Volume 5: The Age of Storms Chapter 0636: Contracting Trend Blows
Zhang Jinrong took Nan Yi and the other person to look at audio equipment. The store mainly displayed Japanese Pioneer products, including several popular Japanese models.
Nan Yi picked for a while and chose a style that could be equipped with a CD player.
"Boss Nan, do you want this?"
"That's it."
"You can take the cost price of 2,400."
Nan Yi calculated in his head that 2400 should not be the cost price for Zhang Jinrong to buy the goods. He was selling at a loss, so he said, "Boss Zhang, I will pay you 115,000 yen. What do you think?"
115,000 yen is equivalent to less than 3,000 RMB, which is just enough for Zhang Jinrong to earn some hard-earned money. It not only allows Zhang Jinrong to do a favor but also ensures that he does not suffer any loss. By the way, Nan Yi also showed off his arms.
"Boss Nan, please help. Deal."
Zhang Jinrong breathed a sigh of relief and felt confused.
Just after Nan Yi paid the bill, a new customer came to Jinrong Electrical Appliance Store. Nan Yi and his companion didn't stay long and left after saying goodbye.
As soon as he walked out of the store, the school beauty handed the phone to Nan Yi, "Nansheng, Miss Ruan."
"Sister, are you up?" Nan Yi said after picking up the phone.
"I'm already at Yifa Street, and I forgot to bring money. Come over and help me pay for the taxi fare."
"Forgot to bring money? Then where did you make the call?"
"It's because I forgot to bring my broken phone that I forgot to bring money. Hurry up, the taxi driver is waiting."
"I am here."
Nan Yi hung up the phone and walked towards the intersection of Yifa Street.
When I got to the intersection, I saw a "Red Stool" parked there. I walked quickly forward, glanced into the car, and saw Ruan Mei in the back seat.
"Master, how much is it?"
"25 dollars."
As soon as the taxi driver opened his mouth, Nan Yi could hear a strong Hebei accent.
While Nan Yi was taking out the money, he said, "Master, it's not easy to drive a taxi in Yangcheng."
"Good luck, good luck." The taxi driver took it and said perfunctorily.
"Get out of the car quickly and don't hinder the master from doing his job." Others were unwilling to say anything, and Nan Yi didn't ask any more questions. He just went to the back seat and said.
"My feet hurt, carry me down." Ruan Mei opened her arms and said coquettishly.
"naughty."
Nan Yi hugged Ruan Mei and carried her out of the car. When he was about to put her on the ground, Ruan Mei hugged Nan Yi's neck tightly and said, "No, keep holding me."
"There are outsiders here."
"oh."
Hearing Nan Yi say this, Ruan Mei sensibly let go of her hands, and Nan Yi put her on the ground.
"Why are you sitting on the red stool? Didn't the front desk look for you? I have booked a car with the hotel. You can ask them to take you wherever you go."
"I said, I've withdrawn. It's fine to sit on the red stool." Ruan Mei responded and asked, "Why do you say that taxi driver is not simple?"
"Sister, not bad. You are usually very well behaved."
"Of course I'm good, but how did you know? Did Sister Zhou tell you?"
Nan Yi assigned Ruan Mei an agent named Sister Zhou and an assistant named Amin. In fact, their main jobs are bodyguards, and the agent and assistant are just incidental.
"If you come out often, you will naturally know the three treasures of Guangzhou: drivers, doctors, and pork sellers. In Guangzhou, it is normal to make 5,000 to 6,000 yuan a month. In the peak season, you can make more than 10,000 yuan. He can make so much money. For an outsider like him to be able to take turns, he must have good connections here."
"Tens of thousands? That wouldn't be more than 20,000 Hong Kong dollars?" Ruan Mei exclaimed.
"So, this is a golden rice bowl, not everyone can hold it."
"There are so many. I want to get a red stool too."
"Am I starving you?" Nan Yi said with a smile.
“People want to make money on their own.”
"Earn money, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Your job now is to study. You study and I will pay you a salary."
"Okay." Ruan Mei hesitated for a moment and asked, "Have you finished your work?"
"It's almost time. Let me introduce someone to you."
Nan Yi took Ruan Mei to Chen Guowen and introduced her, "Uncle Guowen, my elder. Uncle Guowen, this is Ruan Mei, my friend , from Xiangzhen."
"Hello, Miss Ruan." Chen Guowen greeted warmly.
Chen Guowen could see the relationship between Ruan Mei and Nan Yi at a glance. There are also close and distant concubines. The one in front of him must be very favored, so it won't hurt to be a little enthusiastic.
"Uncle Guowen, hello."
Ruan Mei greeted him gracefully.
"Uncle Guowen, let's finish our unfinished shopping. I'll leave after dinner. Next month, I'll live in the village for a while. There are some things we need to discuss."
"good."
After saying that, the group headed towards Yifa Shopping Mall, with Chen Guowen in front and Nan Yi and Ruan Mei following behind.
"I just bought you a set of speakers, and you can add a CD player."
"What about the vinyl?"
"You have to assemble the cable yourself for your vinyl record. I don't see any good cables here. Go back to Apliu Street and look for some."
"oh."
After visiting all the electrical appliance stalls in Yifa, Nan Yi stayed in Yangcheng for another half a day. Only after sending Ruan Mei back to school did he embark on his journey to Shenzhen.
…
When Nan Yi arrived at the Special Zone, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, but the city was still brightly lit with neon lights flashing. Fashionably dressed rich people came out of the lights with pretty girls in their arms, blended into the darkness, and then walked into the next bunch of lights.
In the alley, pink lights were shining alone, and from time to time, bursts of "Pink Memories" floated out. Under the lights, two or three pretty ladies in cool clothes waved their hands, charmingly calling passers-by to come in and "learn idioms."
The teaching is one-on-one or two-on-one. If the student is too stupid, it is no harm to add one more person. Anyone who has been there can at least learn what it means to "taste the marrow and appreciate the taste".
At this time, the street kid who already has one person to feed the whole family will poke his waist and sigh: "Shenzhen makes money and Shenzhen spends money, I want to take it home when I part with it."
They should be the earliest moonlight clan in the mainland.
Passing through the lights, accompanied by the rumbling sound of machines, and under the illumination of searchlights, Nan Yi's car stopped at the pier of Wenchangwei.
Nan Yi didn't rush to get off the car. He sat in the car for twenty minutes, but the village patrol team still didn't arrive.
Frowning, he pushed open the car door, crossed the stone bridge on the pier, went around the primary school, and walked around outside the wall before heading to Nan's house.
Pushing open the courtyard gate and walking around the screen wall, Nan Yi saw that a light was still on in the hall. Fan Hongdou was sitting in front of the eight-immortal table, bending over and writing something.
"It's ten o'clock, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I know godfather is coming back, so I'll wait for you." Fan Hongdou put down her pen and said.
"What to write?"
"I'll try the pre-exam paper for this winter vacation."
Since 1980, not all high school students are eligible to take the college entrance examination. Before the college entrance examination, there is another exam during the winter vacation of the senior year, called the preliminary exam or preliminary selection. Only those who pass the preliminary exam will be eligible to take the college entrance examination in July.
"Show it to godfather."
"Give."
Nan Yi took the chemistry test paper and looked through the questions one by one, but he had no idea about 30 to 40 percent of them.
Over the years, Nan Yike has never slacked off and has been studying non-stop. In the past few years, he has been educating Fan Hongdou and Nan Ruoyin, and in the past two years, he has been educating his two sons. He still has most of the knowledge in the textbooks, but...
If he were to travel back in time again and travel to the current year of high school, he would definitely not be able to get into university. After a year of preparation and some hardship, he could get into an ordinary undergraduate program, but it would be a dream to want to get into Peking University.
It’s because what he learned later was not of much help for the college entrance examination.
"Uh, Anko, let me see the math test."
After looking at the math test paper, Nan Yi regained some confidence.
As for the subject of mathematics, those who can learn it will learn it once, and those who cannot learn it will never be able to learn it again.
It just so happened that Nan Yi was the kind of person who could learn something quickly. In his previous life, since elementary school, he had always been given special lessons by his math teacher. While others were learning geometry and algebra, he was always working on "Olympiad Mathematics".
Although he didn't achieve anything famous, it must be said that Nan Yi is the tail end of the elite mathematics team and can slaughter a bunch of top students as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
"Have you estimated the score?"
"Not yet in chemistry, but the scores for the other subjects have been estimated. Godfather, if I take the college entrance examination next month, I should be able to get into a key university." Fan Hongdou said confidently.
"Very impressive." Nan Yi stroked Fan Hongdou's head and said, "But it doesn't mean much to you. Others need to pass the college entrance examination to get the learning opportunity, but you already have it. You study, not for the sake of taking the exam."
"Yes, I know. Godfather, I will go to New York when the holidays come. Akasa wants to expand."
"Okay, Godfather's plane is only used a few times a year, so you can use it with me from now on, but I have to pay for half of it."
"Thank you, godfather."
"No thanks, just go take a shower and go to bed early."
"Um."
Fan Hongdou nodded, put away the things on the Eight Immortals Table, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
…
Yesterday's tomorrow.
In the morning, Nan Yi took a rag and wiped the entire Nan house.
The beams, window frames and decorations were all in disrepair. It was exhausting to climb up and down.
The golden nanmu wood that was removed at the beginning has been installed back. In addition, Nan Yi has added a lot of other things. The entire Nan house has become full of old-fashioned or valuable items.
The oldest part is the door threshold, which has a history of hundreds of millions of years, and the youngest part is the door bolt, which is no more than fifty years old.
All the items in Nanzhai came from Xiangkeng and entered the country formally, with stubs of entry procedures.
In fact, Nan’s house is very clean and there is always someone responsible for cleaning. It would be better to say that Nan Yi is caressing and being gentle rather than cleaning.
After a lot of hard work, Nan Yi simmered a pot of rice in the stove at noon. When it was almost cooked, he slid a spoonful of rapeseed oil along the edge of the pot. When the rice was cooked, the rice crust became fragrant.
Pour some fried chili juice on the rice crust, crunchy, Nan Yi sat in the yard and ate with relish.
"Nan Yi, why don't you come to my house for dinner?"
After I finished eating two pieces of rice crust, Xian Yaohua came over.
"Uncle Yaohua, how did you know I was back?" After wiping his hands with paper, Nan Yi picked up another bowl of rice.
"Who else would dare to park their car at the pier except yours?"
"Uncle Yaohua, this is serious. This is the village's land. It doesn't matter who is in the village." Nan Yi took a mouthful of rice and nodded with satisfaction. "Wenchang rice tastes better and better."
Since 1982, the grain varieties grown in Wenchangwei have been continuously improved. They do not pursue yield or ease of care, but only taste. After four generations, the taste of the rice has become excellent.
"The production is not good enough, and the village does not even have enough food to share. The reclamation group has to provide subsidies every year, and the village also pays for agricultural taxes and levies."
"The output doesn't matter. The villagers don't expect to make a living in their own village. Uncle Yaohua, you are frowning. Has something happened in the village?" Nan Yi looked up at Xian Yaohua's face and said.
"You just came back from abroad, right?" Xian Yaohua took out a cigarette box, lit a cigarette, and said depressedly.
"I've been in Yangcheng for two days, Uncle Yaohua, tell me the truth, I'm still in touch with the country."
"Two years ago, when you were still in office, there was an article in the newspaper titled 'Ma Baozheng, a good factory manager who always thinks about the interests of the country and the people.'"
"You've seen it. He's been made an example of now, right?"
“It’s very famous.”
"Uncle Yaohua, I know what you want to tell me. Have you eaten? If not, just eat something. We can talk after you are full. Uncle Yaohua, the topic you want to talk about is disgusting to me."
"No, I can't eat."
"Man is made of iron and rice is made of steel. Rice still needs to be eaten. I'll go get a set of bowls and chopsticks."
Nan Yi stood up, went to the kitchen and got out a set of bowls and chopsticks, served Xian Yaohua the rice, and placed it in front of him.
Xian Yaohua looked at the bowl, then at Nan Yi, and picked up the chopsticks.
Silently, the two of them finished their meal. Nan Yi then found the tea table, washed it, and boiled water with walnut charcoal.
"Uncle Yaohua, try the taste of North Korean tea. The tea is the same variety that we have in China. It's cold there, so the taste of the tea must be different from ours."
"Why are you drinking North Korean tea?"
"Someone brought this back from a business trip to Pyongyang. Let's try it." Nan Yi said as he placed a cup of tea next to Xian Yaohua.
Xian Yaohua picked up the teacup and brought it to his mouth, then put it down again, "Nan Yi, there are people in the village who want to contract out the food factory, Xiongqi Beverage, the clothing factory, the toy factory affiliated with the clothing factory, and... and the Wenchang Weiwan Group."
Nan Yi sneered and said, "Except for the Wenchang building, is there anyone who is interested in it?"
At the end of 1985, Nan Yi reduced his shares in Wenchang Investment Holdings. His shares went from 22% to 10%, and Ge Cuizhu's shares went from 8% to 2%. The two of them separated the Reclamation Group from Wenchangwei, and the Reclamation Group was no longer a village enterprise of Wenchangwei.
Judging from the valuation at that time, Nan Yi and Ge Cuizhu made a huge loss in business. If calculated based on the current valuation, Nan Yi and Ge Cuizhu lost even more. It is precisely because of this that the independence of the Reclamation Group did not encounter any obstacles at that time, and no one is talking about it now.
“Yes… yes.”
"Haha, contracting, who can afford it? As long as someone can pay according to the valuation, let alone contracting, even if it is a sell-off, I have no objection. If they want to get something for nothing, let them give up the idea as soon as possible."
"The villagers want to split up several enterprises and then contract them out," said Xian Yaohua.
"Uncle Yaohua, the fact that this has reached my ears shows that most people in the village committee do not oppose contracting, right?"
"Why would they object? They themselves want to take the contract." Xian Yaohua said with a wry smile.
"It's easy to share adversity, but difficult to share prosperity! The general trend of the world is that long-term divisions will eventually unite, and long-term unites will eventually divide. Since contracting is the general trend now, I have no objection. If you like to contract, then do it." Nan Yi picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. "Is Weimin back?"
"Home in the evening."
"I want to be quiet at night, Uncle Yaohua, I will go to your house tomorrow morning. The village committee will hold a meeting at 2 pm."
"good."
After Xian Yaohua left, Nan Yi went to the underground treasure house and found a box. He took out a stack of drawings from the box and put them in his briefcase, then wandered to the tidal flats in the village.
This tidal flat should have been turned into a clothing and small sundry goods wholesale market more than a year ago, but one thing after another made Nan Yi's enthusiasm fade, and he no longer had confidence in Wenchangwei.
In 1984, he had predicted that the "contracting" business would be difficult, so he shelved his plan for the wholesale market and instead established the Yaqing Company by accident.
"School Belle, call Xian Yaoguo and ask him to come here."
After Nan Yi finished speaking, he found a relatively flat stone, wiped the dirt off it, sat down, and waited silently.
After waiting for about forty minutes, Xian Yaoguo arrived.
"Nan Yi."
Nan Yi stood up and patted the loose dirt on his buttocks, "Uncle Yaoguo, on the right is Wenchangwei New Village 3, where ordinary rental houses are built, referring to the layout of Xiangkeng resettlement buildings; on the left is Wenchangwei New Village 2, which is built according to the layout of single apartments.
Two requirements: First, build as high as possible while taking daylight into consideration;
Second, use as much tidal flat land as possible and turn them all into residential plots. Based on the current population of the village, each person’s residential plot should not be less than 120 square meters, and the building area should not be less than 350 square meters.
In addition, when the village is rebuilt, the architectural style should not be uniform, nor should it be horizontal or vertical. It should be staggered according to the terrain, with each building having its own style. "
"Nan Yi, with your arrangement, the village won't be able to spare so much idle funds," said Xian Yaoguo.
"Don't worry about the money. If you don't have it now, you will have it soon. Aren't we going to do the contracting? The company's working capital can be withdrawn, and the shares should also be liquidated."
"Has Yaohua looked for you?"
"Yes." Nan Yi bent down and picked up the briefcase on the ground, and handed it to Xian Yaoguo. "The survey report and the simple planning map are all in it. They are from four years ago, so they should still be usable."
"Nan Yi, this... you had thought about it four years ago?" Xian Yaoguo said in surprise.
"No, to be exact, it's been almost ten years. I can't live in a new house and enjoy the scenery. The villagers are very dissatisfied, right?"
"Nan Yi, do you disagree with the contract?"
"I agree. How could I not agree? Contracting is a general trend and we should follow the trend." Nan Yi waved his hand and said, "Uncle Yaoguo, you go first. I have to go to the city. I have never been to Hongdou's school."
After sending Xian Yaoguo away, Nan Yi went to the port.
Nan Yi didn't see Xian Weiqi fishing at the pier, so he guessed that he had gone to work.
Sitting in the car, Nan Yi asked the school beauty to drive, and he picked up the newspaper he bought two days ago and read it. In the past two days, Ruan Mei was very clingy, so Nan Yi had no time to read the newspaper.
As soon as he opened the newspaper, Nan Yi saw the report on Ma Fazhen, which was reprinted from the "Guizhou Province Evening News".
The central content of the article is to praise Ma's "whirlwind-like" work efficiency: he arrived in Zhucheng on the evening of the 26th, gave a report to the enterprise cadres , and went to the Zhucheng Paper Mill on the 28th to discuss contract matters and visit the factory;
The contract was signed on the 29th, promising to achieve a profit of 1 million yuan in the second year, repay the loan in three years, and triple the output value. Ma was appointed as the director of Zhucheng Paper Mill, making this mill the sixth enterprise he proposed.
At the end of the article, there is a comment: "This whirlwind rhythm is itself a hymn to reform, isn't it? If it were some other comrades, I don't know how many days or even a year or two would it take to study it!
However, Comrade Ma Zhuofeng made a decision within 48 hours, which gave us a strong shock. "
After reading the article, Nan Yi complained: "What kind of horse contracting is this? It's obviously the horse god."
Nan Yi could imagine what Ma Fazhuo did at Zhucheng Paper Mill on the 28th as reported in the newspaper. He just took a quick look around, ate a lot, drank two glasses of white wine, and patted his chest and said, "Don't panic, your good days are coming. I will be your father from now on. I promise that you will have delicious food and drink delicious food."
Ma Facheng would not have said it so bluntly, but the core idea was probably pretty close to the point. People who are arrogant will always have the same speaking style no matter how it changes.
Nan Yi thought that Ma Fazhuo was probably too arrogant. If he wasn't, things wouldn't have been done this way. This is not how a business should expand, even if it means getting something for nothing.
