Reborn during the early days of China’s reform and opening, the narrator finds himself in the 1980s countryside. In this setting, the past is still a cold reference, yet it is also a fresh start. N...
Zhou Liming is in charge of two groups, one responsible for the west of Hongya City and the other responsible for the north of Hongya City. They also started running on the same day as Wan Feng.
Wan Feng thought that these more than 160 companies would be enough for them to visit for one or two months, but based on the way he visited them on the first day, they should have finished visiting them in more than a week.
He locked all the information he collected on the first day in a drawer and planned to analyze it together after all the information was collected.
According to the regulations, he has to go to Zhang Xuan's place tonight.
"Just give it a good massage. I'm exhausted after running all day. Oh, you stupid woman, you can't even massage your legs properly. Are you massaging your legs? You're just hitting rocks."
Someone was lying on the bed and Zhang Xuan was massaging his calves.
When Wan Feng said "throw a stone", Zhang Xuan burst out laughing and fell on Wan Feng.
"What sins did I commit in my previous life that God gave me two wives in this life? If you want to punish me, you can't punish me like this."
Zhang Xuan didn't like what she heard: "You're taking advantage of me and still acting like a good kid. Just be happy about it."
I'm so happy. No one would be happy if they didn't have a leisurely night.
"How is your Haoli Channel 2 doing now?" The leg has been beaten, and it feels like I have no feeling in it anymore.
"Isn't the second channel just a front? I haven't developed it properly, let alone having thousands of users."
Zhang Xuan built the Haoli 2 station here just as a cover to make it convenient for her to live here.
Holi Stations 1 and 2 have now grown to serve more than 80,000 households. In addition to covering the entire Hongya City, their service scope has also extended to towns and villages in surrounding counties and cities.
HollyPaging is now the largest paging station in Hongya.
Although the number of service households has increased, the service fee is now lower. The monthly service fee has dropped from the original 80 yuan to 40 yuan, and the Hanxian service fee has also fallen below 100 yuan.
In 1992, the paging fever finally began to spread in the city, and paging stations began to appear one after another. Although they did not reach the level of mushrooms after rain, there were still quite a few of them.
There are now no less than five paging stations in Hongya City, and the competition is very fierce. It is normal for service fees to drop significantly under such competition.
There are 80,000 users, and each user pays 400 yuan in service fees per year, which is tens of millions.
In addition, she and Luan Feng control the wholesale rights of pagers. How much money does this woman have now?
It should be over 100 million.
"How much money do you have now?"
"What are you doing? Don't try to touch my money." As soon as the woman touched the money, her fox tail was exposed.
"Look at you, you're such a loser! I care about your little money, I'm just asking. Your man asked how much money you have and you didn't tell him? What do you mean? Are you planning to keep a gigolo to cheat on me?"
Zhang Xuan giggled.
"Don't laugh! Explain yourself to me, or I'll punish you tonight!"
"If I don't explain clearly, I am willing to accept the punishment."
Wan Feng was deflated on the spot. What was wrong with these women? Why were they so shameless?
Early the next morning, Zhao Gang drove over to pick up Wan Feng. They had another trip out today.
Wan Feng looked at the copied registration form. There were still six companies in Qingshan Town, which was enough for them to run around for half a day.
After Qingshan Town, it's Anzishan Township, and then Lifang Town...
Li Taixian?
Wan Feng unexpectedly saw an acquaintance on the registration list of Lifang Town.
Huh? This guy is still alive? I thought he was dead.
Wan Feng recalled that he hadn't seen this guy since he went to Heihe to deceive the Russians.
Oh, it’s been six or seven years.
Didn't this guy go to make leather shoes? Why did he come here to sign up to make leather shoes?
Isn’t this the same thing as the one with leaking vermicelli?
"Today we're going to the Pear House, and then we're going to Gaoling. Today we're going the long way."
"You went to the pear room before you finished walking the green hills yesterday?"
"Going to the Pear Room to see an old friend."
No matter where Zhao was going, we'll go wherever you say.
It is eighty miles from Gushan to Lifang, and another five miles from Jiangwei to Gushan, for a total of about eighty-five miles.
It would take the pickup truck twenty minutes to run at full speed, and more than half an hour at slower speeds, so it was almost eight o'clock when Wan Feng and his friends arrived at the pear house.
There are five companies that have registered in Lifang, the other four are industrial processing companies, and only Li Taixian makes leather shoes.
Wan Feng called the phone number left on the registration book.
"Is that Director Li? It's you! I want 100,000 pairs of leather shoes... Hey, hey! Are you still unconscious?"
There was a thud from the phone, like the sound of a head hitting the table.
What a loser, he's so scared by 100,000 pairs of leather shoes.
"Are you kidding? No kidding! I'm right in front of your factory. If you hand over 100,000 pairs of leather shoes right now, I'll take them away immediately."
The phone was hung up, and two minutes later Li Taixian came out jogging.
This guy seems to have not changed much except that he has aged a little. He still has a shifty look.
Wan Feng rolled down the car window and waved to him.
Li Taixian started rubbing his eyes as soon as he got in front of Wan Feng.
"Be careful not to crush your eyeballs. You can't buy that stuff anywhere else."
"It's you, Mr. Wan!"
"What is Xiao Wan always saying? Who is young?"
As he spoke, Wan Feng opened the car door and got out.
"Li Taixian! I thought you had disappeared from this world. How come you haven't been to Jiangwei for several years? You must have molested someone's wife in Jiangwei and you don't dare to go."
Li Taixian shook his head. "Oh, don't mention it. I don't have the time. A few years ago, my leather shoes became so popular in Dongdan that they were even smuggled over to Chao County. I sell every pair I make. I wish I could break myself into three. How can I have the time to wander around?"
"So you've made a fortune, huh?"
"Those two years were okay, but these past two haven't been so good."
"And then you thought of me? And you, a shoemaker, signed up? What use would I have for a shoemaker like you?"
"Why not? Don't your cars have leather goods? I think your pickup truck would be more upscale if it had leather seats or something!"
Yes! Leather steering wheels and leather seats will be standard features on cars in the future!
This bastard is quite imaginative.
"If you don't go, Jiang Wei will know my situation very well!"
"I just found out about it these past few days. The few people running the industrial business in our pear house suddenly mentioned you the day before yesterday. They said your company was looking for a supporting factory. I did some research and thought I could play a role, so I signed up."
"You know what, you're actually quite useful in this line of work. Genuine leather is useless right now, but you can process high-quality leather."
It's a bit of a waste to use genuine leather for the seats of a microvan, high-grade leather is acceptable.
The original seats were made by the city's leather factory. Wan Feng always felt that the leather factory might go bankrupt, so he had to keep a backup plan. If the leather factory went bankrupt, he would have to look around the world for a seat maker.
Li Taixian just showed up at this time.