Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Kameda Kazuo was completely confused by what Zeng Wangcai said. Didn't he deserve the beating we gave him?

Would it be rude of us to visit you at home?

But when he heard that Zeng Wangcai was going to treat him to a meal, Kameda Kazuo fell silent again, thinking that there was still a chance to talk again.

After Zeng Wangcai left, Kameda Kazuo asked, "Mr. Fukuda, where is Donglaishun?"

"Mr. Kameda, Donglaishun is great!" Fukuda replied, "There are many restaurants in Taipei, but Donglaishun is very famous in Taipei. It's not that ordinary people don't go to Donglaishun for dinner."

"That's not bad..." Kameda Kazuo felt more comfortable. He thought Zeng Wangcai was quite good. He found such a place to treat him. So he would have a better grasp on the things to be discussed later.

Although Fukuda has spent more time in Sijiu City than Kameda Kazuo,... he really doesn't know Sijiu City well.

When it comes to meals, Futian never goes to restaurants in the city. To be more precise, they never go out to eat. They always take care of themselves, eating rice balls and missing their mother.

So, Futian had no idea what douzhi was.

They both just thought that the famous place of Donglaishun was sufficient proof that Zeng Wangcai was interested in it.

In the next two days, the two men recovered from their injuries, but the entire delegation and their secret people were not idle. Naturally, they found out the news spread by Zeng Wangcai.

A bow-legged member of the delegation came to Kameda Kazuo's room and said to him, "Sir, according to reliable information, Wuling Motors is in contact with FAW and BAIC, and there is a high possibility of cooperation."

"What? Ouch, my neck..." Kameda Kazuo was so excited when he heard the news that his injury was affected, but he didn't care and asked, "Is the news reliable? Why would Wuling Motors cooperate with these two car manufacturers?"

"It's absolutely true!" Little Bow-legged said with his head down, "And this didn't happen suddenly. In fact, it's been going on for a long time."

"Impossible!" Kazuo Kameda shook his head in disbelief. "We know those two car manufacturers well. Their technology is very backward and there is absolutely no value in cooperating with them."

"Mr. Kameda!" Xiao Luoquantui reminded, "The president already knows about this matter. He reminded you to pay attention to the environmental problems in Sijiu City. Zeng Wangcai is from Sijiu City after all."

"I understand!" Kameda Kazuo seemed to see through something, "Zeng Sang must have been coerced..."

......

Dong Lai Shun.

The Donglaishun kitchen is a little different today. Several chefs have been assigned to handle the ingredients that have been urgently delivered.

"Master, this is not right..." an apprentice asked while washing large intestines, "When did we at Donglaishun ever cook offal? We have always cooked mutton."

"You talk too much nonsense!" The apprentice's master said unhappily, "I'm making stewed pork, who can I talk to? This is an order from the higher authorities. I'm telling you, clean it up, because a big shot is coming to our restaurant to have dinner today."

"What big shot?"

"I don't know, get to work..."

The big shots have arrived. Zeng Wangcai and the directors of the two car factories have already taken their seats. Their seats are not in a private room, but in a corner of the lobby. Fortunately, it is not time for dinner, so there are not many people.

Zeng Wangcai has already met with Director Sun and Director Zhou. Although the two directors are determined to carry out orders, they are actually not very impressed with Zeng Wangcai's strategy.

There were many people around when we met last time, so we didn't talk much. But today there were only three of us at the table, and it wasn't the exact time for dinner yet, so it was a good opportunity for us to chat.

"Brother Wangcai, I'm being generous and calling you brother. Do you mind?" Director Sun, who has a hot-tempered and impatient personality, spoke first.

You've already shouted, what can I say?

I said I was taking advantage. You are old enough to be my father. Isn't it a disadvantage to call me big brother?

Zeng Wangcai curled his lips inwardly, but he knew a little about BAIC's factory director Sun Tao. He knew that this was his personality, carefree, without official airs, and very enthusiastic.

"Brother Tao, I don't mind." Zeng Wangcai smiled.

"......" Sun Tao's mouth twitched and he said, "Actually, I'm used to people calling me Big Brother, or Big Brother Sun."

"Okay, Brother Tao!"

"..."

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Zhou Bo, the boss of FAW, was amused by the opening conversation between the two.

"What are you laughing at?" Sun Tao glared. "You're laughing like a villain or a big spy."

"Your laugh sounds nice? It sounds like an old hen crowing."

"Lao Zhou, I'm sorry to say that, you..."

"Stop!" Zeng Wangcai said speechlessly, "Two big brothers, can we talk about business?"

"Right, right, right, let's get down to business!" Sun Tao glared at Zhou Bo and said, "I think your method may not work, brother Wangcai. The Japanese are very cunning."

"They may be cunning, but we have to give it a try, right?" Zeng Wangcai did not deny that the Japanese devils were not all pigs, although in his heart he really wanted to make it so.

"You can try, but we have to be clear in advance." Sun Tao continued, "We at BAIC will never cooperate with Toyota. If you succeed, Wuling will have to support us."

"Bah, why?" Zhou Bo exploded. "So this is what you are thinking. Why should I cooperate with the devils? Why can't I cooperate with Wuling?"

"Because BAIC is in the city of Beijing."

"I......"

Again!

"Comrades, listen to me," Zeng Wangcai said earnestly, "This is not the time to act on impulse. It depends on where the money is needed. We have to let the Japanese build factories and production lines for us, and pay the workers..."

If what Zeng Wangcai said is true, FAW is obviously more suitable for the job, and no matter how much money is thrown in, it will never fill the gap.

Zeng Wangcai only mentioned this topic once, and left the subsequent work to the personnel of relevant departments, and he did not intend to intervene.

The two factory managers quarreled for a few words and then shut up. They also knew that Zeng Wangcai had no say in this matter and could only make suggestions at most.

Change the subject to eating.

"Brother Wangcai, I know you are rich!" Sun Tao said with a smile, "I won't save you money today. I want to eat more later. I can tell you that I can eat five kilograms of mutton in one meal..."

"I'm sorry, brothers, we're not going to eat mutton today." Zeng Wangcai said with a sinister smile, "Today we're going to eat soy milk, stewed pork, and fried tripe..."

"Wait a minute, what are you going to eat?" Sun Tao was stunned. "This is Donglaishun. Are you going to eat snacks at Donglaishun?"

"What's wrong with snacks? Do you look down on our snacks in the old city?"

"No, I don't mean that. Aren't you inviting the devils today?"

"If I don't invite them, I won't eat this stuff, braised pork, bean juice..."

Listening to Zeng Wang's report of the dishes, the two of them finally understood that it was all just garbage...