Grandma Yan didn't want them to divorce. The two children were still young. Listening to Tang Jianjun's complaints, she knew in her heart that this guy was Tang Xiaoling's nemesis. As long as he was alive, Tang Xiaoling wouldn't be able to cause any trouble. Once he died, the children would be grown up, and it would be up to them whether they divorced or messed around.
Having figured out the ending, Grandma Yan quickly composed herself, picked up her wine glass, and toasted with Tang Jianjun. Cuihua panicked, and Nannan repeatedly told her that Grandma could drink and smoke as she pleased, but she could drink once a day, and each time she could not exceed one ounce. She could smoke twice a day, and the tobacco could only be laid flat in the pipe and could not be pressed down.
Grandma Yan drank her wine at noon, so she couldn't drink it in the evening. Cuihua stopped her from pouring more wine, but Grandma Yan suggested replacing her sobbing with drinking. She had only smoked once today.
Cuihua was dumbfounded. Is this even allowed? Nannan didn't say whether it was allowed or not.
Yan Xiaoqiang laughed to death. His mother was getting more and more outrageous. Since his in-laws were coming today, he might as well have another half a ounce of wine and continue smoking.
Grandma Yan laughed: "Great!"
Seeing the happy Yan family, Tang Jianjun felt even more disdain for his daughter. He was truly ungrateful and blamed himself for being incompetent and failing to properly raise his daughter.
Southwest originally wanted to move to the rented house with Tang Jianjun, but Grandma Yan disagreed. She said, "You are Nannan's second brother and a child of the Yan family. How will outsiders view you if you live in a rented house with your father-in-law? How will Nannan feel?"
If you get into university next year and bring your children and wife over, then whether you move out to rent or buy a house, we have no objection whatsoever.
Grandma's words were a wake-up call for Yan Xinan. He realized that his perspective was too narrow. If he was capable, he shouldn't be working in the furniture factory. If he wasn't capable, why was he being so pretentious?
Seeing Southwest's sudden realization, Grandma Yan was worried. "He's a father of two, how is his brain working?"
Southwest began intensive research and development. The items designed by Nan Nan were exquisite and practical, not only maximizing storage functionality but also featuring eye-catching designs.
When Tang Jianjun saw these design drawings, his eyes almost popped out. He patted Xinan on the shoulder and said, "No wonder your family dotes on Nannan so much. If Nannan were my daughter, I would cherish her and not want anything else."
Southwest proudly puffed out her chest, "My Nan Nan is incredibly capable, but I won't tell anyone."
The original union has become the personnel department, and the original factory office has become the research and development room. But Southwest is still busy in his factory director's office, carrying tools and wood to work on things. Except for eating, drinking, and going to the toilet, he sometimes even sleeps here. The office is full of sawdust and semi-finished products. When the cleaners want to come in to clean, Southwest chases them out.
He had Shen Shaohua put up a "No Entry" sign on the door. All the items were the latest models, and there were also blueprints designed by Nan Nan. They couldn't be leaked. Xu Da knew the importance of this, so he had people keep watch nearby 24 hours a day. No one was allowed to approach the R&D room or the factory director's office except for those designated by the factory director.
When Yan Xiaonan saw this scene on Saturday, he secretly laughed and thought that the research and development room was more secretive than the secret service. He thought that once the product was developed, it would still be known and imitated. The thought of imitation startled Yan Xiaonan.
How could such a crucial step be overlooked? Imitations are always sold cheaply, but our own products are so expensive—who are we going to sell them to? I quickly told Southwest about this loophole, and Southwest was shocked too. Someone would imitate us—how could they be so shameless?
Yan Xiaonan didn't want to say much about shamelessness. As the economy develops, such things will become commonplace. What needs to be addressed now is how to plug this loophole.
Yan Xiaonan came up with three options: have Southwest produce the low-end version first, with a slightly different style, making it a bit rougher, reducing the difficulty, and making the workmanship a bit rougher, so that it can be seen at a glance that it was made by a junior worker or an apprentice.
Then they made the mid-range models, which were a bit bulky in design, with passable workmanship but mediocre quality. That was the kind of work done by junior or intermediate workers.
Finally, the high-end product is the original version of the design, which is the best in terms of style, quality, and materials, and of course, the most attractive price.
Southwest smiled, her worried heart finally at ease: "Nannan, we'll do this for all our products from now on, so they won't have any chance to take advantage of us."
Tang Jianjun nodded repeatedly. The market is only so big, and purchasing power varies. Nan Nan's approach basically covers all consumer groups. The Beijing Furniture Factory will definitely carry it forward.
Yan Xiaonan sat in his office, doodling on a newspaper to cultivate his inspiration, while Mao Tou and the others had already arrived in Beijing and headed straight for Peking University.
They had forgotten that it was the weekend. Apart from students from other places, local students, or students who had residences in Beijing, everyone had gone home. The old gatekeeper knew that Yan Xiaonan lived in a courtyard house, but there were so many courtyard houses in Beijing that the old man couldn't give a specific answer.
When Maotou learned that the Yan family had actually bought a courtyard house in the capital, he couldn't help but gape. This Yan family is really something else.
Ah Long was tempted. Courtyard houses in Beijing! Why not buy two or three, one for Mao Tou, one for Atie, and one for Bei Nan? If the price was right, he could get one for himself too.
The three of them found a guesthouse to stay in. When A-Tie learned that his brother had this idea, he strongly agreed, saying that no one would complain about having too many houses. The two of them started wandering around the capital. With the shrewdness they had developed from their time in the black market, they found a way in just two days.
Those real estate brokers who specialize in buying and selling houses do own houses, but the prices are not what Yan Xiaonan and his group bought. A one-courtyard house is already priced at 10,000 yuan and there is no room for negotiation. A two-courtyard house is three times more expensive, and a three-courtyard house is available but not for sale.
Those grand mansions of the princes were divided into two-courtyard and three-courtyard sections. Selling them separately not only made them easier to sell, but also increased their total price. For example, Ye Chen'er's two-courtyard siheyuan and Ye Chenming's three-courtyard siheyuan were both divided mansions.
Those houses were already bought up by truly wealthy and well-connected people. They not only bought all the dismantled courtyard houses, but also spent a lot of money to restore them to their original state. They probably thought they could play the role of princes at home.
When the landlord heard that the other party wanted four courtyard houses, and if there were no three-courtyard houses, he would buy a two-courtyard house, and if there were no two-courtyard houses, he would buy a one-courtyard house, the landlord readily agreed. There were no three-courtyard houses available at the moment, not many one-courtyard houses, but there were a few two-courtyard houses available, but he needed to give himself time, and the locations might not be the same.
Brother Tie took out 10,000 yuan from his bag and handed it to the landlord: "I'll write a receipt and give you the deposit."
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