"Go in and find our manager Wang Hongyang yourself." The female receptionist just looked up at Nan Yi and said with her butt stuck to the chair.
The tone and attitude of the female receptionist made Nan Yi feel a little uncomfortable. He looked at her carefully and felt a familiar feeling of a teller in a state-owned store. All of a sudden, he had some guesses about the corporate nature of Milan International - first establish connections, then eat this bowl of rice, starting with making money while standing, and pursuing the goal of having customers kneel down to pay them.
Although his first impression of AC Milan was very bad, Nan Yi still walked deeper into the office. When he came to the workstation, he saw several people sitting there, but he didn't find any directional signs to identify which one Wang Hongyang was.
Since he couldn't tell them apart, Nan Yi asked directly, "Which one is Manager Wang Hongyang?"
"I am."
At the workstation closest to where Nan Yi was standing, a man in his thirties turned his head and faced him.
Standing there, Nan Yi said directly to Wang Hongyang: "Hello, I came here to consult about going to the CIS."
"Hello, hello." Wang Hongyang said, and quickly stood up and walked to Nan Yi, and asked enthusiastically: "What's your name, sir?"
"My last name is Nan."
"Hello, Mr. Nan, please follow me, let's go to the reception room to talk."
Wang Hongyang's attitude made Nan Yi have a better impression of Milan Inter and gave him a little more confidence in the idea of ​​"not making the trip in vain".
Following Wang Hongyang to the reception room, as soon as he sat down, Nan Yi said very directly: "I came here after seeing your advertisement on TV. I know that you are promoting a half-month inspection and travel in several countries. I am doing business in Moscow, and this time I want to bring seven or eight people from Fengtian over a long stay. Can your company handle it?"
As soon as Nan Yi finished speaking, Wang Hongyang said calmly, "Yes, but it's not cheap."
"How many?"
"30,000 each."
"It's really not cheap." Nan Yi muttered, and then said: "But money is a small matter, Manager Wang, can you guarantee it?"
When Wang Hongyang heard Nan Yi say that money was not a problem, he quickly patted his chest and said, "Mr. Nan, you can rest assured. Our Milan International has a great reputation. We can help you complete the formalities in at most half a month."
"Since Manager Wang said so, then fine, I'll come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. What documents do I need to bring?"
"You only need to bring your household registration book, ID card, and a letter of introduction from the street office."
"good."
After leaving Milan Inter, Nan Yi returned to the hotel room, washed up, changed into a very breathable fake blouse, a pair of Piāo Ma jeans, a pair of Torch brand Nike shoes (not Nike, but a pair of sneakers, similar shoes are collectively called Nike shoes), and a crocodile brand belt around his waist, with the direction of the crocodile's head within the range of Nan Yi's registered "crocodile" trademark.
I took the high-end imitation pager electronic watch from Lin Guangwei and hung it on my left waist with a silver chain. I also hung a keychain with seven or eight keys on my right waist. The key to the Crown car was on the outside, very conspicuous. I took out the newspapers I had read in the past two days, cut them into the size of banknotes, made a stack of them, about 13,000 or 14,000 yuan thick, put a real bill on each side, sorted them out and stuffed them into my wallet.
He counted out two thousand yuan in cash, added some change and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, then went to the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, put some mousse on his hair, combed it into a 3:7 hairstyle, and looked carefully in the mirror, and a handsome man appeared in the mirror.
Patting his belly, Nan Yi murmured regretfully: "It's a pity that I don't have a little belly, otherwise it would be more impressive."
He walked out of the bathroom, tucked the bag under his armpit, and tried to walk with a "rich man's step". When he got the feeling, Nan Yi walked downstairs with millions of dollars in his pocket.
Dagang, who was waiting downstairs, saw Nan Yi and his eyes lit up instantly. He couldn't help muttering in his heart: "This rich man finally stopped dressing shabbily."
When Nan Yi came closer, Dagang praised him immediately: "Brother, you are wearing very fashionable clothes. I am so surprised when I see you."
"Is that so?" Nan Yi said with a smile, "I also feel that this outfit looks too expensive on me. I usually don't wear it. I just met a saleswoman in the commercial city. She is so pretty. I made an appointment with her to go to Haibahuang. I will try to flirt with her later. Maybe something good will happen tonight."
"Brother, that's not how you use Liaochi." Dagang sneered.
Nan Yi waved his hand, "Never mind, as long as people can understand me. I'm from another place, so it's normal that I can't speak the Northeastern dialect well. If I really speak the same as you, it will lose its meaning."
The essence of Northeastern dialect lies in its tone, and its words are a hodgepodge. Various words from Shandong Province, Central Plains, Cu Province, and Hebei Province have been absorbed into Northeastern dialect. That is why, as a dialect, Northeastern dialect can be understood by the vast majority of Chinese people.
Dagang was slightly stunned, then he gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother, what you said is very powerful."
Nan Yi waved his hand and said, "Let's go. We'll be at Haibahuang soon. Don't stand around outside. Come in with me. You can have a table by yourself and eat whatever you want. I'll pay for it. There's only one thing: you can't drink. And you have to take me back after we're done."
Tomorrow, Nan Yi won't need to hire Dagang's car. He has been very satisfied with Dagang's service these past two days, so treating him to a meal is a way of affirmation and gratitude to Dagang.
Dagang's face lit up with joy, he gave a thumbs up, got into the car happily, started the car, and drove to the Gexian Hotel in a flash.
Nan Yi was not stood up. He waited at the gate of Haibahuang until 6:05, and Xu Lu showed up. She was wearing one less white coat and one more bag. Otherwise, there was no difference from what he had seen before.
As soon as Xu Lufu saw Nan Yi, his eyes lit up instantly. His gaze first stayed on Nan Yi's hair for a moment, then moved down, staying on the chest for two seconds, then to the waist, first to the right and then to the left, staying on the left for nearly three seconds. The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and every pore on his face was filled with an inexplicable joy.
Coming in front of Nan Yi, Xu Lu looked at him again with a bit of brazenness, "You look so handsome in this outfit. If you wear this in the afternoon, I will definitely be able to ask for a price."
"Be low-key, low-key. Don't show off. That's how your true character can be revealed." Nan Yi raised his hand and pressed it down, saying in a slightly funny tone.
Xu Lu laughed and said, "Let's go in. I've been craving for the seafood here for a long time. Don't worry about the money later."
"Do it, do it to death, we have no shortage of money!" Nan Yi took out the bag from under his armpit, patted it and said.
Model catwalks have been a very popular performance item in the past two years. You can see this kind of performance in any upscale place, whether it is a dance hall or a restaurant. Large, medium and small models are all available. Haibahuang also has it.
When Nan Yi and his party walked into the restaurant, there happened to be a model in a red tulle skirt performing a solo performance on the stage. She held up the long skirt in her hands and walked in a catwalk with her legs crossed. The dry ice sprayed from the stage floor made the scene hazy, adding a bit of mystery.
Being led by the waiter to a seat, Xu Lu was not polite at all. She opened the menu and listed a long list of dishes such as shrimps and crabs. Nan Yi, who also had a menu in his hand, quickly added up the numbers after the names of the dishes. When Xu Lu stopped to ask him what kind of wine he wanted, he got the number "850".
"You decide."
The 850 was gone, and Nan Yi didn’t plan to skimp on the wine.
Xu Lu looked at the wine list for a while and asked, "How about the 1989 Lafeng?"
"No, get a bottle of Great Wall red wine." After hearing Xu Lu's words, Nan Yi said to the waiter.
After the waiter left, he explained to Xu Lu: "1989 is a good year. The climate in France is mild, and the grapes from Lafeng Winery are of good quality. The quality of Lafeng red wine this year is the best since 1984.
Because of this, Lafeng Winery did not put too much 1989 Lafeng into the market, resulting in a very high market price for Lafeng 1989. Even if the price on the wine list is converted from RMB to US dollars, it is still not enough to buy a bottle of Lafeng 1989. I mean the wholesale price of Lafeng Winery, not the price in the restaurant. "
Xu Lu exclaimed loudly: "Fake wine?"
Nan Yi frowned, then relaxed and shook his head, saying, "I don't know, maybe it's not true."
Lafeng 1989 is a relatively high-end vintage wine within Lafeng Winery. As Nan Yi said, not many of them are put on the market, and most of them are put on the market in Europe. Very few of them are put on the market in Asia, and the areas of distribution are limited to high-end restaurants and high-end wineries in several developed cities.
Only 10 bottles came from the mainland, 2 bottles were kept by him, 6 bottles were given to Chen Feng and Lai Biao, and 2 bottles were given to Deng Jiangnan. Perhaps other people brought them in from outside, but it would definitely not appear on the restaurant's wine list.
In fact, with the development and deepening of the mainland red wine market, Lafeng Winery has developed a version specifically for the mainland based on the tastes of Chinese people. The brewing process differs in the sugar removal stage. The low-end mainland version is not desugared, while the high-end is semi-desugared.
In this way, when consumers drink Lafeng red wine, they don't need to buy Sprite, and can drink it directly to enjoy the sweet taste. In addition, Lafeng Winery is very considerate and has added some water in advance, which is high-quality Alpine spring water.
The result of not removing the sugar or adding water is that Lafeng red wine tastes great and it is not easy to get drunk. It is deeply loved by nightclub princesses, so they like to recommend Lafeng red wine to guests.
Of course, the princesses absolutely like the Lafeng red wine from the bottom of their hearts, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the promotion specialists' private promise of rebates to them. Nan Yi can guarantee this with his own toenails, and he can promise that the mainland version of Lafeng red wine is definitely more expensive than the bottle cost, at least 20.65% higher.
Nan Yi did not realize that he had a very deep hidden disease. He had mental and moral cleanliness. No matter what industry he was in, he was unconsciously or subconsciously becoming a spiritual role model and moral pacesetter in the industry.
For example, in the beverage and alcohol industry, he will never allow the product itself to be lower than 120.649% of the cost of the outer packaging. This is his bottom line and he will never break it.
Perhaps realizing that she had just yelled too loudly, Xu Lu asked softly, "Do you often drink cool red wine?"
"Occasionally, not too much, but I'm in the red wine business and I know a little bit about European wineries. I've been to wineries like Latour, Mouton, Haut-Brion, Romanee-Conti, and Petrus. Compared to Lafite, they're a little bit worse."
To deceive is to not believe something yourself but to make others believe it.
Nan Yi has always believed that Nan's Lafeng Winery is the best winery in the galaxy. He is conveying the truth that he recognizes to others. He is devout to the truth, so he spends huge amounts of money to place advertisements in movies and TV shows over and over again, trying to share the truth with everyone.
Xu Lu's face showed surprise again. "Have you been to Europe?"
"I go there quite often, especially to Paris and London. I fly there several times a year. I have a lover in each city. They are very annoying. If I don't spend more time with them, they will get mad.
Especially the one in Paris, she is very troublesome. When she gets angry, she will buy cars and clothes, Ferrari, Porsche, I don’t know how many cars she has bought. There are so many clothes that the cloakroom can’t hold them all. I have no choice but to buy a few more houses just to store her clothes.
I really don’t understand you women. She can change her clothes every day for four or five years without repeating the same ones, but she still keeps buying…”
Nan Yi raised his hand and shook it. "I'm not heartless about the money. I just think that the money for buying clothes can be saved and used for other more meaningful things."
"Oh my god, big brother, you are too good at bragging. This is just for you to pretend. Paris, London, Ferrari, etc. Why don't you say that Chang'e is your lover, and you were Marshal Tianpeng in your previous life."
Xu Lu scolded Nan Yi and finally said something comforting, "Brother, don't be angry. I'm not saying this to you, can you hold back when bragging? Don't go too far. You look pretty good, but you brag about having several big villas and cars. It's half true, and if I'm blinded by your bragging, I'll believe it."
"Hahaha……"
Xu Lu's rough tone and straightforward and funny words made Nan Yi laugh uncontrollably. The pressure in his nasal cavity increased instantly, and the tears in his tear ducts were forced into his eyes, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.
After laughing for a long time, Nan Yi finally recovered. "Okay, okay, I won't pretend anymore. I was just bragging about having lovers in Paris and London, but I really go to Europe very often. I will go to Moscow in a few days, and I came to Fengtian to do some business on the way."
Xu Lu's eyes lit up. "Hey, brother, I heard that business is easy to do in Russia. Is that true?"
Nan Yi nodded, "Really, it's easy to make money doing business in Russia. There are many people who can make hundreds or even thousands of dollars a day. Even if you work for someone else, you can still make one or two hundred dollars a month."
"Really?" Xu Lu was eager to try, and said excitedly: "Brother, do you have a way to take me with you?"
Nan Yi smiled slightly and said, "Your question is useless. If I say yes, will you dare to follow me? Aren't you afraid that I am a human trafficker and will take you to the mountains and sell you ?"
Nan Yi understood that Xu Lu just couldn't help herself for the moment. Once she calmed down, she would probably not bring it up again even if they met again next time.
Sure enough, Nan Yi's question made Xu Lu stunned, and her brain was poured into a glass of ice water, and she calmed down instantly. After struggling for a while, she asked: "Brother, if I want to go to Russia to do business, how can I get there?"
Xu Lu's question caught Nan Yi off guard. He thought the topic would end without any conclusion, but it seemed like it could continue.
"Really want to go?"
Xu Lu said as a matter of course: "Who wouldn't want to go if it's easy to make money?"
"There are definitely ways to get there, but I have to tell you that although it's easy to make money in Russia, it's very dangerous. There's a saying among the traders doing business in Moscow that if you haven't been to the police station, you haven't been to Moscow. This is actually a small problem, and you can get out by spending some money.
There are several gangs in Moscow who specialize in robbing traders doing business there. Many traders have been robbed . Originally, this is not a big problem. It is nothing more than losing some money, which can be easily earned back, but..."
Nan Yi stopped talking here.
"But what?" Xu Lu asked.
"You're too handsome. If you're unlucky enough to run into a robber, you're bound to... Do you understand what I mean?"
Xu Lu bit her lip and asked, "Are there no female traders in Moscow?"
"Yes, there are some pretty ones too."
"So they were all... that?"
"I haven't heard of that." Nan Yi shook his head and said, "In fact, Moscow is relatively safe. The most dangerous is the K3 train. If you want to do business, you can't avoid taking this train, and you have to take it frequently. No matter how lucky you are, you will encounter it once. Once you encounter it, whether you will be killed or not, it really depends on whether God will be merciful."
"Brother, what you mean is that I can't go to Russia." Xu Lu said disappointedly.
Nan Yi smiled faintly and said, "Go, of course you can go. You are lucky and have come across a good opportunity. Do you know Milan International Travel Company?"
“I saw the commercial on TV.”
"Let me put it this way, I want to discuss a business deal with Inter Milan, but before discussing the business, I want to test their ability to see if they can help me complete the procedures to go to Russia.
It just so happens that I don’t have a suitable person to handle this procedure right now. If you are willing, this person can be you. I will pay for the procedures for you. If the procedures are completed, it is up to you to decide whether to go to Russia or not.
Not only will I help you with the paperwork for free, I will also give you a fee, enough for you to buy a plane ticket to Moscow. In return, you only need to make a phone call to Moscow and tell me the status of the paperwork.
How about it, isn’t this a very generous condition? "
Xu Lu thought for a while and said, "I agree."
"Very good." Nan Yi nodded with satisfaction and told Xu Lu what to do.
While waiting for the waiter to bring the dishes to the table, Nan Yi ate while trying to get information about Fengtian from Xu Lu, such as what dishes her family usually eats, how much they spend in a day, what consumption items the women in Fengtian have, where young people usually go to play, whether they save money, etc. These are all trivial matters of ordinary people.
Nan Yi asked Xu Lu, and in return Xu Lu also found out a little about the "luxury life of the rich" from Nan Yi. The two of them chatted back and forth happily, and Nan Yi also gained something, which could far offset the cost of a meal.
After dinner, Xu Lu suggested going to Nanhu Theater to watch the Colorful Night performance, which was actually models walking on the catwalk. Tickets were 30 yuan each. Nan Yi exclaimed that the cost of living in Fengtian was really not cheap.
It was already close to eleven o'clock at night when he sent Xu Lu back and returned to the entrance of the Rose Hotel. After settling the bill with Dagang and getting off the car, Nan Yi saw a young man standing on the side of the road, wearing a white headscarf and traditional Dai clothing.
It was quite strange to see a young Dai boy here, so Nan Yi took a few more glances at him. He could tell that the boy's face looked wrong, with the words "pale" written all over his face.
"That's weird. Why would a Dai boy with no money go to Fengtian? To look for his parents? That doesn't make sense. The educated youth in the Northeast are either absorbed internally or sent to places further north. I haven't heard of any going to XSBN. If they really want to look for their parents, they should go to Shanghai, Beijing, Chengdu, or Shancheng."
Nan Yi muttered to himself for a while, estimated the time and cost required to travel from Fengtian to XSBN, then turned to Tianxian and said, "Give him 500 yuan and ask if he is here to look for his parents. If so, tell him not to look for him. If his parents are interested, they will take the initiative to look for him."
After saying that, Nan Yi walked towards the hotel’s door.
When the educated youth returned to the city, the basic policy was that those who were married locally could not return to the city. If they wanted to return to the city, they had to divorce. Regardless of whether they were marrying local farmers or marrying each other, the vast majority of them divorced in order to return to the city, and few love relationships stood the test.
Many educated youth couples who came from the same city to work in the countryside strictly abided by national policies. They divorced if they were told to, and never had any contact with each other again. The fruits of their love became illegitimate children. Those with a conscience paid some money to foster their children in farmers' homes, while those without conscience directly sold their children to farmers' families who were unable to have children.
In the 1990s, the children abandoned by the educated youth in the countryside are now in their teens. In the past two years, it has become common for children to go to the city to look for their parents. Nan Yi is not sure whether there are many happy endings, but he did read an article about it in the newspaper last year.
It is said that a son who was sold found his parents in the same city, but it turned out that his parents had remarried and started a new family with new children. No one was willing to accept the sudden evil offspring. Then tragedy happened. The son set fire to both sides of his parents' homes, and both families were burned to death.
Nan Yi was not quite sure about the ending of his "son". He did not read the end of the article. Although he knew it was impossible, he still hoped that a miracle would happen to his "son" and he would be able to live to old age in anonymity.
The next day.
Nan Yi went downstairs to run. As soon as he jogged out of the revolving door of the hotel, he saw the Dai boy from yesterday again. He was standing there looking forward to it, and came up to him as soon as he saw him.
The young man came to Nan Yi and bowed to him: "Uncle, thank you."
"You haven't left yet?"
Tianxian was on his last shift last night and is still sleeping. Nan Yi hasn’t had a chance to ask about the boy.
"No." The boy shook his head.
"Did you eat last night?"
"have eaten."
Nan Yi looked the boy up and down, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder. Then he slid his hand down his arm, pinched him a few times, and finally gently led Yan Zhenhua forward, "Come on, run with me."
After running for a distance, Nan Yi asked, "What's your name?"
"Yan Zhenhua."
"Zhenhua? This name doesn't seem to be in the Dai naming style. Was it your father or mother who gave it to you?"
Yan Zhenhua: "Mom."
“Is your mother an educated youth?”
Yan Zhenhua: “Yes.”
"Are you in Fengtian looking for your mother?"
Yan Zhenhua: “Yes.”
"You have your mother's address?"
Yan Zhenhua: “Yes.”
Since we have an address, there is no possibility of going to the wrong city.
"Did your mother transfer to Fengtian for work or marry?"
Yan Zhenhua: "Get married."
"Did you find it?"
Yan Zhenhua: “Found it.”
"Didn't recognize you?"
Hearing Nan Yi's question, Yan Zhenhua stopped running, stood where he was, feeling sad.
Nan Yi stopped immediately, stroked Yan Zhenhua's head, and said nothing.
a long time.
After Yan Zhenhua calmed down, Nan Yi continued to push him forward and the conversation continued.
"You came from XSBN?"
Yan Zhenhua: “Yes.”
"Where is XSBN?"
Yan Zhenhua: "Manque."
"Have you practiced boxing?"
Nan Yi had a purpose in asking this question. Although his kung fu skills were not very good, he had absorbed a lot of martial arts knowledge. As far as he knew, almost all Dai men practiced martial arts. The only difference was between real kung fu and fancy skills.
When he was pinching Yan Zhenhua's arm just now, he had already pinched out the general direction of the biceps and brachioradialis muscle groups. If he hadn't put too much effort into practicing, he wouldn't have been able to grow muscles like Yan Zhenhua's.
Nan Yi learned the technique of analyzing muscles from Yan Du. In order to learn it more and improve his killing skills, he watched and participated in autopsies together with his adopted daughters from Qidian Orphanage who were interested in developing martial arts, and conducted research on the weak parts of human bones and organs.
Yan Zhenhua: "I have practiced both boxing and single sword fighting."
After confirming that Yan Zhenhua had practiced martial arts, Nan Yi changed the subject and asked, "What are your thoughts next? Should we go back to Manque directly, or continue to stay here?"
“I don’t know.”
"Don't know? How can a man not know what to do next? If you don't go back, won't your father worry about you?"
Yan Zhenhua was sad again, "My father died of illness."
"Is there no one else at home?"
Yan Zhenhua: "That's it."
"How old are you?"
Yan Zhenhua: “Fifteen.”
"Are you still in school?"
Yan Zhenhua: "No, I went to school for three years."
"Do you want to continue going to school?"
Yan Zhenhua: “I don’t want to.”
"What do you want to do if you're not in school?"
Yan Zhenhua shook his head, "I don't know."
Having run almost the same distance, Nan Yi started to turn back. On the way back, Nan Yi did not ask Yan Zhenhua again.
Back at the Rose Hotel, Nan Yi asked Yan Zhenhua to go to Huzi's room to take a bath. In the middle of summer, he could take a bath anywhere there was water. He could wash his shirt, but it was difficult to wash his trousers. He had to wear a loincloth all the time, and the trousers that were dried on his body would always have a little smell left. Yan Zhenhua had a strong smell of sweat.
After taking a bath, Yan Zhenhua changed into a set of tiger cub clothes, which were a bit big, and hung a dog leash around his neck so that he could pretend to be hip-hop.
After taking a taxi, Nan Yi took Yan Zhenhua to Sanhesheng Baozi, which is opposite the National Cinema. They ordered stir-fried pork slices, stir-fried three kinds of dumplings, vegetarian stew, and dumplings with beef, seafood, leek and egg, and pork fillings. The dumplings were not big, so they ordered fifteen of each, three for each person.
Yesterday we had hanging oven pancakes and egg cakes for breakfast, and the day before yesterday we had gluten pancakes and tofu pudding, both of which are popular breakfasts among Fengtian people. We went to a well-known restaurant recommended by Dagang.
Nan Yi also heard from Dagang that some young people now eat pulled noodles with chicken in the morning and drink some Laoxue. Nan Yi asked Dagang to take a look and found that they were not drinking morning wine, but people who had just got off work at night and drank some to help them sleep.
After breakfast, Nan Yi went to Labor Park again. The ticket was fifty cents. After entering the park, he found a relatively secluded place and organized the information he had collected over the past two days in his notebook.
Nan Yi chose the wrong place. It was towards the north, not far from a red brick wall. Children would jump down from the top of the wall from time to time. They were trying to evade the ticket. Fifty cents was not a small amount, enough for the children to satisfy their cravings for a day.
After scaring two groups of children who were jumping over the wall, Nan Yi wisely moved to another place. He didn't want to ruin other people's happy childhood.
After two hours, Nan Yi sorted out everything that needed to be sorted out. He put away his notebook and said to Yan Zhenhua, who had been watching the scene curiously beside him, "Can you help me with something?"
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
"Did you see the gate to Angel Paradise just now?"
“Yes.”
"Go in and play with everything. Observe which things have the most people playing with them and why so many people are playing with them, and which things have the fewest people playing with them and why. Also observe what snacks the children buy to eat. You should learn from them and buy some to try and understand why.
At 6:30 in the evening, you will wait for me at the gate where we just came in. You will summarize the answers you have found and tell me. Observe carefully, think carefully, and take care of your lunch by yourself. "
Nan Yi patted Yan Zhenhua on the shoulder, left him there, and led his men towards the park gate.