Ye Qianwen went to look for someone.
Wan Feng didn't know anyone so he could only sit there and had no mood to chat with others.
Yang Jianguo was also a quiet person, and the two of them just sat there motionless like clay figures.
More than ten minutes later, Ye Qianwen came back in a hurry.
"Boss Wan! I found the Yin Zhenfei you were looking for."
Wan Feng immediately perked up: "Where is it?"
"He's in the southwest corner behind us, over there!" Ye Qianwen pointed to the right rear of Wan Feng.
Wan Feng looked back and saw a middle-aged man sitting alone in the southwest corner.
The middle-aged man sat there with his head down, looking a little listless.
Wan Feng's seat was already far back; they sat in the middle of the third row from the bottom, while the other party simply sat in the first row from the bottom.
It seemed like he was the only one sitting in the last row, and he was sitting in a corner.
Wan Feng remembered that in his previous life, when the Internet introduced Yin Zhenfei, he said that he was very low-key. Now it seems that it is true.
But now I see that he is not only low-key, but also seems to be in a bad mood.
"Sixth Brother, you can go and socialize now. Brother Yang can go look around. I'm going to go talk to Yin Zhenfei."
Ye Qianwen had just asked at least fifty people before he finally found out about Yin Zhenfei. It seemed that he was from a small company with only more than twenty people. He didn't understand why Wan Feng valued him so much.
Wan Feng came to Yin Zhenfei's side: "Hello!"
Yin Zhenfei looked up at the young man in front of him, blinked a few times, and then asked in a surprised tone: "Hello, who are you?"
Wan Feng sat down next to Yin Zhenfei and took out a business card and handed it to Yin Zhenfei.
The business card Wan Feng used this time was different from the one he used to fool people the first time.
Because he took the lead in using business cards, he persuaded all the factory owners, big and small, to print a dozen business cards and carry them with them. This forced the art clubs to work hard on their business cards.
Now the art club at Wahou Market can produce more than a dozen types of business cards of different grades.
Wanfeng uses the best quality hard plastic business cards, similar to the second-generation ID cards, which give people a thick feeling.
Yin Zhenfei took the business card and looked at it carefully.
General Manager of Nanwan Group, Bohai City, Beiliao Province: Wan Feng.
Below is the company's detailed address, telephone number, zip code, fax number, etc.
The north side is printed with business projects: mechanical processing and manufacturing, and electronic product research and development.
The four words "Nanwan Group" made Yin Zhenfei respectful. He once worked in Nanyou Group. Any enterprise that dares to call itself a group is not an ordinary enterprise.
"Manager Wan, I don't have a business card. My name is Yin Zhenfei, and I'm the manager of a small factory."
Yin Zhenfei was too embarrassed to introduce the name of his company. It was too small, a small enterprise with less than 30 employees.
"Manager Yin, are you thirty years old?" Wan Feng sat down next to Yin Zhenfei.
Yin Zhenfei was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "I was born in 1944, so I want to be 30."
Yin Zhenfei is forty-five years old this year.
"Then I have to call you uncle, Uncle Yin! You really don't look forty-five. I thought you were in your thirties."
"Alas! Youth is gone and can never be returned. How wonderful it would be if I were thirty."
"Uncle Yin! Everyone's chatting animatedly. I'm from the north and don't know anyone. I turned around and saw you sitting here alone. We're both part of the same world, so maybe we have something in common. That's why I took the liberty to come over. I hope you won't be angry?"
"What's there to be angry about, Manager Wan..."
"Uncle Yin! Just call me Xiao Wan."
"Xiao Wan! Are you coming to Shenzhen to start a company here?"
Wan Feng shook his head: "It's to do some business, number two is here."
Yin Zhenfei was surprised: "The New Year is only twenty days away, and you're still here to do business? And why are you here?"
Since he is not setting up an office in Shenzhen, Wan Feng is not qualified to join this social gathering under normal circumstances.
"My friend is in the construction business in Shenzhen, and I came with him to watch the fun. As for the question of why you're out here during the Lunar New Year, Uncle Yin! We businessmen often have no choice but to go out."
"That's right!" Yin Zhenfei felt the same way.
"Uncle Yin! What projects does your company undertake?"
Wan Feng's question made Yin Zhenfei a little embarrassed. Yes! What does his company do now?
Although Yin Zhenfei was born in Guizhou, he has the straightforwardness and generosity of a northerner. He had been in the army before 1982. The long-term separation between the two places made him decide to go to the local area as a professional in 1982.
Yin Zhenfei, who just retired from the army, still retains his deep affection for friends and his military style of treating people sincerely, but this style is really not suitable for the business world.
Soon after he arrived at the place, he was deceived because he trusted his friend too much, and he was unable to collect a payment of 2 million yuan for goods.
Two million in the 1980s was a staggering sum of money.
He lost his job and got divorced.
When he was at his wit's end, he was introduced to Xianggang Kanghui Company to do switch business.
When Huawei was founded in 1987, it was still Kanghui who shipped switches to the mainland.
But at the end of last year, due to a business dispute, Kang Hui stopped supplying goods, and Yin Zhenfei didn't know what he should do now.
But he couldn't say he was doing nothing, so he replied, "I'm in the switch business, acting as an agent for others."
"How's business?" Wan Feng took out a bag of red camellia from his pocket, tore open the seal, took out a tea and handed it to Yin Zhenfei.
Yin Zhenfei didn't take the cigarette: "I don't smoke, business is not very good."
"Being an agent for someone else takes most of the money, and you're also under their control, Uncle Yin! Why don't you do it yourself? Switching a switch doesn't seem that difficult, does it?"
Yin Zhenfei felt tired after hearing this.
Is this how young people talk these days? What do you mean by "making a switch is easy"?
"Xiao Wan! What does your company do?"
"My business card says it all: Mechanical Processing and Manufacturing, Electronic Product Research and Development."
"Is that true what's written on your business card?"
This time when it comes to Wan Feng, I feel tired. If it's not true, why would I print it?
Yin Zhenfei had been cheated before, so naturally he didn't care much about what was written on the business card. Who knew whether it was true or false?
Ever since he was cheated, everyone looks like a liar to him, especially Wan Feng, who is a young boy with not much hair on his mouth.
A young man in his twenties said he was the general manager of a group. Now I think it doesn’t make sense.
"Uncle Yin! Of course everything printed on the business card is true."
"So what kind of electronic products does your company develop?" Yin Zhenfei asked casually out of politeness, but in his heart he had already classified Wan Feng as a liar.
"CPU, memory! And the development of some peripheral chips."
Wan Feng's words further confirmed Yin Zhenfei's position on Wan Feng. It was certain that he was a little liar.
I was wondering: Are scammers getting younger nowadays?
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