Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 709 Lao Gao’s trip to the Special Economic Zone

"What? You can earn more than 500 per unit?!"

In the courtyard of Pomegranate Hotel, a surprised voice came from Room 207 of Yingchun Building.

"Based on the current purchase price quoted by the port city, each unit has a profit of 650 yuan. It shouldn't be a big problem if we cut it off in person and then cut it to a price equivalent to 50 yuan."

"hiss--"

"Lao Gao, please calm down. Didn't I tell you that commodities can be profitable?" In fact, Brother Qiang was also thinking: It's so easy to make money.

Gao Jin looked at Li Jiankun with joy and said, "Then you say you want to buy 10,000 units."

"I said, Lao Gao, if we are short of five million in funds, do we have to be stuck to get five million? Wouldn't it be nice to have two more million on hand?" Li Jiankun rolled his eyes.

"Just, why did you pretend to be losing money during the meeting before?"

"Do you believe me when I say that if you do too many price negotiations, you will form a habit?"

Gao Jinxi: "..."

Li Jiankun patted him on the shoulder to express comfort, and could sympathize with his mood at the moment: a person who is afraid of poverty, when he suddenly makes a huge profit business, the ups and downs in his heart are far greater than the excitement, so he has to calm down.

"Isn't it too dark? If the Materials Bureau knew that our county earns so much..."

"Do you think they will earn less than you? If the price of imported goods doubles when they are imported into the country, that's ridiculous."

"Isn't it authentic?"

"I heard that some medicines only cost a few yuan outside, but they cost a hundred times as much when you come in." That's not what I heard.

"This..." Poverty will limit people's imagination, and working in poor and backward areas for a long time will also have a certain impact on economic outlook.

"Dong dong dong!" Someone knocked on the door.

Hu Ziqiang walked over and opened the green-painted solid wood door. There were two men in Chinese tunic suits standing outside. One was in his mid-twenties, thin and handsome, named Pan Xu; the other was in his mid-thirties, slightly handsome. He was fat but not good-looking, and his name was Zhai Anbo.

I met them at the Materials Bureau before, the staff sent by Zhou Bureau to accompany them.

Pan Xu raised his hand to signal, and said with a smile: "The tickets are bought, they will be at 9:45 tomorrow morning."

"train?"

"Ah."

"Pu Kuai?"

“Transfer to Zhengzhou by express.”

Brother Qiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but still complained: "You are such a big material bureau, how many plane tickets can't you get?"

It’s not easy to tell the outside world. He is a director-level general manager of the huge Pengcheng Special Economic Zone Development Company. He has never flown on a plane, mainly because he hasn’t gone out much. He didn’t catch up with him last time he came to Xi’an. He really wants to experience it. Listen Kunzi said that the thief is comfortable.

"Yes, yes, there is only one flight every eight days to Yangcheng. It was just issued the day before yesterday. Can you wait six days?"

Brother Qiang: "..."

He didn't say anything.

The next day, a team with two more newcomers set off from Xi'an and arrived in Zhengzhou slowly over a day and night. They then transferred to the express train from Zhengzhou and arrived in Yangcheng after two days and two nights.

This day, the sun is shining brightly.

Pengcheng Special Zone, a pass at the second-line pass.

Chen Yajun and Jin Biao had been waiting for a long time. The joint defense officer who was also guarding the border chatted away half a pack of cigarettes. From a distance, he saw a group of six people approaching with luggage. Chen Yajun put one hand on the brow of his eyebrow and looked at it. It was over.

"Brother Kun!"

"Hadron!"

"You bearded man, you can call me Director Hu or General Manager Hu."

Chen Yajun and Jin Biao came forward to help with their luggage. These guys were so tired that even the boss, who was always energetic, looked languid and listless.

Oh no, one of them is quite energetic.

Gao Jinxi took off the jacket that he had never left at this time for many years, put on a white shirt, and a crimson hand-knitted wool vest. He looked through the barbed wire of the Erguan Line and scanned the skyline lined with tall buildings. His mood Excited and surging.

It was the kind of mood swing that Sun Mingtian, even though it was his first time in the Special Administrative Region, could never understand.

It is a unique emotion that can only be generated by intellectuals who agree with the development of the Special Administrative Region and have been silently paying attention to it.

Gao Jinxi shouted in his heart: Special Zone, I am finally here!

He hasn't even entered the customs yet, but he can already smell a breath of vigorous development, which is great.

Jiankun was right again. I still remember that he was the first to be full of expectations for the development of the special zone. At the same time, he guided them to realize the driving force and far-reaching significance of the construction of the special zone for economic development.

Since then, Gao Jinxi has always paid attention to this information.

He knew that a few years ago, the Special Administrative Region was still a poor place. Many original residents tried to escape here, and it may not be better than Suixian.

Now, in the special zone, there are already towering buildings, and there are more than one. In my ears, I can vaguely hear the roar of construction machinery, the noise on the construction site, and the workers' chants, which are filled with a passionate spirit of struggle.

He likes this feeling.

He hopes his hometown will be as passionate in the near future.

"Lao Gao, don't be stunned and get in the car. There is enough for you to see on the road."

Jin Biao and Chen Yajun each drove a car, Li Jiankun's Crown and Lin Xinjia's Jeep 212. Sun Mingtian ran towards the passenger door of Crown.

"I'm talking to Sun Mingtian, did you enjoy riding in the spacious passenger car along the way? Get the one at the back!" Hu Ziqiang, who returned to the Special Administrative Region, had a domineering air about him. Even the joint defense officer who was guarding the border looked at his ID. Gotta salute.

"What's going on?" Chen Yajun approached Brother Qiang and asked.

Brother Qiang spoke briefly and comprehensively, and then Chen Yajun realized that they were not all friendly forces. "Go, go, go, don't you see at all, who here has a higher status than you, and you are worthy of riding in a high-end car?"

Sun Mingtian left angrily. He had never been on a Crown car and wanted to experience it.

Zhai Anbo and Pan Xu from the Xi'an Materials and Materials Bureau were very self-conscious and went straight into the Jeep 212. After they looked at the black crown and the license plate of the same color in front of them, they looked at each other.

<divclass="contentadv">"Director Zhai, this Comrade Li's rank is not low."

"I told you that he is the general manager of a joint venture."

"I've been to the Special Administrative Region before. Usually only those bosses in port cities have such luxurious cars." Pan Xu asked.

Zhai Anbo nodded: "The joint venture he is in should not be simple."

Along the way, I forgot to ask which joint venture it was. It was not the first time for either of them to come to Pengcheng Special Economic Zone, so they might have heard of it.

"It's called Huadian. The company where he works is called Huadian." Sun Mingtian interrupted.

Jin Biao, who had just gotten into the car, cast his gaze from the driver's seat: "Sell your mother, sell her."

"Hey, why are you talking?"

"Can you speak?" Jin Biao just received a letter from Chen Yajun.

"Huadian?!" Zhai Anbo and Pan Xu were shocked, "Huadian that makes pagers?"

After Jin Biao gave Sun Mingtian a hard look, he turned around and replied: "That's right."

"No wonder." Pan Xu muttered.

Zhai Anbo's eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

The two cars started. Chen Yajun and Jin Biao had already discussed it. They could see that the boss had a lot of trouble on this trip. Besides, some old classmates were coming over. Without going back to the factory first, they went to the central block of Luohu and went to a restaurant they often patronized. A restaurant opened by a local from Hong Kong City, with a table set up to catch the wind and wash away the dust.

However, when approaching the "Fudingji" restaurant, Jeep 212 stopped in front of a state-owned restaurant on the roadside.

Jin Biao glanced at the passenger seat: "Get off!"

"Me alone?"

"We're going to drink, do we need to take you with us? You can handle it yourself!"

"You..." Sun Mingtian almost cried in anger.

But he was still scolded by the bearded man: "You're a piece of rubbish. I'm quite aggrieved by this."

Zhai Anbo and Pan Xu looked at each other. In fact, they had discovered along the way that Manager Li and Director Hu were particularly unwilling to see Sun Mingtian, and they didn't want to ask more questions.

Watching two cars stop outside the grand restaurant, a group of people walked in arm-in-arm. Sun Mingtian stood at the door of the state-owned restaurant, his teeth clenching.

"Waiter, what's there to eat?"

"Why are you yelling? If you don't want to eat, get out!"

"Eat...eat..." Sun Mingtian hesitated for a moment. He only felt that the people in the Special Administrative Region were not simple at all, and the waiters were more aggressive than the customers. This street was very prosperous, mostly high-end places. He was not sure except for this state-owned small restaurant. In addition, can he afford the consumption in other places?

They have standards for business trips. For his level, each meal costs four taels of food stamps and eight cents.

This is because this trip is to a wealthy land in the far south, and there are usually not so many. Of course, there will be more trips to Hong Kong later, but I also received some foreign exchange from the Finance Bureau.

There was a menu sign hanging on the wall. After scanning it, Sun Mingtian was shocked and said, "What? You dare to sell tofu for five cents?!"

Not to mention meat.

"It's up to you whether you want to eat or not. If you can't afford it, go find something cheap, but you can't find it on this street."

Sun Mingtian: "..."

Unfortunately, his eighty cents could only afford a plate of home-cooked tofu and a vegetable. After traveling and traveling for days, he didn't eat well at all. Those damned people who bought braised duck and roasted chicken to go with wine wouldn't even let him eat.

"Don't you have any steamed buns here?"

"Why are you so busy?"

Sun Mingtian was half full with a bowl of rice that was not enough to satisfy his hunger, and two plates of pitiful vegetarian dishes. After the waiter took away the bowls and chopsticks and forced him out with his momentum and eyes, he could only go to the door of Fudingji Restaurant and squat down.

long wait.

About an hour and a half later, laughter and laughter came from the door of the restaurant, and six guys, their faces red from drinking and their mouths full of food, walked out together.

Sun Mingtian, who was squatting in the corner with his legs numb, exploded. He jumped up and pointed at one of them and yelled: "Gao Jinxi, you have no virtue! Is this how you treat your subordinates and comrades? Are you worthy of being a leader?!"

Chen Yajun was ready to slap him on the spot. He and Lao Gao had successfully recognized each other at the banquet just now. When the eldest son was still studying in Yanyuan, he had been to their dormitory twice. The situation was not good both times. The latter time he knelt down for the eldest son. Already...

The last time I was at home after returning to the city, even the dogs looked down on me. When I was most amnesiac in my life, I walked from Xicheng to Yanyuan and met Lao Gao in the dormitory. The latter asked him politely if he wanted to drink water.

However, Chen Yajun was stopped by Gao Jinxi.

"First, Sun Mingtian, although I go to high-end restaurants, I have no style problems. I would be very grateful and honored to have my brother entertain me.

"Second, before you accuse others of treating you badly, please examine yourself first. Is what you do worthy of others treating you well? My trip is to solve the financial crisis for the county. What is your real purpose? ,ah?"

Many people gathered nearby, and many people pointed fingers at Gao Jinxi, because at first glance, Sun Mingtian was obviously the weaker side. But Gao Jinxi stood with his chest high and his eyes open.

Sun Mingtian was speechless after being trained.

A person with a dirty heart is so angry that he cannot control his temper. If he really wants to be reasonable, how can he dare to argue with a true gentleman?

Gao Jinxi ignored him and turned to smile apologetically at the person next to him, feeling ashamed and ashamed: "Brother Jin, please..."

"Xiao Jin Xiao Jin." Jin Biao interrupted him. When his name was called, he came forward and bowed slightly with a smile on his face.

Of course it wasn't because the other party was the deputy county magistrate of a remote small county in northern Shaanxi.

In fact, Jin Biao, like Chen Yajun, has "evolved" a bit. Without him, he has seen the world, is rich, and is powerful. The average level is not in their eyes at all, because Jin Biao rarely sees his boss like this. To respect a person, there should be no respect between classmates.

There must be some reason.

Gao Jinxi smiled and obeyed. He was indeed much older than Jin Biao: "Xiao Jin, please go out and take him to the guest house."

Jiankun said that there was a place to live in the factory, and he also wanted to take a look and see the achievements of Jiankun's business.

"I will follow your orders." Jin Biao somewhat understood why the boss respected him, so he glanced at Sun Mingtian, who was as wretched as a mouse, and said, "Follow me!"