Volume 3 Summer Rain Chapter 0313 Wang Liumang and Ye Chengtuo
"You didn't cook?"
When Liu Zhen returned to the old villa after get off work, she saw Nan Yi cleaning the official hat chair there.
"Today we are going to eat the best and most culturally rich food in Beijing. It will be ready in a moment."
"Jajangmyeon?"
"yes."
"I don't want to eat noodles today. On my way back, I saw a new Sichuan restaurant opened in Wukesong. How about we go there?"
Nan Yi frowned and said, "It's several miles to Wukesong, isn't it troublesome?"
"Go ahead, just take a walk."
"Okay, wait a minute while I clean up these two chairs."
"Where did you get the chair?"
"The Trust Store, forty-five dollars a pair."
"oh."
Liu Zhen squatted aside and watched Nan Yi tidying up the chairs.
Nan Yi carefully wiped the chair with alcohol, then wiped it again with a wet towel dipped in water, and then wiped the water stains on the chair with a dry towel.
After cleaning, put the chair aside and wait for it to dry in the shade.
"Okay, let's go."
"Um."
The two men left the yard, crossed Gongzhufen, and walked along Fuxing Road. It took them more than half an hour to arrive at the back of Wukesong 301 Hospital.
The Sichuan restaurant Liu Zhen mentioned was right on the side of the road, called Tianfu Restaurant. The two walked into the restaurant, but Nan Yi didn't see anyone.
"Are you sure you want to eat here?"
It is said that you should eat at a restaurant with many people. Although the food at a restaurant with many people is not necessarily delicious, most of the time there is something wrong with the restaurant with few people, either the food is unpalatable or not affordable.
"I'm tired and don't want to walk anymore, so let's eat here."
"Okay."
There were only five or six tables in the store. Nan Yi picked one and sat down. But after waiting for a while, no waiter came, so he knocked on the table, "Waiter, waiter."
"Come on, come on, guys, what would you like to eat?" Following a scoundrel voice, a man came over in a frivolous manner, "Hey, aren't you the Nan Batian from the Weeping Willow?"
"Hey, isn't this Wang the hooligan from the training headquarters? You're not dead yet?" Nan Yi took a quick look and saw another acquaintance of "Nan Yi", the future cultural hooligan Wang Lu.
He was puzzled. "Nan Yi" was a good circle, so why couldn't he make a name for himself?
"Grandma, even though your son died, I am still alive. I haven't heard from you in years. How are you doing recently?"
"What else can I do? Just hang out. Is this your shop?"
"Yes, I opened this restaurant with a comrade. Our chef is pretty good. Order a few more dishes and I'll give you a big discount."
"Okay, I see you don't have any customers here, why don't you sit down and eat together?"
"No, I'm going to sit down and eat. How can I have the nerve to charge you? We've only been open for two days. Let me do some business first."
"Hahaha, sure. Pick out your specialty and order four dishes and a soup. If it tastes good, I'll come often to support you."
"It's bright, come and have a smoke."
Wang Li took out a cigarette from his pocket and wanted to give one to Nan Yi.
"No, I'm done."
"Okay, Nan Batian has turned over a new leaf. He doesn't even smoke anymore and never goes to the Eight Great Hutongs again." Wang Lu said like chanting a sutra.
Wang Lu's nickname is Rogue, and as his name suggests, he usually doesn't say nice things.
According to Nan Yi's memory, "Nan Yi" once blocked Wang Lu and beat him up in an alley. "Nan Yi" was also blocked by Wang Lu's gang from the Naval Compound. Because they were aggressive, they were beaten up even more miserably.
To be honest, they are enemies, but who can blame the strong Beijing culture? Interrogating fights is also a kind of culture. Interrogating fights is not done because of hatred. Interrogating fights is simply for the sake of interrogating fights. Fights are not fought for any purpose. Fights are simply fought because of the need to fight.
Sometimes people just dislike each other for no apparent reason and start a fight.
To put it bluntly, he is just a hoodlum among the gangsters. He doesn't want anything but to have a good time. Isn't that just fooling around?
So, now Nan Yi and Wang Lu don’t have to fight with swords, and they can still talk and laugh.
The cook was quite efficient. He soon served shredded pork with fish flavor, spicy chicken, Kung Pao shrimp, squirrel fish, and a bowl of Maoxuewang, but there was no soup.
"Eat, I'll give you this wine."
Wang Li served as a waiter to Nan Yi and his friends, and also brought a bottle of Red Star Erguotou to Nan Yi.
"Thanks. Let me introduce you to Liu Zhen, my girlfriend, not Mi."
"You're welcome. Just come often in the future. Liu Zhen, you should come often too." Wang Lu certainly understood what Nan Yi said. What he meant was that Liu Zhen was his serious girlfriend, not just some flirtatious sweetheart.
After Wang Li said a few polite words, he left, and Nan Yi and Liu Zhen started eating.
"It tastes okay, a bit like the one from Emei Restaurant." Liu Zhen said after taking a bite.
"Where is Emei Restaurant now?"
Two years ago, Nan Yi saw a sign hanging in front of the Emei Restaurant on Taipingqiao Street. It said the store was going to relocate, but it didn't say where it was going to move to, so he asked this question.
"The second floor of Xidan Shopping Mall, I heard they might be moving again."
"oh."
"A few days ago, I heard from Master Peng Xiuquan that there was a courtyard house for sale in Yaer Hutong. I went to take a look and it was pretty good."
"Why, you want to buy it? How much?"
"The price is quite high, 500,000. If you pay in US dollars, it will be cheaper, 40,000 US dollars will be enough."
"The landlord is planning to go abroad?"
"I didn't say, but it should be. I heard that he has a son in the Kingdom of Xian."
"If you really like it, just lower the price. The money can be paid directly to his son in the Kingdom of Qin, so he won't have to transfer the money outside. But, whose name are you going to register it under?" Nan Yi asked meaningfully.
"I have nowhere to hang myself. Find someone."
"Okay, then don't show up. I'll have someone handle it."
"Okay." Liu Zhen nodded and said, "I think a good courtyard house will definitely appreciate in value in the future. Please prepare some money for me. I plan to buy more back."
"You can take it if you want. There should be more than 20 million Hong Kong dollars in the Far East Trade account. You can use this money. There are more than 700,000 RMB in the cellar under the bed, and more than 1 million in the basement of the South House. You can use it if you want."
Nan Yi lowered his voice and said in French : "The Far East Trade funds are public funds, and you have to return them if you touch them. The rest is my private money, and you can use it as you like. I will have someone open an account for you at the Southland Bank, and after a while, I will deposit 100 million Hong Kong dollars into it for you. This is your private money."
Nan Yi said it lightly, but he had no money now. He still had some RMB, but the rest of his private money was all gone.
"Um."
After the two finished talking about business, they changed the topic to talk about TV and movies. Liu Zhen was explaining the plot of "A Boy from the South of the City" to Nan Yi when a man walked over.
"Dude, does it taste okay?"
"It's OK, the taste is quite authentic, comparable to that of Emei Restaurant. Ye Chengtuo, is this a business between you and Wang Liumang?" Everyone can praise others. Nan Yi has never eaten at Emei Restaurant, so he is learning on the spot.
"Yes, I'm a partner with Wang Lu and another buddy. I don't know what happened today, but there are so few people here. Usually we have quite a lot of people here. I tell you, we can make more than 300 a day, and 500 on a good day."
"Oh, so you really made a fortune, 300 a day, 4,500 a month, that's 54,000 a year, right?"
"What's the calculation? Three hundred a day shouldn't be nine thousand a month?"
"I have calculated the profit for you. Is it okay to split it in half?"
"How can there be so much? A 30% profit would be good enough."
"Come on, I also own a restaurant, don't I know how much profit it makes?"
"Hey, Nan Batian, you just told me that you were fooling around, but now you're running a restaurant. So you're here to have some honey?"
I don't know when Wang Lu came over.
"That's nonsense. When you said you opened this restaurant, I knew it was wrong. Look at yourself and see if you are the material for doing business. And look at the weight. He looks like a businessman."
"Oh, you're looking at people through the crack in the door, huh?" Wang Lu rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to take action.
"What, is the car going to flip over?"
"Bozi, I think what Nan Batian said is quite right. You are really not cut out for business. Just look for yourself. I asked you to watch the store for a whole day, and there is no one around." Ye Qi agreed with Nan Yi's words.
"Hmm..."
Being criticized by both Nan Yi and Ye Qi at the same time, Wang Lu was completely out of temper.
"Nan Batian, where is your store?"
"Duanjinlou, East Street, Qianmen."
"Wow, that store is quite big. It seems you own it. I was wondering, last time I went to your store, I heard someone calling him Boss Nan. That must be your brother, right?"
"That should be the case. I don't really know. I usually don't go to the store. My brother is in charge of it."
"Well, your business is big now. If you don't manage such a big store yourself, how can you make money? Let me learn from you." Ye Qi pulled over a stool and sat next to Nan Yi. It seemed that he really wanted to find out more.
As for Nan Yi, he took the initiative to reveal that Duanjin Tower was his, and he also wanted to get closer to Ye Qi and the others. If he wanted to develop the tower-building and possible future industries in the capital, it was necessary to make friends with these children from the big courtyards.
Especially if you want to enter , you have to make friends with them. The original film and television circle can be said to be the world of the Beijing circle, that is, the world of the children of the big courtyard.
Nan Yi himself had no intention of getting involved in the mainland film and television industry, but he was not sure whether Fan Hongdou and his and Liu Zhen's children would get involved in the future. As for connections, he should build them up first. Whether they wanted to enter this circle was up to them.
"I was sent to Shencun to work in the countryside. The village chief had a good business sense and opened a clothing factory and a food factory in the village a long time ago. Business is pretty good now. Have you heard of the Wenchang clothing factory?"
"I've heard of it. Aren't those bell-bottom pants made in this factory? But I haven't heard of it in the past two years. What's going on?" Ye said.
"It was difficult to get fabrics in the past two years. We had no choice but to process the materials we received. All the clothes were sold abroad. After I graduated from university, I was sent to work in Xiangkeng. I knew the people there, so I helped contact customers and I made a lot of commission every year."
"Okay, Nan Batian, that's amazing. You've been to college. Which school?" Wang Li said.
Nan Yi waved his hand and said modestly, "Not very good, it's just an unknown school on South Street. Do you know Jingda?"
"Nan Batian, I'm going to kill you. Look how I've been pretending." Wang Lu was so annoyed by Nan Yi's pretense.
“Hahaha.” Nan Yi laughed and waved his hands, “Okay, okay, I won’t pretend anymore.”
"Seriously, we are also thinking about doing some business. A few days ago, Li Zi and I went to the south and went to Guangzhou to trade in electronic watches, but the market for electronic watches is not good and there is not much profit to be made.
Haven't you been to the South? Do you have any connections to introduce us to some popular goods? Tapes, jeans, etc. would be fine. It would be even better if we could get the US military flight jackets, which many people want."
"Which one?"
"It's from World War II, what's his name?..."
"It's the shirt collar, right?"
"Yes, yes, it's the shirt collar."
"Oh, that's an A2 flight jacket. The genuine one is very valuable. Even if I bring it back, no one will buy it."
"How much is one?"
"It costs more than 200 US dollars per piece. How much do you think it will cost in China?"
"Fuck, that's expensive. I can't get it."
"It's not that it's impossible to make it. You can get imitations, but they won't be cheap. If you sell them outside, it will cost at least 200 yuan."
"Two hundred is fine. If you want it, you're willing to spend the money. How about you get us a batch?"
"Okay, I'll ask for you, how much do you want?"
"How much does it cost to get the goods?"
"It's estimated to be several dozen, no more than a hundred, so I can make half of it."
"One hundred? I have to see how much money I can get first." Ye Qi said vaguely.
"It's okay. I'll ask for you first and see who can get it. Once you get the letter, you can talk to the other party yourself."
"Okay, thank you in advance."
"You're welcome, Wang Liumang. Let's settle the bill." Seeing that Liu Zhen was already sitting there without moving his chopsticks, Nan Yi said to Wang Lu.
"What's the point of settling accounts? This meal is on my table." Ye Wei said generously.
"No, let's put things in perspective. We can't just give people free meals when we run a business . Just give me a discount."
"Okay, you give me eight dollars."
Nan Yi calculated that the average price of five dishes was about two dollars and fifty cents each, and Wang Li really gave a huge discount.
"Then I'll be leaving first. I live in an old house on South Street now. You can come visit me when you have time, but I may not be there. Call me before you come. 26822 is my number."
"Okay, let's go to your place some other day and have a drink."
"Okay, come on, I'll leave first."
Nan Yi stood up, the two sides exchanged greetings, and then left.
