Chapter 220
Hearing Li Xiaoyun suddenly say this, Zhang Yong was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
"You are interesting, really interesting. I didn't expect that such a conservative guy like Daqi actually has a sister like you."
"I think you are quite interesting too. You look gentle and don't seem like a gangster." Li Xiaoyun tilted her head and looked at Zhang Yong and answered bluntly. Zhang Yong laughed even happier and almost cried.
After laughing for a while, Zhang Yong remembered that he had not invited the guests to sit down, so he quickly asked Song Yuanchao and the others to sit down.
After the people arrived, Xie Zhengliang and Fan Baoguo said hello to Zhang Yong and prepared to leave. But before leaving, Fan Baoguo quickly walked to Zhang Yong and whispered something to him. Listening to what Fan Baoguo said, Zhang Yong's kind smile a moment ago instantly turned cold.
He looked at Fan Baoguo with a sharp and inquiring look. Fan Baoguo nodded solemnly. Zhang Yong immediately said something to him and then turned around to continue entertaining Song Yuanchao and the others.
"What would you like to drink? I have cold drinks and tea here." Zhang Yong asked with a smile after returning to his seat.
"Do you have Coke? I want it cold!" Li Xiaoyun asked directly with her eyes lighting up.
"Yes!" Zhang Yong smiled and nodded, then stood up and walked to the side of the room, where there was a refrigerator that looked very large and sturdy, almost like a huge safe. If Song Yuanchao guessed correctly, this refrigerator was quite old, and should be an old-fashioned imported refrigerator from a long time ago.
Pulling open the heavy door, Zhang Yong asked as he took the food: "Sister Xiaoyun drinks Coke, what would you like to drink, sister-in-law? Coke or orange juice?"
"I'll drink orange juice, thank you." Lin Yan thought for a while and said. As for Song Yuanchao, he still drank tea like Zhang Yong. Although beverages are cool to drink, it is actually more comfortable to drink tea in the hot summer. This is also a habit Song Yuanchao developed after he was in his forties in his previous life.
Taking a bottle of Coke and a bottle of orange juice, Zhang Yong opened them directly with the opener on the refrigerator, then inserted two wax paper straws into the bottles and handed them to Li Xiaoyun and Lin Yan respectively.
After finishing the drinks for the two girls, Zhang Yong then skillfully made tea. There was a set of tea sets on his table. They were made of purple clay and the tea leaves used were also very good. As Zhang Yong made tea, a scent of tea filled the room. If Song Yuanchao guessed correctly, this was top-quality silver needle tea.
"Come, have a taste of my tea." After some chatting, Zhang Yong placed the teacup filled with tea in front of Song Yuanchao and raised his hand as a gesture of invitation.
"Good tea! Good tea, and good craftsmanship." After taking a sip, Song Yuanchao couldn't help but agree, and looked around curiously: "I say, Lao Zhang, this house of yours is nice. Did you rent it or buy it?"
"Haha, I just bought it. It cost me a lot of money." Zhang Yong said with a smile: "You also know that the place where I lived before was not very good. Let's not talk about the fact that I didn't have money before. The first thing I did when I had money was to buy an apartment. Speaking of this house, it's a coincidence that I came here to discuss the sale and met an old man who lived here."
After taking a sip of tea, Zhang Yong took out a pack of Marlboro. He was about to smoke but stopped and looked at Lin Yan and Li Xiaoyun. Only after Lin Yan and the others smiled and nodded to indicate that it was okay did Zhang Yong hand a cigarette to Song Yuanchao, then took one himself, and then picked up the Dubang lighter on the table. With a "ding" sound, he lit the cigarette.
Zhang Yong's current wealth is not less than Luo Yang's. In Song Yuanchao's opinion, Zhang Yong is even richer than Luo Yang. After all, Zhang Yong is a real businessman, which is fundamentally different from Luo Yang. Moreover, judging from the amount of goods Zhang Yong gets from him, he is much richer than Luo Yang.
In addition, in addition to Song Yuanchao's supply channels, Zhang Yong also has other supply channels, which can be seen from the boxes piled up .
Although Zhang Yong does not dress as trendy as the young people today, but instead dresses simply like an ordinary person, judging from the house he lives in now and the furnishings in the house, as well as the tea, drinks, Marlboro cigarettes and Dubon lighters on the table, Zhang Yong does not treat himself badly. He is a person who knows how to live and enjoy life.
After taking a puff of cigarette, Zhang Yong continued, "The old man's children had long gone abroad, and the house was returned to him by policy. His wife passed away a few years ago, and his children wanted to take him abroad to enjoy his old age, so he planned to sell the house. This is a rare opportunity, and I happened to be interested in it. I looked at the house with him, and the deal was settled on the same day. Later, the house became mine."
Zhang Yong's experience of buying this house is somewhat similar to the experience of buying the courtyard house in Yanjing, but it is also a very common thing in this era. Song Yuanchao looked around and nodded. To be honest, this house is really good. Although it is not as good as those mansions in Shanghai, it can also be regarded as the residence of rich people in the past. If it is put in thirty years, the price of this house will be almost the same as the first courtyard house he bought in Yanjing.
"By the way, I haven't said thank you yet, brother, thank you!" As he spoke, Zhang Yong raised his teacup towards Song Yuanchao and made a gesture of invitation. Song Yuanchao smiled without commenting and also raised his teacup: "You guys were like this last time and you are the same this time. If you use this trick again next time, I won't dare to drink your tea."
"Hahaha, it's my problem. This is my shortcoming. Okay, let's not talk about it. Come on, have some tea." Zhang Yong laughed out loud, took the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. After putting down the teacup, he started chatting with Song Yuanchao about ordinary things.
The two men had not seen each other for half a year. When they met this time, Song Yuanchao discovered that there was a certain smell about Zhang Yong that was not there before. It was hard to describe this smell. It was a bit like the official style and a bit unlike it. Perhaps it was because Zhang Yong's business was getting bigger and bigger, and he had more and more people under him.
"How long do you plan to stay in Shanghai this time? I asked Daqi to tell you that we wanted to have dinner together, but Daqi said that you had a lot of things to do since you just arrived, and you also brought your sister-in-law with you, so I didn't bother you too much." Zhang Yong said with a smile, and at the same time, he glanced at Lin Yan and nodded slightly.
"I can't stay for too long. I was supposed to come back last month, but something happened in Beijing. We're going to Yangcheng to do some work next , and when we're done in Yangcheng, it's almost time to go back to Yanjing."
At this point, Song Yuanchao smiled at Zhang Yong and said, "I was planning to have this meal with you before I left, but I didn't expect to meet you by chance today. This is really a pleasant surprise. What's the matter? You can't escape this meal today. Tell me, how are you going to treat me?"
Zhang Yong was immediately amused. Song Yuanchao was really rude and asked directly how to eat the meal.
"You are the guest, you have the final say. By the way, your sister-in-law is from Yanjing, right? The taste in Yanjing is different from ours. How about your sister-in-law choose the place?"
"I follow the host's wishes. I'm not familiar with Shanghai either. You guys can just discuss it." Lin Yan replied with a smile. As for Li Xiaoyun, the other two had forgotten about her for the time being. This girl was drinking her Coke happily. One bottle was not enough for her, so she ran to the refrigerator and got another one. She was drinking it enthusiastically with a straw in her mouth.
"Is that so..." Zhang Yong thought for a moment and suggested: "Why don't we not eat outside? It's tiring to run around in such hot weather. Let's have dinner here today. How about I cook for you myself?"
Song Yuanchao was stunned. He didn’t know that Zhang Yong could cook. Is this true?
"Don't look at me like that, I've been cooking at home since I was a child. I'm not bragging, my cooking skills are no worse than my friends who run restaurants. You'll know when you try it when I'm done."
"Okay! You make a few dishes and I'll make a few too. That's it for today!" After Zhang Yong said this, Song Yuanchao also became interested and immediately nodded in agreement with a smile.
Since they decided to cook together, they stopped sitting and chatting. Zhang Yong asked Lin Yan, Li Xiaoyun and the others to rest upstairs, drink some beverages and read some books. There was a TV in the room, so they could watch TV. As for him and Song Yuanchao, they went downstairs directly. In addition to most of the space being converted into a warehouse, there was also a kitchen near the garden. This arrangement was to avoid fires caused by fireworks being too close.
The kitchen is very large and fully equipped, even with a refrigerator. It looks similar to the one upstairs, both big and black.
When going in and out of the kitchen, Zhang Yong took two aprons from the side, handed one to Song Yuanchao, and then skillfully tied his own apron. Regardless of whether his cooking skills are good or not, just the skill with which he ties the apron shows that he does cook often.
The two grown men started to get busy in the kitchen. Zhang Yong's family had prepared a lot of food, including fish and meat. After discussing what dishes to cook, they started to prepare them.
While they were busy, the two chatted. It was very relaxing to chat in this atmosphere. Zhang Yong talked about the situation of his business and made several suggestions to Song Yuanchao, such as adding some products or changing some styles. After all, with the previous popularity, the current competition has gradually become fierce. If there is no change, it may not be so hot by next year.
Song Yuanchao agreed with what Zhang Yong said. In fact, he had said the same thing to Li Daqi a few days ago. When doing business, products are the most important thing, especially in the clothing business, where styles must be constantly updated. Although the Tengfei Factory has good performance, as time goes by, the initial advantage will be surpassed by latecomers if there are no subsequent changes.
Half an hour passed in a flash. Just when Song Yuanchao was frying hairtail, Fan Baoguo came. He looked out the kitchen door. After seeing Fan Baoguo, Zhang Yong asked Song Yuanchao to prepare the fish first, and he turned around and walked out of the kitchen.
After a while, Zhang Yong came back and continued to help Song Yuanchao. After Song Yuanchao took the fried hairtail out of the pot, Zhang Yong approached Song Yuanchao and reached into his pocket and stuffed something unknown.
Song Yuanchao was stunned. Seeing Zhang Yong looking at him with a smile, he put the plate of hairtail in his hand aside, reached into his pocket and took out a roll of banknotes.
"this……?"
"Just now, those three ignorant little bastards tried to extort money from you. I know you are not short of money, so I asked them to pay back whatever they extorted. However, these bastards did not do business properly but resorted to shady means. Their methods were too despicable, so they must be punished. So I had them sent away. I guarantee that you will never see these three bastards again when you come here again."
As he spoke, a hint of hostility and sharpness flashed across the gentle Zhang Yong's face. In an instant, he seemed to have become the big brother who was fearless in fighting and made people afraid of him.
