Chapter 1247 Partnership

After everyone sat down, ordered their dishes, and poured their glasses of wine, Mi Lai asked curiously.

"Brother Yan, when we went to the police station before, did you know the old policeman? And you beat his son?"

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "They are all young and ignorant."

Lu Tao said: "I heard what the old policeman said, Brother Yan, did you often fight in the past?"

"Wait a moment..." Zhutou was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Brother Yan, you said you lived over there at Chongwenmen?"

"yes."

"I heard they said you used to fight a lot?"

"I'm ignorant."

"Hey, why did I think it sounded familiar before? Don't you know..." Zhu Tou said with a look that none of you had seen before, "Brother Yan is a big shot whose name is resounding throughout the Forty-Nine Cities."

"Aren't you just swearing? What's there to say about fighting? This table is full of college students, acting as if I'm some kind of gangster." Wang Yan waved his hand, "It's all in the past, I'm just young and ignorant. , nothing to say.”

Xiang Nan answered: "No, brother, you have to say it. You can't say half of it, we are so curious."

Wang Yan seemed to be helplessly shaking his head, and Zhu Tou laughed and continued to speak: "You are all good students, and you don't know these things clearly. When I was a child, when Brother Yan was fifteen or sixteen years old, that was in the 1990s. Son, Brother Yan had already beaten all the invincible players in the capital. Not only that, he also beat the older generation.

In those years, the capital was filled with legends about Brother Yan. Hit this one today, hit that one tomorrow, use a knife the day after tomorrow, or be surrounded by others, Brother Yan would ruthlessly break someone's leg. In those few years, if you just pulled up a street in the alley and asked if you had heard of Brother Yan, you would be given a thumbs up. Damn it, you are so fucking awesome. "

Zhu Tou talked and gestured with some vivid images. He briefly talked about some of the more famous people Wang Yan had done, and then said, "Two thousand years later, Brother Yan has kept a low profile and disappeared. As of now, Zero Six Years ago, those people had grown up, and no one mentioned Brother Yan anymore. I really didn’t expect that I would be able to eat at the same table with the famous Brother Yan..."

"No, if you hear this, he is scolding me, right?"

Wang Yan looked at the others with a smile, "What's wrong, are you awesome, or am I down?"

"Hey, look at my mouth, Brother Yan, I can't speak. You must not be as knowledgeable as me. I will punish myself."

"Okay."

Wang Yan waved his hand, "It's not a big deal. I told Hua Zi and the others before. The group of people I beat up back then are now driving nice cars and hugging pretty girls. How can I reason with this?"

"Brother Yan, aren't you still angry? You don't like dirty money." Lu Tao answered and gave Wang Yan a thumbs up, "I admire people like you."

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and saw that his adoptive father was a division-level leader of the Planning Bureau, his biological father was the owner of a real estate company, and his girlfriend was a second-generation man from a well-off family. The struggling male protagonist in "Struggle" was Lu Tao, a classmate.

"It's not that I don't like it, but don't think of me as being so noble. It's not illegal for people to make money. The main reason is that they have the resources. We are ordinary people with no family background. We wandered in the market and got a lot of money. Thorn. I can’t bend my waist or lower my head. How can I compare with others?”

"Then they were all trampled by you back then. Brother Yan, I think you are very transparent. Maybe it's just bad luck. You will definitely make a lot of money in the future."

Xiang Nan answered the call.

His father is from the Public Security Bureau and is also a cadre.

Hua Zi also nodded repeatedly: "Brother Yan, Xiang Nan is right, what are those people so good at? Our buddies will definitely be better than them in the future."

Wang Yan said amusingly: "This is not typical of Ah Q's spiritual victory method..."

"Oh, Brother Yan, do you still know about Ah Q?" Mi Lai chuckled.

"You are simply swearing. After all, I have graduated from high school, and I have read a lot of books. I am not as educated as you college students, so it's not that I am uneducated. Do you really think I am a gangster?"

"Then I'm going to test you."

Wang Yan took out a box of 1.8-point Zhongnanhai from his pocket, ordered one for himself, and threw the rest on the table for everyone to take.

He blew out the smoke and said, "Bring your horses over here."

"Do you know Raphael?"

"Raphael Sansi, whose full name is Raffaello Sanzio da Urbino, is a famous Italian painter. He is one of the three post-Renaissance masters who painted the Madonna. You are all childish. I also know Dürer, Millet, and Tintoretto. Thomas, William Morris...these are all foreign devils, and people from our country are no worse than them, like Zhong Yao, Lu Ji, Gu Kaizhi..."

In the next twenty minutes, Wang Yan unilaterally exported the changes and differences in art and culture at home and abroad, and briefly analyzed the social contradictions and class contradictions behind it. The four college students present could not even say a word.

Looking at the confused crowd, and even the yawning Zhutou, Wang Yan picked up the wine glass with a smile, "Okay, I'm tired of talking to Zhutou. It's meaningless to talk about these big historical narratives. If you talk about individuals, , it would be much more interesting to talk about the gossip of those people.

That’s it for today’s cultural topic. Didn’t you all leave your phone numbers? Let’s make an appointment to discuss it when we have time in the future. Come, come, drink, drink. "

Everyone let out a sigh of relief, and Mi Lai became honest. She picked up the wine glass and took a big sip: "Brother Yan, I was under too much pressure just now. I thought I knew a lot, but it turns out I still don't understand anything. You That’s awesome.”

"I just read more books and think more. Apart from killing time, it doesn't make me any richer."

"It also enriches the spiritual world. Brother Yan, you are a spiritually rich person. We can't compare with you. In fact, I really don't like it. I look at money in everything. What's the point in that? Right, Mi Lai?"

"Yes, I think so too." Mi Lai nodded with a smile, she really agreed.

Wang Yan also nodded seriously: "There's nothing wrong with it. Anyway, as long as you don't starve to death, you can live a life of freedom and ease, right?"

"Yes, that's what I mean, Brother Yan. It seems that we are on the same road." Lu Tao nodded fiercely, as if he had found a confidant, "People have to fight for their ideals, and bread will naturally come to them. All we have to do is leave. Come on, Brother Yan , let’s have a drink.”

Wang Yan did not criticize others in a disappointing manner, but happily raised his wine glass and drank with everyone.

Xiang Nan, Lu Tao, Mi Lai, whatever they talk about are ideals, art, and various spiritual pursuits, and none of them are fulfilled.

Of course, at this time, Lu Tao didn't know that his biological father was a rich man. But even so, the family has enough food and clothing, and has a certain status.

At this time, Xiang Nan was almost on the same level as Lu Tao. It is true that they are not rich and wealthy, but they have also solved their daily needs.

As for Mi Lai, he is a serious lover. Everything Lu Tao said is right. The family is not short of money. Not to mention rich and powerful, the conditions are definitely quite sufficient. There is nothing wrong with her talking about ideals. But in fact, she has no other ideals. She is always echoing Lu Tao. Her ideal is Lu Tao.

Of these four college students, only Hua Zi fell halfway.

The reason why it was half was because Hua Zi thought that money was easy to make. As long as he was willing to bend down to pick it up, he could make money and, as he boasted, he could drive a Mercedes and hug the girl.

The half that fell behind was due to his poor family and insufficient financial situation. At least he faced the reality. But there was no reality in the eyes of the other three.

Xiang Nan started to face it after marrying Yang Xiaoyun.

As for Lu Tao and Mi Lai, they were absent from the beginning to the end. They grasp wealth and talk about ideals, struggle, and love while cheating... But there is nothing wrong with it. After all, they have already satisfied their material life, and it is reasonable to start spiritual construction.

Xiang Nan, Lu Tao, and Mi Lai drank for more than an hour, made an appointment with Wang Yan to meet again later, and then left, leaving Wang Yan, Zhu Tou, and Hua Zi alone.

Zhutou lit a cigarette and took a deep breath: "Oh, Brother Yan, you are still awesome, you understand everything. I won't lie to you, I didn't understand anything you talked about just now. Ah, no, at one point, I just heard that they want to pursue their ideals.”

Without waiting for Wang Yan to speak, Hua Zi said: "My ideal is to make money, make big money, the more the better. Now it's easy to talk, Zhutou, tell me, how can we get rich?"

"It's just a second-hand car. It's not difficult. We collect the car and sell the car. We go through the process and transfer the price difference. I spent money to buy a bunch of car owners' phone numbers. We just call them one by one and ask them if they can sell it. Cars, whether you want to buy a car or not. It doesn’t matter what kind of car you have. Just trick people into coming over first. If they want to come over, then how to get it depends on the ability of our buddies.

Let me tell you, Brother Yan, Huazi, I have a small store in the second-hand car market in Huaxiang. You may have never been there. Alas, there are all second-hand cars there. Even, I tell you privately, there are even smuggled cars. Any car you want is available. Oh, yes, Brother Yan, Huazi, do you have a car? If you don’t have a car, I’ll find two for you. I guarantee the car is in good condition and the price is reasonable. "

Huazi waved his hand and asked, "Are we two brothers going over there to help you make phone calls and deceive people, and then earn commissions?"

"I don't make calls all the time. I also make calls. I mainly do two jobs, collecting cars and selling cars. Don't worry about selling a good car. Let me tell you, there are many second-hand car dealers here all over the country. I get in the car and go back to small cities and counties to sell it, so I don’t have to fool people.

Ah, what a lie. What we sell is a real car, it’s just different from what they asked for, but it will only be better, not worse. For those who have no money, we can also help with loans. It is a one-stop service.

In short, no matter who we sell the car to, as long as we can sell it, we will make money. Brother Yan, if you two come over, you can collect the car yourself and find someone to sell it to you. We are all brothers and everything is easy to discuss. Or Brother Yan, you two can join the stock without having to pay any money. I will directly give you two ten points each. If you sell the car, we will share the dividends monthly. "

"Aren't there good or bad cars? There are people hiding the condition of the car and so on, so..."

Before Hua Zi could say more, Zhu Tou interrupted: "I'm telling you, brother, you have to lose your conscience in this business. There is a risk in collecting the car, but it's not a big problem. Let's lower the price of the car a little bit." , won’t it be over after selling it? How can we understand the people who buy the car?

But don’t look at me as bald, I still have a conscience. If there are major safety issues, I would definitely not dare to sell it. But generally, if there are some small problems, can they still be called problems? You think so, Brother Yan? "

"Let's do this job. If you can't do it without losing your conscience, don't put yourself in a position of pride."

Hua Zi asked: "Brother Yan, do you want to do this?"

"We are so in tune with each other and got together, so let's do it. But this form needs to be changed."

"Brother Yan, I'll listen to whatever you say." Zhutou nodded simply, seriously, and looked like you are the father and you have the final say.

Wang Yan clicked on Nanhai, the eighth fulcrum, took a puff of cigarette and said: "I have learned about the second-hand car market before. After receiving the car, it must be maintained, checked for all kinds of problems, and important maintenance and repairs are carried out. Finally, The next time, the car needs to be cleaned and waxed to make it as shiny as a new car and pleasing to the eye. "

"Yes, Brother Yan is right, that's what I do." Zhutou said, "I cooperate with a car repair shop. I collect the car and drive it over there. They renovate it for me so that it can be sold easily. . They all do it. Brother Yan, how do you want to change it?”

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "You talk about one-stop service, then we might as well be more thorough. Open a repair shop ourselves, so that we know the price ourselves, and the cost can be further reduced. At the same time, we can also comprehensively integrate the actual conditions of the car. price, and maintain the car as well as possible. At the same time, in sales, we explain the car's condition to customers honestly and make honest second-hand cars.

We would rather make less money and maintain a long-term business. When people think of second-hand cars, they think of us. When they think of us, they think of authenticity. When people think of us, they think of authenticity. We don’t cheat or cheat. It may be difficult to do business in the early days, but as long as it develops and gets recognition from customers, we will definitely have no shortage of business.

In recent years, the country has been developing better and better, and the people's needs are increasing. For now, second-hand cars are still people’s best choice. I feel that this business can last for another ten years at least. So as long as the water flows slowly, we can do more. "

Zhu Tou and Hua Zi glanced at each other, and Hua Zi asked hesitantly: "Brother Yan, what about this repair shop..."

"I'll pay for it, and we'll set up a company, including car sales, and this repair shop. Huazi, I know you just graduated, don't make money, and your family may not be rich, but I think you can do a good job. You are a wealthy person." A capable person, so I’ll give you 10% of the shares. I want 50% of the remaining 90%, and the remaining 40% belongs to Pig Tou. Are you okay?”

"No, no, there's no problem at all. Brother Yan, you are the master. I will listen and do whatever you say. I have taken advantage of this. In fact, I have nothing. I just rented a storefront and pressed A few cars have not been sold, and there are still a few cars that friends have put on consignment for me. I..."

"That's still an investment. Why can't it be worth 100,000 or 80,000 yuan? I can't exchange it for a repair shop, it won't cost much, it's the same."

Wang Yan waved his hand, "Then it's settled. I'll find a lawyer tomorrow and we'll sign the contract directly and go through the formalities to set up a company. Is that okay?"

"No." Zhutou shook his head.

"Well, I..."

Wang Yan patted Hua Zi on the shoulder: "You can do it if you say you can, and I'll give you 10% of my share. If you feel it's too hot to handle, and if you feel that your virtue is not worthy of it, then you should do it well and work hard until you are worthy of it. It’s not hot. You’re all big men, don’t say it’s useless, come on, drink, drink, you won’t come home until you’re drunk.”

"Hey, two brothers, just watch how I, Hua Zi, behave in the future."

After saying that, Hua Zi raised his head and showed off a bottle of beer.

He was really moved and wished he could dig out his heart and soul and show it to Wang Yan to see if it was warm. If Wang Yan had the intention to deceive him, it would only take a few days to deceive this silly boy who had just left school and bankrupt him. In the end, he would most likely be unable to withstand the blow and would have to jump off a building.

The three of them were eating, drinking, and laughing.

At this time, Hua Zi asked curiously: "Brother Yan, I just remembered that I never asked, what are you doing now?"

"I didn't do anything." Wang Yan shook his head and said with a smile, "That was two thousand years ago, I was twenty years old. I was young and ignorant before, you know, I beat up all the gangsters in the forty-nine cities. . In the past, it was not illegal to hit people. At that time, I was young and my parents were dead, so it was legal for me to hit people.

Then it didn’t work anymore. This brother and that guy were really bad. They were all older than me and had no potential at all. They just called the police when they saw me doing nothing else. In addition, social development has indeed accelerated, much better than in the 1980s and 1990s. Everyone has work to do and is busy making money..."

"That's not right, Brother Yan, what did you rely on to survive before?" Zhutou asked.

Wang Yan glanced at him: "Of course this brother and that uncle rewarded me. Don't you think I should pay for my hard work by beating them? Their money is not easy to come by, and I know what's going on. No, you Do you really think that my dream of becoming a martial arts master is just a struggle?"

Zhu Tou and Hua Zi looked at each other, and both twitched the corners of their mouths...

Wang Yan continued to speak, "Later on, some of those people got rich. That guy was called Wei Feng, and he had several younger brothers behind him. He looked like the big brother of the underworld in Hong Kong movies. I felt that it was boring, and I didn't I was struggling with motivation. At that time, I wanted to go out and take a look. It’s been a few years since I left, and I just came back not long ago.”

"Hey, then we have to travel all over the country, right?" Hua Zi sighed with emotion.

"How big is our country? We can't finish it." Wang Yan smiled and shook his head, "Okay, there's nothing to say, just drink and drink."

"I have to ask, Brother Yan, the majestic man you mentioned just now is the same as the gangster brother in Hong Kong movies. Did you beat him again at that time?"

"No, I'm young, not stupid, how can I be so ignorant? Besides, he's not stupid, he just held me up. He's over 30 years old, and there are several subordinates watching him. He bowed and called me Brother Yan, and took me to eat and take a shower, and stuffed 10,000 yuan into my pocket. I couldn't do it. It feels boring, as if I'm begging for food."

"Did you take the money, Brother Yan?" Huazi is really simple-minded.

Wang Yan glanced at him: "Are you going to take it or not?"

"I will definitely take it, but no one will give it to me."

"Then I will definitely take it, I didn't steal or rob, they gave it to me voluntarily, so why should I think about it? Otherwise, we get along well. Let's drink."

So the three of them drank and chatted about all sorts of things. Zhutou and Huazi felt that chatting with Wang Yan was fun...

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