Volume 3 Summer Rain Chapter 0321 Organizational Life
"Nan Yi, do you still remember the Zhou Guanbao I told you about last time?"
On the third day after Nan Yi returned to Wenchangwei, Ge Cuizhu came back from Qiongdao. The eel breeding base of the Reclamation Group was finally chosen on Qiongdao.
As soon as Ge Cuizhu came back, she went to Nanzhai to see Nan Yi.
"Remember, what's wrong?"
"He has big ambitions. He wants to use the land of Zhoujiaao Village to invest in the reclamation group."
"Well, did you say anything?"
"Of course there is. Zhou Guanbao is asking for a huge sum of money. He wants 2,400 acres of land in Zhoujiaao Village and 60% of the shares of the reclamation group. He also wants to be the boss." Ge Cuizhu sneered.
"Then his dream is a bit too big. If Zhoujiaao Village sweeps up all the old rats together, can they raise 10 million?"
"I should be able to scrape together 10 million. I've been to Zhoujiaao Village before, and they're doing pretty well. They have a carton factory, a cable factory, and a brick factory, and they're raising pigs and bullfrogs. They don't have much cash, but their assets can barely scrape together more than 10 million."
"Oh, let's leave him alone for now. Farmers have their own limitations. I don't think Zhoujiaao Village's approach can be formal. In addition, Shandong Province is dominated by state-owned enterprises. In that environment, Zhou Guanbao is basically doomed to fail.
If you are unlucky, jail time is possible.
When the reclamation group had not yet moved out of the borders of Guangdong Province [Qiong Island still belonged to Guangdong Province and had not yet become an independent province], Shandong Province was not in a hurry and could take its time.
Auntie, how is the beekeeper support program going?"
"It's going well. We have already lent out more than one million yuan, and we have signed agreements with more than 300 beekeepers to purchase honey. The group now has more than two tons of honey in stock. I'm still worried about where to ship it."
"Pure, right?"
"It must be pure."
"Don't worry, pure honey will not go bad even if it is stored for a hundred years. Two tons is only 4,000 kilograms. When distributing dividends at the end of the year, we will give each family 1 kilogram so that everyone can taste it. The rest will be sampled according to their sources and sent to Xiangkeng for inspection."
"Okay, I'll tell people to do it when I get back." Ge Cuizhu responded, and then said: "Nan Yi, you said not to leave Guangdong Province for the time being, but I still plan to let the Reclamation Group extend its hands into Wuchuan.
Some time ago, I studied the food culture of various parts of the country and found that people in Wuchuan particularly like to eat rabbits. Since the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, people in Wuchuan have started to raise rabbits and have developed the habit of eating rabbits.
There are more than a dozen ways to cook rabbit meat, including Shuangliu Lao Ma Rabbit Head, Guanghan Silk-wrapped Rabbit, Cold-mixed Rabbit Cubes, and Cold-eaten Rabbit. Once the people there have a better life, the annual consumption of rabbits will definitely not be low.
I think even if I only make a few cents from each rabbit, I can still make a lot of money in a year. Besides rabbit meat, rabbit fur is also an income, so I think the profit will not be bad.”
Nan Yi nodded, "Aunt, your idea is good. I agree that you should give it a try, but you must make friends with the local forces and connect with the local people."
Ge Cuizhu is growing very fast. Nan Yi had already planned to raise rabbits in Wuchuan, but he had never told Ge Cuizhu about it. He didn't expect that she would think of it on her own.
It seems that his method of teaching fishing is quite successful.
"I know that before entering Wuchuan, I will first look for partners and choose local forces to cooperate with."
"Aunt, your idea is very good. Unity is strength. Does the group still have enough money in its account?"
"Fortunately, the eggs are selling well. This year I made more than 13 million just from selling eggs."
"Hmm? So much? You didn't reverse the exchange?"
"It's not really a currency exchange. I exchanged the yen at a high price to a state-owned enterprise. They just happened to be importing assembly lines from Japan. It was mutually beneficial."
"Take it easy."
"I understand."
"Okay, I have to go back to the capital too, Auntie, wait till the twelfth lunar month and the Kitchen God will help me send it off."
"Don't worry, I'll help you get it done."
Nan Yi asked Chen Weiqiao to help send him to Yangcheng. While waiting for the flight, he thought of Lin Guangwei.
I don’t know what this kid Lin Guangwei is doing. I asked him to come find me, but he never did. I didn’t expect this kid to have such a strong sense of self-esteem.
Without staying in Guangzhou, Nan Yi flew back to Beijing after boarding the flight.
In just three days, cold air has already descended upon the capital. Fortunately, as soon as I came out of the exit, I was greeted by a monkey carrying several yellow leather coats.
Everyone put on a coat and felt a little warmer.
"Monkey, how's it going?"
"Boss, I followed the clues you provided and didn't find anyone named Nan Guang. Instead, I found a person named Chen Wude. His hometown is a place called Dongzhuang Town in Hu Jian's area.
When I found him, he was in a small hotel near Shanghai Hongqiao Railway Station, apparently treating skin diseases. Others called him Dr. Chen.
"Chen Wude?"
Nan Yi was surprised when he heard this name. He had heard of this name before. He was the founder of the Futian system. In the future, the five major families of the Futian system would all be his disciples.
How is NanGuang 010 related to Chen Wude? This shouldn’t be the case. If this thing is unreliable, it wouldn’t have been spread for decades, right?
"Have you seen Nan Guang 010 in that small hotel?"
"I have seen it, but it is definitely not produced in the small hotel. I can't find out where the source is." The monkey replied.
"Then continue investigating. Shan Pao, you and Monkey, both of you continue investigating, and move as quickly as possible. I'm counting on this thing to save my life, and it's already been half a month. There's only one and a half months left at most. If I don't get the money back, I'll be so embarrassed."
Although the matter of 1 billion yen was only discussed privately between Nan Yi and Zheng Wenqi, the accounts had to be submitted to the Intelligence Committee. The accounting group of the Intelligence Committee and even the entire Intelligence Committee would get wind of this matter.
Even though the people from the Intelligence Committee were already betting on whether he could pay back the money, Nan Yi would not find it strange at all; as a subordinate, it was a very happy thing to be able to see his boss suffer a setback.
"Boss, don't worry, we will find that 'Nan Guang' as soon as possible." Monkey promised.
"Well, you guys have worked so hard, do you have enough money?"
"That's enough. There are still three or four thousand left."
"Okay, if it's not enough, you can go to Wukang Road and find an old man named Ke Jianzhen. You can get some money from him first."
The monkey nodded, "I see. We'll set off right away."
"Go ahead." Nan Yi waved his hand, and thought of a good deal again. "One billion yen is slightly more than 9 million RMB, but to exchange RMB for yen, at least 50 million RMB must be used. In less than a month and a half, there are ways to make 50 million, but they are all ways that will cause endless troubles..."
If things don't go well with NanGuang 010, Nan Yi will have to think of other ways, but for the time being he can't think of any reliable way. If things don't go well, he will have to borrow money from Xian Weimin, Men Saner or Nan Ruoyin.
"Well, it's still embarrassing."
I took the car back to the old house, and unexpectedly the phone rang as soon as I walked into the living room.
"Hello."
"Nan Batian, right?"
"Yes, Wang Liumang, what's the matter?"
"Can you organize activities there?"
“I didn’t drink beer.”
"Damn it, I'm asking you if we can organize some group activities."
“I didn’t drink beer.”
"Grandma, you don't understand, right? I'm asking you if we can play cards."
"Shit, I thought you wanted to come over and start a firefight, playing cards with money?"
"What's the point of playing without lottery? Of course I brought it . Can you compete for the top? If you can, I'll bring two comrades to hold an organizational life meeting."
"You take care of it. Let me make it clear first. I won't play, but you guys will. I'll take care of your eating, drinking, and pooping."
"Okay, then you'll be in charge of the logistics. We'll be there soon, don't worry."
"shit."
With a click, Nan Yi hung up the phone .
He walked into the kitchen and picked up the two thermoses. He knew they were almost empty before he shook them. He looked around and found an electric kettle in the kitchen. Nan Yi walked over to take a closer look. It was a Triangle brand, which should have been bought by Liu Zhen a few days ago.
After filling some water from the tap, Nan Yi plugged in the electricity, went to the side cabinet of the long table in the living room and found a whole stack of red, black and white glass cups. After thinking for a moment, he put the glasses back in his pocket. The quality of glass cups these days is too poor. They are fine when used with cold water, but they will probably crack when used with boiling water.
Taking out another stack of gold-wire enamel covered bowls and untying the straw ropes on them, Nan Yi picked out five cups, stuffed the others back into the side cabinet, went to the kitchen to wash the cups, and after the water boiled, he scalded them with boiling water.
When Nan Yi had prepared everything, Wang Lu arrived with two others.
"Let me introduce you. This is Ma Modu, my new friend. This is Shi Xiaoming. He is a veteran in the arts world. He started acting at the age of five." Wang Lu casually introduced the people he brought to Nan Yi.
Nan Yi must have known Ma Modu, as he often saw news about him; he had heard of Shi Xiaomin, but had not seen much news about him, and the original Nan Yi had no memory of him.
"Hello, no matter how the gangster introduced me, don't believe it. This guy is a dog with a mouth that can't spit out ivory. I'm not familiar with him. The most noteworthy thing is that I pushed him into the septic tank in the alley."
"Hey, Nan Batian, stop talking nonsense, it's clearly a sewer." Wang Lu was fed up when he heard that.
"Yes, yes, yes, I forgot, it's the sewer." Nan Yi said, and raised his chin towards Ma Modu and the others, "Don't listen to me, it's the sewer."
"Hahaha, Capsule, you can come up with this trick." Shi Xiaomin laughed.
Ma Modu smiled more subtly, probably because he was not very familiar with Wang Lu and had to save face for him.
"I say, Nan Batian, can you please give me some face?"
"Okay, did you bring poker cards? I don't have any."
"Need I tell you? We have to bring our own tools. Don't just stand there. Make us some tea and prepare some dried fruits and snacks. Then you can go and prepare dinner for us. We can have some after we finish fighting."
"Okay, then you guys play, I'll go get you some tea."
Nan Yi arranged the three people to sit on the sofa, then he brought out the snacks and dried fruits he had prepared and poured them tea.
After that, he had nothing to do and the three of them fought fiercely among themselves.
Nan Yi ignored them and took a video tape of "The Lucky Stars" and started watching it.
This movie is sponsored by Lafeng Winery. Chen Chao, the boss of making counterfeit US dollars, would hold a red wine glass from time to time, and then there would be a close-up of the Lafeng 1980 wine bottle;
There is a banquet scene in the film, and there is a line at the banquet, which roughly means "Lafeng 1980, the best red wine in the world, 30,000 Hong Kong dollars a bottle."
