"It's okay, Xiao Gao, please sit down." Zhang Gang first enthusiastically asked Jin Kang's wife to sit down, and then said to Jin Kang: "Vice President Jin, please call the waiter in."
"Okay, President Zhang."
Jin Kang walked out of the private room happily, called a waiter in, then walked to his seat and sat down.
Judging from the distance between the chair back and the table corner, as well as the distance between Jin Kang's chest and abdomen and the table corner, Jin Kang should have only half of his buttocks sitting on the chair, with the remaining half hanging in the air.
The others were sitting more casually except Jin Kang, who was trying to please others. It was hard to say whether Zhang Gang would fall for his tricks or not. The others must have wanted to kill him for not even having a peaceful meal.
After Zhang Gang ordered the dishes, he picked up the cigarette box on the table, shook out eight cigarettes and placed them on the round table. Then he turned the round table with his hand and the cigarette stopped next to Nan Yi.
"Xiao Nan, have a cigarette."
"OK."
Nan Yi picked up a cigarette and placed it next to the plate.
Zhang Gang continued to rotate the table, and waited until all the men present had received cigarettes before he took out another cigarette from the box and lit it for himself.
There was no concept of second-hand smoke in the 1980s and 1990s, and smoking was more casual. People smoked everywhere, including on airplanes, trains, conference rooms, restaurants, card tables, etc., except where open flames were not allowed. The proportion of smokers was very high. When socializing outside, non-smokers would be politely invited to have a cigarette.
Of course, it's just a polite invitation and generally not forced.
Everyone else lit up their cigarettes, but Nan Yi didn't. However, no one said anything, and even Jin Kang didn't use this as a breakthrough to attack Liu Zhen.
The gangsters might seize on this point and say that Nan Yi was not giving them face, but that would not happen here. Even if there were any opinions, they would keep them in mind. The reason why smart people are smart is because they know what to do and what not to do.
While smoking, everyone discussed their impressions of "The Baise Uprising" in an orderly manner. It was colorful and humorous, and everyone's words did not lose points [the content of the discussion is not suitable for writing].
As soon as the cold dishes were served, the topic of film reviews came to an abrupt end and returned to the theme of the banquet.
"In the past few years, I am very grateful for your support. Our Jing'an District Branch has solved one difficulty after another and achieved one remarkable achievement after another. Normally, I do not encourage you to eat and drink, but today is my birthday and I am approaching 40, so I will take this opportunity to toast everyone. You have all worked hard."
As Zhang Gang spoke, he raised his glass and stood up.
"President Zhang is usually very busy and works very hard. We all see how hard he works. We should toast to you. Happy birthday, President Zhang."
No one else said anything, but Jin Kang, who was sitting at the last seat, jumped out to sing praises.
"Haha, let's all come together and drink this cup." Zhang Gang smiled faintly, as if he accepted the flattery, but did not leave any room for others to flatter him.
After a glass of wine, everyone sat down. After Zhang Gang invited everyone to start eating, everyone started to move their chopsticks.
While eating, they talked about topics not related to work, and there was no toasting in between. Liu Zhen had told Nan Yi in advance that Zhang Gang had some liver problems and could not drink too much, so it was normal that no one toasted him.
For Nan Yi, it was just right not to drink. He just dealt with other people's conversations and focused his main attention on eating. He did not do the "observation" that he usually liked to do.
It's useless. They are all masters who are used to wearing masks. In this kind of occasion, everyone will wear an extra layer. Besides, the center of the private room is Zhang Gang, so it is not convenient for Nan Yi to look around.
Looking at the dishes, looking at Zhang Gang, and looking at Jin Kang's wife Xiao Gao, these three things are what naturally catch Nan Yi's attention.
Zhang Gang's words "Xiao Gao, come and sit down" were still lingering in Nan Yi's mind. At this moment, he was opening the shirt of "Xiao Gao" with a calm and kind look, wanting to look inside to see if there were any marks of Zhang Gang left on her body.
People like Nan Yi are full of thieves and whores. They always think the worst of others and call it seeing the essence through the phenomenon. They are extremely despicable.
Until the party was over, Nan Yi still hadn't figured out what was going on. He was just sure that "Xiao Gao" was the top candidate among his wives, and should be very popular. Perhaps someone was already trying to poach him.
Moral ethics are sometimes constraints and sometimes catalysts that stimulate hormone secretion.
After returning to the Fang Mansion, Liu Zhen sat down on the sofa and relaxed. Nan Yi went upstairs to see his son first, and then sat next to Liu Zhen.
"Gao Biyu."
Liu Zhen leaned towards Nan Yi and said.
"Hmm? Oh, Jin Kang's wife, why are you talking about her suddenly?"
Liu Zhen stretched out her hand and twisted Nan Yi's arm. "Why are you pretending? I've seen you looking at her all night. Do you like this type?"
"Don't be unreasonable. You must know what I'm thinking."
"Don't even think about it. It's unlikely. Zhang Gang was able to sit in his current position thanks to a lot of help from his wife's family."
"Then you should think about it even more. If you can't get the dignity and tenderness at home, you can get it outside."
Liu Zhen sat up and said, "Is it really possible?"
"Who knows? Forget it. Let's not talk about this. You don't have enough experience. Just wait and see. Let others find out the truth. Maybe you can watch a good show in the future. Was it the husband who hacked his cheating wife to death, or was it the wife who, to show her loyalty, teamed up with her husband to hack her lover to death? What is the truth? Please watch the next episode of "Jinlian Tells Stories".
"Jinlian Tells Stories" tells the true story we made up. Well, dear audience friends in front of the TV, today's program ends here. Our staff will work overtime to make up the following story... Oh my."
Liu Zhen loosened her right hand from Nan Yi's arm, which had been twisted 780 degrees, and said angrily, "Be serious."
"The most serious thing is to stay friendly with Jin Kang. You two are not competitors. Stay peaceful. Don't attack gender so strongly. You are a woman, so you have an advantage when it comes to promotion. Take a step back, do your job well, and let them fight."
"But I haven't moved for almost two years." Liu Zhen said resentfully.
"Are you mentally ill? Who do you think your father is? I think you are addicted to the red line card. Just bear with it slowly until you are over 30. Go take a shower. Your waist hurts. I won't work overtime tonight."
"Tomorrow I'll buy you a donkey and prepare a donkey feast for you. It'll nourish you well, you useless thing."
"Oh, I'm going to sleep with my son."
The next day, Nan Yi did not go to the exchange, but sent Nan Wuwei to his master's house.
Last year, Nan Yi asked someone to find a guqin teacher for Nan Wuwei, Liu Yi from the Panchuan School. At first Liu Yi did not want to accept Nan Wuwei because of the relationship and because Nan Yi offered too much. Later, because he saw Nan Wuwei's talent, he made Nan Wuwei his last disciple.
From Nan Yi's point of view, it is hard to say whether one is talented or not. It is very difficult to find a few people learning guqin nowadays. Not to mention that it takes perseverance to practice well, even if one succeeds in practicing, it is not certain that one can make a living with the guqin. Instead, it would be more helpful in the future if this time is used to learn piano or violin.
If you ask anyone on the street the name of a pianist, most people will probably be able to name one or two. But if you ask a guqin player, haha, not many people may even know what a guqin is.
Liu Yi was not short of money, and the gift from Nan Yi was not money, but two antiques.
After knocking on Liu Yi's door, Nan Yi sent Nan Wuwei into the yard, then turned and went to Ke Jianzhen's house next door. Yes, it was such a coincidence that Liu Yi was Ke Jianzhen's neighbor.
After entering Ke Jianzhen's yard, Nan Yi jumped up and pulled a bunch of unripe grapes with his hand.
"You are still young." Ke Jianzhen, who was sitting in the shade and writing music, said dissatisfiedly.
"There are too many fruits hanging, so they may not grow again next year."
Nan Yi picked one from the skewer and threw it into his mouth. As soon as he chewed it, a sour taste that made his teeth turn sour burst out in his mouth.
Ke Jianzhen shook his head and said, "You don't understand. I'm not doing this for food. If you know how to play Go, come and play a game with me."
"No, I haven't practiced to the point where I can send and receive freely. You have a bad heart, and I'm afraid you'll get angry."
"You, just keep talking. Mu Xi counted today as her grandson's piano lesson day, so she went to the market to buy vegetables early in the morning. Are you going to eat here at noon?"
Nan Yi threw the grapes into the trash can in the yard, clapped his hands and said, "No, I'm sensible and know I'm redundant, so I won't be an eyesore here. I'll send a car to pick you up at seven o'clock."
"Okay, close the door for me."
It turns out that Ke Jianzhen still treats Nan Yi as his nephew. Let alone Sun Muxi, who treats him like his godson. Now that he has a grandson, Nan Yi has become an eyesore and it's best for him to get as far away from him as possible.
Nan Yi was about to leave when Ke Jianzhen stopped him again, "You can still stay in Shanghai for a few more days. The ceremony still needs to be held."
"August and September are both convenient for me. You can arrange it accordingly."
"Okay, let's arrange it in August. I'll pick a good day and tell you." Ke Jianzhen said after thinking for a while.
"OK."
After leaving Ke Jianzhen's house, Nan Yi went to sit in Dream Time.
The cafe has been taken over by Fang Mengyin, but the profits from the store are collected by Nan Wuwei, which is more than 4,000 yuan a month. This is not profit, but the total turnover. The operating costs are all paid by Fang Mengyin.
Dream Time charges too much. Except for some old guys and foreigners who accidentally break in, few young people come here to consume. Drinking a cup of the cheapest coffee here costs 70% to 80% of a month's salary. It would be much better to use this money to have a good meal and then go to the free Lover's Wall to enjoy the fun.
This was the business strategy set by Fang Mengyin herself. She was not thinking about making money, but just wanted to get back her old days. Since she got the cafe back, she would fly back once every two months.
Nan Yi's heart was bleeding as he was not making a penny in such a good location. If he were to run the business, Richard Clayderman's piano music would start playing, and the store would not only sell coffee, but also various teas, and also serve steaks, pasta, and stir-fried dishes, and he would also open several chess and card rooms.
The old times were shattered, and Dream Time instantly turned into Zuo, Bi'an, and Shangdao. He took advantage of the good business to quickly franchise, and then took advantage of the popularity of the franchise to sell the company immediately. He only wanted money, not even shares.
After ordering a cup of coffee and taking a stack of newspapers, Nan Yi sat on the balcony on the second floor.
After reading a few newspapers, Liuzi arrived.
"How much money can be withdrawn from the account now?"
"Master Nan, how long will it take you?"
Nan Yi thought for a moment and said, "About half a year."
"3.5 million is no problem."
"Well, the money is used to buy stocks. It's up to you whether to count it as a loan or an investment by the company. Go to the Jing'an Stock Exchange later and find a man named Zhao Tianyang. Have a good talk with him and ask him to resign and help you buy stocks.
Remember, I am helping you. Don't mention my name. Give him 5,000 yuan a year first. Tell him that he can get dividends starting from the second money he helps you make. We can discuss the amount of dividends next time. If he asks, just say that it depends on his ability and the annual salary will not be less than ten times of his salary. "
"Master Nan, is it safe?"
"In the long run, the risks are not small, but in the short run, the risks should not be large."
Nan Yi told the truth and did not hide anything.
Liuzi thought for a moment and said, "The first payment will be considered an investment, and the rest will be considered loans. The interest rate can be as low as possible."
"Very good." Nan Yi nodded with satisfaction. "Sixth son, you look like a businessman now. This is how business should be done. Only consider the gains and losses, don't worry too much about personal relationships, and put brotherhood above business."
"It's all thanks to your good teaching, Master Nan." Liuzi said modestly.
"Well, stop praising me. It's useless even if you praise me to the sky. I've finished my story. I didn't pay much attention to Jingxi Yiguo's affairs in the past two years. Now review it for me, starting with Han Guohui's affairs."
Liuzi sorted out his thoughts and began to speak: "Uncle Nan, after you dealt with Liu Ruirong, the boss of Mange tape recorders, I asked him to produce 3,000 defective units, and then asked for 200 genuine units to sell in the store in Xinjiekou.
I spent a lot of money and hired many people to help me. In just three days, I created the illusion that I had sold 600 to 700 units and distributed more than 3,000 units. All of this fell into the eyes of Han Guohui.
On the fourth day, Wang Dachun from Guojizhuang approached Han Guohui to purchase 300 Mango tape recorders. Since there was business coming to him and they were acquaintances, of course Han Guohui had to do it. Soon he found Liu Ruirong and purchased 300 Mango tape recorders.
A week after the deal was concluded, Wang Dachun called Han Guohui again and asked for 1,500 units right away.
Liuzi laughed a few times and continued, "Master Nan, you are right. Han Guohui is just being clever. Wang Dachun wanted 1,500 units, which was five times the price. Han Guohui thought that Mange was going to be popular, so he probably wanted to stock up. But he was still a little worried, so he secretly went to International Village and inquired at the door of Wang Dachun's electrical appliance store.
Uncle Nan, you are so awesome. You figured out Han Guohui's little trick. As expected, he asked the customers in Wang Dachun's store and found out about the fake news that Mange was very popular in the rural areas of Hebei Province from the person we arranged.
I originally thought that 3,000 defective units would be enough for Han Guohui, but who knew that he would ask Liu Ruirong for 5,000 units right away.
Liu Ruirong called me and we discussed it and decided that we couldn't give him so many units, so we should still give him 3,000 units as planned and take half of the deposit from him for the other 2,000 units.
Liu Ruirong bargained with him for a long time and the deal was done. Han Guohui did not have enough money at all, so he borrowed a considerable sum of money from outside.
When the goods arrived in Beijing, Han Guohui urged Wang Dachun to pick them up, but Wang Dachun used the excuse that the money was still tied up and he would come later to pick them up. He kept Han Guohui up for seven or eight days until Han Guohui had a payment due.
Nan Yi raised his hand to interrupt Liu Zi, "Let me guess, did Han Guohui urge Wang Dachun to pick up the goods again, and did Wang Dachun continue to make excuses?"
Liuzi smiled slightly, "Master Nan, it's not like that. On the ninth day, Wang Dachun took the initiative to come to Han Guohui's house and asked for 1,000 units at 50 yuan each, not a cent more. Han Guohui naturally couldn't agree to this price. The wholesale price was more than 300 units, and he would never agree to sell it for 50 yuan. He probably thought that Wang Dachun was deliberately trying to trick him.
Three or four days later, Han Guohui had to pay a few more bills, and his creditors came to his door to demand payment. He started to panic, and quickly posted a notice at the door of the store announcing a 50 yuan discount on Mango's products.
In the past ten days or so, Han Guohui's store sold 169 Mango tape recorders, but 167 of them were bought by me.
Han Guohui reduced the price by 50, and I reduced it by 80. At first, Han Guohui was not in a hurry, because he had received news from Liu Ruirong that I only had less than 200 Mangos left. But after another six or seven days, more and more people came to him to ask for repayment, and this bastard finally panicked.
Just when he reduced the price to 120, I had people bring the Mango machines they bought from him to his house to make a scene. There were dozens of Mango machines, but none of them would work when they were plugged in. He didn't even give that bastard a chance to explain. Someone went up to beat him up. He was being beaten badly when the person I called, Lei Zi, arrived.
After he was arrested for selling defective products, he could no longer explain his smuggled color TVs and VCRs. All his products were confiscated and he had to be fined more than 200,000 yuan. How could he afford the fine when there was a large group of creditors waiting for him to pay?
After all the miscellaneous things, including the fine, Han Guohui had to pay a total of more than 1 million yuan. Poor his girlfriend Wang Xiaoxiao had to beg for money everywhere..."
"Come on, don't exaggerate, just give it to me."
"All the belongings that Han Guohui had saved up were sold, and I bought a building and a courtyard house, which brought in a little over 100,000 yuan." Liu Zi stopped smiling and said a little depressedly, "Wang Xiaoxiao's brother Wang Xiaokui gave the remaining money, and Han Guohui was released after staying in prison for four months."
"Wang Xiaokui is not dead yet?"
"No, he can no longer do business in Tiangang, but this grandson should have a lot of money."
"Do you know where he is now?"
Liu Zi shook his head, "Not sure, it seems he went out."
"Well, what is Han Guohui doing?"
"I took Wei Jian to Phoenix City to open a battlefield."
"Oh, you really know how to choose a place, Phoenix City. The Cleaver Team has been dealt with, and now there is a power vacuum. Liuzi, there is no such thing as a wall that is impenetrable. Han Guohui will definitely find out who is behind this. When he becomes more powerful or has nowhere else to go, he will definitely come to seek revenge on you.
If you don't do something shady, you will never be able to control the battlefield. You can either wait to be thrown into the river by others, or throw others into the river. Prepare a sum of money and hire someone to keep an eye on him for a long time. When you have enough evidence for twenty years, you can kill him. If you can do it in one go, it will be even better. Liuzi, how much is a bullet now?"
"It seems to be three cents, buy five or six at a time."
Nan Yi took out a big unity note from his pocket and put it on the table. "Take it and try to spend it. In addition to buying bullets, buy two bottles of farewell wine."
"Master Nan, there is a beheading meal in the call room."
"Never mind. This is a small token of my appreciation. You can also contribute a little and buy him a pair of pickled pig's trotters. They go well with wine. The more you drink, the more sober you will be. He will know how to behave himself in his next life.
It's still a seller's market, there's no way to finish the business, so the hostility is so strong. When it becomes a buyer's market and everyone is fighting each other, he will definitely eat people."
"If it weren't for Han Guohui's grandson causing trouble, Jingxi Yiguo would have opened five or six branches by now." Liuzi muttered.
"It's not that good. Even without Han Guohui, there are still Li Guohui and Zhang Guohui. As long as this business is good, there will be endless competitors. What you need to do is to unite with your peers who are already one step ahead and form a profit alliance with them. You can only engage in limited competition with each other. Everyone should concentrate on raising the industry threshold and keep out as many new competitors as possible.
Don't dream of being the only one in the market..." Nan Yi hesitated when he said this, "Forget it, let's not talk about this. The share redemption plan is still valid. Just keep going forward. Sooner or later, Jingxi Yiguo will belong to you alone."
"Master Nan, I'm not thinking about this, and I've never worried that Master Nan won't keep his word. It's just that I feel that this business seems to be getting harder and harder, and I still don't have enough knowledge."
"Ha, if you are short of knowledge, you can find a way to fill it up. You can also find a few more people who are not short of knowledge. Find more talents, respect talents, give them room to display their talents, give them excessive compensation as rewards, and work together to make the cake bigger. If you want to eat a big piece yourself, you have to be willing to let others have a taste. How is Tian Xiao's performance?"
"It's pretty good. He manages the store in Xinjiekou very well. I have adjusted his salary several times. Now he can make 4,000 to 5,000 yuan a month. I will give him a raise at the end of the year."
"Oh." Nan Yi responded without comment, and then said: "Are you tired from the plane? If not, let's walk to the restaurant and eat more after emptying our stomachs."
"How can you be so pretentious? You can get tired from sitting on a plane, but walking twenty miles in one breath is nothing." Liuzi said proudly.
"Okay, it's less than six miles, let's walk there."
After having dinner with Liuzi, Nan Yi arranged for them to stay in a hotel, and then strolled to the Bund.
It was the weekend, and pairs of couples were leaning against each other on the Lover's Wall, and the brave ones would secretly take a few bites. This was a place for love, and holding hands and hugging were allowed by default. The red armbands and the labor dispute teams would walk around here to give the couples some free space.
Letting the tiger cub stand a little further away, Nan Yi and the school beauty pretended to be a couple and found a gap. They also leaned on the lover's wall and looked around unscrupulously. Nan Yi then looked for the mobile stalls selling popsicles and soda around, and at the same time, he was also looking for a girl selling flowers nearby.
I saw popsicles and soda, but I didn’t see the girl selling flowers.
"School Belle, do you know the language of the crape myrtle?"
"have no idea."
"Oh, if a man gives a woman crape myrtle, it means he will marry her, and if a woman accepts a man's crape myrtle, it means she will marry him. How many couples are there here?"
"More than three hundred."
"It's over 300 even in this hot day, and even more at night." Nan Yi muttered, and then looked at his watch, "Let's go, it's still time to go to the countryside to pick flowers, and we have to make a lot of money tonight."
He did what he said and drove towards Liantang. In the car, Nan Yi called Yan Du and asked him to buy some cellophane. He also bought a few packs of cigarettes and two bottles of wine when passing by a grocery store.
When we arrived at a village in Liantang, we found the village chief and asked him to help make a broadcast. As soon as the announcement was made, a group of idle women came in a crowd.
Nan Yi took the women with him and showed them some samples first. Then he announced that the price would be five cents per stick, and he would close the stall when he had collected two thousand sticks.
The price was good, and the asking price was low, so the women who went to pick the flowers all rushed to deliver them.
Nan Yi just wanted to improve efficiency, not play tricks on people. In the end, he collected all the flowers picked by the women. He did not pay attention, but estimated the number by grabbing a handful. He obviously suffered a loss and collected 4,760 flowers, but the actual number should be around 4,300.
He rushed back to Fang Mansion without asking for help from others. Nan Yi trimmed and packaged the flowers by himself. After a quick rush, he had just finished making about 300 bouquets of flowers with coordinated colors when President Liu came back from get off work.
"Did I come back too early and ruin the surprise you prepared for me?"
"It looks ugly, but it has beautiful thoughts. We can sell it for money." Nan Yi said as he held up a large bunch of flowers and sprayed water on the flowers with a water gun.
"I told you, why would you spend so much time creating a surprise for me, Nan, are you crazy? Why did you think of selling flowers?" Liu Zhen, who had no expectations, walked up to Nan Yi and said.
"Is this a flower? This is a teaching tool. Our son has already had a lesson on selling vegetables. Today we will have a lesson on selling flowers. Don't get in the way here. There are big wontons in the refrigerator. Hurry up and make me a bowl. After eating, I have to go pick up my son to go to the stall."
"Just do it."
Liu Zhen ordered Nan Yi and went to the kitchen.
Loading the car, eating wontons and meeting people were all done in one go. A little after 7:30, Nan Yi and Nan Wuwei arrived near the Lover's Wall.
After getting off the car, Nan Yi handed a basket of flowers to Nan Wuwei, "Remember, those who hold together and chew on them are hard bones to chew on. Don't try to sell to them the first time. School beauty, come here."
Nan Yi called the school beauty to the side and demonstrated to Nan Wuwei several hand-holding gestures between men and women. "If they are holding hands like this, they are your main sales targets. Pay attention to the woman's clothes. If the clothes and the flowers clash in color, you can mainly sell the bouquets for five yuan. You can decide the price yourself, you can add a little or subtract a little. Go ahead, little boy selling flowers."
"Yes, Dad, I'm going."
Nan Wuwei nodded, picked up the flower basket and walked towards the Lovers' Wall.
When they got close to the Wall of Lovers, Nan Wuwei did not rush up to sell his products. Instead, he stopped there and observed for a while, then walked towards a couple.
"Auntie, you are so beautiful, as beautiful as Yamaguchi Baihui, and your skirt is so beautiful too." Nan Wuwei walked to his lover's side, first praised the woman, then turned his head slightly to look at the man, "Uncle, you are also very handsome, as handsome as Miura Tomokazu. Uncle, buy a bunch of crape myrtle flowers. The flower language of crape myrtle is "I will marry you". Auntie is so beautiful, uncle will definitely marry her, right? "
Nan Wuwei's words basically mean the end. As long as it hasn't reached the stage of discussing marriage, as long as the man understands a woman's mind a little, he has to admit defeat.
The man smiled and said to Nan Wuwei, "Okay, little friend, how much do you want to sell your flowers for?"
Nan Wuwei took out a bouquet of pink crape myrtles from the flower basket, "Uncle, look, the color of the flowers is the same as the color of Auntie's skirt. Auntie, this bouquet is called Love of a Lifetime. Uncle, this bouquet costs eight dollars, it's very expensive."
Nan Wuwei said, taking out a smaller bouquet from the flower basket, "Uncle, this bouquet is called Confidante, which was the favorite flower of the Winter Queen Meng Xiaodong. It only costs three yuan. Uncle, buy this. As long as it is given by you, Auntie will definitely like it."
After saying that, Nan Wuwei looked at the man with innocent little eyes.
"Haha, uncle is not afraid of the price, little friend, I'm buying the love of my life, here, I'll give you the money."
Regardless of what he thought in his heart, the man still generously spent money to buy the love of his life from Nan Wuwei, who even gave him a little extra, "I wish uncle and aunt can achieve their goal soon!"
After a successful first battle, Nan Wuwei observed for a while and then walked towards another couple.
Nan Yi, who was far away, couldn't hear Nan Wuwei talking, but with his low-light telescope he could see clearly how much money Nan Wuwei received.
"You little brat, you're so brave to make an offer. Fortunately, you can tell at a glance that you're a decent man with a good eye for judging people." Nan Yi muttered, and then said to the school beauty, "Send a signal, follow closely, and don't let Wuwei get into trouble."
"yes."
Nan Wuwei came back to arrange flowers several times and visited all the "respectable people" on the Lover's Wall. When he came back to arrange flowers again, he no longer arranged bouquets, but single flowers, filling a full basket, missing the places he had visited and starting to sell them at another section of the Lover's Wall.
The most expensive price is 1 yuan, the cheapest is 50 cents, and we won’t sell it at a lower price.
Nan Yi kept watching closely, and when he thought it was about time, he called Nan Wuwei back, and everyone got in the car and drove away immediately.
After the car drove out, Nan Yi asked, "How much did you earn?"
"Hehehe, I've been counting, the total is 471.5." Nan Wuwei took out the money from his waist bag and put it on the cushion, smiling happily.
"It's OK. Dad spent 270 yuan on flowers and 73 yuan on cellophane. I don't count the labor cost. Dad's labor is expensive, so I can't count it. I'll count the gas cost as 30 yuan, a total of 373 yuan. Let's round it up and you can keep 100 yuan."
"Dad, the flowers haven't been sold out yet. We'll continue selling tomorrow."
Nan Yi stroked Nan Wuwei's head and said, "Silly boy, you are being too harsh on people today. You can't guarantee that the people who bought flowers today will not be around tomorrow. You should stop while you are ahead and don't go too far, otherwise, you will get beaten easily.
Just now your 51st customer, the man with the Beatle hair, was already furious. He looked like a gangster. You are taking too much risks.
"Dad, the aunt next to him has a good temper and will definitely stop him."
Nan Yi looked at Nan Wuwei with a stern look, "What if I didn't stop him or failed to stop him? You obviously have the initiative, why would you bet on others' kindness?"
"Uh... Dad, I was wrong."
"When you have a choice, don't take risks lightly, unless the rewards are too great. When you don't have a choice, go forward courageously, and meet each other on a narrow road..."
"The brave wins!"
"Hehe, son, how much savings do you have now?" Nan Yi suddenly became shameless and asked with a smile.
Nan Wuwei looked at Nan Yi's face, and his heart began to beat. "Including the 100 yuan just now, I only have 105 yuan. Dad, I'm so poor."
"In spring, we sow watermelon seeds on the ground, and in summer we can harvest several truckloads of watermelons. The same is true for RMB. If you give dad 1 million today, by the end of the year, dad can give you a truckload of RMB."
"Dad, how big a car should I use to carry 10,000 yuan in coins?" Nan Wuwei asked, pretending to be ignorant.
"Oh, what kind of world is this? There are too many swindlers and not enough fools. You little bastard, you are so smart in front of me. Forget it, I won't think about your money anymore." Nan Yi pretended to be distressed and said, "You don't have to go to the kindergarten tomorrow. Pack up the things you want to take with you on the trip. You can arrange the rest of the time as you like."
"Uh-huh."
The next day, Nan Yi and Liuzi met again. He learned from Liuzi that Zhao Tianyang had agreed to the recruitment and would soon go through the resignation procedures.
After meeting Liuzi, Nan Yi called Zhao Shixian and asked her to send someone from PY Securities to Shanghai.
Hong Kong developed earlier than the mainland, and its stock market has been developed for nearly a hundred years. An expert in stock trading in Hong Kong, even if he is not called a stock god or a stock saint, can at least maintain his dimensionality reduction advantage for five or six years when he comes to the mainland.
A person who is well versed in the stock market, paired with someone who has unlimited potential and is familiar with Shanghai, the two swords combined to make money in the stock market with their eyes closed, should be very stable.
Nan Yi spent the whole day at the Jing'an Stock Exchange. When he returned to Fang Mansion in the evening, Fan Qingyun reported to him the results of Zhao Tianyang's investigation.