Volume 5: The Age of Storms Chapter 0717: Moisturizing Things Silently
"Be a bit more intellectual and stop being a shrew."
As time went by, Liu Zhen's intellect and rationality were left outside. Facing Nan Yi, she showed her negative side, or rather her real side, and regarded the place where Nan Yi was as a harbor where she could put down all her psychological burdens and defenses.
The harbor can be said to be a garbage can, showing its elegance and beauty to others, but leaving itself with a devastated state.
"Mr. Nan, why am I being unreasonable? I only have one son, Wuwei, and you are my only husband. What about you? You have a family everywhere you go. Have you found a new vixen? You are gentle, considerate, and sweet-talking, right?"
"Yes, she speaks like a newscaster, she's tall, and she has a curvy figure. And she's being paid 100 billion by others."
"I don't want to bother with you."
Liu Zhen snorted and stopped talking to Nan Yi.
Seeing that Liu Zhen no longer pestered him, Nan Yi breathed a sigh of relief. "Damn it, it happens a few times a year at irregular intervals. What will happen when I reach menopause?"
Nan Yi knew very well what Liu Zhen’s pain points and problems were. It was simply because he made the same mistake that all men in the world would make. He had no ability to prescribe the right remedy and could only rescue the patient once the condition flared up.
"Li Bailing's casting was good, and it really has that flavor."
The next morning, Nan Yi was invited by Wang Li to the cinema to watch the movie "Big Breath" adapted from his novel.
"What's that smell?"
"The character's background has the flavor it should have. Those mice also acted well. The trophies for Best Supporting Actor and Actress can be given to them."
"You are such a mean guy. What do you think of the story?" Wang Li asked.
"It's OK. It can fool ordinary people who haven't seen the world. The story takes place in Guangzhou, but apart from the streets, I don't see any Guangzhou flavor. Instead, I can see the strong flavor of the compound and privilege. Strip away the relationship of the male protagonist, and he scratched the other person's face. He won't be able to get out of prison for three to five years."
"Nan Batian, you haven't read my book, have you?"
“I haven’t seen it.”
"That's no wonder. You don't understand what I wrote at all."
"I really don't understand it. I'll go to the bookstore and buy ten copies to show my support for you."
At this time, subtitles appeared on the screen, the movie had ended, and Nan Yi and Wang Lu walked out together.
"Forget it. I've already received my royalties. Even if you buy ten books, I won't get a dime. This is the bad thing about our country. There are no royalties. The amount of royalties depends entirely on the publisher's mood." Wang Qi said depressedly, "If I could get royalties, I would definitely earn more than I do now."
"What if you don't sell any copies? What are you going to do?"
"That's impossible. With my level, I wouldn't dare to brag about 10 million books, but I can do the same with 1 million books. Even if I get 1 cent per book, I can still get 100,000 yuan. At least 60 or 70 cents for one word."
"Nonsense, I tell you, you just got lucky, just watch this movie. I don't even need to read your book to guess that you definitely didn't write any good words in it. The descriptions of sex are very explicit. As long as the wind tightens, you'll be in trouble."
"Let them urinate and defecate as they please. If there is any, let them be mixed first." Wang Qi said nonchalantly: "Good literary works cannot be eulogies. What is needed is criticism and reflection on reality."
"Perhaps."
"Don't think about it. You don't understand anything about literature. Think about where to eat lunch." Wang Lu didn't want to talk too much about literature with Nan Yi. He didn't think Nan Yi was a good person to talk about literature with.
"This place is not far from Xincheng Shaved Noodle Restaurant. You go and eat noodles by yourself. My son is at home, so I have to go back to eat."
"It's boring. It's been a long time since we last saw each other."
"I haven't seen my son for a long time. You can move back. For supper tonight, you can have as much mutton as you want. If you want to eat 50 kilograms, I will definitely not give you 20 kilograms."
Wang Qi said unhappily, "Fuck, you can't get over the hurdle of twenty kilograms of shabu-shabu mutton, right?"
"Why did you go there? Dong Lai Shun must have thought of you as the richest man in Beijing, and they are still thinking about you. The waiter who served you last time must have been thinking, it's autumn now, why hasn't the richest man Wang Ershijin come yet?"
"Just wait and see, little thief."
"You know what? You look a lot like the teapot in someone's work. When I was in the room with my sister, you were outside making out. You're a little hard of hearing, so I didn't dare to say the word 'tea' or 'pot'. Every time I called you, I had to call you, 'Wang Teapot, come in and get some water.'"
"You are so arrogant." Wang Qi laughed helplessly and scolded: "You are so mean."
"Thinking back to when I was eighteen, I was such a pure young man, all I could say were please, thank you, and sorry. Ever since I met you, I've been like a piece of shit, not a single nice word uttered by me. How does that old saying go? Oh, right..."
"Fuck, don't be so right, I am not qualified to be your dyeing vat, who knows in which kiln this two-meter-long white silk was dyed."
Nan Yi and the other person kept arguing until they parted ways at the cinema entrance.
When they returned to the old villa, Liu Zhen and her daughter had just started eating. Nan Yi poured himself a bowl of rice and sat down next to Nan Wuwei.
"Is the movie good?" Liu Zhen said while eating.
"It's very ordinary. I can only say it's worth watching. It's Ye Daying's debut work, so we can't expect too much."
Nan Yi and Liu Zhen were chatting, while on the other side, Kang Xiuming of Shennong Nanliang was inspecting the Bagui Cannery as the Ulaanbaatar Begonia Trade Manager.
In the grand plan of the Moscow attack, Kang Xiuming's plan to export light industrial products, mainly food, went very smoothly. With the cooperation of Pavlyuchenko, Haitang Trading's products have been imported into various parts of the Soviet revisionism, and Haitang brand has become a trusted brand for Soviet revisionism consumers.
At the Vasily Group, work was at a standstill.
At the beginning, the KGB easily dug out Scarlett, the helmsman behind the Vasily Group . After analysis, the KGB believed that there was little suspicion that Scarlett was engaging in espionage activities.
After all, in the past few decades, there have been collaborations between Western businessmen and the Soviet revisionists, but with the exception of Comrade Hammer, almost all of them, without exception, have put on a layer of cover.
This shell can be said to be a fig leaf, or a disguise to protect itself, giving the intelligence agencies an excuse of "not finding out" or "not being able to find out".
By doing some insignificant trade and exporting some goods that have nothing to do with improving national strength, the heads of intelligence agencies can completely ignore it in official matters, but in private, they can use it to expand their own network.
The Vasily Group is not the only American capital that has entered or is entering the Soviet revisionists. They have various purposes, and Moscow has not expelled them from the country. They are both in contact and on guard.
In the United States, before the establishment of the Vasily Group, Scarlett had contact with the top leaders of the Donkey Party. It can be said that the actions of the Vasily Group were tacitly approved by the Donkey Party.
Of course, this kind of acquiescence is very subtle, and we need to pay attention to whether our behavior has crossed the psychological line of the donkey party. This psychological line is not fixed, but is constantly moving left or right as the situation develops.
It is safer to only engage in light industry and trade and open a bank, and it is not easy to cross the psychological line.
Moscow did not give in on either the bank or the supermarket, but simply urged the Vasily Group to exchange the gold for rubles as soon as possible, and hoped that Vasily would use the money to buy Soviet revisionist heavy industrial products or diamonds. For example, the trade in scrap steel could be carried out a second time.
To Vasily, the scrap steel trade seemed to be very profitable. As long as he made a move, he could make billions of dollars in profit. But the bad thing was that he had to "find a balance."
If it is done too blatantly, those who pretended not to see it will be in trouble, because this is forcing them to see it!
Therefore, the current status of the Vasily Group is a stalemate. It has been doing small-scale trade, buying a few tractors today, and some steel ingots and aluminum ingots tomorrow. It has a tacit understanding with some people in Moscow to wait for the situation to become clear.
As for the diamond trade, whoever dares to bring Soviet revisionist diamonds to the West is the enemy of diamond capital. The time has come to test the effectiveness of Scarlett Manor's series of protective measures.
In order to stabilize the price of diamonds, diamond capitals have always had a tacit understanding not to over-exploit diamond mines. You must know that the earth's diamond reserves are actually very abundant, and it is more than enough for each person in the world to have twenty diamond rings of several carats.
In particular, the Soviet revisionist Mirny diamond mine has reserves that account for almost one-third of the world's total. In 1976, it artificially synthesized "cubic zirconia", or artificial diamond, which has definitely made it an enemy of diamond capital.
Diamond Capital has spared no effort to suppress and slander Soviet revisionist diamonds as low-grade goods. Anyone who dares to purchase Soviet revisionist diamonds will become the public enemy.
The reason why Nan Yi wanted to hold off on digging Liu Zhen’s diamond mine for a few years was, firstly, to wait for the colored diamonds to appreciate in value, and secondly, to wait to penetrate into Diamond Capital and establish connections with it.
Earlier, if Nan Yimao had rashly mined and stepped into the diamond field without warning, it would have either sold the diamonds it dug out to diamond dealers at a low price, or gone home to prepare, clean up the sniper rifles and mortars, and be ready to start working at any time.
De Beers would definitely be furious. "I'm just guarding my own little diamond farm, and you're stepping in. You have long arms and legs. You wait for me. I've been developing for 100 years. Do you think I don't have any strength?"
No matter which industry, if it can grow to the level of setting standards, it has all gone through bloody storms, but some modes of struggle do not seem bloody. There has never been such a thing as closing the door and focusing on one's own development and suddenly becoming the number one one day.
On the North Korean vanguard side, Park Jung-hwan ran the meat canning factory and grain packaging factory in the Mansui Workers' District very successfully. Although a Swiss bank account was activated every once in a while, the business was already on track and stabilized.
At the same time, the Wansui Processing Plant was awarded a "Serving the People" sign by Comrade Choi Kwang-soo, the highest administrative chief of Pioneer.
Kang Xiuming, accompanied by Huang Delin from Bagui Canning Factory, was checking the tangerines that had been brought back in the factory parking lot.
Today, Bagui does not yet have the title of a major citrus city, as the number of citrus grown in the territory is very small. However, canned oranges are the main product of the Bagui Cannery. Every October, as soon as the citrus in the south mature, the Bagui Cannery's vehicles will drive to nearby large citrus growing areas to purchase citrus.
Kang Xiuming picked up an orange, peeled it, broke off two pieces of the orange and stuffed them into his mouth, "Director Huang, is this a Funan orange?"
"Manager Kang is really amazing. He can even taste the origin of the food." Huang Delin complimented.
He had to be polite, because the person in front of him was a big customer, and a mentally ill big customer at that.
One is a buyer and the other is a seller. Normally, the buyer hopes the price is as cheap as possible, but the buyer does not seem to care that much about the price. He actively increases the price on his offer, but requires improved quality and stricter inspection of the delivered products.
It's okay to offer a high price and demand high quality. Although the production difficulty has increased, the money earned has also increased. Since others are willing to pay more, you will naturally be happy to accommodate them.
But the strange thing is that they not only demand product quality, but also come to supervise the factory hygiene. They are concerned about everything such as the workers' hair, nails, and work clothes. They also went to see the factory 's public toilets and put forward suggestions for improvements. The original simple dry toilets were not good and had to be changed into flush toilets, and the floor had to be tiled.
It’s nothing, it doesn’t cost much to renovate a public toilet. As I said, they gave too much.
But what happened afterwards was a bit unbearable. Kang Xiuming began to interfere with the working hours and holidays in the factory, as well as the workers' wages and bonuses, saying that Haitang Trading only cooperates with companies that are responsible and responsible to their employees.
"Fuck you, you're meddling in everything and even your factory."
Huang Delin cursed in his heart, but he still agreed to all of Kang Xiuming's conditions. There was no other way. The other party offered too much. Not only was the price high, the order quantity was also large, and the supply contract signed was also a long-term one. According to the supply quantity, the factory's production capacity was not enough, and a new production line had to be set up.
Huang Delin is both sad and happy. He is sad because people are just looking for OEM and don't recognize his brand at all. He is happy because at least in the next three years, the Bagui Canning Factory will live a comfortable life. The profit from producing one OEM can is comparable to that of producing three to five self-branded cans in the past.
"Haha, I guessed that your factory's citrus fruits are mainly purchased from Hucheng and Funan areas?" Kang Xiuming laughed and said, "Director Huang, is there any problem with delivering 150,000 canned oranges, 20,000 water chestnuts, and 50,000 mushrooms by the end of November?"
"No problem, absolutely no problem, production will be completed before November 30th."
"Okay, we need to change the payment method this time. Haitang Trading has a lot of rubles recently. How about we reduce the proportion of RMB appropriately?"
When Huang Delin heard that Kang Xiuming wanted to pay more rubles, he was immediately delighted. Rubles are foreign exchange, and quite valuable foreign exchange. The more rubles he has, not only can he get rewards from higher-ups, but the factory can also earn more. He wished he could receive all rubles.
"sure."
…
Nan Yi had just finished his meal when he received a call from Fan Hongdou.
"Godfather, Grandpa Yaodong came home just now."
"Oh, you're in Wenchangwei?"
"yes."
"What did he say?"
"I said two things. The first is that the township is going to dredge the river, so our family will have to send a man. The second is that the village is going to rebuild the dragon boat club, so Grandpa Yaodong asked you to come back and participate in the training when you have time."
"Do you know when you will be married and how long you will be married?"
Chufu is called differently in different places. In some places it is called Chugong, which is the ancient corvée. People have to prepare their own dry food to do work for a large collective. The collective may be a township or a county or city. They usually do work in water conservancy projects, such as building reservoirs, digging canals and other work closely related to agriculture.
"The day after tomorrow, it will take two days."
"My godfather can't go back the day after tomorrow, so you can hire two people from the odd jobs downtown to take my place. Pay them more and find someone who works hard."
"Okay, godfather."
"Also, Dragon Boat Club...do you have any cash?"
"Yes, I keep 30,000 yuan in cash at home."
"Thirty thousand is a little short. So, go to the treasure house in the backyard and count from the hole. There is still some cash in the second red box, more than twenty thousand. Collect fifty thousand and give it to Grandpa Yaodong. Say it is my donation to the Dragon Boat Club. As for the training, we can talk about it in a few months."
"oh."
"Xian Yaodong is looking for you?" Liu Zhen asked as soon as Nan Yi hung up the phone.
"You're the one who called Xian Yaodong. Call him Xian... Never mind. He's no longer worthy of the title of Uncle Xian. Just call him Uncle Yaodong."
Nan Yi was talking nonsense. A few years ago, he had changed his name to Xian Yaodong "Uncle Yaodong". In his heart, Xian Yaodong was no longer qualified to represent the Xian family and the interests of the Xian family. If Xian Yaodong had joined forces with the entire Xian family to kick him out, he would have looked up to him.
As a result, Xian Yaodong stood on the side of harming the public interest for his own benefit. He no longer thought about making the cake bigger, but instead thought about getting a bigger piece of the cake for himself, which made Nan Yi extremely disappointed.
"It's been six years, Zhang Yu. You're thirty years old now, and you're as vigorous as a wolf or a tiger. Uncle Yaodong shouldn't be able to feed you enough. You haven't given birth to a single child in six years. It's obvious that you don't want to have any more children. I want to see how long you can hold it in."
Xian Yaodong suddenly wanted to contact Nan Yi, probably because he needed him for something, but it was not urgent, otherwise he would not have passed the message through Fan Hongdou.
Nan Yi would not return to Wenchangwei until things got out of control.
"Then what does Uncle Yaodong want to talk to you about?" Liu Zhen changed the topic.
"Chufu, why don't you go and see if your little body can handle it."
"I can't bear it. You know I can't do heavy work. Where are the gifts you prepared?"
"It's in my pocket, the Hero Pen." Nan Yi patted his pocket and said.
"How dare you give away just a pen?"
"It's a high-end product, 18.5 yuan."
Liu Zhen hesitated for a moment and said, "Should we prepare something else?"
"No need, pack up and leave early to help my sister-in-law." Nan Yi shook his head and waved his hand.
At 2:30 in the afternoon, Nan Yi and his family arrived at Wu Renpin's home.
It is still the same L-shaped semi-courtyard house, and Wu Renpin's family has never moved.
"Tsk tsk, sister-in-law is getting more and more beautiful. Look at her face, so white and rosy. Sister-in-law, does Old Wu still dare to fight with you now?"
As soon as he entered the yard, Nan Yi started joking with Wu Meifeng who was picking vegetables in the yard.
"Oh, why not? You're a high-ranking official now, you're so great, you don't interfere with housework at all, you come home every day to eat ready-made food, Nan Yi, do you think your sister-in-law can find a good one?"
"Of course I can. Why not? When Lai Biao comes, I'll try to bring you two together. Lai Biao is a big guy with a lot of firepower."
"Hahaha, then I'll leave my sister-in-law to you." Wu Meifeng smiled as she pushed her drooping bangs with the back of her hand.
"Nan Yi, don't come here to cause trouble. Meifeng has been in a bad mood these days."
At some point, Wu Renpin had already walked up to Nan Yi and the other man.
"It must be your fault that you are angry. Don't think your sister-in-law has no family. Where is Xiaowei?"
"School isn't over yet. We're in the third year of high school and we still have two classes in the afternoon. The tea is ready. Come over and have some tea," Wu Renpin invited.
"good."
Nan Yi followed Wu Renpin into the living room, while Liu Zhen and Nan Wuwei stayed behind to help Wu Meifeng.
As soon as he sat down in the living room, Wu Renpin frowned and said, "Xiaowei's grades are not very good. It will be difficult for him to get into Beijing University."
"There are still more than eight months left."
"It's not an attitude problem. Xiaowei studies very hard and studies until 11 o'clock every day. It's just that he's a little slow-witted. It's not easy for him to improve a lot."
"Are you putting too much pressure on him?"
"A little bit. Are you still in the capital tomorrow? If you are, please help me take him out to relax and enlighten him."
"Old Wu, my advice won't be very helpful. I'm an outsider. It's mainly up to you guys. Don't put too much pressure on him, and don't let him study so late every day. Let him play on weekends. It's not a good thing to keep things too tight."
"I'm afraid that once I loosen it, I won't be able to tighten it again." Wu Renpin said in a dilemma.
"You are worrying too much. If Xiaowei can't pass the exam next year, the worst that can happen is that he will repeat a year. If that doesn't work, then the school will be just a little worse. It's not like he can't become a talent. If Xiaowei doesn't study hard, that's his problem. But if he doesn't have enough brains, that's your problem. Don't blame him when you are anxious. Just hide and beat yourself up. Ask yourself why you didn't give him a good inheritance."
"Oh, you are really taking advantage of me. I'm just being modest." Wu Renpin said with a helpless smile.
"Don't be so unconvincing. I am just stating facts and reasoning. You have seen how smart my son is. I gave him an English name: Wuwei Archimedes Gauss Euler Poincare Riemann Turing Buqing Jingrun Nan. Doesn't it sound nice?"
"They are all mathematicians. Wuwei is very talented in mathematics?"
"Are you talking about one tenth of what I inherited?" Nan Yi said proudly.
Wu Renpin patted his forehead and said, "It's my fault. We haven't met enough. It's been ten years, and I didn't know you were so shameless. You are good at math, but not much better than me. If Wuwei is really good at math, it's because she inherited it from Liu Zhen. I remember Teacher Xu asked her if she wanted to transfer to the math department."
"You don't know, right? Old Xu first approached me and tried to persuade me to transfer to his postgraduate program and to pay me a salary. I refused. Seeing that I was not interested, he gave in and approached Liu Zhen."
"What Nan Yi said is right. I was hiding in the corner and eavesdropping that day. Old Xu was crying so hard that he almost knelt down in front of him."
"Biaozi, do you have any manners? How can you eavesdrop on other people's conversations?"
"Why would you even need to eavesdrop? Your shameless words can be heard from 18 miles away."
Lai Biao said as he walked to Nan Yi and sat down by himself. He took out a cigarette, gave one to Wu Renpin and lit it for him. Ignoring Nan Yi's presence, the two of them puffed away at the smoke.
Two people talked about their son, while three people could only reminisce about the past.
The three of them chatted about the interesting things that happened during their freshman and sophomore years, and made up stories about Chen Zheng, but did not mention anything about Wu Renpin at all.
Nan Yi came back from abroad, and Lai Biao has a special status. Since he has come, his attitude has shown that their friendship as classmates will last forever.
If Wu Renpin really wanted to say something polite, he would end up being at a disadvantage.
The moisture moistens everything silently, and the warmth and coldness are all in the heart.
