143. The banyan tree breaks the ground

Time always moves forward calmly. If someone feels that these three pointers of different thicknesses, thinnesses, lengths and shorts are walking like frightened rabbits or lazy cats, then this person is probably hiding his mind.

Yang Yi now felt that these pointers were not fast, and he had a new lip in 1998 in two days, but at this moment, William Zhu from the Magic City called and told the boy that he had an interest in cooperating with the development of the project under the Banyan Tree.

There is a rising sun about to burst out on the distant mountains. This kind of morning glow can be called a magnificent morning glow, just like the oil paintings written by Sisley. The soft brushstrokes are extremely gentle, and the colors are not the brightness of the summer season, with a slightly white restrained power.

The sudden signal from William Zhu undoubtedly confirmed to some extent the series of aftershocks caused by the grand opening of the Book City.

The Magic City, half an hour's drive from Yuezhou, has been the financial center of this ancient country for nearly a hundred years. Every day, countless golden swords, iron horses and ice rivers fall into their dreams. Most of the topics that people here pay attention to are the jumping numbers that touch the nerves of countless people on the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

However, the second day after Yunzhong Book City fell, many newspapers' front-page headlines posted a piece of news that had no direct relationship with the economic field for the first time.

There is even no extra text description, only large colored photos, and four large characters that make people dizzy at a glance - Yunzhong Book City.

The most eye-catching title.

At this time, many newspaper news centers are still organizing personnel to continue to follow up on the reports.

Only news materials with the potential for hot topics can receive such special attention, but Yuezhou Yunzhong Bookstore is undoubtedly a hot topic at present.

The opening of an ordinary bookstore will definitely not attract such great attention. It is because of the many halos that are "the largest in the country", "super comprehensiveness", and "leading the average level in the industry for xx years", which has made Yunzhong Bookstore jump into people's sight.

And corresponding to this suddenness, there are almost no reports about it before. The previous insomnia and the current erection constitute a dazzling impact force under the impact.

...

"William Zhu? Under the Banyan Tree?" Rogo clapped the fax in his hand, saying that he had never heard of this character.

Yang Yi shrugged: "It's almost done, that is, in recent years, news about him will begin to spread in the circle of upper-level professional managers in China."

Rogo narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Yi with some confusion: "Why do I feel more and more, you kid are like a charlatan? You know everything! You are still the kind of person who is inseparable from ten!"

When Yang Yi suddenly heard what Mr. Fat said, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened and quickly reviewed his carelessness.

During the first period of rebirth, I was quite careful. As I got used to the smooth flow of things now, I often accidentally showed nonsense in front of people, similar to the foresight.

This is really the biggest flaw of being a reborn person.

Meeting Rogo's meaningful exploratory gaze, Yang Yiman casually curled his lips: "Because I had contact with him before, and because I fell in love with something in his hand, I just took some attention."

Rogo looked at Yang Yi again, feeling that he was probably too careful, so he accepted the boy's statement, and then said to the fax: "What do you like about his personal web page under the banyan tree?"

"yes."

"What's the point? Tell me!" Rogo became interested in it all the opportunities to make money, Fat always is very interested in all the opportunities to make money.

"Want to join?" Yang Yi saw through Rogo's intentions at once.

The fat man sneered disdainfully: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

"It's okay to join, but it may not make money at the beginning. You have to think about it, Brother Luo!"

Rogo suddenly widened his eyes: "You are so busy without making money? Then what are you doing?"

"What I said is that I didn't make money at the beginning." Yang Yi was definitely unable to communicate with this big money shop: "Besides, if this thing can be done, it is not unacceptable to lose money in the end."

Rogo's brows were squeezed together, obviously trying to digest what Yang Yi said.

"If you want to join, you can only exist as a shareholder who does not have the power of the company's director under the banyan tree." Yang Yi pondered for a while and told Roger very seriously.

Yang Yi still has a special feeling for under the banyan tree, or in other words, when he involves a more literary field, the virtue hidden in his heart is involuntarily revealed: prudence.

It is prudence. This quality seems ridiculous and unreasonable to a reborn person who is "using any means and doing everything" after being merciless after being merciless. However, Yang Yi believes that a person must always stick to something.

He cannot represent Chinese culture. His so-called ideals may be more superficial and superficial, but even if he doesn't do superficial things, how can he enter a higher level of profoundness and nobleness?

The website under the Banyan Tree, in Yang Yi's plan, is to build an online paradise for people who have some pursuit of literary dreams in the new century.

How sad would it be if I really wanted to think that the culture of the Chinese people would slowly melt away from the erosion of the east and west in the past life?

In fact, if that day really comes, then there may be no loss in Chinese culture itself. It is just the sorrow of the people living on this land. Culture retains itself, but people have long forgotten the faces of their ancestors.

"Stock shareholders who do not have the power to be the director of the company?" Rogo poked his head and looked at Yang Yi tightly. The boy looked at him with his eyes clear.

"Okay, I'm the one who counts me, I don't believe that I can't make money with you!" After all, this fat man can't forget the fact that he makes money.

Yang Yi had no choice at this time. It would be pretentious to really express his inner thoughts, and the fat man would probably not believe it. However, insisting on not wanting him to join in would create some flaws in the cooperation between the two. After all, Rogo is now the third largest shareholder of Yunzhong Bookstore.

"Let's go, go to the Post and Telecommunications Bureau." Yang Yi sighed. This was what you asked for, but I'm not a surprise.

"Why are you going to the Post and Telecommunications Bureau?"

"Register the website, and then wait to put the personal homepage under the Banyan Tree on my own server, otherwise I would be worried."

Rogo shuffled the fax in his hand with suspicion: "From the fax of this boss Zhu, it's not a good role to deal with. It's obvious that he wants to invest and cooperate, so you are so sure that he can survive?"

"You will know when you come with me."

"Don't you prepare for application materials or something when building a website?" Rogo couldn't keep up with Yang Yi's steps, looked at his stomach with a little sadness, and shouted in a row behind him.

...

They called Jiang Jianmo and got into Rogo's car. The two of them received Jiang Jianmo's secretary Tang Mingwei under the government family building, and then drove straight to the dormitory building of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau.

"Xiao Yang, have you brought all the things?" Tang Mingwei called out as he got into the car.

Yang Yi planned to build a website by himself and greeted Jiang Jianmo early. In fact, even if there was no such thing as under the Banyan Tree, the plan for online Yunzhong Bookstore will be launched soon, but it will most likely be delayed until after the New Year.

But now that William Zhu sent a fax at this time, he would submit the application materials of the website and just wait until after the New Year.

Speaking of which, it was still the highlight of Jiang Jianmo and Tang Mingwei. Peng Miao, the director of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, who was about to meet, was actually Tang Mingwei's distant cousin. If it weren't for such a relationship, it would be too unreasonable to come to talk about business on New Year's Eve in three days.

"Take it, Brother Tang." Yang Yi patted the shoulder bag beside him. He had used it for nearly three years. The only thing he had never changed after his rebirth was the red/guard shoulder bag.

For this reason, my mother Yang Min repeatedly blamed her son, but Yang Yi did not give in on this issue at all - she couldn't explain it clearly to her mother. Can she still tell him that this kind of bag will be popular with everyone after 2,000 years? The big red five-star above, the chairman's quotation of "Good Revolutionary Committee" in the middle, and the source description of "The Beijing Municipal Revolutionary Committee" below, all show that this is a historical witness when the Red Guards entered Beijing.

Such cultural relics will be thrown away by fools.

...

The three of them arrived at the post and telecommunications family resident yard. Peng Miao received a call from Tang Mingwei early, so when they were welcomed into the room by the owner, the fruit and melon seeds were filled with a tea table, and the hot tea was just right in the entrance.

"Auntie, these are my two friends, Mr. Rogoro, don't you need to introduce them? This little guy is named Yang Yi, and Secretary Jiang's classmate is also considered a secretary's friend."

Boss Rogoro, a person who had just made a name in the city yesterday, why didn’t Peng Miao know him? He shook hands and greeted him. When Tang Mingwei introduced Yang Yi, this middle-aged woman who seemed to be bigger than Jiang Jianmo had some inquiries in her eyes.

"Student Xiao Yang? It's Jiang Nan's classmate. It must be because of his good academic performance! Come on, come in, come in and sit in!"

He was still giving the three of them into the house again and again, and then he saw the gift in Yang Yi's hand and looked at Tang Mingwei with some angrily: "Mingwei, you are really, what else can you bring with you with your friends?"

"Auntie, don't blame me. I only realized that they were carrying things when I went upstairs."
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