Chapter 180 Wen Leyu's Dowry
When Li Ye saw Wen Guohua, he always felt that his eyes today were different from usual, and his smile was meaningful.
"Are you free? I have a few questions I want to discuss with you. Let's find a place to sit for a while!"
"Wait a moment, I have an appointment with Xiaoyu to have dinner together, let's pick her up and join us."
Li Ye turned around and called Wen Leyu, but Wen Guohua said from behind: "No need to pick up my sister, I just want to talk to you."
Li Ye turned a deaf ear and ran to Building 17. When Wen Guohua caught up with him, he had already called Wen Leyu down.
Wen Guohua was very surprised that his sister came downstairs in just over a minute.
He really wanted to ask his sister right now, why did she sleep late at home during the summer vacation and not get up to eat even when her mother called her three or five times, so why is she so quick now?
Wen Leyu was very happy to see Wen Guohua: "Brother, how come you have time to come and see me today?"
Wen Guohua said, "There are some business matters that need to be understood. Didn't you tell mom last time that Li Ye is the economic consultant for Pengcheng Seventh Factory? Isn't that why you are asking him for help?"
Wen Leyu immediately said, "Pengcheng Seventh Factory? Li Ye is just a consultant. If you have any questions, go ask that Jin Peng!"
"I want to, too! But they said that the specific business plan was planned by Consultant Li. If I don't ask him, who can I ask?"
Wen Leyu's big eyes flickered a few times and he looked at Li Ye, and Wen Guohua also looked over at the same time. Both brother and sister's eyes were fixed on Li Ye.
Li Ye's eyes were calm and he smiled calmly, "Brother, please don't use the word 'ask'. If you have any questions, just ask. I don't know anything else, but I know about Pengcheng Seventh Factory."
"Then let's go! I'll take you two to try some delicious food today."
Wen Guohua led the way, taking Wen Leyu and Li Ye into his 212 jeep, and drove all the way to a small restaurant in the south of Chaoyang.
The restaurant is not big, with only a few tables, but the food is surprisingly good.
Li Ye dared to say that he had only tasted food of this level a few times in his two lifetimes.
"The chef of this restaurant is a retired geese. It costs only a few bucks to enjoy a state banquet. Isn't that great?"
"That's right, big brother, say hello to the cook later. I'll bring Wen Leyu over for a meal when I'm free."
"Uh-huh, big brother, go talk to the cook."
Wen Leyu ate his food quickly while making arrangements for his brother.
Wen Guohua almost laughed out of anger. His sister hasn't even married yet! And she's already following her husband's lead?
However, seeing Wen Leyu's eyes, Wen Guohua still went to the kitchen to give instructions, otherwise small customers like Li Ye would not be received.
After Wen Guohua left, Wen Leyu immediately whispered to Li Ye: "You don't have to be afraid of anything. There are some things that only my mother can ask you. My brother won't ask you."
Li Ye looked into Wen Leyu's eyes and said with a sigh: "I don't intend to hide anything. I haven't violated any rules or laws. You can ask whatever you want!"
Wen Leyu waved her hand and said, "No need, we trust you."
“.”
After Wen Guohua came back, he watched Li Ye and Wen Leyu eat patiently. He happily praised his sister for her increased appetite.
After both of them had almost finished eating, Wen Guohua started to talk about business.
He first mentioned Jin Peng's bold words at the negotiation meeting today, and then asked Li Ye: "I don't know if he is just talking nonsense or if he really has such great ambitions. Can you analyze for me how feasible it is?"
Li Ye said frankly without thinking: "The long-term goal of Pengcheng Seventh Factory is indeed to export abroad and earn foreign exchange. Jin Peng is right, and I think the prospects of Xiushui Street are also very good."
"However, in the next two years, Pengcheng Seventh Factory still needs to vigorously develop in the domestic market and accumulate its own strength. Otherwise, how can it afford to go abroad?"
Wen Guohua said: "So, all the business initiatives of Pengcheng Seventh Factory are yours?"
Li Ye nodded and said, "Yes, I actually regard Pengcheng No. 7 Factory as my social practice work to verify some knowledge and ideas in economics and business. Now it seems that the effect is good."
"Your effect is OK, but you are too modest," Wen Guohua said with a smile, "You were not at the negotiation site today, and Jin Peng suddenly made a satellite and paid a deposit of one million."
"And you haven't made any requests yet. Aren't you afraid of making things easier for others by doing this?"
Li Ye looked at Wen Guohua strangely and said, "Brother, I came up with this idea because I saw your name on the list of the reform team. You won't let us suffer any loss, right?"
"Well! I thought you had no desires and were willing to contribute to the capital!"
Wen Guohua finally stood up and said with a smile: "I have learned about Pengcheng Seventh Factory. It can be said to be a model enterprise."
"We operate in a standardized manner, pay taxes according to regulations, treat our employees first-class, and respond to the call from above. I find it hard to imagine that if all units were like you, what would we worry about?"
"Today I asked Jin Peng what difficulties and requests you had, and he told me to ask you directly.
I'm thinking that if you don't open your mouth, I just want to help you get some preferential treatment and solve some hidden troubles, but I don't know which direction to put my efforts in. If that's the case, we really don't dare to accept your money!"
There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. The performance of Pengcheng Factory No. 7 today was a bit abnormal. Not everyone can see the prospects of individual business, so Wen Guohua came to ask Li Ye, and he also had the above meaning.
Li Ye blinked and said, "Brother, if you can give us more stores and stalls after the renovation, that would be great.
In addition, I think Xiushui Market should take on the responsibility of radiating wholesale for the entire northern light industry. When there are any good things like exchange meetings, we can't forget the efforts of Pengcheng Factory No. 7 today!"
“.”
Wen Guohua looked at Li Ye with a smile and said, "You have a big appetite. I'm relieved. Otherwise, I would have thought you were a fool, hehe."
Wen Guohua laughed wantonly, but stopped halfway because anger was already showing on Wen Leyu's little face.
Who are you calling a fool?
"Okay, this is our plan for the renovation of Xiushui Street. Originally, when I first proposed the idea, I wanted to discuss it with you, but someone else in the company was invited.
But this person's ideas are similar to yours, both are very bold and radical, see which advantage he sees."
Wen Guohua took out a stack of information and asked Li Ye to review it.
Li Ye took a quick look at it and was a little surprised, because this plan was indeed "very insightful".
When he turned to the end, he was surprised to find the name of his senior sister Yu Xiufen on it.
Li Ye couldn't help but wonder, if he hadn't talked to Wen Guohua about the idea of renovating Xiushui Street, would this plan still exist?
Will Xiushui Street follow its original historical trajectory and become an open-air commercial street without even electricity?
Li Ye picked up Wen Guohua's pen, hardened his heart, and drew a small area on the renovation plan, which was like chopping a big drumstick off the golden goose that laid eggs.
"Why are you so stingy?"
Wen Guohua said something disdainful, took the pen, and drew a new circle for Li Ye, including the two chicken wings.
Li Ye almost couldn't help laughing.
He suddenly remembered something from his previous life.
That was the first and last time he was dragged to play cards.
I won more than three hundred in two hours and I couldn't stop smiling.
I knew in my heart that it was just a small amount of money, over three hundred yuan, and showing my joy on my face would only make people laugh at me, but my lips couldn't close and I just couldn't control my laughter.
The situation is similar now. Unexpected wealth should be taken by those with virtue.
Li Ye calmly accepted Wen Guohua's "good intentions" and felt that his "cultivation" had reached a new level. He could keep calm even when a lot of money fell into his pocket.
. . . . . .
The place where the three of them had dinner was not far from the Wen family, so after dinner, Wen Guohua drove to the COFCO compound, and then gave the car directly to Li Ye, asking him to pick up Wen Leyu for school tomorrow morning.
Li Ye had a reasonable opinion. There was no traffic jam in Beijing in 1982, so going back and forth tomorrow would only take a few steps on the accelerator.
After Li Ye drove away, Wen Leyu asked Wen Guohua: "Brother, do you have something to ask Li Ye today?"
Wen Guohua glanced at his sister and said, "I originally wanted to ask Li Ye whether they could completely control the Pengcheng Seventh Factory, but I saw that Li Ye didn't seem to care much, so I didn't ask in the end."
Since Wen Guohua was familiar with Pengcheng Factory No. 7 and knew that Li Ye, Jin Peng and Hao Jian were all "vagrants" in Qingshui County a year ago, he could tell with a little speculation that they were affiliated relationships.
Jin Peng is doing so well in Beijing, and now he has also taken over the Xiushui Street Commercial Street. Money is a motivating force, and Wen Guohua can naturally see the hidden worries.
But today Wen Guohua offered to help solve the hidden troubles, but Li Ye didn't say anything. He couldn't take the initiative, right?
Wen Leyu tilted his little head and stared at Wen Guohua with a stern expression, saying nothing.
Wen Guohua understood immediately and said with a laugh, "Alright, alright, no matter what happens, I promise that your dowry will not be taken away by others, okay?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Wen Leyu raised her little foot and kicked Wen Guohua hard, causing Wen Guohua to burst into laughter.
. . . . . .
Jin Peng stood outside the store on Xiushui Street, smoking a cigarette while watching several veterans from his hometown performing the "one-handed brick-clapping" trick.
A stack of three red bricks were placed on a stool and then slapped into six pieces with a loud bang, which drew cheers from the surrounding vendors.
Pengcheng Seventh Factory was rapidly developing in Xiushui Street. It was not without envy and jealousy. How many days had it taken to clean up the bloodstains in the alley next door? That was why Li Ye was anxious to ask his grandfather to send someone over.
When Uncle Hong brought people over, he first sent people to guard the store day and night, and later he would occasionally show off his skills at the door to scare people.
The hard qigong of the 1980s was still quite intimidating. Even hitting wine bottles could be shown on TV evening shows, so it had some intimidating effect.
Old man Wang, who was selling sweet potatoes, came over and exchanged a small piece of sweet potato for a cigarette from Jin Peng.
"Manager Jin, is there any sign of this commercial transformation? How come there is no movement after just one meeting?"
"How should I know? Maybe he has disappeared!"
Jin Peng smiled and tried to fool around with Old Man Wang.
On the surface, the fundraising meeting that day was not very successful. Except for the Pengcheng Seventh Factory launching a satellite whose authenticity was unknown, no one else supported it.
Then the street seemed to have given up and stopped mentioning the matter.
But the reality is that Pengcheng Factory No. 7 alone provided all the funds, even the loan was in place, and construction will begin after this winter and in the early spring of next year.
In the past few days, Boss Hou and his gang seemed to have recovered and started selling clothes again. They also launched a collective price war and wanted to compete with Pengcheng Factory No. 7 again.
Jin Peng was too lazy to pay attention to them. After this year, he, Jin Peng, would have the final say in half of Xiushui Street. Why would a group of smugglers compete with him?
Thinking about what Mr. Duo said half a year ago, "I have the final say in Xiushui", Jin Peng wanted to laugh.
The person who truly has the final say will never say that he has the final say!
"Manager Jin, there's a call for you from Yangcheng."
Suddenly someone came out of the store and called Jin Peng. The Pengcheng Seventh Factory was now thriving, and a telephone had been installed in the Xiushui store.
Jin Peng swallowed the sweet potato in one gulp and trotted over to answer the phone.
"Hey, Lao Hao! What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
“.”
"What did you say?"
In an instant, Jin Peng, who had been full of smiles just now, became frighteningly gloomy.
Sorry for the late update.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
