Chapter 993 A Person From the Past

The excitement in Tokyo continued at night, and the air in the house was filled with the smell of burning wine, food, and tobacco.

The collision of wine glasses was the result of Mr. Fan's laughter. He was drinking happily. He drank the small glass of white wine in one sip, which was not even as good as ordinary people drinking white wine. He even got slapped in the face. He was an old comrade tested by alcohol.

"Oh, I really didn't expect that one day I would have dinner and drinks with Mr. Wang from Lucky Fortune."

"Mr. Fan, I am a real person. You have been praising me for so long. Let me explain to you first. If you make clothes, you are a role model for you to learn from. Then you should understand that my clothes The business starts from the purchase of cotton at the source and ends with the direct sales of ready-made garments, opening up the entire industrial chain.

It is impossible for me to use your knitting factory for production, and it is impossible for me to distribute goods to you in my direct sales store. Let’s eat, drink, and make friends. You don’t ask me for anything, so it’s better to be more comfortable. "

"Mr. Wang is quick to talk, no wonder the business is so big."

"Mr. Fan praises me again." Wang Yan shook his head and said with a smile, "I first built a big business, and then I became more talkative."

Mr. Fan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Mr. Wang, it's true. If a small factory from our small place asks grandpa to tell grandma to find ways to find business, don't you have to say it with support? Come on, come on, Wang Boss, let me toast you again."

Wang Yan smiled and raised his glass and drank one with him.

There is no doubt that Fan is always a good businessman. He talks about interests first and then makes friends.

I talk about profit because even if he negotiated a price with A Bao, after Li Li came out to cause trouble, he chose to wait for the price and sell. It was good for himself, good for the factory, and good for the workers in the factory. . It's just that the ending of the matter was a bit dramatic. The quantity of his goods was too big for Wei Hongqing to eat.

To make friends, it is very important to try your best to help even if there is no intertwined interest with Miss Wang later. He has the attributes of a businessman and a philistine, but also has the loyalty not to add insult to injury. He is a very good person.

Of course it is inevitable to order food when meeting others, just like communicating with Wang Yan. First, he said it in a flattering way, and then after he got used to Wang Yan's style, he said it honestly.

Putting down his wine glass, Mr. Fan sighed: "Mr. Wang, you are an expert in making clothes. I have to learn from you."

"There is nothing good to learn. Generally speaking, there are two points. One is sales, and the other is cost. What we need to do is simple to say, which is to use good materials and make high-quality products while reducing costs as much as possible. They have new styles of clothes.”

"Great insights." Mr. Fan gave a thumbs up and shook his head again, "But it's easier said than done."

"Focus on production, hold on to talents, be down-to-earth, and work steadily."

...Mr. Fan felt that he didn’t know whether to say something or not. After all, Boss Wang had expanded his clothing business domestically and internationally in less than three years, but he still said that he was down-to-earth and steady. It’s really hard to help thinking. I want to send you some blessings...

He could only smile: "Mr. Wang is right, take your time and everything will be fine."

"Mr. Fan, I see that your face is glowing, beaming with joy, and you are very energetic. Have you made any breakthrough?"

"Mr. Wang is joking, my face turns red after drinking wine."

Wang Yan smiled and shook his head: "The red light is not the red face."

"Does Mr. Wang even know how to read faces?"

"Then who would? It feels like, do you understand? It feels like you, Mr. Fan, are very lucky now and your auspicious stars are shining brightly."

"Oh, Mr. Wang said so, then I'll go buy Hongyun's clothes later." He came closer and whispered, "Mr. Wang, I'm not going to hide it from you, the factory has indeed made some achievements. It’s good enough to last for years.”

"Look, I feel it's pretty accurate."

"What can I say now? I have goods but no sales, so I came to Mr. Bao for cooperation. Mr. Bao is doing well in foreign trade. On the 27th, his relationship with Ms. Wang was extraordinary, and he was even better at doing gimmicks. Just like back then. When Boss Wang opened his first store on Nanjing Road, he just drove out in a car and bought national news. Hongyun became an instant hit."

"Mr. Fan, you only see my glory, but not my hardships." Wang Yan said with a smile, "In fact, even now, the clothing business is losing money, relying on subsidies from other businesses."

"Mr. Wang is joking. With such a big business, how can you still lose money?"

"Look, you still don't believe it. I started it in a short time, but my stores have opened all over the country. How did I do it? I don't have just one factory in Shanghai, but five across the country. They supply according to the region. There are upstream purchases of raw materials, as well as other textile factories and chemical fiber factories.

I also built a special laboratory for material research, store employees, factory workers, logistics costs for nationwide distribution, and backlog of inventory due to misjudgment of sales. Isn’t this all money?

It has only been less than three years since I started my business. Where can I find so much money for development? Isn't it just relying on various loans? It's not as beautiful as you see. Only I know whether it is difficult or not. "

"That's what I want to keep simple."

Mr. Fan took a sip of wine and sighed, "We are a state-owned factory, making textiles and ready-made garments. Business was easy to do in the past. The raw materials are approved by superiors, and production is based on demand. There are so many state-owned shopping malls for sales, so we don't have to worry about selling. stay home.

Life has been difficult since the opening up. People came from Hong Kong and Shenzhen wearing fashionable clothes, and national policies have changed little by little. Now we are responsible for our own profits and losses. It took the boss's efforts to settle the wages of the people in the factory. After finally achieving results, I came to Shanghai to find sales. Oh, I've been in Shanghai for half a month, and I'm running around everywhere like a headless fly.

Finally I found Xiaomei on the 27th, oh, her name is Mei Ping, Mr. Wang may not..."

"I know her, Miss Wang's friend. She handled my export procedures to South Africa. So it was Mei Ping who introduced you to Miss Wang, and Miss Wang introduced you to Mr. Bao, and then you came to Ye Tokyo."

"Yes." Mr. Fan clapped his hands, "I didn't expect Mr. Wang to be very familiar with Miss Wang, and I never heard her mention it. Miss Wang is really low-key."

Wang Yan said with a smile: "Ms. Wang handled all the formalities for exporting my clothes. It was also because Miss Wang introduced me to Mei Ping that I handled the procedures for South Africa."

"Oh, I think it's complicated. Mr. Wang and Bao have always been friends, so everyone must know each other."

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Miss Wang for a while. How is she now?"

"Of course Miss Wang is very good. She is number 27, and bosses everywhere will support her."

The two chatted for a while, and after a few glasses of wine, Wang Yan asked, "What are Mr. Fan's plans for the future?"

Mr. Fan touched his hair and sighed with emotion: "I will retire in a few years, so what plans do I have for the future? If I don't think about anything else, I will be satisfied if I can stand the last shift. To be honest. Tell me, Mr. Wang, I have been working as a mechanic in a textile factory and have been working as a factory director for forty years now. Sometimes when I think about it, I really can’t let it go."

"The wheel of history is rolling forward, and the waves of the times are coming one after another. We still have to look forward. It will definitely get better and better in the future."

"Oh, you, Mr. Wang, are the ones who want to look forward. There is no need for me, Old Fan. I am behind the wheel and have already been run over. I am the first wave of the wave and have been taken down. They say that as people get older, they always think about the past, but if you don’t want the past, what can you think about? You are already a person in the past.”

Mr. Fan was stunned for a while, feeling a bit lonely, but the feeling did not last long. He wiped his face with both hands and smiled so honestly, "Look, Mr. Wang, you talk too much, you talk too much." Yes, I’m sore after a few glasses of wine, but I still haven’t drank enough. Come on, come on, Mr. Wang, drink and drink.”

Wang Yan nodded with a smile and continued drinking with Mr. Fan.

The two had a good chat until after nine o'clock, when Abao finally arrived belatedly.

"Mr. Fan, oops, Boss Wang hasn't left either?" Abao walked in to greet him, but he saw Wang Yan drinking and smoking with Mr. Fan.

"I had a good chat with Mr. Fan and had a few more drinks."

"Oh, Mr. Wang is willing to say a few more words to me. I never thought before that Mr. Bao and Mr. Wang are also friends."

"Boss Wang, we have known each other since he came to Shanghai. We are old friends." Abao smiled and said, "Boss Wang, if you are okay, we will have two more drinks later. I have to discuss business with Mr. Fan first. Mr. Fan has been waiting for several days, so I’m sorry.”

Wang Yan smiled and nodded, and Mr. Fan went to the private room upstairs with Abao. The most eye-catching thing was the square leather box that Mr. Fan held tightly in his hand.

Seeing the two of them go up, Lingzi took a beer and a wine glass and sat opposite Wang Yan, pouring the wine by herself: "Oh, Mr. Fan is really good at speaking. He can read better than Teacher Ge."

"Have fun chatting."

"I see you can have a happy chat with anyone. You don't care much about such a big business. You walk here and look there all day long, or you just take a camera and take pictures everywhere. It's boring to death."

"Do you think you're annoying me? Then I won't come here again."

"Looking for a fight." Lingzi glanced sideways, "Did I mean that?"

"In the past, when I was busy, you said that I only had money in my eyes, not enough friends, and that Teacher Ge and Tao Tao were also arrogant. Now, I have plenty of time, and you said that I was bored to death. You have finished your words. , how innocent I am.”

"Hey, I didn't say that you only have money in your eyes. From the beginning to the end, I have confidence in you. I welcome you at any time. You don't know that at the end of 1990, we will I made a bet and said...it turned out well, but no one gave me any money."

"I see you are welcoming my Moutai."

"Oh, boss Wang, it's just a few bottles of wine. Don't be so stingy, okay. Well, in your eyes, I, Lingzi, am someone who only cares about money, right?"

Lingzi didn't even give Wang Yan a chance to open his mouth, and directly changed the subject, "Hey, Boss Wang, you think it's strange. Ever since the Qilin Club incident, the business here has really gotten better day by day."

"Is this strange? Mr. Bao doesn't do stocks and concentrates on foreign trade. There must be many people here."

"I mean, Mr. Bao's reputation has been affected by taking the blame for Commander Cai. Why does it feel like it has no impact at all now?"

Wang Yan said: "People know that Mr. Bao's mouth is not trustworthy, and they also know that Mr. Bao's foreign trade is good. They do business seriously and do not engage in insider trading. What influence can they have? Even if they have influence, so what? Business that should be done You always have to do something, and you always have to earn the money you should earn.”

"What you said makes sense. Nowadays, people are blinded by money."

"Why do I hear that you seem to be hoping that Mr. Bao's business will be bad?"

"How is that possible? My brain is crazy. Mr. Bao, I'll be fine if I stay in Tokyo at night."

"Then why do I listen to you talking about losing money all day long?"

"Trade secrets, you know?" Lingzi waved her hands with a look of disdain on her face, "You still have the nerve to accuse me, don't you talk about losing money all day long? Who says your business is good, you just say everything Damn it, I heard what I said to Mr. Fan just now. Find out who pays the money, the more you pay, the bigger the business will be?"

Wang Yan shook his head in a funny way: "You are too short-sighted, Lingzi. If you rely on the money you earn to do business, when will it develop and grow? You just need to borrow money, and spend the money you can earn in the future now." , grow your business and ensure you can make more money in the future. This is the meaning of finance.

This is how I do business, and the same is true for national finance. I spend tomorrow’s money today, earn money today, and spend the money the day after tomorrow. Mr. Bao does stocks, what does he do? It’s the money those companies can earn in the future.

It's just that people are greedy and don't want to do that. They want to make money from investors who buy stocks. Convert the money the company can earn into money you can earn yourself and enjoy prosperity and wealth. I’m not condemning anything, but Mr. Bao and the Qilin Society’s gang make money this way. "

Lingzi glanced unhappily: "It's boring. I'm telling you to lose money. How can you tell Mr. Bao to make money?"

"Look, it's all one heart."

"Isn't this how the world is? If you don't do something, someone else will do it, so you can't help but let others do it. Since you know how to make money, instead of letting others make it, it's better to make it yourself and enjoy the glory and wealth."

It is a very simple statement, and it is also a very self-liberating statement without the burden of conscience.

"You're right." Wang Yan nodded, raised his glass, "Drink."

The two took a sip, and Lingzi took away the Maotai in Wang Yan's hand: "I have already drank a bottle with Mr. Fan, and I guess I can't taste it anymore, right? I won't drink it today, let's talk about it tomorrow. Little monk, I Remember there is still some meatball filling left, right? Make a bowl of meatball soup for Boss Wang to sober him up. Oh, by the way, just cook more and give Mr. Fan some to drink too."

"Look, the boss lady is considerate." Wang Yan raised his head to the young monk.

"Do it as you please." Reiko looked disgusted.

Wang Yan laughed, lit up a Huazi and started smoking, chatting with Lingzi one after another.

After a while, the meatball soup cooked by the little monk was ready, and there was movement on the stairs.

"Mr. Bao, I think we should sign the contract as soon as possible. It will be safer this way."

"What I, A Bao, want is reputation. How could I lie to you? This deal has ruined your business, Mr. Fan. If you publicize it later, who will come to do business with me in the future?"

"Oh, I went back and brought in the materials, found all the workers, and as soon as the assembly line started, the money really went out like water. This kind of thing should not be taken lightly."

"You have to have confidence in your clothes, Mr. Fan. Your clothes are so good, why are you worried about sales? Relax, Mr. Fan, you go back and organize them first. New Year's Day is only eight days away. You can spend time with your wife and children at home." , after that, take the official seal and come over to sign the contract with me. Look, Night Tokyo is right here, and the Peace Hotel is right there. I can’t run away. Besides, I want to make money, so I can’t lie to you. Do I get a penny of benefit?”

The two of them walked down talking to each other, and Lingzi said: "Oh, have you guys agreed? The young monk has just made the meatball soup. Mr. Bao, Mr. Fan, please drink it while it's hot, so that you can sober up."

"I haven't had a few sips of wine, why should I wake up?" Mr. Bao was confused.

"Oh, if you don't sober up, Mr. Fan doesn't want it? He and Boss Wang drank a pound of wine each. Look at Mr. Fan's face. Oh, it's not easy to work so hard at such an old age. ah."

"The boss lady's words really made me feel the warmth of home." Mr. Fan laughed and said, "But Mr. Wang just said that I have a glowing face, good luck, and will get rich."

"You have negotiated a business deal with Mr. Bao, but the workers still need to be 'funded'. I'm afraid it won't be a business worth tens of millions. Isn't this making a fortune?"

"Mr. Wang is really awesome. You can tell how big the business is in just two words. I admire him."

"Look, you're sick again, aren't you? You are an old man, don't always praise me, Lao Fan?"

Mr. Fan chuckled innocently: "Mr. Wang is entertaining me again. In the business world, whoever is big is the real senior. I still have to learn from you."

"Okay, okay, we are all friends, how boring is it to flatter them? Let's have some soup. It's getting late. So sober up and go back to rest." Reiko urged everyone to sit down and became a waiter herself.

The little monk, Xiaowen, and Xiaoqin are cleaning up over there. They will get off work soon. They are very agile. A serious person is not active after get off work and has ideological problems.

The four of them drank meatball soup around the table, and it was quite lively.

Abao didn't want to listen to Mr. Fan's nagging anymore and asked Wang Yan, "How is Boss Wang doing lately?"

"What can I do? Reiko just said that I was bored to death."

"What does she know? I don't know how many people envy Boss Wang. He has tens of thousands of people under his command, but he can easily play every day and live like a god."

"You know, then you should also learn from Boss Wang. If you run around outside all day long, you can't find anyone at all."

Abao said, "You think I don't want to do this? If I were like Boss Wang, I would have traveled around the world by now."

Lingzi blinked her big eyes: "Oh, you can do such an interesting thing by yourself?"

"Uh... Boss Wang has already traveled around the world on his own. Boss Wang, tell me, how is it outside? I don't know anything, so I went to Japan and only stayed for seven days."

"I was so busy at that time that I never stayed in any country for seven days at a time. Who knows what happened?"

"Mr. Wang has visited many countries?"

Ignoring Lingzi's eye roll, Abao said: "Oh, Mr. Fan, you don't know this? Boss Wang made his fortune in the Soviet Union, otherwise how could he be where he is today in less than three years? We are in foreign trade, Wang The boss is a real international trader, very big."

Seeing Mr. Fan's eyes widening, Wang Yan shook his head: "It's an exaggeration. I did make some money, and I did go to many countries, but I can't say that I am very powerful. There are still many capable people."

"Oh, that's incredible. Mr. Wang is really low-key, and he doesn't make any announcement about such a big thing."

"You can make a fortune in silence." Abao continued.

"You two have a tacit understanding of cooperation, and you put on a high hat and drink soup for me."

After talking and laughing for a while, Abao suddenly asked: "Boss Wang hasn't seen Miss Wang recently?"

"Not seen."

"What did I say? Why did Miss Wang ask me about you? I feel like I'm quite unfamiliar with her. There's something wrong with her. You can chat with her. If you have time, see if anything happened to her. "

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and nodded with a smile: "I am so free, I must have time."

…

Love is more wonderful. It’s hard to explain. It may be a moment of affection, or it may be a lifelong stay together. People are complicated, and it is difficult for a moment's decision to become a lifelong firmness. Therefore, perseverance is a noble quality of human beings.

But sometimes, without starting, there is no such thing as firmness. This is the case with the current Abao and the current Miss Wang. Abao is not a fool, of course he feels something, and the same goes for Miss Wang.

On New Year's Day at the end of 1987, she seemed to have made a split-second decision. Three years later, this decision was no longer firm, and she made another decision. Because she pursues love and staying together in romantic stories.

The fate between people is wonderful. You never know when you will meet an unforgettable person by chance and start looking forward to the next meeting.

Miss Wang met Wang Yan again. Over her favorite pork ribs rice cake, she asked Wang Yan about his love.

Wang Yan spit out a bone and ate it very sweetly. He said: "Of course I believe in love. In places we don't know, there are always people who are happy for a lifetime because of love. They are noisy, they are dissatisfied with life, and because of the long-term They were dissatisfied with each other when they were together. Instead of seeing all the advantages of each other at the beginning, all they saw were shortcomings. But they didn't separate and didn't talk much, and they stayed like this until they grew old.

But as I said, their lives are not in embarrassment, but they are not rich either. They have not achieved what I call "well-fed." They don’t want much, they just want more money to escape the poverty that is following them. But what about when you have money? I don’t comment much on women, but I don’t think highly of most men. It is a widely circulated saying that men become bad when they have money, and there is indeed some truth to it. "

"What about Mr. Bao? He is two years older than you and is already thirty-four. He should be full, right?"

"Mr. Bao may have an unforgettable person and an unforgettable relationship. Although we are all friends and it is hard to tell people behind their backs, I still tell you the truth. I think there is something wrong with Mr. Bao's character because he is not decisive. I I can feel that you were always interested in Bao in the past, and Lingzi didn't hide it, but Bao never said anything, he pretended to be stupid.

You were twenty-two when you met him and are now twenty-eight. As for Lingzi, she is three years older than Mr. Bao, and is now thirty-seven. The New Year will be celebrated in less than a month, and we will be one year older. So who do you think Baozhang is?

If he is the kind of man you imagined, then he is in love with the woman from the past who made him unforgettable, and he should tell you and Reiko decisively, make it clear, and not waste his youth. If not, then you should always say what you mean, or use some methods to make people understand what he means. Whether you are willing or not, that is what you have to consider. Instead of saying nothing.

Stop talking and talk about Reiko. I came back from Hong Kong a while ago, the day before we last met. When I went to Night Tokyo, I saw Reiko in a daze. She was in a bad mood. She said it was because she was lamenting the death of Hairen and the impermanence of fate. But then we talked... So I think because she lamented the impermanence of life, she thought about her relationship problems and lamented her age.

Maybe he couldn't understand that he would live alone in this life. Maybe he has figured it out. From now on, no one can predict whether he will live happily or drunkenly. "

Miss Wang stopped talking, and after eating for a while, she said: "Maybe he just wants to talk about business matters. My uncle told me that the Huangpu River is the Huangpu River, and the Suzhou River is the Suzhou River. Business is business, and feelings are It's about feelings. If you force it, you will end up ruining your business and losing your feelings.

I said that the Suzhou River and the Huangpu River eventually flowed together, into the East China Sea and into the Pacific Ocean. My uncle was hesitant to speak, and in the end he just shook his head and sighed, maybe because he thought I was stupid. "

"I know what uncle wants to say."

"What?"

"If you are in the East China Sea or the Pacific Ocean, can you still find the Huangpu River and Suzhou River?"

...Miss Wang was silent again, because she couldn't find anything, she just kept eating.

Wang Yan said with a smile: "People are smart and horses are slippery. My uncle has experienced a lot from before liberation to now, so he must have some Taoism. Oh, yes, I remembered my uncle when I mentioned it. Didn't he have it?" Two wives? Didn’t they support each other until today? It was because of them that my uncle went to Tilanqiao. How can you say that they have no love? "

"Uncle, that's because of special reasons of the times." Miss Wang didn't want to say more and turned to look at Wang Yan suspiciously, "Didn't you know in advance that I was coming?"

"I swear, I didn't collude with the boss, and I didn't find anyone to keep an eye on you." Wang Yan raised his hand with a smile, "And don't forget, I was here first today."

"I'm stuffed."

"I'll see you off later."

"No need, I can just go back by myself. I'll treat you today." As she spoke, Miss Wang got up, went to the boss to settle the bill, and gave more because she knew Wang Yan could eat it. Then he left proudly.

"Boss Wang, let me ask you a question. Are you having trouble with Miss Wang? I think she's not in a very good mood lately. She's not like before, she has a very loud voice."

"Women, who knows what they think. Give me two more ribs."

"I'll be ready soon." The boss started working diligently again.

It was very warm in the small shop selling pork ribs and rice cakes. The alternating hot and cold water droplets slid down from the windows, making the view through the windows blurry. Outside the blurry window, Miss Wang is walking away alone...

In the blink of an eye, it was already New Year's Day at the end of 1992. Something that shouldn't have appeared appeared, affecting Abao's emotional line, but it did not affect his not-so-good experiences.

At around ten o'clock that night, Wang Yan, who was reading in a garden house on Julu Road, received a call from Lingzi. She was very panicked...

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