She couldn't bring herself to do it.
No, or rather, she felt that she had no way to make Wang Shouren make a choice, and Wang Shouren would not make a choice either. If he had to make a choice, Wang Shouren would most likely deal with the person who raised the question.
Her pride made her not want to stay any longer, but the scent emanating from Wang Shouren made her unable to resist getting closer.
After much deliberation, I decided to stay in Hong Kong.
What could better nurture Wang Siren in Hong Kong? What could better help Wang Shouren manage his shop in Hong Kong?
That's just an excuse.
Both sides know that these are just excuses.
This was the excuse Lou Xiao'e made for herself after her setback.
Wang Shouren didn't say anything, but it was clear that the girl didn't intend to let him go.
He was tormented all night, being hit and bitten, and the worst part was that the thing couldn't fight back. When had Mr. Wang ever suffered such treatment?
But today, they actually succeeded.
Early in the morning, Wang Shouren got up and tidied his things. He moved very gently and slowly walked out of the room.
After Wang Shouren left the room, Lou Xiao'e opened her eyes. She stared blankly at the ceiling, sighed softly, and closed her eyes again. Her thoughts were racing, and she couldn't fall asleep.
Today's trip went smoothly, and there wasn't much traffic.
As arranged by the shipping magnate, we traveled on his own ship to Shenzhen, and then took a train to Beijing.
The tickets were specially arranged by the higher-ups.
In fact, Wang Shouren misjudged the current driving conditions.
They arrived in Beijing on the morning of the sixth day of the lunar new year.
Fortunately, someone above him cleaned up his mess; reportedly, Li Weiguo received a severe scolding from above.
Wang Shouren booked the Friendship Hotel, which was quite characteristic of the era.
Lou's father never expected this. He had come out with the government hoping to earn some money and give back to his hometown, but unexpectedly, he ended up meeting a high-ranking official. He was emotional, but the stares of Li Weiguo and the other high-ranking official, who had come with him, at Wang Shouren were less than harmonious. God knows just how much trouble Wang Shouren had gotten them into.
Li Weiguo and the top leader first visited each other, and after exchanging pleasantries, they led the group to the Great Hall of the People.
This gesture left them somewhat flattered. The Great Hall of the People was a prestigious place; this was a sign of utmost respect. Now, the shipping magnate and the Huo family were even more eager to invest in the mainland. If they had any reservations before, they were now certain that the country was indeed looking to make some changes.
Wang Shouren followed silently behind the group. He had seen the leader before, but the last time he saw him was back in 1976, when he saw him from afar. He hadn't seen him since.
In this kind of situation, it's best to keep a low profile.
However, to his surprise, after the leader greeted them, he specifically came over to him and said "You've worked hard."
Goodness, the meaning of "hard work" here is quite different.
Wang Shouren immediately realized: "It's all what we should do, to serve the people!"
"Good, good, serving the people is good!" The leader smiled and nodded at him, then turned and sat down in the main seat.
This time, the topic wasn't cars, but the future development of the domestic shipping industry. Bao, the shipping magnate, clearly stated that he wanted to return to invest in the shipping industry and make some investments in his hometown as a way of giving back to his hometown. He also wanted to go back and ask the leader if it was convenient.
The shipping magnate was not from Hong Kong; he was born in Ningbo, Zhejiang. The older generation still has a strong love for their hometown.
However, these exchanges had little to do with Wang Shouren.
We chatted for quite a while, all morning. At lunchtime, the senior leader brought over the prepared agreements and contracts, signed them, and even took photos as a memento.
Afterwards, Bao Chuanwang and his entourage returned to the hotel, where they were personally escorted by officials from above.
But Wang Shouren's troubles had only just begun.
The senior leader and Li Weiguo stared at him, as if they would immediately pin him to the ground if he even considered leaving.
The private room was empty except for the three of them; it seemed to have been reserved specifically for them.
The high-ranking leader gave Li Weiguo a look, and Li Weiguo glared fiercely at Wang Shouren, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and tossed it over: "Wang Shouren, congratulations on your fortune!"
Wang Shouren: ...
Holy crap, for no apparent reason, I'm getting this Li Yunlong vibe from head to toe.
When his superiors said those words, he knew something was wrong.
"The regulations regarding the liberalization of motorcycles have been approved by the higher-ups. After the New Year, your factory's motorcycles can be officially sold to the public. Those department stores you talked to can also sell them there. However, I heard that your motorcycles are selling quite well in Hong Kong, aren't they?" Li Weiguo said this through gritted teeth.
"Ahem, it's so-so." Wang Shouren coughed twice.
Actually, he wasn't very clear either.
After Qin Shou left, a total of three months passed. When he left, he took one hundred motorcycles with him. In October, he asked him for another five hundred. At that time, his production capacity could not keep up, and he also had to supply the post office and the police station, which led to a shortage of goods. It was not until late November that the goods were delivered.
In December, they asked Wang Shouren for another thousand units, but he still couldn't produce them because the post office, after conducting some testing, increased the order. The actual shipment didn't happen until January.
In other words, Qin Shou took a total of 1,600 motorcycles from him.
Is this a large quantity?
To be honest, it was quite large, but not that huge. After all, the South was focused on reform and opening up, and the number of wealthy people was increasing, so this figure wasn't significant. However, after arriving in Hong Kong, Wang Shouren learned that, wow, they had directly sold all 1,000 units in Hong Kong shops, and they were all sold. They earned a total of HK$3,888,800.
That translates to nearly 780,000 US dollars.
780,000 is nothing to a country, but the key is that this is just a preliminary stage. Anyone can understand what this means.
Actually, it's not entirely Wang Shouren's fault. He genuinely didn't know before he went. It was only after he arrived, and with so many people looking for him on the plane, that he vaguely sensed something was amiss. Seriously, in this day and age, not everyone understands what his BJ80 means. Only a tiny fraction of people do. So why would so many people be so optimistic about him?
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