That year the flowers bloomed 1981

When Li Ye saw Wen Guohua, he always felt that his eyes were different from usual today, and his smile was meaningful.

Be free! I have a few questions I want to talk to you about. Let's find a place to sit for a while!

Wait a moment, I made an appointment with Xiao Yu to have dinner together, let's pick her up.

Li Ye turned around and called Wen Leyu, but Wen Guohua said from behind: There is no need to pick up my sister, I just want to chat with you.

Li Ye turned a deaf ear and ran to Building 17 in a hurry. When Wen Guohua followed, he had already called Wen Leyu down.

Wen Guohua was very surprised at how quickly his sister came downstairs in just over a minute.

He really wanted to ask this sister right now. How could she be so fast now when she was sleeping in at home during the summer vacation and her mother kept shouting three or five times without getting up to eat?

Wen Leyu was very happy to see Wen Guohua: Brother, why are you free to see me today?

Wen Guohua said: There are some business matters that I need to know. Didn't you tell mom last time that Li Ye was working as an economic consultant for Pengcheng No. 7 Factory? Didn't you ask him to come here?

Wen Leyu immediately said: Pengcheng No. 7 Factory? Li Ye is just a consultant. If you have anything to ask, ask that Jin Peng!

I think so too! But people said that the specific business plan was planned by Consultant Li. Who would I ask if I didn't ask him?

Wen Leyu's big eyes flickered a few times and looked at Li Ye, while Wen Guohua also looked over at the same time. Both brothers and sisters focused their eyes on Li Ye.

Li Ye's eyes were calm and unavoidable, and he smiled calmly and said: Brother, please don't use this word for asking. If you have any questions, just ask. I don't know anything else. I still know about Pengcheng No. 7 Factory.

Let's go then! I'll take you two to try something delicious today.

Wen Guohua took the lead and led Wen Leyu and Li Ye into his 212 jeep and drove all the way to a small restaurant in the south of Chaoyang.

The restaurant is small, with just a few tables, but the food is surprisingly good.

Li Ye dared to say that he had never had a taste of this level in his two lifetimes.

The chef of this restaurant retired from Haizi. For a few bucks, you can have a taste of state banquet quality, isn't it good?

Yes, brother, please say hello to the cook later. I will bring Wen Leyu over for a meal when I have time.

Hmm, brother, go talk to the cook.

Wen Leyu ate the food quickly while arranging for his brother.

Wen Guohua almost laughed angrily, his sister is not married yet! Just start having sex with each other?

But looking at Wen Leyu's small eyes, Wen Guohua had better go to the kitchen to explain, otherwise small customers like Li Ye would not be received when they came.

After Wen Guohua left, Wen Leyu immediately whispered to Li Ye: You don't have to be afraid of anything. There are some things that only my mother can ask you, and my brother will not ask you.

Li Ye looked into Wen Leyu's eyes and sighed: I don't intend to hide anything. I don't break any rules or laws. You can ask whatever you want!

Wen Leyu waved his hand: No, we can trust you.

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After Wen Guohua came back, he patiently watched Li Ye and Wen Leyu eat, and happily praised his sister for her increased appetite.

After both of them had almost eaten, Wen Guohua started talking about business.

He first talked about Jin Peng's rhetoric at the business meeting today, and then asked Li Ye: I don't know if he is just talking empty words, or if he really has such great ambitions. Can you analyze it for me? How feasible is it?”

Li Ye said calmly without much thought: The long-term goal of Pengcheng No. 7 Factory is indeed to go abroad and earn foreign exchange through export. Jin Peng is right to say that, and I think the prospects of Xiushui Street are also very good.

It's just that in the past two years, Pengcheng Factory No. 7 still needs to vigorously develop in the domestic market and accumulate its own strength. Otherwise, how will it have the capital to go out?

Wen Guohua said: So, all the business initiatives of Pengcheng No. 7 Factory are your handiwork?

Li Ye nodded and said: Yes, I actually regard Pengcheng No. 7 Factory as my social practice work to verify some knowledge and ideas in economics and business. Now it seems that the effect is pretty good.

Your results are okay, but you are too modest, Wen Guohua said with a smile: You were not at the negotiation meeting today. That Jin Peng immediately launched a satellite and paid a deposit of one million.

And you haven't made any demands yet. If you do this, are you not afraid of making someone else's wedding dress?

Li Ye looked at Wen Guohua strangely and said, Brother, I saw your name on the list of the transformation team, so I came up with this idea with confidence. You won't let us suffer, right?

Okay! I thought you had no desires and were willing to contribute to the capital!

Wen Guohua finally stood up and said with a smile: I have learned about Pengcheng No. 7 Factory. It can be said to be a model enterprise.

Standardize operations, pay taxes according to regulations, and provide first-class employee treatment, and respond to the call from above. It is hard for me to imagine that if all units are like you, then what worries do we have?

Today I asked Jin Peng what difficulties and requirements you have, but he asked me to ask you directly.

I'm thinking that if you don't open your mouth, I just want to help you get some preferential treatment and solve some hidden troubles. I don't know which direction to push my efforts. If that really happens, we really don't dare to accept your money!

When things go wrong, there must be monsters. The performance of Pengcheng No. 7 Factory today was a bit abnormal. Not everyone can see the prospect of self-employment, so Wen Guohua came to ask Li Ye, and he also had the above meaning.

Li Ye blinked and said, Brother, it would be great if we could be given more stores and stalls after the renovation.

In addition, I think Xiushui Market should assume the responsibility of radiating wholesale for the entire northern light industry. If there are any exchange meetings or other good things, we must not forget the contribution of Pengcheng No. 7 Factory today!

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Wen Guohua glanced at Li Ye with a smile and said, You have a big appetite, so I'm relieved. Otherwise, I would have thought you were a fool, hehehehe.

Wen Guohua laughed wantonly, but stopped laughing halfway because anger was faintly visible on Wen Leyu's little face.

Who do you think is a fool?

Okay, this is our plan for the Xiushui Street renovation. Originally, I proposed the idea and wanted to discuss it with you, but I found someone else in the unit.

But this person’s ideas are similar to yours, they are both bold and radical, let’s see what benefits he gets.”

Wen Guohua took out a pile of documents and asked Li Ye to read them.

Li Ye looked through it briefly and was a little surprised, because this plan was indeed very insightful.

When he turned to the end, he was surprised to find senior sister Yu Xiufen's name on it.

Li Ye couldn't help but wonder, if he hadn't discussed the idea of ​​transforming Xiushui Street with Wen Guohua, would this plan still exist?

Will Xiushui Street follow its original historical trajectory and become an open-air commercial street without even electricity?

Li Ye picked up Wen Guohua's pen and drew a small area on the renovation plan map, which was regarded as chopping off a big chicken leg from the golden chicken that laid eggs.

Why are you so stingy?

Wen Guohua said something disgusting, took the pen, drew a new circle for Li Ye, and drew both chicken wings in.

Li Ye almost couldn't help laughing.

He suddenly remembered something from his previous life.

That was the first and last time he was dragged to play cards.

I won more than three hundred dollars in two hours, and I couldn't stop smiling.

I knew in my heart that it was only a small amount of more than 300 yuan, and being happy would only make people laugh, but their lips just couldn't close, and they just laughed uncontrollably.

The current situation is similar. Windfalls are for the virtuous.

Li Ye calmly accepted Wen Guohua's kindness and felt that his morality had reached a new level. He could not keep his composure even as he put a lot of money into his pocket.

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The place where the three of them ate was not far from Wen's house, so after eating, Wen Guohua drove to the COFCO compound, and then gave the car directly to Li Ye, asking him to pick up Wen Leyu from school tomorrow morning.

Li Ye was not in trouble. There were no traffic jams in the capital in 1982, so it would only take a few clicks of the accelerator to get back and forth tomorrow.

After Li Ye drove away, Wen Leyu asked Wen Guohua: Brother, do you have something to ask Li Ye today?

Wen Guohua glanced at his sister and said, I originally wanted to ask Li Ye if they could completely control the Pengcheng No. 7 Factory, but I saw that Li Ye didn't seem to care much, so I didn't ask in the end.

Since Wen Guohua knew about Pengcheng No. 7 Factory and knew that Li Ye, Jin Peng, and Hao Jian were all unemployed vagrants in Qingshui County a year ago, he could figure out that they were affiliated with them after a little guesswork.

Jin Peng has been so prosperous in the capital, and now he has joined the Xiushui Street Commercial Street. The wealth is so exciting that Wen Guohua can naturally see the hidden worries in it.

But today Wen Guohua offered to help solve hidden troubles, but Li Ye didn't open his mouth. He couldn't rush in, could he?

Wen Leyu tilted his head and stared at Wen Guohua, his expression deep and silent.

Wen Guohua understood instantly and chuckled: Okay, okay, no matter what, I guarantee that your dowry will not be snatched away, okay?

What are you talking about?

Wen Leyu raised his little foot and kicked Wen Guohua hard, making Wen Guohua laugh.

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Jin Peng stood outside the Xiushui Street store, smoking a cigarette and watching several veterans from his hometown perform making bricks with one hand.

A stack of three red bricks was placed on a stool and cut into six pieces with a roar, which caused a burst of applause from the surrounding vendors.

Pengcheng No. 7 Factory prospered rapidly on Xiushui Street. No one was envious. It only took a few days for the blood stains in the alley next door to be washed away? That's why Li Ye was anxious to ask his grandfather to send someone over.

When Uncle Hong brought people over, he first sent people to guard the store day and night, and then occasionally showed off his skills at the door, trying to bluff people first.

The hard qigong of the 1980s was quite intimidating. Even if you photographed wine bottles, it would appear on a TV show. It had a somewhat shocking effect anyway.

Old man Wang, who was selling sweet potatoes, came over and exchanged a small piece of sweet potato for one of Jin Peng's good cigarettes.

Manager Jin, this commercial renovation is gone, right? Why did there be no movement after just one meeting?

How do I know this? Maybe he has disappeared!

Jin Peng smiled and played tricks on Old Man Wang.

On the surface, the fund-raising meeting that day was very unsuccessful. Except for Pengcheng No. 7 Factory, which launched a satellite that was not known to be true or false, no one else supported it.

Then the street seemed to have given up and stopped mentioning that matter.

But the real situation is that Pengcheng No. 7 Factory alone provided all the funds and even the loans were in place. After this winter, construction will start in the spring of next year.

In the past few days, Boss Hou and his gang have seemed to have recovered from their problems and have started selling clothes again. They have also started a collective price war to try again with Pengcheng Factory No. 7.

Jin Peng is too lazy to pay attention to them. After this year, he, Jin Peng, has the final say in half of Xiushui Street. Why should a group of smugglers fight with him?

Jin Peng almost wanted to laugh when he thought about what Mr. Duo said half a year ago, I have the final say in Xiushui.

Those who really have the final say will not say that they have the final say!

Manager Jin, I have your phone number. It's from Yangcheng.

Suddenly someone came out to call Jin Peng in the store. Now Pengcheng No. 7 Factory is booming, and the Xiushui store has installed a telephone.

Jin Peng swallowed the sweet potato in one gulp, trotted over and answered the phone.

Hey, Old Hao! What's the matter? Is something wrong?

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What did you say?

In an instant, Jin Peng, who had been full of youth just now, became terrifyingly gloomy.

Update is late, sorry