Chapter 811 Annie

At the Red Heron Restaurant, Fan Xinhua followed the receptionist to the private room and complained as soon as he entered the door.

"Ms. Wang, the decoration of this Red Heron is too old-fashioned. From now on, we should eat at another restaurant."

Miss Wang said angrily: "It would be nice to have some food. Why don't Mr. Fan pay for the treat and you choose the place? I heard that the minimum price for a private room in Zhizhenyuan is two thousand yuan. How about Mr. Fan also take me?" See something?”

Fan Xinhua was immediately frightened when he heard that he had to pay for it himself.

"Ms. Wang, don't make fun of me. I can't raise five hundred yuan now. But when Mr. Bao's order is completed and the factory has money, I will definitely invite Miss Wang to Zhizhenyuan for a delicious meal." pause."

At this moment, the box door was pushed open and A Bao walked in with a smile.

"Oh, Mr. Fan wants to treat you. You can pay for the order later."

Fan Xinhua grimaced: "Mr. Bao, why are you making fun of me?"

Seeing that Fan Xinhua was honest, Abao stopped arguing with him and said to Miss Wang after sitting down.

"Have you contacted the newspapers and fashion magazines?"

Miss Wang nodded: "We have been contacted, and they have promised to reserve the best space for Sanyang."

"That's good. I'll keep in touch with them these days. Sanyang has no reputation at all in the market, so we must not let the publicity slip."

"Okay, I understand."

Fan Xinhua couldn't help but become anxious when he saw that the two of them didn't mention himself at all. "Mr. Bao, what should I do?"

Abao patted Fan Xinhua on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You should take a rest these days. When Sanyang goes on the market, it will be time for you to perform."

"When will Sanyang be launched on the market?"

“When it’s time to go public, it will naturally go public.”

No matter how Fan Xinhua pressed, Abao never revealed the specific time of Sanyang's launch, which made Fan Xinhua feel uncomfortable eating.

Fan Xinhua spent the next week doing nothing, but both Abao and Miss Wang were too busy and had no time to talk to him, which made Fan Xinhua feel like a cat scratching his head, wanting to do something. Well, Abao always said: before it's time for you to come on stage, I'll send you away.

Fortunately, after the news of his cooperation with Abao spread, Fan Xinhua was looked down upon by everyone wherever he went. These days, he unexpectedly received several small orders at the Foreign Trade Building, which can be said to be better than nothing.

On this day, Fan Xinhua came to Huanghe Road again. He originally heard that Miss Wang was inviting people to dinner at Honglu, so he came over to see what she was doing. However, when he passed by Zhizhen Garden, he was stopped by Manager Pan.

"Mr. Fan, you have been here many times, but why don't you come to our Zhizhen Garden to sit down? Do you think we have done something wrong?"

Fan Xinhua laughed sarcastically: "Manager Pan is joking, isn't he very busy recently? When I get busy this time, I will definitely take care of your business."

After Fan Xinhua turned around to leave, Manager Pan walked directly in front of him and said with a smile.

"Mr. Fan, don't leave in a hurry. Our landlady wants to invite you in for a drink, and we hope you can enjoy it."

Fan Xinhua's eyes lit up: "Your boss lady? Is she Miss Li Li?"

"Yeah, who else could it be besides her?"

Since the day Zhizhen Garden opened, legends about Li Li have been circulating on the Yellow River Road. In addition to her mysterious background, the most popular one is about her beauty.

According to rumors, Li Li is not only beautiful, but also has a unique temperament. All the proprietresses on Huanghe Road combined can't compare to one of her fingers.

Of course, these words also attracted a lot of ill will to Li Li. As a woman, who is willing to admit that she is not as beautiful as others?

"I even made an appointment with Miss Wang." Fan Xinhua was hesitant for a moment. The rumored beauty of the landlady was rare to see, not to mention that she wanted to drink with him. How much publicity would it take to spread the word?

Manager Pan couldn't help but pull Fan Xinhua into the private room of Zhizhenyuan.

"Manager Pan, let me be clear first. It was you who brought me in. I am not paying for this box." Fan Xinhua looked at the luxurious decoration in the box. When he thought of the minimum consumption of two thousand yuan, he quickly got vaccinated.

Manager Pan smiled and reassured: "Don't worry, Mr. Fan, our landlady is treating you to this meal."

"Wait a moment, I'll invite our landlady over right now."

"Well, you go ahead."

After Manager Pan left the box, he came to Li Li's office.

"Madam boss, as per your instructions, I have invited Mr. Fan to the private room on the second floor."

Li Li's cold eyes raised slightly, and then he stood up.

"Okay, I understand, you go prepare the food and drinks first."

"Um."

Not long after, Li Li appeared in Mr. Fan's box.

The first time he met Li Li, Mr. Fan's eyes were fixed on her. Mr. Fan thought he had seen many beauties over the years, but no woman had ever given him such a stunning feeling.

"Hello, Mr. Fan."

Finally, Li Li reached out to Fan Xinhua, and he came to his senses, retracted his greedy eyes and held Li Li's hand in embarrassment.

"It's been rumored all along the Yellow River Road that the landlady of Zhizhenyuan is not only beautiful, but also has a great temperament. When I saw her today, she certainly lived up to her reputation."

Li Li calmly withdrew his hand from Fan Xinhua's and said in a cold tone: "Mr. Fan is so complimentary. Please sit down."

At this time, the waiter began to serve the food.

Li Li took the opportunity to introduce the dishes and carefully looked at Fan Xinhua for a while. He couldn't help but frowned slightly. It was rumored that Mr. Bao was a big boss with a net worth of over 100 million yuan. Those who could cooperate with him must have something extraordinary. But the Fan Xinhua in front of him looked rustic and was still so lustful at his age.

However, Li Li did not show a disgusted expression. Since this Fan Xinhua himself had no charm, it meant that he had something that A Bao valued.

"Mr. Fan, I toast you a glass of wine. Thank you for coming to my Zhizhen Garden."

Facing Li Li's toast, Fan Xinhua was a little drunk before he drank it.

"Boss lady, you are too polite. I should thank you for your hospitality."

Li Li toasted Fan Xinhua five glasses of wine in a row, and Fan Xinhua's face was already flushed.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Li Li took the opportunity to ask: "Mr. Fan, I heard that Mr. Bao gave you a big order. If it can catch Mr. Bao's eye, it must be a good thing, right?"

"Of course, I told you that the products produced by our factory are of excellent quality. You know Montagut, our production cost is less than a quarter of its same effect."

Fan Xinhua looked completely defenseless in the face of beauty, but there was a hint of cunning hidden in the depths of his eyes. Li Li wanted to get information from him, and he also wanted to promote the technology of his factory to the outside world through Li Li.

Although A Bao is very capable, what if the Sanyang brand fails? He also has to leave a way out for himself.

Li Li's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Oh, it turns out that Mr. Fan has such technology in his hands, which is amazing."

"Alas, it's a pity that it's a market economy now, not like before. If you only have technology but no sales, you will be controlled by others." Fan Xinhua said with emotion.

This time, Li Li did not take over the conversation, but continued to pour wine for Fan Xinhua.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Li Li saw that the time was almost right, so he asked: "Mr. Fan has such a good product, why bother hanging on a tree?"

"Boss lady, you are joking. Mr. Bao's strength is obvious to all. If I don't cooperate with him, who else can I cooperate with?"

"Mr. Bao is indeed very powerful, but there seems to be more than one powerful boss in Shanghai, right?"

Fan Xinhua's eyes lit up: "Does the boss lady have a suitable candidate?"

"If Mr. Fan has this intention, I can help you find one." Li Li smiled calmly.

"Then thank you."

After eating and drinking, Fan Xinhua staggered out of Zhizhen Garden. At this time, the lights were on, and the billboards on Huanghe Road were like fireflies, constantly flashing colorful lights.

Holding a briefcase, Fan Xinhua looked back at the sign of Zhizhen Garden, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. When he walked into Honglu Restaurant, there was no sign of stumbling at all.

"Which box is Miss Wang in? I'm her friend. Please take me to her."

"Okay, please follow me."

Led by the waiter, Fan Xinhua came to the door of a box. When he opened the door, he saw Miss Wang and several young men and women singing in the box.

"Annie, I can't lose you"

Miss Wang was a little surprised by Fan Xinhua's appearance: "Mr. Fan, why are you here?"

Fan Xinhua winked at her. Miss Wang put down the microphone, said hello to the others, and came out of the box with Fan Xinhua.

When they arrived outside the Honglu Restaurant, Fan Xinhua complained.

"I've been as anxious as an ant on a hot pot these days. Mr. Bao didn't answer the phone, and you're still singing Annie with others."

"Miss Wang, what exactly are you and Mr. Bao planning? You have to tell me the truth, right? You know that the success of Sanyo is related to the survival of our factory. The factory called to ask me about the progress, but I don't know how to tell them. You can't do this. We said we were friends, why are you doing this behind my back?"

Miss Wang glared at Fan Xinhua and said, "Do you think I'm singing with others here because I have nothing to do? Those people above are either reporters from the newspaper or editors of "Fashion" magazines. I gave up my date with my fiancé to help you with socializing. You think my kindness is being taken for granted, right? Fine, go up and accompany them."

Fan Xinhua knew he was in the wrong, so he apologized, and only then did he appease Miss Wang. After the two went upstairs, Fan Xinhua also joined the karaoke, holding the microphone and shouting.

"Annie."

Towards the end of November, "Sanyang" advertisements began to be published in newspapers in Shanghai. At first, they did not cause any disturbance. Since newspapers allowed advertisements, people were no longer surprised by this.

However, with the release of the latest issue of "Fashion" magazine, many white-collar workers in Shanghai learned that domestic brands can also achieve the same quality as "Montagut".

Of course, that's all. The "Sanyang" brand is still an unknown little transparent brand in Shanghai.

Fan Xinhua was getting more and more impatient. Hangzhou had already produced 300,000 "Sanyang" brand T-shirts. The deposit given by Abao had been used up. If the remaining 500,000 orders were to be completed on time, the factory would have to pay in advance.

If "Sanyang" did not sell well and Abao defaulted on the balance, the factory would go bankrupt.

Fan Xinhua called Abao, but the other party either perfunctorily or did not answer at all, which made Fan Xinhua unable to sleep all night.

At this time, Li Li threw an olive branch to him again, saying that she wanted to introduce a boss to him.

After hesitating for a moment, Fan Xinhua agreed to the appointment.

However, when he arrived at Zhizhen Garden, he found that the boss Li Li called was just a young boy, and he immediately looked at him with suspicion.

"Mr. Fan, this is Mr. Wei." Li Li introduced each other.

Fan Xinhua had a simple smile on his face: "This Mr. Wei looks quite young."

Mr. Wei was not stupid, and naturally heard that the other party was questioning his strength, so he said to Li Li: "Boss, please bring the most expensive dish on your menu to the table. It's a rare day of happiness. I will have a drink with Mr. Fan."

"Okay, please wait."

Seeing the young Mr. Wei's lavish spending, Fan Xinhua also looked at him with some respect.

"Is Mr. Wei also in the clothing business?"

Mr. Wei crossed his legs: "My family is in the leather business, but I don't like it very much, so I came to Shanghai to try my luck. I will do whatever makes money."

Fan Xinhua understood as soon as he heard it. It turned out that he was a rich second generation who wanted to start a business with a whimsical idea.

Thinking of this, Fan Xinhua could not help but look at Li Li with complaint. So you are introducing such a person to me?

Li Li smiled faintly: "Mr. Fan, Mr. Bao started his business at the same age as Mr. Wei. Besides, the funds that Mr. Bao could mobilize at that time were not as sufficient as Mr. Wei. What do you think?"

Fan Xinhua's expression eased a little after hearing this.

Mr. Wei was also a little unhappy that he dared to question his strength.

"Mr. Fan, I'll tell you the truth. The reason I want to talk to you is mainly to see what business Mr. Bao is talking to you about."

Don't you doubt me? I also tell you that if it weren't for Mr. Bao's golden signboard, I would not be interested in your broken factory at all.

Fan Xinhua was a little embarrassed when his shortcomings were exposed, but his impression of the young Mr. Wei also changed. At least the other party knew his details and was not completely a playboy.

Li Li saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he took the opportunity to serve the dishes to smooth things over.

"You two should try the dishes from my Zhizhen Garden. If you have anything to say, let's drink slowly and talk slowly."

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere at the table was not as tense as before.

Mr. Wei was still young after all, and couldn't help but say to Fan Xinhua: "Mr. Fan, now that we've come to this point, you have to let me know what kind of business you and Mr. Bao are doing, right?"

Fan Xinhua calmly took out a sample from his briefcase and demonstrated it with a lighter.

Mr. Wei's eyes lit up, he snatched it and tried it himself, and found that it really didn't burn with a lighter, so he immediately became interested.

"Mr. Fan, how much does Mr. Bao give you for each piece, I'll give you an extra 1.5 yuan for each piece."