Volume 5: The Age of Storms Chapter 0661 On the Road
“Should we apply for a patent for the Little Superman Computer?”
"What's the use of applying for it? If others really want to copy you, what can you do? You can only watch helplessly. Think more about technology and publicity, and keep your unique business as long as possible."
"I understand, I understand. I will follow the master's instructions." Chen Yuxiu said in a slick tone.
"Idiot, arrange the car and estimate the time so that we can be in the village in time for dinner." Nan Yi spat and said.
"good."
After breakfast, Nan Yi returned to his room, called Xiangkeng, and then took Nan Wuwei to Shencun Bay.
Not far from the bay, there is a wasteland covered with weeds. This is exactly the end point of the Wenchangwei militia company's patrol. They would turn around after patrolling here, and the area beyond that belonged to other militia companies.
The grass in this wasteland grows particularly lush. At that time, several militia companies, border guards and many refugees to Hong Kong regarded this place as the place to meet their physiological needs. The land has been moistened for decades and is extremely fertile.
This wasteland does not belong to the collective land of any village, so many people took advantage of it to build simple houses, simple workshops , and simple offices here.
"Dad, stinky."
As soon as he walked into the bushes, Nan Wuwei covered his nose and said.
Nan Yi took away Nan Wuwei's hand that was covering his nose and said, "Don't be afraid of the stink. You will get used to it if you smell it more often."
"Uh-oh."
Although Nan Wuwei still felt the stench was very bad, he did not cover his nose again, but just moved his calves faster.
Nan Yi and the other person soon came to two connected huts. The huts were really very simple, with a wooden frame and drying mats on the top and around them. They could provide enough protection from wind and rain, but could block the sun.
"Wuwei, go ring the doorbell. If they ask you what you're doing here, just say you're here to buy diet pills."
Nan Wuwei looked around the shack and said suspiciously, "Dad, I don't see a doorbell anywhere."
"Then use your mouth to imitate the sound of the doorbell."
"Oh." Nan Wuwei nodded, raised his hands and made a circle in front of his mouth, calling out, "Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong."
In fact, there was no need for Nanwuwei to "ring the doorbell" at all. In the leaky shack, a deserter had already seen the arrival of the four people outside.
"Old Ren, someone is coming outside."
"Is this a customer?" Ren Youwei put down the diet pills he was counting and looked up and asked.
"It shouldn't be. There are three adults with a child."
When Ren Youwei heard this, he turned around and looked outside through the gap in the wall, then he suddenly stood up and walked outside.
"Nan Yi, why are you here?"
"I came to see if you have starved to death. If you die, who should I ask for the debt?" Nan Yi said with a smile, "My son, Nan Wuwei."
Ren Youwei greeted Nan Wuwei first, and then said with a sad face: "It's almost the same as not dying. The product is not selling at all. I haven't sold a box of medicine for several days."
"Haha, it's just right that it doesn't sell well. If your diet pills are really as good as you say, do you still need to promote them? Besides, you haven't chosen the right approach. Look at how many ."
At this time, some women in China have begun to care about their figure, but they have no awareness of losing weight with drugs. Aerobics is the dominant sport at the moment, so it would be a miracle if weight-loss drugs could sell well.
"I also realized that Huayao had taken the wrong path, but he still had two boxes of diet pills worth more than three thousand yuan."
"Give them a discount and think of other ways. In business, there are gains and losses. Just treat this as paying some tuition fees." Nan Yi said, reaching out to drive away the green-headed flies flying above Nan Wuwei's head, "I say, Lao Ren, why don't you clean up the area around you? You're attracting more flies."
"It's no use cleaning it up. There are flies and mosquitoes everywhere. Sit inside. There are fewer flies."
Ren Youwei welcomed Nan Yi and others into the "office" but did not pour water for them. It was not because he did not want to, but because he did not have any extra cups.
"Nan Yi, I'm under a lot of pressure now. I have 14 people who need to rely on me for food. If Hua Yao doesn't make any more money, it won't last long."
"This is how business is. It's not like when you were a manager in a state-owned enterprise before. You just get paid on time and don't have to worry about anything. Just persevere and you'll get used to it." Nan Yi said calmly.
In terms of pressure, Nan Yi is much more stressed than Ren Youwei is now. More than 100,000 people rely on the Nan family for their livelihood, and the monthly salary is more than 50 million US dollars. It is even more in the middle and end of the year, and hundreds of millions of US dollars have to be spent at one time, which brings the average monthly expenditure to nearly 75 million.
There are also nearly 100 research institutes and laboratories, and hundreds of scientific expedition teams active abroad for a long time, with annual expenditures exceeding one billion US dollars.
Nan's important industries, Shennong Nanliang and the Third Biopharmaceuticals, have not brought Nan a single cent of profit so far. The former is breaking even, while the latter is still making continuous investments.
Currently, the Nan Group relies entirely on raising funds from the financial sector, with Nan Yidong making some money here and there and investing it in the technology field. If research and development are not persisted until the last moment, all previous investments will be wiped out. The Nan Group's income cannot be stopped, and it cannot afford to stop.
If the Nan family has no income for two months, their cash flow will become tight and they will not be able to receive new income in time. They will immediately fall into a vicious cycle and be forced to use up their gold reserves. Then the situation will become corrupt and quickly decay.
Every day, the Nan Group faces the possibility of bankruptcy. Every minute, Nan Yi faces the crisis of everything returning to zero. How can he not be under great pressure?
If Nan Yi didn't have a big heart, he would have suffered from depression a long time ago.
"It's tough, Nan Yi, is there anything you can advise me?" Ren Youwei looked at Nan Yi with expectant eyes.
“Have you ever heard of the Seven Countries and Eight Systems?”
Ren Youwei thought for a moment and said, "You mean our country's telecommunications equipment comes from seven countries, covering eight standards?"
"Yes, when I was still working at Yaqing Company, the office used HAX switches from Hongnian Company in Xiangyuan. The quality was not as good as that of Western countries, but it was much better than our domestic products.
Moreover, compared with Western products, it is much cheaper, which means there is a greater price difference. "Nan Yi smiled and continued, "According to your connections, it is not difficult to sell a few units every month. I don't need to explain it anymore, right?"
Ren Youwei's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Do you have Hongnian's contact information?"
Today, Ren Youwei is like a headless fly, a wild dog driven into a dead end alley. He has no direction at all and only knows that he should make money to support himself, his family and Huayao's employees.
"Yes, but I have no relationship with Hongnian. Whether you can get the agency depends on your own negotiation. Hongnian has sold a lot of products in China. You can try to contact your acquaintances to see who can get in touch with them. It will be easier to negotiate with an intermediary."
"Thank you, thank you very much."
"Don't thank me. You still have hard days ahead of you. Just bear with it." Nan Yi looked around and said, "There's nothing to see here. I won't stay any longer. I'll come visit you when you move to a new office."
"How many days will you stay in Shencun?"
"I'm leaving soon. If you want to treat me to a meal, do it next time. I just went to work as a director at a pharmaceutical factory. The situation is no better than yours. There are hundreds of mouths waiting to be fed."
"Okay, I'll walk you out. I was thinking of inviting you to my house for dinner."
“There’s a chance.”
After leaving Huayao Company, Nan Yi took Nan Wuwei to Zhongying Street again and met up with a wretched fat man.
"Where's the money?"
"Where's the goods?"
"Drug deal, bullshit?"
"Hehehe, two hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars." Wang Li smiled obscenely and handed two stacks of money to Nan Yi.
Nan Yi took it, put the money in his pocket, and said to Wang Yan, "I saw Li Zhengdong on the street yesterday. It seems that he is not living a happy life. You can try to invite him to sign with Donglaiwu, either for a year or a whole contract."
"Nansheng, his movie just flopped." Wang Li frowned.
"Except for you, who else in the whole Xianggang has not failed? If modern dramas don't work, you can try costume dramas. Li Zhengdong looks like a martial arts master in costume."
"Haha, I'm a businessman, how can I not make money?"
"Taking advantage of the good film market in Hong Kong, I will invite more directors and actors, and produce more films a year. I plan to take Donglaiwu public."
"It's good to be listed. I can get a position as a director."
“You’re not a director, you’re the chairman.”
"Hehehe, that's even better." Wang Lie had another wild smile on his face.
Nan Yi really doesn't like the fact that Wang Min's grandson likes to play dumb, as this is clearly against his character.
"Did you bring your home-return permit?"
"Of course you have to bring your Home Return Permit when you come to Chung Ying Street."
"That's great. You can go and invite Li Zhengdong in person to show your sincerity."
"I will do whatever you tell me, Master Nan."
"Come on, there hasn't been a good Wong Fei-hung movie in years, and the audience is tired of Kwan Tak-hing's Iron Horse and Hard Bridge. Let's do something different. You definitely know how to do it."
"Once Upon a Time in China" has been popular in Hong Kong for a long time and can be said to be a popular IP. Nan Yi has never taken the initiative to learn about it, but he learned from the news that was constantly published in newspapers that Kwan Tak-hing filmed the series alone from the late 1940s to the early 1980s, and made more than 80 films in total over 30 years.
Including those shot by other people, there have been more than one hundred films featuring Wong Fei-hung released so far.
But in Nan Yi's memory, the Wong Fei Hung series will continue to be filmed, and on a large scale. This shows that the Wong Fei Hung IP still has great potential. In addition, he has seen Li Zhengdong's Wong Fei Hung, so he naturally knows how classic it is. After filming a few Wong Fei Hung films, Donglaiwu will definitely make a lot of profit.
If Wang Li could produce a few films with good box office results, he could take advantage of the good performance to take Donglaiwu public.
The Hong Kong film market is now developing in great strides. Donglaiwu can fully follow the market, and the stock price will continue to rise. When it reaches a suitable price, Nan Yi can cash out all the shares in his hands.
In a few years, the publicity effect of Donglaiwu will weaken. Before it becomes meaningless to the Nan family, it would be a good idea to make one last fortune for the Nan family and make use of its remaining influence.
…
It was another deserted day. Li Zhengdong was sitting bored in his small store when a wretched fat man suddenly walked in from outside.
Li Zhengdong stood up and said subconsciously: "Hello, welcome to the International Martial Arts Development Company...Ah, Director Wang, why are you here?"
Although Wang Ming is not the most famous director in Xiangkeng, if any person working in the film and television industry in Xiangkeng says that he doesn’t know him, there is only one possibility - he is pretending to be cool.
Li Zhengdong shot several films in Xiangteng and directed and starred in one of them. He had many contacts with behind-the-scenes personnel in the Xiangteng film and television circles. Of course, he knew Wang Li and of course he knew about the existence of Donglaiwu.
At this moment, Li Zhengdong was excitedly thinking: "Director Wang appeared here, is he going to invite me to film a movie?"
"Hello, Mr. Li, I am Wang Li from Donglaiwu Media."
Wang Li's appearance here was enough to loudly announce that Li Zhengdong was from Donglaiwu.
Although Li Zhengdong had filmed several movies in Hong Kong before, he did not make much money. He had a company before and made films for Shaw Brothers in the name of the company. He received a fixed salary, and at most a little travel allowance and bonus. At most, he could earn around 10,000 yuan a year.
Why did Li Zhengdong quit the Wushu team? Why did the Wushu team refuse to let him go, forcing Li Zhengdong to find another way?
Isn’t it because Li Zhengdong is a cash cow that brings in a lot of foreign exchange for the Wushu team ?
Having seen the glamorous world outside and seen other actors making tons of money, how could Li Zhengdong be willing to accept that?
He started the company to make money, and he opened the International Martial Arts Development Company with the word "Martial Arts" in its name, not to promote martial arts, but simply because he is a martial arts star. Martial arts is his business card. Even if he doesn't do tourism or do other things, he will still use martial arts as a gimmick.
As long as Wang Ming used the market price of Xiangzhen to invite Li Zhengdong to film, there was no way he would refuse.
On the other side, Hangzhou City.
"Penny, I don't think this is a good place to be. What do you think?"
"I don't think it's suitable either. The road is inconvenient and it's far from the railway and waterway. I think this place is suitable near ." Penny Streeter said, pointing to a point on the map.
"Zhuantang is good, only three kilometers away from the Qiantang River, but it is limited to the vicinity. In terms of transportation, it is not as good as the several industrial zones planned in Hangzhou."
Penny Street nodded, "Yes, the transportation is not as good as the industrial area, but I don't think transportation is the primary condition we should consider. We should give priority to the surrounding environment. You know, we produce food, and the factory should be far away from other factories.
If possible, it would be most appropriate to locate the factory in a scenic area, such as here.”
Penny Streeter tapped on the map again.
If Nan Yi was there, he would definitely exclaim "Oh shit". The place that Penny Street pointed to was near the future Songcheng, which was definitely a tourist area within a tourist area, and the scenery was amazing.
Of course, there is basically no chance. No matter who is in charge of the planning, it is impossible to plan the factory there. Hangzhou has a deep understanding of the value of tourism. How could it do something that would destroy its own tourism potential?
"This can be used as a temporary alternative location." Dai Xiuxiu agreed.
The two were discussing here, and Ma Qingyang, who was standing not far behind them, looked at Dai Xiuxiu with envy in his eyes.
Just now at Xixi Wetland, Ma Qingyang took the opportunity to chat with Dai Xiuxiu. He knew that Dai Xiuxiu had only been in London for a few years and that they were similar, but their situations were very different.
Dai Xiuxiu is already a company executive, while he is still studying in college. After graduation, he may become an English teacher in a middle school. He is unwilling to accept this. He thinks that Ma Qingyang has also been abroad and seen the outside world. How can he just be an ordinary teacher?
"No, no, I don't want to be an ordinary teacher. I must do business in the future. I must be admired by everyone. I want to be a life mentor to countless people." Ma Qingyang clenched his fists and made a grand resolution in his heart.
…
The car entered Jieshi Town. Nan Yi saw someone selling pickled fruits on the roadside, so he got off the car and bought a little. He brought it back to the car and asked Nan Wu to eat it for him. The car continued to drive towards Nanchen Village.
Nanwu especially loved the sour and sweet pickled fruits. While eating the fruits, he tilted his head and looked out the window, and from time to time he would ask Nanyi what this was and what that was.
If he knew something, Nan Yi would give a detailed answer. If he didn't know something, he would just say he didn't know. In front of his son, he didn't want any authority or face. In front of the naive juniors, Nan Yi would not talk nonsense just to maintain the so-called dignity of an elder.
It's very contradictory. Nan Yi wants to be a superman in his sons' eyes, but he doesn't want them to think that he is omnipotent and he must comply with their requests.
In the three realms of life, Nan Yi has accepted the ordinariness of his parents and his own ordinariness, and is trying to accept that his son can only be an ordinary person at the trillion level, and not to be too demanding in demanding that they must reach the trillion or quadrillion level.
It’s good to be an ordinary person. There won’t be too much pressure and life will be easier.
The car stopped in front of the archway of Nanchen Village. Nan Yi took Nan Wuwei to Chen Zongqing who was already waiting.
Without Nan Yi's reminder, Nan Wuwei called out "Grandpa" sweetly.
"Okay, you're so good. Grandpa will give you a red envelope." Chen Zongqing smiled and put a thick red envelope in Nan Wuwei's hand.
Nan Wuwei took the red envelope and looked up at Nan Yi. After receiving Nan Yi's affirmative look, he pinched the red envelope and said to Chen Zongqing, "Thank you, Grandpa."
Chen Zongqing stroked Nan Wuwei's head and said to Nan Yi, "Your aunt has already prepared the meal. She knows that you like the snacks here, so she has prepared a lot of millet, beef patties, and vegetable cakes."
"Auntie is so thoughtful. I like everything she cooks. Uncle Zong Qing, let's go quickly. I can't hold back my saliva. Wuwei, Daddy will take you to Grandpa's house to eat dinner made by Grandma. Grandma's cooking is delicious."
"Dad, is that true?"
"Of course, Dad will hold you. Let's go quickly. If we don't hurry, others will grab them all." Nan Yi picked up Nan Wuwei, walked past Chen Zongqing, and went to his house first.
