After dinner, Feng Lingyu changed his clothes and prepared to go out.
She and Wei Wuyan made an appointment to go out and do some errands in the afternoon.
She wore a short-sleeved shirt with prints and pleats on the upper body and a black long skirt on the lower body. She tied a belt around her waist to show off her slender waist, and wore a pair of black pointed leather shoes on her feet.
Feng Lingyu is now 168cm tall, and wearing this outfit makes her body proportions look very good.
The whole person looks youthful and beautiful.
After instructing Tuanzi and Jinzi to stay at home and look after the house, she went out with a small white leather bag.
The medicinal materials merchants who came to Shanghai this time heard that his family was a famous wealthy businessman in Hong Kong, named Chen Zenian.
There was a profile picture of him in the newspaper, and he looked very young.
Feng Lingyu was walking down the street carrying a small bag.
Her long black hair and the skirt that swayed as she walked made her a beautiful sight on the street, attracting countless passers-by to stop and look.
There were even young girls who came up to Feng Lingyu with red faces and asked where he bought his shirt and whether it was the latest style from the department store.
Feng Lingyu just shook his head and smiled, explaining that it was made by the elders in the family and was not sold outside.
The girls had to leave disappointed.
Feng Lingyu knew that Chen Zenian had been attending a welcome party hosted by the government these days.
It is well known that Hong Kong businessmen are rich. The government wants to attract Chen Zeming to invest more, so it has been making every effort to entertain him recently.
Feng Lingyu wanted to join in the government welcome party, but of course she didn't do it just for Chen Zenian.
I heard that many factory directors of large factories in Shanghai will attend the welcome party. It would be great if we could get orders from Shanghai pharmaceutical factories.
However, Feng Lingyu was not sure whether Ling Qingyue, that woman, would go.
According to the information Wei Wuyan had found out, Mr. Feng's family was doing very well in the Shanghai Stock Exchange and had connections with many important people.
There is a high possibility that Ling Qingyue will go to a welcome party like this.
"Xiao Yu, here!" Wei Wuyan jumped up and waved across the street.
Many passers-by were attracted by his exaggerated movements.
"I think you don't need to hide anymore. Even if you stand in front of your father like this, he won't recognize who you are." Feng Lingyu said speechlessly.
Why didn't she realize that Wei Wuyan had such a quirky personality before?
"Hey, I was just worried that you couldn't hear me."
Feng Lingyu rolled her eyes: "I'm not deaf."
In order to enter the welcome party, Feng Lingyu must get an invitation or have someone bring her in.
Today Wei Wuyan brought her to meet the person he knew who sold him the clothes.
"Come in quickly, Uncle Meng will be here soon."
Wei Wuyan took Feng Lingyu into a small courtyard.
They usually conduct transactions here.
The Uncle Meng he mentioned is named Meng Xing, and has close ties with a garment factory along the coast.
When Meng Xing first came to Shanghai, he encountered repeated setbacks in his attempts to open up sales channels. The local clothing factories had already occupied the market, and the supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores were no longer willing to order their clothes.
Later, Meng Xing was targeted by a group of thugs and all his money and tickets were robbed.
It was Wei Wuyan who passed by and saved him. At that time, Wei Wuyan was also living in poverty and half of his capital was cheated away.
The two lost people got together and talked.
The Wei family was originally in the clothing business, so Wei Wuyan had a certain sensitivity to clothing. When he saw the shopping album that Meng Xing was carrying, he realized that these clothes still had a market, so he asked him if he could purchase some and sell them.
At first Meng Xing thought Wei Wuyan was joking. How much goods could a young man like him import?
Unexpectedly, Wei Wuyan said seriously that he wanted to sign a contract with him to settle the matter.
Feng Lingyu also knew what happened later. Wei Wuyan gradually established a foothold in the Shanghai Stock Exchange with the help of this clothing business.
After listening to Wei Wuyan's description of Meng Xing, Feng Lingyu had an idea in his mind.
It is estimated that Meng Xing not only represents the factory, but he can also make money from Wei Wuyan personally. Otherwise, why would a staff member be willing to sell clothes on the underground market? This is completely illogical.
After a while, Wei Wuyan led in a middle-aged man with a short flat head and medium height.
Meng Xing has a somewhat dark skin and a chubby face. He smiles whenever he sees people and looks very friendly.
"Uncle Meng, this is the Feng Lingyu I told you about." Wei Wuyan introduced.
Feng Lingyu stood up from the stool and said with a faint smile: "Hello, nice to meet you, I'm Feng Lingyu."
Meng Xing nodded kindly to Feng Lingyu: "Hello, just follow Xiao Wei and call me Uncle Meng. Don't be so formal."
The three of them sat down separately.
"Uncle Meng, have you finished your work?"
As soon as he sat down, Wei Wuyan asked hurriedly.
Meng Xing shook his head solemnly. "It was originally agreed that each visitor could bring one person in, but somehow, the rule was suddenly changed and each person was required to bring one invitation."
"The banquet is about to begin, why are you changing the rules now?" Wei Wuyan frowned and said unhappily.
Normally, this kind of thing would have to be notified a long time in advance.
"No need to think too much, the person who can do this must be the Hong Kong businessman Chen Zenian." Feng Lingyu lowered his eyes, looking a little unhappy.
"Why did he suddenly change the rules?" Wei Wuyan was puzzled.
Meng Xing also looked over with interest, wanting to know what insights this little girl in front of him could have.
"Chen Zenian came here mainly for the medicinal materials business. On the surface, he has no objection to the leaders' arrangements, but in fact he must be very impatient. Maybe he doesn't even want to attend the welcome party, so naturally it would be best if there were fewer and fewer irrelevant people at the banquet."
Feng Lingyu tapped his index finger on the table and spoke thoughtfully.
"Now that you put it, it seems to make sense. But this is too hasty!" Wei Wuyan complained dissatisfiedly.
"He has money in his hands, so he is the boss. Otherwise, no one would rush to please him." Feng Lingyu paused for a moment and continued, "What's more, he wants to invest in US dollars. This is a great opportunity to earn foreign exchange."
The importance of foreign exchange is self-evident, and many important things can be purchased abroad.
"Then is there nothing we can do?" Wei Wuyan said dejectedly. The first time Xiaoyu asked him to help with something, he failed to do it well.
"Uncle Meng, what are the criteria for getting an invitation now?" Feng Lingyu was not discouraged and turned to ask Meng Xing.
Meng Xing now looks at Feng Lingyu with new eyes. He only told her a piece of news, but she was able to quickly grasp the essence of the matter.
He is much more sophisticated in his speech and actions than Wei Wuyan.
Therefore, he did not take it lightly and answered seriously: "You need a formal and legal letter of introduction, preferably from a factory in Shanghai. If it is from another place, it must be a large state-owned factory."
"This requirement is neither high nor low. It depends on how the people below carry it out. The main reason is that there are so many people who want to meet Chen Zenian that invitations are in short supply. If the supply is tight, ordinary small factories will not issue invitations."
Feng Lingyu nodded thoughtfully: "I understand..."
"Xiao Yu, do you have any idea?" Wei Wuyan asked.
"I'm not here for myself this time, so I naturally have to find someone who can solve this problem." Feng Lingyu quickly made up his mind.
Looking at Feng Lingyu's confident eyes, Meng Xing raised his eyebrows. Is there a solution so soon?
It seems that the ordinary friends Xiao Wei mentioned are not ordinary at all...
You know, many factories in Shanghai can’t even get an invitation.
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