In the restaurant, a table of dishes was ordered as usual, and Wang Yan and Wang Dashan's family were eating, drinking, and laughing.

Wang Yan picked up a chopstick and said: "Currently we don't have enough funds. It's impossible to make big moves. We still have to accumulate step by step. It just so happens that the goods I bought last time are almost sold. You can look for them in the next two days.

Let’s rent another store. There are still more than two months before the Chinese New Year, and business will definitely be good during this period, so I will make more trips to Pengcheng.”

"In addition, I have also designed a few half-sleeves. When the time comes, I will find a factory to make more goods. The money I earned before the year will be used as a deposit. When the weather gets warmer after the year, I will definitely make a lot of money. It will definitely be enough to build a factory.

Use it." Seeing Luo Yuzhu's eyes full of suspicion, Wang Yan took a sip of wine and said, "You will know when you look at the design draft I drew later. I guarantee there will be no problem."

Wang Dashan didn't know much about these things, so he didn't talk nonsense and listened carefully while eating.

Seeing that Wang Yan was sure and did not say anything sarcastic, Luo Yuzhu said thoughtfully: "What factory do you plan to build in the first step?"

"The garment factory does not require high technical requirements. We make clothes, hats, shoes and pants. We need to put up a brand first."

"Have you designed all of these?"

Wang Yan nodded: "Of course, absolutely novel."

Luo Yuzhu didn't say anything after taking a bite of food for her son. If it was true as Wang Yan said, it would definitely make money. She had sold clothes before, so she knew how much profit there was, not to mention that they produced it themselves.

Although it is inevitable for others to follow suit, the first wave of reputation is the real long-term benefit.

Wang Dashan said strangely: "When did you know how to design clothes? Why didn't I know?"

"You don't know if the real person doesn't show his face, where are you? I know a lot. Come on, have a drink." As he said this, he picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Wang Dashan.

How can he design clothes? He just has lv1 painting skills and can draw the things he has seen in a decent way. It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not, it just means that, it is enough if you can understand it. In this case

In a rapidly changing era, because people are eager for new things, they don't have to be too ahead of their time. As long as they are three or two years in advance, it will be an absolute hit, and there is no need to worry about selling. It is a complete seller's market.

The next morning, in the shop in Qiancheng, Wang Yan looked at the pictures and talked, explaining to Wang Dashan and Luo Yuzhu, who were attentive, what the real effect of his paintings would be. Look at the two of them.

With the dark circles under my eyes, I knew that I didn't sleep well yesterday, I was struggling with my reckless decision, and I was worried about the uncertain future.

Wang Dashan stared blankly at the drawing in his hand: "I didn't expect that, Wang Yan, you are really professional and presentable. No worse than those... fashion designers."

"Indeed, with this hand and the plan you mentioned, we really took advantage." Luo Yuzhu said with a smile, slapping away his son's dirty hands.

She had never seen what the real design looked like. Anyway, based on her intuition, there was nothing wrong with it and it would definitely sell well. She didn't have high hopes either, or she didn't sleep well either.

Mr. Wang has such a big face. He will admit everything he says: "I have already said that the real person will not show his face. Now believe me. As for whether you take advantage of it or not, I won't talk about it in the future. We have agreed upon the matter. You are welcome."

I wish that those students should be separated."

Luo Yuzhu smiled and said nothing. Wang Dashan looked at Wang Yan sincerely: "Wang Yan... thank you..."

"Okay, what you said is serious." Wang Yan waved his hand and said, "I'll leave it to you, I'm leaving."

"Be safe, I'll wait for you to come back."

Wang Yan went south to Pengcheng, and the couple got up to see each other off.

In the following period, Wang Yan traveled between Pengcheng, Gan Province, accumulating wealth bit by bit. He registered the familiar Longteng Group, with half of the shares owned by him and Wang Dashan's family. What followed was various registrations under it.

Branch offices and trademarks, clothing, department stores, real estate, electronics, Internet, and his old business logistics, and so on, a series of companies starting with Longteng. There are also famous foreign brands, basically all registered

A first-hand trademark. Not only can it disgust people, but it may also bring some benefits, so why not do it by hand?

Seeing that the wealth on the books was increasing day by day, Luo Yuzhu was okay, but Wang Dashan became red-eyed when he suddenly became rich, and regretted that he slapped himself. If he had come out with Luo Yuzhu earlier, wouldn't he have earned more?

Want more.

It’s not that we don’t work hard or that we don’t make progress, it’s just that many times people can’t see the direction and don’t have a clear goal. The benefits that can be seen are the best driving force for their own progress. Just like Wang Yan at the time, the system is alive and well.

When he came, he really tried his best to absorb nutrients to strengthen himself. After persisting like this for many years, he developed a habit, used to grow, and used to make progress.

Wang Dashan is no exception.

Along with the rapidly increasing wealth, everything in front of him is progressing steadily according to the original plan, and it seems that he is getting closer and closer to the blueprint drawn by Wang Yan. He cannot fall behind, cannot always point to Wang Yan to take care of him, and rely on his wife to get by.

An unknown person who has worked as a railway worker for many years has no shortage of perseverance, not to mention the motivation of profit. He knew that Wang Yan read a lot and knew a lot. He smiled and asked Wang Yan for advice. He wanted to be like him and Luo Yuzhu.

What should be done.

It is impossible to reach his level in this life, and it will be difficult in the next life. Wang Yan did not hesitate to give advice. After all, Qiu Yingying has set a precedent. As long as he is not stupid and given a chance, he can always practice. Wang Yan gave him a list of

Book list, leave him alone with "listen more, read more, think more". These are enough. With Luo Yuzhu's constant guidance and his own understanding, he will always improve in all aspects.

In April 1990, outside a factory on the outskirts of Hongdu.

"Haha, Boss Luo, there's no problem. It's just right. It's just right."

One person put the last package of things into the car and said something back.

Luo Yuzhu shook a bunch of money in his hand and said with a smile: "Boss Song, the money is just right, not bad at all."

"Then it's a pleasure to cooperate with you. If nothing happens, I'll leave first?"

"Wait a minute, Boss Song, I have some news for you. Today is the last batch. Our company will no longer ship here. The address is in Qiancheng... The quality is definitely high but not low.

, you can go and take a look when you have time. And let me tell you, we are going to build our own store, and the more we sell in the future, the less bulk goods we will sell..."

Without even thinking about it, Boss Song laughed: "It's definitely Qiancheng... right? Boss Luo, don't worry, I'll go over and take a look once this batch of goods is sold out."

"Okay, I look forward to our cooperation again. Goodbye."

Watching Boss Song walk away, Luo Yuzhu put the money into her cross-body bag, took out her notebook and jotted down a sum. After finishing this, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the person counting people not far away.

Wang Dashan smiled slightly, life was becoming more and more promising.

Wang Dashan saw off the customer, passed the kettle and said, "Yuzhu, are you tired? Come on, have a drink of water."

Rolling her eyes at him, Luo Yuzhu took the kettle and took a sip and threw it back to him: "How can you be tired after collecting money? Really. Let's go, let's go to the factory director to settle the balance."

Taking the kettle and following Luo Yuzhu's footsteps, Wang Dashan looked at the short-sleeved shirt with the word 'Huaxia' printed on it under her coat, then looked down at the short-sleeved shirt with the word 'Longteng' printed on it and said with a smile:

"Don't tell me, this Wang Yan is really good. Just print a few words and some colorful patterns, and it can sell so well."

Luo Yuzhu said: "Okay, let's see how much fun you have. This time we will use the name 'Long Teng'. It will be more popular in the future, and you will have more fun. Come on, we have been apart for two days.

I don’t know how my son is doing.”

Wang Dashan shook his head and followed without saying a word.

After making the final payment with the factory director, and looking at his unintelligible look in his eyes, the couple rushed to the train station and got on the train back to Qiancheng.

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, the two came to a factory on the outskirts of Qiancheng. They stood at the door and stared at the 'Long Teng Clothing' on the wall for a while before walking in. Half of them were here...

Wang Yan, who was reading quietly in the guard room, heard the commotion, stood up and took a look, then called out to Wang Xu, who was fascinated by the little book and unwilling to move, and led him to open the door and walk out.

Seeing her son come out, Luo Yuzhu ran two steps and picked him up: "Son, do you miss your mother?"

Looking at the little book in his hand, Wang Xu laughed: "I miss my dad too. What have you been doing these days?"

"We went to make money so that we can buy you a lot of little novels to read."

How could Luo Yuzhu not notice that look in his eyes? He said angrily at that moment.

"Really? That's great, mom." After saying that, Wang Xu lowered his head and took a bite of Luo Yuzhu: "I want to watch Dragon Ball."

Wang Dashan couldn't bear to see his son suffer so much, so he quickly stepped forward and took him from Luo Yuzhu's arms: "Okay, okay, let's go see our factory with your uncle." As he said that, he turned his head and looked aside.

Wang Yan: "Is everything done, Wang Yan?"

"Okay, let's wait until the two whips are released tomorrow. Let's go and have a look together."

Wang Yan smiled and led the way towards the workshop.

Looking at the machines in front of them and the workbenches one by one, Wang Dashan and Luo Yuzhu imagined that there were busy workers here, and they couldn't help but feel high-spirited.

Seeing Wang Dashan looking at those machines with pain, Wang Yan said with a smile: "These are all necessary investments. The chief engineer said that science and technology are the primary productive forces. In the future, we will have to recruit talents to develop our own research and development, and the money will be spent even more."

Much faster.”

"I know, I'm just afraid of being poor. Now I can't even think about spending so much money on buying machines. In the future, we have to develop our own research and make money from others. This is much faster than selling clothes."

Luo Yuzhu couldn't bear to see Wang Dashan's guessing. Now he was more willing to become bigger and stronger than she was: "Let's take a walk and look around. This will be our base from now on."

Afterwards, everyone strolled through the entire workshop, and the couple walked out with their children in their arms, smiling happily, hoping to come soon tomorrow.

"You haven't eaten yet since you came back from Hongdu. Come on, let's go back to the city and have a nice meal." House prices are not high now. Compared to what they earn, the money is really not much. They have moved to the city a long time ago.

In town.

………

In October 1992, there was a three-story building in Qiancheng that occupied a large area and faced the street on three sides.

There are clean and bright floor-to-ceiling windows facing the street on the first floor. Looking through the glass windows, the first thing you see is a row of original-color solid wood tables and chairs next to the window. There are scattered tables of fathers and mothers who are reading with their children.

Inside are rows of tall bookshelves filled with books. Some people are browsing here and there, looking at them without a moment's leisure. Others are holding a book and leaning against the bookshelf to read quietly and with relish.

You can tell at a glance that this is a bookstore, and the name of this bookstore is exactly the bookstore.

On the second floor, Wang Yan was sitting on a chair by the east window, listening to soft and soothing music, and put down the book in his hand. He turned his head and looked out the window at the crowd of people walking with their heads in their hands, and looked at a figure rising from the water on the ground.

With a ripple, Wang Yan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, savoring the sweetness in his mouth. He felt like he was taking a quiet moment amidst the chaos, smiling at the pretense of looking at the world.

Since opening the factory, under Wang Yan's instructions, Wang Dashan and Luo Yuzhu have invested in raw materials upstream and hired people with relevant expertise to research new materials. At the same time, they have opened stores in major cities and horizontally expanded the daily necessities industry.

Develop new financial resources.

But last year, he still relied on the help of Brother Su, whom he respected very much. He, Wang, was really good at this job. After a few rounds, the equipment came out, some skills were obtained, and the money was not lost. Long Teng
To be continued...