Chapter 240 Don't disturb me, I'm studying hard and making progress every day
"Li Ye, there's a telegram for you."
"Thank you! I'll get it right away."
Li Ye went to get the telegrams, and there were actually two of them. One was from Dong Yuejin, and the other was from his grandfather Li Zhongfa from his hometown, both asking Li Ye to call them back as soon as possible.
Li Ye did not dare to delay. He went to the Peking University Post and Telecommunications Office, queued for ten minutes, and called Li Zhongfa first.
"Grandpa, you're sending me a telegram in a hurry. Is there something urgent?"
"Yes, there is something," Li Zhongfa said in a deep voice, "your grandfather Liu called me today and said there will be a literature discussion meeting in Shanghai on May Day. Would you like to go and learn from him so that you don't get troubled by some ignorant people in the future?"
"Long experience?"
Li Ye understood that Liu Zhengqing's intention to call him over to broaden his horizons was fake, and his real intention was to show his love for him.
Don't think that Seven-Inch Blade is just a wildcatter from a small county town; he has a backer.
Li Ye smiled and asked Li Zhongfa: "Grandpa, did Grandpa Liu say anything to you?"
"What else can I say?" Li Zhongfa said unhappily, "Since you want to attack those guys, why don't you inform him in advance? If he had been prepared, how could he let those two people go so easily?"
"Light and fluttering?" Li Ye said in surprise: "Can you still call this light and fluttering? I think they want to kneel down and beg for mercy."
"What's that? Spit can kill people, so don't be soft-hearted," Li Zhongfa said disdainfully, "If you don't kill the snake, you will suffer from it. And your grandfather Liu said that you should teach everyone a lesson once and make them not have the courage to fight with you in the future. That's the best way."
Wow, the one who crawled out of the pile of dead bodies is different. It’s okay that Li Zhongfa has the eyes of a dragon and a tiger, but Liu Zhengqing, who has a gentlemanly and elegant image, is also so “decisive and ruthless”.
Li Ye thought for a while and said, "I may not be able to have time on May Day. How about waiting until the summer vacation? I will provide the funds and you can organize a few old comrades to go to Shanghai to get together and thank them by the way."
"Why not thank my old comrades for coming to Shanghai to reunite? That's settled then."
Li Zhong was stunned for a moment, then immediately agreed.
There were six or seven people who survived from the old six company, and he missed them terribly these days!
After hanging up the call with Li Zhongfa, Li Ye called Blue Ocean Publishing House again.
"Brother Dong, do you need me for something?"
"Brother Li Ye, I don't have anything to ask you, someone else has something to ask you! Hahaha~"
As soon as Dong Yuejin opened his mouth, Li Ye could smell a strong sense of gloating.
Li Ye said calmly: "What do you mean?"
Dong Yuejin smiled and said, "A few days ago, Chai Conan and Wan Zhiyue called me and spoke harshly, as if they were looking for a score. I pushed back, and guess what happened?"
"They came to me this morning and said they wanted to meet you for a chat. What do you think they were going to talk about? Hahaha~"
Li Ye smiled faintly and asked back: "Then did you agree to him?"
"I would never agree to them," Dong Yuejin said, "I wasn't there when those two people were bullying you.
Later I approached them, but they were stubborn and refused to buy into my proposal, saying it was a normal literary discussion. Now that I want to give in, can I agree to their proposal? "
Dong Yuejin paused, and suddenly asked Li Ye: "Brother Li Ye, do you want to forgive them? In that case..."
Li Ye was very surprised and said, "What do you mean by forgiveness or not? I have never blamed them."
Dong Yuejin: “.”
Li Ye added: "Their experiences are part of normal literary discussions. What does it have to do with a small author like me?"
What Li Ye said was the truth. At this point, it really had nothing to do with Li Ye anymore.
If the works of Chai Conan and Wan Zhiyue are really good, then perhaps true gold is not afraid of fire, but under the current circumstances, there are not too many people who want to step on them.
Dong Yuejin was silent for a long while before he chuckled twice and said, "Yes, yes, yes, this is absolutely none of your business, so don't take it upon yourself, brother!"
"Yeah, thank you for your concern, Brother Dong. I will pay attention to it. It's okay. I'm hanging up now!"
"Don't hang up yet, don't hang up yet, there is one more thing."
When Dong Yuejin heard that Li Ye was about to hang up, he hurriedly said, "The company held a meeting yesterday and decided that in the future, you will be allocated a foreign exchange quota of one thousand US dollars every quarter for the reprinting fees from Hong Kong Island."
"So generous?"
This time Li Ye was really surprised. Pei Wencong paid Blue Ocean 10,000 US dollars in reprint fees every quarter. It was estimated that there were 3,000 people who could reach Blue Ocean.
Just these three thousand US dollars, countless people are watching, and it was all converted into great unity for Li Ye before. Now that we can only give Li Ye one thousand, it can be considered a loss.
Dong Yuejin also said proudly: "How about it, brother, I did a good job on this matter! There was a lot of noise at the meeting yesterday, but I still managed to get it for you in the end."
"Thank you so much for this, Brother Dong. How about this!" Li Ye said without hesitation: "Leave a few hundred dollars every quarter. I don't like to participate in any activities. Help me maintain various relationships."
"Brother Li Ye, what are you talking about? It's really not necessary. There's really no need for our relationship."
"Okay, I have something else to do, I'm hanging up now!"
"Hey, hey, that's good, that's good."
After hanging up the phone, Dong Yuejin was stunned for a long time before shaking his head and laughing.
"He has abilities, works, a backer, and he's open-minded. Why do you have to step on him when you can step on anyone else? Are popular novels not novels? Are you looking down on me? Really?"
. . . . . . . .
The matter between Chai Conan and Wan Zhiyue was actually just a small matter in Li Ye's eyes.
In his opinion, no matter how big the incident becomes, it is far less important than laying a few more bricks and tiles in economic development or earning a few more tens of thousands of yuan at the Canton Fair.
Developing productivity and earning money overseas to feed back to the mainland is Li Ye’s undisputed “main business”.
By mid-April, the Pengcheng No. 7 Factory, which had been prepared for a long time, finally made its debut at the Canton Fair.
In the three days before the opening, Hao Jian called Jin Peng every day and sent telegrams to Li Ye, reporting the daily "achievements" in detail to the capital.
【On April 15, two transactions were completed with a transaction value of US$70,000.】
[On April 16, we successfully joined forces with Seris Company, with a transaction volume of 300,000 US dollars.]
【The transaction volume on April 17 was $90,000. 】
Li Ye looked at the pitiful numbers on the telegram and couldn't help but ask Jin Peng to tell Hao Jian a message.
[Don’t do a $500,000 business in the future. Don’t bother me from studying hard and making progress every day.]
A set of goods that sells for dozens of yuan in the mainland has an export price of only a few dollars, and each order only has a quantity of a few thousand pieces. How much money can you make?
That $300,000 order was won by our own company in Hong Kong. Is this worth reporting to me, the big boss, and taking credit for it?
Li Ye didn't know how Hao Jian would react after knowing what he said, but after hearing it, Jin Peng's expression was quite interesting.
Five hundred thousand dollars, wow, that's US dollars, not solidarity.
But just when Li Ye thought he could have a few days of peace and quiet, Jin Peng suddenly came to him in a mad manner.
"Xiao Ye, our clothes have been counterfeited."
"It's a fake, so why are you so anxious? Didn't we expect this? It can't be real if it's fake."
"No, they were counterfeiting at the Canton Fair. They were fighting among themselves to steal our business and ruined two deals in a row. That's really too much."
"There's no need to rush!"
Li Ye smiled calmly, not in a hurry at all.
Fenghua clothing has been on the market for more than a month, so counterfeiting is bound to occur, and with the attraction of exporting and earning foreign exchange, it is not surprising that anything happens.
Li Ye followed Jin Peng and got on his Beijing 130 and headed to the office of Pengcheng Factory No. 7.
In one year, this 130 had trained seven or eight drivers, and at the same time it was in a very dilapidated state, making a lot of clanging noises when running.
Li Ye rolled up the car window and said jokingly, "Brother Peng, you keep saying that our new car will be here soon. When will it arrive? You guys are almost breaking this car apart."
"Hey Xiaoye, why are you still concerned about the car at this hour? We have worked hard to prepare for so long, but now someone has taken advantage of us. We don't know how many cars we have lost!"
"It won't be lost, don't worry."
Li Ye leaned on the back seat of the 130 and closed his eyes calmly.
Hao Jian and Jin Peng still have objective limitations in their vision, but Li Ye did not tell them all the calculations in advance, otherwise they would think that they, as the boss, are useless.
He had to make Hao Jian and Jin Peng anxious from time to time to show Li Ye's irreplaceable position and value.
. . . . . . .
Guangzhou, Canton Fair Liuhua Complex.
Hao Jian walked back and forth outside the management office, waiting for the staff to help him solve the problem.
However, after Hao Jian made several requests, he only received responses like "we are studying it, wait patiently, don't engage in unfair competition, and don't affect the international image."
Unfair competition? Who is actually engaging in unfair competition?
I have been to Hong Kong Island, which has an international image, and outsiders never bullied us. Why is it that now that I am in the mainland, I am asked to pay attention to my international image?
Hao Jian was very angry, but also very helpless.
Wen Guohua helped Hao Jian get a qualification to participate in the Canton Fair, which made Hao Jian very excited at the time, thinking that Pengcheng Factory No. 7 had finally entered the ranks of "big factories".
But after arriving at the exhibition hall, I deeply realized the meaning of the word "Yerlang arrogance".
Large factories with tens of thousands of employees, whose names are well-known, only have stalls of 10 to 20 square meters, and they are closely connected like the vendors at the Qingshui County fair.
The fact that Pengcheng Factory No. 7 was able to get an eight-square-meter booth was purely due to connections.
However, thanks to the long period of preparation, Hao Jian did enough homework and made people around him jealous on the first day.
Pengcheng Seventh Factory signed several full-time costume performance actors to shoot commercials.
Although catwalks were not allowed inside the exhibition hall, it did not stop Hao Jian from having several actors wear elegant costumes and walk around the exhibition hall handing out flyers.
The exquisite flyers were printed on coated paper and sent over by Pei Wencong after printing in Hong Kong Island. The cost was not cheap after calculation.
Ning Pingping, Kong Moli and others were a little timid at first, and were too shy to move freely.
But they only posted the advertisement for half a day before attracting two groups of overseas customers. On the same day, they completed an order worth 50,000 and another 20,000, which made the people at the stalls next door very jealous.
Pei Wencong immediately gave the two girls a "commission" of several hundred yuan as agreed, which made the other people extremely envious.
Isn't it just handing out flyers? You don't have to speak a foreign language. The flyers clearly state the price, stall information, etc. You just have to smile and hand them over.
On the second and third days, Ning Pingping and others made repeated gains, but they also got into trouble.
On the fourth day, several costume performance actors from Pengcheng No. 7 Factory were unable to enter the exhibition hall.
Then, the clothing from Pengcheng Factory No. 7 changed its name and appeared openly on the booths of other units.
Hao Jian quickly went to the management office to protest, and then went to Guo Donglun to find a way out.
But who among the units that have reached this place doesn’t have connections?
You have to know that no company comes to participate in the exhibition alone at this time. They are all led by relevant departments from various regions. If you take a look at their levels, you will be scared to death.
Who can Hao Jian reason with?
(End of this chapter)
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