Volume 4: The World of Great Conflict Chapter 0589 The First Cup of Milk Tea in This Life
It was not difficult to deal with the investors. Nan Yi answered their questions one by one and kept a low profile. After they had enough of the fun, the group of people left.
Being able to be a fund-raiser for Nan Yi is a lucky thing. He has no intention of cheating anyone. What he wants in his mind is nothing more than spending some money so that these fund-raisers who may not be able to help but are good at making trouble can stay calm and not cause trouble.
Of course, it would be best if we could contribute something.
After the investors left, Nan Yi did not return to the office, but went directly to Loudou Bridge.
There is now a group, or more precisely, several wandering artists living in the Loudou Bridge area. They are all college graduates from art colleges in Beijing. They gave up the jobs allocated by the state and became migrant workers in this area.
They should be the pioneers of the Yuanmingyuan Art Village. I wonder if they are the least romantic among the batches of wandering artists, because they also have a pragmatic side.
After a quick look around, Nan Yi found the most pragmatic one among the artists.
It's easy to tell that the one he likes has a green face.
"Hello, I'm Nan Yi. I'd like you to help me paint for three days. It has nothing to do with art, but with money. One hundred yuan a day. I'll describe, and you paint my description."
"Song Zhuang, what do you want to paint?" Song Zhuang said weakly.
Nan Yi looked at his watch and said, "It's not time for dinner yet. The restaurant may not have prepared the food yet. How about fried pancakes? We can talk while we eat."
Of course Song Zhuang agreed. He was in urgent need of filling his stomach, and he didn't care what to eat.
To be a wandering artist at this time requires great courage, and one must be prepared to "starve to death". Here, starve to death is a verb, not the adjective that will be used later.
Twenty years later, as long as a wandering artist is not so stubborn, he can always get three meals a day. "Almost starving to death" is just a way to describe the hardship of his life.
On this day in 1985, “starving to death” really meant starving to death, without any falsehood or embellishment.
Before you kick off , it's very difficult to find a way to make a living.
In the fried pancake shop, Nan Yi ordered two large servings of fried pancakes and two bottles of soda to take away, then sat there quietly, waiting for Song Zhuang, who was wolfing down his food, to finish.
In ten minutes, Songzhuang had licked both basins clean, but he still felt a little unsatisfied.
"When was the last time you had a meal?"
"The morning before yesterday."
"Let your stomach relax for a while, and then eat after two hours."
As Nan Yi spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his military bag and threw it on the table. He had just noticed the yellowing between the middle and index fingers of Song Zhuang's right hand.
Seeing the cigarette, Song Zhuang hurriedly picked it up, opened it, fumbled for a box of matches from his body, lit it, and took a deep breath.
With half of his cigarette left, Song Zhuang asked, "What do you want me to draw?"
"A stage, a set of clothes, I already have the outline in my mind, but I can't draw, so I tell you what I have in mind, and you draw them, just sketch them."
"Two sketches wouldn't take three days, nor would they cost that much money."
"Maybe. I don't know the language of art, so what I say might be quite abstract, and it would be hard for you to understand."
"Okay, when does it start?"
Song Zhuang threw the cigarette butt onto the ground and crushed it with his foot.
"No. 88 Yannanyuan." Nan Yi said, taking out twenty and putting it on the table, "Eat something later, and take a shower, you smell bad."
Song Zhuang raised his arm and sniffed his armpit, "I didn't notice."
"I don't have any drawing paper. You can buy some together. I'll leave first." Nan Yi said, stood up and walked towards the door of the fried pancake shop.
After Nan Yi returned to the office and sat for a while, the lame man came.
An enamel basin was placed on Nan Yi's table.
Nan Yi opened the lid of the enamel basin and took a look at the food inside. There was one meat and two vegetables, and there was nothing special about it.
"Cripple, do you still want to do this business?"
"Why, the food isn't fresh?" The lame man looked at the food in the enamel basin in surprise, "No problem, it's very fresh."
Nan Yi pointed at the enamel basin and said, "How many dishes are there?"
"Three dishes, one meat and two vegetables. I won't leave you any less."
"You still dare to say that it's not less. I don't expect four dishes and one soup, but you should at least give me a meat dish, right? Do the math yourself. I've been serving meals to Yaqing for a few days, and I haven't seen any cigarettes or drunk any wine. It's fine if you don't give me any gifts, but is it so difficult to give me a dish?"
"You are awesome. You dare to ask for bribes openly."
"What the hell, I don't need to explain it so clearly, do I?"
"Fuck, gaga gaga, from now on you'll have two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes."
Nan Yi shook his head and said, "You still don't understand my intention. What is the relationship between us? I'm leaving the business to you. Would I really want to eat your meat? Go back and think about it carefully."
"Can you give it to me directly?" asked the lame man.
"No, figure it out yourself."
It’s hard work to earn money from catering, but as long as Nan Yi doesn’t get stuck on the bill, it’s very easy to make several thousand dollars a month.
Nan Yi would do the math, and so would the others. If Lame didn't settle the people in the office, someone would soon come out and complain. But Nan Yi never saw Lame say anything. If things went wrong, Lame would have to leave before he got tired of eating.
Nan Yi was having dinner when He Ping came to his office with a stack of expense reimbursement forms in her hand, with a receipt on top.
"Mr. Nan, please take a look at this receipt." He Ping took out the receipt separately and handed it to Nan Yi.
Nan Yi took the receipt, glanced at it, then held it up and looked at it in the sunlight. It was obvious that the "9" on the receipt looked very unnatural , and the arc on the upper left looked a bit awkward. It should have been changed from "7", and 70 with zeros became 90 with zeros.
Putting down the receipt, Nan Yi said calmly: "This time, you don't need to tell me who gave you the receipt. I won't pursue it. We'll talk about it next time."
Altering a receipt is a very low-level form of false reporting, which shows that the person who altered it has a low position and is not even qualified to include an extra receipt, and is not skilled in the business. Since it was an accidental incident and the amount was not large, Nan Yi did not intend to pursue it and just turned a blind eye to it.
If there is a next time, haha.
"Okay, please sign these expense reports."
He Ping nodded and put the reimbursement form on Nan Yi's desk.
Nan Yi was looking at the expense report while saying, "Is it easy to get a taxi without a foreign exchange certificate?"
"It's not easy to get a taxi. Drivers are not willing to take the taxi. They are all eyeing foreign guests and overseas Chinese. If you are lucky, you can get foreign currency at a one-to-one exchange rate."
"That's a pretty steep price." Nan Yi muttered, and said, "When you go back, count the number of people who often need to be reimbursed for taxi fares, make a list, and also calculate the total amount of taxi fares reimbursed for the past two months for me, so I can see if there is a need to add another car."
"Do you want it today?"
"No need. You're almost off work. Just give it to me before you get off work on Monday." Nan Yi signed the expense reports one by one and handed them back to He Ping. "Give it to Director Lin for his signature."
"OK."
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Yaqing Company began to go on holiday, and No. 88 Yannanyuan was soon deserted, leaving only Nan Yi and Wu Shiqi.
Before Song Zhuang arrived, Nan Yi invited Wu Shiqi to bring a chair and sit in the yard.
"It's after the Chinese New Year, it's the 28th, right? Didn't your family urge you?"
"No matter how hard you try, I don't have any intention of finding a husband now," said Wu Shiqi.
"Oh, do you know where Leng Yan is now?"
Nan Yi only used the question of marriage as a starting point for the conversation. He did not want to discuss the issue in depth. Moreover, in his memory, Wu Shixun had always remained single.
“In Guangdong Province, we invite Triangle brand kettles and irons to enter Asia.”
"Shou brand clam oil, Feiren brand sewing machines from Shanghai, Dengta soap from Beijing, Huili, Phoenix, Forever, Vaseline, etc., no matter what kind of product it is, as long as it is a well-known brand, we in Asia should have it. Only ordinary people can't think of it, but Asia can do it."
"Assistant Leng told me that President Nan, you want to create a 'one-stop shopping experience'."
"Yes, you can just come to Asia to buy things. You don't have to wander around Beijing. We have what other places don't have. We have it, and we are better than other places. We need to invite many brands and find many products. Leng Yan can't handle it all by herself. You go and help her."
"I'm going on a business trip too?" Wu Shiqi said in a hoarse voice.
"Yes, you are responsible for clothing and cosmetics. These two categories will have huge sales in the future, and the repeat purchase rate will also be very high. You have a heavy burden. Give me a word, can you do it?"
"Okay, I can definitely do it." Wu Shiqi said generously.
Now that the opportunity has come, Wu Shiqi will naturally seize it. Nan Yi's words to her clearly show that he is going to use her more. How could she possibly back down?
"Very good, you don't have to go to Guangdong Province. I have a lot of connections there. First, learn about the geographical layout of the factory and design a route for you. From today on, you are also a female sprinter."
Wu Shiqi has been studying for quite a long time. It is time to take him out for a walk, test his quality, and then decide in which direction to carry out detailed training next.
The budget was set for three days to draw the drawings, but Songzhuang was a very reliable guy with a strong comprehension ability. After some revisions, the two drawings were finalized by noon on Monday of the following week, which was June 3.
Nan Yi first looked at the stage picture, then changed to the costume picture after studying it for a while. This was a military uniform style that did not belong to any country. It combined the styles of German and American military uniforms during World War II, and added Nan Yi's own understanding. It was not very practical, but it was handsome.
The security department will be divided into two teams, A and B. Team A will perform the actual security function, while Team B will be responsible for looking good. Each team consists of five or six people, and they will line up and slowly walk around the mall to attract the attention of women of marriageable age.
Changing teams every half an hour will make the girls dazzled.
No matter you buy anything or not, you have to stay in Asia. It doesn't matter if you are thirsty or hungry, you can solve it in Asia.
Nan Yi put the picture down with satisfaction, looked up and said to Song Zhuang: "Old Song, have you ever been in love?"
"I've dated one." Song Zhuang rubbed his sore eyes and said.
"Have you had coffee?"
"Yes."
“Have you ever learned calligraphy?”
"I have learned it, what do you want to do?"
"Are you still willing to take the job? If not, I'll pay you and you can leave. If you are, we can continue."
"Yes, of course I should do it. I'll earn enough for this year's living expenses." Song Zhuang said gritting his teeth.
"That's good. I'll give you a few paragraphs and you draw a few pictures for me. Feel free to express yourself, but don't make it too abstract. Ordinary people should be able to understand what you want to express."
"OK."
Song Zhuang continued to grit his teeth.
"Okay, first let me introduce you to what Asian milk tea is. Like coffee, Asian milk tea is also a tea-based beverage with black pearls in it. It tastes sweet, just like wonderful love.
After the introduction, let me tell you a sentence:
1. Asia Milk Tea, the first cup of milk tea in my life;
Second, if you love her, take her to Asia to drink Asia milk tea;
3. A man who loves you will definitely take you to Asia to drink Asia milk tea. "
After Nan Yi finished speaking, he took a pen and a protractor and drew a line drawing of a milk tea cup on paper. "I need to draw a picture on this cup. No matter how you draw it, you must highlight the five words "Asia Milk Tea".
Also, for the three sentences I said, you have to draw three pictures for me. The size ratios should be 16:9, 4:3, and 9:16. You can express the content freely, but pay attention to the relationship between the primary and the secondary. The pictures serve the text, and what I want to highlight is the text.
I have to make it clear to you first. You have to take this seriously. This is a good opportunity for you. The pictures you draw will not only be posted in shopping malls, but may also be posted on bus stops and appear on TV. I allow you to sign your name on the drawing.
Don't say I stifled your inspiration and creativity. If you want to be a painter, becoming famous first and then showing your personality is also a good choice."
Nan Yi's words made Song Zhuang a little interested, "Is it mainly for women to see?"
"Yes, it's to attract women's attention." Nan Yi nodded and said, "By the way, you can also think about how to paint on the bus. The bus needs to consider the blank space in the windows."
"Nine paintings, no, 10 paintings, how much do you want?"
"I'll give you two months. You can't delay even a day. If you can't figure it out, tell me in advance. Don't wait until the last minute to tell me. I'm telling you, this involves millions of dollars. If you dare to cheat me, I'll drown you in the moat."
Nan Yi warned Song Zhuang first, then said: "Money is easy to talk about. If I am satisfied with your finished product, I will give you 1,500 yuan. If I am not satisfied, I will give you 300 yuan as hard work fee, as long as you put your heart into it."
"Yes."
"You must be on time. I'm not kidding. I know how tough you artists are. I don't accept excuses like no inspiration or no desire to create. If you can't draw anything in the first month, you can let me know immediately so I can make other preparations."
Although Song Zhuang listened to Nan Yi's words with disdain, he still nodded.
An artist's concept of time is bullshit. Nan Yi doesn't dare to put all his hopes on Songzhuang alone. On Songzhuang's side , he is just looking forward to seeing if there are any surprises. On the other hand, he has already contacted Xiangkeng's advertising designer.
In fact, Nan Yi already had a design plan in mind. If he had Photoshop, he could have designed it himself. But he had no painting foundation, so without drawing software, he would be a loser.
After paying three hundred yuan to Song Zhuang, Nan Yi let him go back to his creation.
In 1982, Nan Yi had asked Qian Haohui to register the trademarks of "Bubble Tea", "Boba Tea", "Pearl Milk Tea" and "Boba Milk Tea" all over the world, including Taicun, the birthplace of pearl milk tea.
Nan Yi has just let the proliferation of bubble tea and bubble tea-branded black tea shops in Taichung begin since last year. He lets them do whatever they want and is waiting for a bubble tea chain to develop.
When the milk tea chain is preparing to go public, Qian Haohui can make his debut. "Either give us some original shares at a low price, or sue you to death. It's your choice."
Nan Yi didn't think about trademark blackmail at first. At that time, he thought that he might start making milk tea someday and was worried that someone else would cheat him, so he registered the trademark first. Later, he thought about whether he should become the kind of person he hated.
It is not difficult to make pearl milk tea. Nan Yi can make the pearls, or tapioca pearls, himself.
As for the ratio of tea and water, this is also very simple. You don’t even need to go to Taiwan to learn it. Just find some ingredients that are easy to find and inexpensive in the mainland and try to mix them. As long as the final taste is delicious, it’s fine.
Even this year, there is still a serious shortage of sugar in the country, and the supply of sugar is still slightly insufficient, far from being enough to eat as much as you want. But people like anything sweet, and rice mixed with sugar is a delicacy.
Don’t even mention whether you prefer sweet or salty food. Unless your family has two working parents in the food company, who the hell would dare to like sweet food?
Nan Yi was thinking about something in his mind. He reached into the drawer, broke off a small piece of old rock sugar from the oil paper bag and put it in his mouth. After holding it for a while, he took a sip of tea, and his whole mouth became sweet.
At twelve o'clock, Yang Kaiyan rushed into Nan Yi's office carrying her enamel basin.
"Chief Yang, how much do you think love is worth in a cup?"
