prizes to the school's children, picking out 30 students with "good character and academic performance", each with a domestic radio.

The radios in the ‘Recycling Garbage’ are very small, only the size of a palm. They are not even broken, they are just not suitable for the market and cannot be sold.

Zhou Qingfeng said to the outside world that it is imported goods. In fact, everyone believes it. After all, domestic radios are not so small at all, and there is much distortion in sound quality.

Someone asked about the radio, and Zhou Qingfeng nodded, "Not only are there radios, but also color TV recorders and video tapes. You can buy them as long as you spend money."

"How much do you want?"

"Uh..., this may not be necessary. It's available now, but it doesn't mean there will be any future."

Zhou Qingfeng dared not say anything. God knows what is in the recyclable garbage I bought next time?

Ma Jing left quietly and came back and asked, "How much does that kind of big color TV cost?"

"Who wants it?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, "If you want it, I'll give you one."

Ma Jing's breathing was stagnant. Yesterday, she said she would give her a bicycle, which would cost only hundreds of dollars at most. But this big color TV is different. Everyone who chatted with her unanimously stated that this level of color TV will not be less than 10,000.

"Zhou Qingfeng, are you smuggled from this goods? Why don't you sell them in the city? Who can afford them in the village?" Ma Jing was very confused. She didn't dare to think that Zhou Qingfeng really wanted to give them away, and whether she dared to accept them. If she really accepted them, she would be afraid that she could only get married and repay them.

If another girl has a color TV worth tens of thousands as a bride price, she will nod and agree to the marriage immediately. If another man, she will hire a bride price worth tens of thousands of yuan, which girl can't marry?

Ma Jing was very nervous and her mind was in a mess. She had only known Zhou Qingfeng for a week, but she really didn't know why this kid was so generous. The other party seemed to not treat the money as money and gave it to her casually.

Between the light and shadow, Zhou Qingfeng saw the doubts on the woman's face. If he said that he had no selfish intentions to give gifts for free, he was afraid that no one would believe it. If he was not suspected, he would have to be defamed.

"These things were indeed smuggled. Don't I want to sell them well and pave the way for future transactions? Just tell me who wants to sell them, right?"

This sounds reasonable explanation. It is more clever than bribery. The benefits are in a clear place and donated to the school. No one can tell the problem. Teacher Ma has already figured out a series of inside stories in his mind, but instead felt that Zhou Qingfeng had a deep plan.

Just thinking that this kid was not giving it to her for her, the girl felt very disappointed. She was just thinking about whether she would agree if Zhou Qingfeng really gave her a large color TV worth tens of thousands of yuan. In a blink of an eye, she found that the other party was not here for her.

What a contradictory thought.

It's so annoying!

"The township leader wants to buy it, but is it at this price..." Ma Jing glanced at Zhou Qingfeng, "How much do you sell this kind of color TV?"

"Three thousand per unit. I have a few smaller sizes, which will be cheaper. In addition, the recorder recorder is 30% off the normal price, plus a three-month warranty."

Ma Jing thought about her salary and was amazed. She didn't afford it. She left quietly for a while and said after she came back: "The country wants two color TVs, three video recorders, and five audio recorders."

There are dozens of people who want to buy the radio you give to students. There are also the bicycles you sell, and there are more people who want them. Someone rode the bicycle you sell to the town, and even the people in the town looked novel.

I just heard someone say that you guessed you got smuggled goods from Tianyang City by water, so no one usually sees them. But you don’t have to worry, no one in the village cares about this matter. As long as you can buy bargains, everything is easy to say."

At the end of the conversation, Ma Jing hesitated for a moment, lowered her voice again and said, "Those words were said by the township chief just now, and he and the leaders of other township governments were sitting there."

The female teacher pointed to the dark playground. Zhou Qingfeng's eyes were sharp and he saw a few middle-aged people standing there whispering each other. They didn't care much about the movies, and obviously knew that they had the opportunity to get exclusive home appliances.

As for whether the public or private payments are paid, Zhou Qingfeng doesn't care. This situation is basically the same as what he imagines, and there is not much difference. He asked Ma Jing to pass the message, but obviously he didn't want to have any direct contact with the smuggler.

But this is good for everyone, and Zhou Qingfeng is unwilling to pay attention to these bureaucrats. It is too tiring to communicate. Ma Jing hesitated for a while and said arrogantly: "I don't want to take your things in vain. But I like your bicycle very much. I pay to buy it."

"The car I left for you costs 50 yuan." Zhou Qingfeng was not polite and stretched out his hand.

"So expensive?" Ma Jing suddenly felt sad - he was lying to me, using me as a tool to build a bridge with the township leaders. He should face the person's face forward, not the back. As expected, he shouldn't believe in men. The unscrupulous man who has no conscience is so expensive?!

Fifty yuan is Ma Jing's salary for a month. She thought that Zhou Qingfeng just said she wanted to give her a big color TV worth tens of thousands, but now she is petty about a bicycle. The huge contrast makes her feel aggrieved and want to cry.

Bad guy, it turns out that everything is a lie.

The young female teacher held back her tears, took out her wallet from her pocket, pulled out five wrinkled banknotes, "I bought it." The moment she gave the money, she couldn't control herself and spoke in a crying voice.

Ma Jing usually saves money, but now she spends more than a month's salary to buy a bicycle. If she hadn't said anything, she would really be reluctant to let it go.

Zhou Qingfeng collected the money, but took out a small thing from his pocket and handed it over, "The car is in the store, you can ride it by yourself tomorrow. This thing is for you."

"I don't want your stuff." Teacher Ma wanted to protect her last pride and never bowed her head for the small profits. She pushed the little thing back.

Zhou Qingfeng forced himself over, "Take it, don't cry. If you sell the car to the county, you will buy it for 100 yuan. This is what you really give to you."

"What's this?"
Chapter completed!