hunting in 1986

Chapter 167 Chapter 166 Talk, go home with my sister
Wang Yuan stayed in the hotel for one night, and took a taxi directly to the train station the next morning. His younger sister Wang Qing originally wanted to see him off, but he refused.

Woo~~
The old green leather train started slowly. Wang Yuan looked at the slowly receding scenery outside the window, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Yanjing is really changing little by little, and it will gradually become more and more prosperous."

A few hours later, Wang Yuan arrived at Jinmen, and as soon as he got out of the car, a gust of cold wind blew directly over his head and covered his face, instantly making him wrap up in a cotton jacket.

Walking outside with the turbulent flow of people, it was crowded, and slowly there were many unique Jinkou accents in his ears. The accent was so special that it felt like listening to cross talk, which made him want to laugh a little.

When we took a taxi to the new garment factory site, it was only after 9:[-] in the morning. Director Ma was still busy, so he asked his secretary to accompany Wang Yuan to drink tea in the reception room.

The secretary was male, and he was a bit handsome in a black formal suit, but he was not a threat to Wang Yuan's appearance.

The secretary is very good at observing words and expressions. From the attitude of the factory manager Ma to Wang Yuan just now, he knows that Wang Yuan's status is very extraordinary, so he diligently pours tea for Wang Yuan and keeps looking for topics.

"Graduated from Jinmen University?"

"Ah, yes, I graduated last year, how do you know?"

The male secretary was very curious and trembled as he poured the tea. It is not difficult to guess that he went to college, but it is a bit magical to guess which school it is.

Wang Yuan smiled and didn't say much. When Director Ma was chatting with him before, he admired Jinmen University very much, and said that when looking for a secretary, he would look for Jinmen University, so he had this guess.

At about 12:[-] noon, Factory Manager Ma finally finished his work, and Wang Yuan heard his laughter before he saw anyone else.

"Xiaoyuan, I'm sorry, there are really too many things to do in the morning, let me treat you to dinner after a walk."

The door was pushed open, and Ma Xiaolei, the director of the factory with a bright forehead, walked in quickly, and directly reached out to shake hands with Wang Yuan.

"That can't be done, I want to treat you to dinner, Uncle Ma."

Ma Xiaolei made a lot of money from Wang Yuan, and the relationship between the two was very strong, which is why he was so enthusiastic about Wang Yuan, but Wang Yuan didn't put on airs either.

The two walked out of the office building while chatting and laughing. There were snowflakes in the sky, and a group of children were setting off firecrackers in the corner not far away, bang bang bang~
The secretary drove a Passat, and when Wang Yuan and the factory manager got into the car, the wheels rolled over the snow and drove slowly towards the hotel.

There are a lot of pedestrians on the street near the Chinese New Year, the atmosphere of the New Year is full, and the smiles on the faces of the citizens are much more.

Director Ma sat on the right side of Wang Yuan. Compared with before, his stomach was really much bigger, and it was probably full of bad things inside.

"Look, look, the ladies over there are wearing cotton padded clothes produced by our garment factory, don't they look good? They are selling well."

"Really good."

Wang Yuan looked out through the car window. The woman was wearing a black cotton padded jacket with a waist.

It may be that those women are more beautiful, and the clothes that set off them are even better.

"Our locally produced cotton padded clothes have low labor costs and low transportation costs. It is difficult for foreign goods to compete with ours."

Factory Manager Ma is very proud and in high spirits: "Now our garment factory is very well-known. Before a big leader from Yanjing came to inspect, they all came to our factory."

"That's pretty good."

After arriving at the restaurant, they entered the private room and the signature meals were brought up one after another, and the wine was poured. The two chatted while eating and drinking.

Although Factory Manager Ma is a bit greedy and lustful, he still treats friends well, so Wang Yuan didn't hold back, and directly advised Factory Manager Ma to think of a way to restructure the garment factory as soon as possible.

Then benchmark against international clothing brands, and order more aesthetically pleasing and more popular clothing.

You can add a few more clothing brands.

"Clothing... I always feel that the technical content is not so high, so there is no need for foreign products to invade our market, right?

Uncle Ma, you lead a state-owned garment factory, so you should have a unique advantage in our country. If you don't use your advantage, it will be wasted. "Wang Yuan took a bite of the food, and what he said was from the bottom of his heart.

He owns a private company, and although he is the head of a collective company, he still dare not be too high-profile, and the state-owned company is different, he is his own son, with various discounts, policies, and connections—envy Dead private companies.

"Xiao Yuan, this...is very thoughtful."

One of the ways of reform is to ask state-owned enterprises to learn from foreign management experience, so sooner or later, Uncle Ma's garment factory will have to change.

Uncle Ma was very moved, and after chatting with Wang Yuan for a long time, he said to go back and think about it.

The topic changed quickly. Uncle Ma felt that he had wasted many years and his achievements in this life would not be great. It seemed that he had drunk too much and his tone was a little pessimistic.

Wang Yuan smiled and said: "Uncle Ma, why do you still think like this... Your current rank is deputy ting, right? Rich and powerful, with tens of thousands of employees... In the eyes of ordinary people, this is already It's been very, very successful."

"What's the success, there are too many bosses."

"Of course it is considered a success. You are a deputy sheriff in our county. That is a dream that is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Your current status is much stronger than that of the deputy sheriff."

bang~
After touching a glass of wine, Uncle Ma drank it all in one gulp. The temperature in the private room was so high that Uncle Ma, who had taken off his coat, was covered with sweat on his forehead, his face was flushed, and his tongue was a little too big.

"Xiaoyuan, do you know Boss Rong?"

"What?"

Wang Yuan was startled, he even slowed down his chewing of dishes.

"The famous Boss Rong, of course I know it. If a businessman doesn't know Boss Rong, he would be a fool."

"What do you mean by Taicai?"

"It means very weak, why are you talking about Boss Rong?" Wang Yuan ate delicious food and drank some wine, feeling that life was beautiful.

"Last month, I went to Yanjing for a meeting. I saw Boss Rong from a distance. I didn't even have the qualifications to speak to him... Really, I didn't even have the qualifications to speak. My goal is to become Rong's boss." Someone like the boss."

"If you are ambitious, come on, let's have a toast!"

Wang Yuan encouraged Uncle Ma with his mouth, but he knew in his heart that this was impossible. There was no one before, no one after, and the only Boss Rong forever.

There have been figures like Hu Xueyan in history, but their status is far inferior to that of Boss Rong.

Boss Rong is now a leader in China's industrial and commercial circles, the chairman of China International Trust Corporation, this company is referred to as "Zhongxin Group", a red-top businessman, a big celebrity in front of a certain unspeakable existence.

Wang Yuan had heard a saying in his previous life—the most powerful Chinese family was the Rong family, and he didn’t understand it at the time, but after time travelling, he understood a little more—the Rong family is indeed powerful.

"It seems like a few years ago, the Rong family had a big gathering in Yanjing?" Wang Yuan asked Uncle Ma curiously.

"That's right. The more than 400 core members of the Rong family are scattered all over the world. They are all quite powerful figures in the countries where they live. They are elites. Many of them are quite rich."

Uncle Ma said: "Our country is open to the outside world, and we need the help of overseas Chinese in many things, so we try our best to contact more Chinese who are friendly to our country.

Before the liberation, Boss Rong and his group were very rich. The Ziben family stayed because they were willing to cooperate.

Boss Rong was the deputy mayor of Zhonghai, and even worked as a minister in Yanjing. Anyway, his qualifications are very old. "

After eating a meal for more than two hours, besides eating, we chatted and enhanced our friendship with each other.

The next day Wang Yuan went to pick up the final payment, and at night he put all the cotton-padded clothes in the warehouse into the space, and in order to deceive others, he even hired some trucks to drive outside the warehouse a dozen times.

After returning to Yanjing, Wang Yuan took his younger sister Wang Qing home by train.

Sitting on the train home, Wang Qing, who hadn't seen her parents, little girl, grandma and others for half a year, seemed very excited.

"I'm finally home. No matter how good Yanjing is, it's not home." Wang Qing sat on Wang Yuan's left, looked at the receding scenery outside the car window, and said with emotion:
"The past six months have been really fulfilling. Second brother, you don't know that my classmates are really good, and they study very hard. There are still people who can memorize a Xinhua dictionary backwards."

"Ahem, cow, indeed cow."

Wang Yuan knew that what Wang Qing said was true. Most of the universities in later generations love to study but not to study.

This era is different. The number of college students is very small, and they are all reserve cadres, shouldering the important task of building the country.

If you don’t study hard, it is likely to attract college leaders, instructors, class monitors, etc. Many people come to talk to you in turn. Studying without dying is simply a disservice to the party, the country, and the people. It is the same as a crime.

If the persuasion does not work, it is possible to be fired in the end.

Wang Yuan stroked his younger sister's hair: "It's good. Learn more while you're young. When you're as old as our grandma, you'll be deaf, have little energy, poor memory, and poor eyesight. It will be too late to learn."

"Hey~ Our grandma's memory has deteriorated again?" Wang Qing bared her small white teeth and smiled silly.

"Yeah, by the way, if you want to fall in love, you have to talk about it. I forgot to ask you last time. Did you talk about someone in school?"

"No." Wang Qing's tone was a little weak, and her eyes were a little wandering.

……

When I went back to the city by train, I went back to the village by motorcycle. My mother was cooking dinner when she found out that the eldest daughter had returned and ran out happily.

"You girl is back, isn't it cold? Hurry up and get warm in the house."

"Hey~ the little girl is here too, where is my father?" Wang Qing entered the room and hugged the little girl who rushed over.

"Elder Sister, Eldest Sister, I love you." The little girl had sugar in her mouth, and her words were a little unclear.

"Your Uncle Wei's house is slaughtering pigs. Your father went to see the pig slaughterer and then came back." Mom and Wang Qing seemed to have endless things to say, chatting while cooking, the whirring sound of the bellows and talking The sounds merged together.

The big wolfdog at home was already very old, and he also came over wagging his tail, sticking out his tongue to lick Wang Yuan.

"Go, go, mom, look at this dog is skinny, feed him more meat."

"You kid is talking nonsense, the dog feed is so good, haha? Go, help me bring some firewood in."

"okay."

Wang Yuan went out and brought in some wood, then squatted on the ground and continued to tease the big wolf dog.

There are 4 dogs in his family, 3 dogs are in the yard where he lives, and this old big wolf dog is in the yard of his mother. This big wolf dog is really old, unresponsive, and his eyes are cloudy. .

"It's not good to eat or drink in this yard, Mom, why don't I take this dog to my yard."

"Go away." My mother laughed and cursed: "You have three dogs in your yard, and you still need this dog Gaha? Besides, this yard also needs a dog to guard the house."

My mother doesn't like dogs. In the past, when dogs were able to hunt, they could occasionally eat better.

Now that the old man can't hunt anymore, naturally his mother will never give him meat again. The price of pork has skyrocketed to more than 3 yuan a catty, and he is reluctant to feed it to the dogs.

"Um, then I'll tie him up to the chicken farm. Uncle Wei Guo said earlier that a weasel stole chickens, so this dog just happened to catch the weasel."

"Really? Then you take him away, and I'll find someone to bring over a puppy."

Wang Yuan took the big wolf dog away happily. Everything about the weasel was a lie, and the big wolf dog could spend his old age peacefully with him.

In the evening, Wang Yuan called Wang Qing over for dinner.

Mom and Dad have been chatting with Wang Qing, the eldest girl has not been seen for half a year, and they really miss her very much.

When Li Yan eats in this courtyard, she is always a little bit reluctant to let go, and she eats in small bites and doesn't talk much, looking very quiet.

Wang Yuan didn't care about that, he just wolfed down his cheeks, the duck and rabbit meat stewed by his mother were very good.

The little girl was also gobbling it up, but it was a pity that she couldn't grab Wang Yuan's meat. The little girl was so angry that she was about to fight Wang Yuan with her cheeks puffed up.

After the meal, the family sat together watching TV, chatting, and Wang Yuan and his wife didn't go home until nearly 9 o'clock at night.

There are no street lights in the countryside, and the moon is covered by thin clouds, and the surrounding area is very dark in an instant.

Li Yan lit the old flashlight, and walked home with Wang Yuan, stepping on the thick snow.

"Are all those ducks sold?"

"Of course it's sold, hey hey~" Before Wang Yuan finished speaking, he saw his wife Li Yan slipped and was about to fall, so he quickly reached out and grabbed the latter's padded jacket and put The other party raised it.

"It scared me to death, those kids have trampled the snow here into solid, and they are slippery here every day, it's too slippery."

"Come here and walk on the snow, the snow is not slippery."

After returning home, Li Yan boiled a pot of hot water, rinsed, and the two of them went to sleep on the kang. Thin clouds drifted and the moonlight shone through the window, casting a hazy beauty on the quilt.

"As long as those ducks are sold, my nonchalant father can earn nearly 2000 yuan a year raising ducks, so he should be stable."

Although Li Yan said that she disliked Li Wu very much, she still cared because she was her father after all.

"Should be. Let's go to bed. Tomorrow morning, let's go for a walk on the mountain. When we come back, we can go directly to my mother's yard for dinner. We don't have to cook. My mother's cooking will definitely be the same when Xiaoqing comes back."

"Pfft~ What you think is beautiful, what if you didn't do your part?"

"Go to the courtyard for a walk before going up the mountain, and say that I want to eat in the courtyard when I come back, and my mother will definitely make it."

"That's fine too..." Li Yan wanted to sleep, but another worry came to her mind:
"I'm about to finish drinking the Chinese medicines I caught, and I have to go to the city to buy some back. After drinking for such a long time, my stomach still hasn't moved. Ouch~ What's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)