Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Hearing his neighbor admit that he wanted money, Yi Zhonghai looked up at the sky, feeling powerless all over.

He felt as if he was stabbed in the ass by his ally from behind, which was extremely uncomfortable.

I'm clearly asking for money to do something for you, and I'm clearly trying to get benefits for your temporary housing construction. How can you stab me in the back?

Yi Zhonghai thought he understood human nature well enough. To put it bluntly, it was all about interests. By using interests and his own prestige, it was not difficult to control his neighbors.

But he overlooked one point: interests are divided into different types.

It is true that two thousand or three thousand yuan for a family is a lot, and you may even be able to buy a house, but the prerequisite is that you have to get it. Benefits that cannot be obtained are not called benefits.

Few people can have a long-term vision. Most ordinary people are like the people in the Siheyuan, who only care about the present. They buy things without tickets at the grocery store at the door just for profit.

For so many days and months, Zeng Wangcai saw these people sneaking into the grocery store to steal things, but he did not ask anyone to stop them. Instead, he condoned them.

This kind of indulgence has even led to the development of several first-generation sellers, such as the first one who rebelled.

This man does not work at the steel mill. After work every day, co-workers who live far away would ask him to help buy some things. He would make a count and ask his wife to grab the things every day, and then sell them at a higher price.

After a month, I saw that the income was pretty good.

"This, this..." Yan Bugui froze on the spot, thinking for a few rounds and then threw his hands, "I don't care, I'm just a retired old man, do whatever you want."

He wants to run!

In fact, he was the type who wanted to have it both ways, wanting money and asking his family to secretly go to the grocery store to buy things.

"Wait a moment!" At the instruction of Zeng Wangcai, Xu Damao rushed into the battlefield again.

Zeng Wangcai now has his own thugs, and Xu Damao is his number one general.

"What do you want me to do?" Yan Bugui was panicking inside, but he looked very calm. "Is it not okay for me to stop caring? This is our own house, I don't agree to build on it!"

"No!" Xu Damao said righteously, "Leaders, and neighbors, let me break this matter down and talk about it. First of all, he was the one who took the lead in asking for money. He prevented everyone from living a good life. If Courtyard 95 is not renovated, our renovation project cannot proceed. We can't always trouble the leaders with this matter. Today he said he would renovate it, and tomorrow he said he wouldn't renovate it. We will renovate other courtyards. What if other courtyards also want money..."

The leaders nodded secretly, thinking that it was a very good suggestion and would not cause them any trouble at all.

"Another thing, they also want to stop us, China Resources, from renovating the supply and marketing cooperative compound..." Xu Damao continued.

"You're talking nonsense. When did we stop it?" Yan Bugui jumped three feet high.

"Let me explain this!" Zeng Wangcai stood up and said, "Comrade Xu Damao is wrong, his words are inaccurate, and he is emotional. This is wrong. Let me explain that they did not stop us from transforming the supply and marketing cooperative compound;

"They just want to shut down our shop. They have joined forces with neighbors and stopped buying things from the shop, hoping to close it. They didn't..."

When Yi Zhonghai heard this, he felt dizzy and thought to himself, Zeng Wangcai... you are so vicious, so vicious, so vicious.

Trying to destroy the shop would cause more harm to Nanluoguxiang than preventing the renovation of the courtyard.

Sure enough, when Uncle Li heard about it for the first time, he exploded on the spot: "What the hell? You still want to destroy this shop? Have you lost your conscience? If this shop opens, what it means to our Nanluoguxiang, and even to people nearby, don't you know?

"It means changes in the lives of every household. There is oil in the jars at home, and children can eat sugar..."

Uncle Li took the lead, and the others joined in, cursing everyone in the courtyard, starting with Yi Zhonghai.

The leaders broke out in cold sweats after hearing this. It was true that if the people were angered, life would be difficult for them. Once the water rose, the boat could only follow the waves. Fortunately, it was not coming towards us.

For more than ten minutes, the people in the courtyard were scolded so much that they couldn't even raise their heads.

Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui, especially the latter, were the focus of criticism. Yan Bugui was even accused of letting his children secretly come to the grocery store to buy things, and was scolded severely.

It’s a mess. It’s completely a mess!

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!" The leaders and other neighbors had almost vented their anger before they intervened, "Let's go to Yard 95 and discuss this matter."

The unpleasant thing about being a leader is that you cannot get angry with ordinary people in public.

Therefore, when there are reporters present, the big boss must take care of the matter and make sure it is done to everyone's satisfaction. Only then can it be considered a complete success.

Zeng Wangcai had been planning this game for half a year. Even though it took a while, at least the result was not bad.

The big leader took the lead and entered the courtyard. As soon as he entered, his brows frowned. The courtyard was far inferior to the supply and marketing cooperative compound that had just been renovated, and even compared with other courtyards.

"This... is too messy!" the big boss commented and walked into the front yard.

The intersection that was bustling just now was deserted in an instant.

No, there are others.

There were two people at the entrance of the alley, watching from afar but not coming over. They were two short and fat men in neat suits.

"Fukuda-kun!" said Kameda Kazuo, who had watched the entire quarrel. "Thank you for finding out where Zeng Sang lives. I really can't imagine that Zeng Sang actually lives in such an environment. It seems that Zeng Sang's life after returning to China has not been satisfactory. The future cooperation will be easier."

"Hey, Mr. Kameda, thank you for the compliment!" The short guy named Fukuda next to Kameda bent down and lowered his head.

This Foton was not a member of the Toyota delegation, but a staff member of the Japanese in Sijiu City and an official figure.

But Kameda represents the Toyota Group, and Fukuda can't hold him back.

"Let's go in and visit Mr. Zeng." Kameda Kazuo said with a smile.

"Mr. Kameda, let me remind you," said Fukuda, who has been in the city for a long time, "the people of Dongda are not very friendly to us."

"I know, but I came with money this time." Kameda Kazuo smiled confidently, "No one can resist money. The leaders of the University of Tokyo know that although Zeng Sang has money, he will be happy to cooperate with us in the development of automobiles."

The main purpose of Toyota's visit this time is to find Zeng Wangcai for cooperation. There are two benefits of doing so. First, it can join forces with Wuling to impact overseas markets. Second, Toyota's visionary people will see the vast market of Dongda after seeing Dongda's economic revitalization.

The two of them walked into the courtyard one after the other. No one paid any attention to them at all because everyone was staring at the leader to see how the matter would be resolved.

At this time, Kazuo Kameda found Zeng Wangcai who was squeezed aside and said, "Hi, Mr. Zeng, I'm sorry to come and visit you. How are you?"