After taking care of Yang Kai, Gao Fan began to make arrangements for leaving Beijing.
He left Beijing without intending to go home, because he would have to face the doubts of his parents when he returned. They were not as easy to talk to as Yang Kai, and they would most likely drive him back to school to study.
Gao Fan's plan was to go to Chen Xingquan to see the production and operation conditions of Xinglong Paint Factory before thinking about the next direction.
He has countless mature technologies with low thresholds in his mind that can be turned into money. The difficulty lies in developing sales channels. If it doesn't work, he can only do it himself.
Before leaving, he took Wu Zixian to Chen Xingquan's cousin Chen Yuliang, introduced each other, and agreed that Wu Zixian would go to Chen Yuliang every once in a while in the future to pick up a batch of socks to sell back to the school, and would meet with Chen Yuliang after the payment was recovered.
Settlement.
Chen Yuliang only has a junior high school education, and according to him, the junior high school diploma was given free of charge by the school. He has not actually read many books.
Because of this, he admired Gao Fan and Wu Zixian, two Peking University students, and immediately said that he did not need Wu Zixian to come to pick up the goods. As long as they made a phone call, he would send the goods to Peking University.
Of course Wu Zixian would not accept this kind offer. He was already very grateful that they were willing to give him the socks on credit at a low price, giving him a chance to make money. How could he dare to let them deliver them to his door in person?
After explaining the matter about Wu Zixian, Gao Fan mentioned that he was planning to go south to Renqiao in the near future, and also said that he planned to queue up at the front door to buy train tickets at night. Chen Yuliang found another opportunity to express himself, saying that he knew a friend on the railway who could get it.
Sleeper ticket.
Gao Fan was overjoyed when he heard this. It took a full 30 hours to take a train from Beijing to Bitian, the capital of Shuinan Province. He really didn't want to sit on a hard seat.
These days, sleeper berth tickets are an absolute hot commodity. Often, when the ticket office opens, the sleeper berth tickets have been sold out in advance. As for who has the ability to get these tickets, it is not known to outsiders.
Now that Chen Yuliang said that he had a way to get a sleeper berth ticket, Gao Fan had nothing else to say, but of course he left the matter directly to the other party.
As for owing favors, it doesn't matter. Chen Yuliang had heard about Gao Fan's deeds from Chen Xingquan a long time ago and knew that Gao Fan was an extremely capable person. He was willing to spend some money to make friends with Gao Fan.
However, when Chen Yuliang came to Peking University two days later and handed the train ticket to Gao Fan, Gao Fan was a little dumbfounded:
"No way, Lao Chen, you can actually get a soft sleeper ticket?"
Chen Yuliang explained: "Actually, when I asked that person, I told him to buy a hard sleeper. But he said that the hard sleepers on this train were sold out in advance, and only this soft sleeper ticket was left."
"Don't you need a certain level to sit on a soft sleeper?" Gao Fan asked.
Chen Yuliang said: "There used to be such a rule, but it has been relaxed a bit in the past two years. As long as you are not a bad person and are willing to pay, you can also sit in a soft sleeper. I told my friend that you are a top student at Peking University.
, he is a talent of the country, and he is certainly not an incompetent person, so he was given a soft sleeper ticket."
"Ha, that's alright. Then I'll sit in the soft sleeper and eat some meat. Thank you very much, Old Chen."
"No thanks, no thanks, yes, yes."
In this way, Gao Fan carried his simple luggage and boarded the express train bound for Bitian.
The conductor in the soft sleeper carriage saw that a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old was getting on the bus. He did not show any suspicion. Instead, he followed the regulations and respectfully called Gao Fan "chief" and took him to the
The compartment specified on the ticket.
A soft sleeper box had four berths. When Gao Fan entered, he saw that the other three passengers had already arrived.
On one of the lower bunks, a young woman in her 30s was reclining, with a blanket on her legs and a popular novel in her hand. She was reading pretendingly. Seeing Gao Fan come in, she even blinked.
Didn't lift it.
Gao Fan's bunk happened to be above hers. Logically speaking, after putting away his luggage, Gao Fan could borrow the lower bunk for a while if he was not in a hurry to go to bed. This was also the rule of the sleeper carriage.
But Gao Fan looked up and found that the young woman's bunk had no room for others to lower their buttocks.
The young woman was sitting at the head of the bed, so Gao Fan naturally couldn't get too close to her. At the end of the bed, two pieces of clothing seemed to be thrown carelessly. If Gao Fan wanted to sit down, he could only sit on those pieces of clothing. This was a bit strange.
Not quite appropriate anymore.
Gao Fan took a peek at the young woman and found that she was quite pretty, but her face looked as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator, with a chill in it.
Well, this is probably an old fairy who descended from somewhere. Her face has not yet thawed, so you better not mess with her.
Just as he was hesitantly preparing to climb onto his bunk, an old man sitting on the opposite bunk laughed and greeted him: "Young man, please sit here with me for a while. I feel aggrieved and can't sit up straight."
"Hey, okay, thank you, uncle." Gao Fan responded and sat down on the old man's bunk.
Hearing the noise below, a young man sleeping on the old man's bunk took a look. The old man waved his hand to him and said, "Xiao Wu, you sleep in your bed while I chat with this guy."
That Xiao Wu looked at Gao Fan carefully, and probably felt that Gao Fan didn't look like a "no three, no four" kind of person, so he withdrew his head and continued to sleep.
"Are you...going to visit relatives?"
The old man probably wanted to chat with someone just now, but the frozen fairy opposite him was not the right person to chat with. Now that he saw Gao Fan, he couldn't wait to start chatting and started chatting.
"It's a visit to relatives, I guess." Gao Fan replied with a smile, and then asked, "Are you on a business trip?"
"That's right, I'm on a business trip." The old man said, and then brought the conversation back to Gao Fan, "Your accent doesn't sound like someone from Shuinan. Are your parents working in Beijing, and now you're back in Shuinan to see your grandparents?
Grandpa and grandma are going?"
Gao Fan shook his head: "I'm not from Shuinan, I'm from Maolin. As for the accent, maybe I picked up a bit of a Beijing accent because I stayed in Beijing for two months."
In the previous life, Gao Fan studied and worked in Beijing. He stayed there for more than ten years, and his speech already had a Beijing flavor. After traveling through time and living in the environment of Cangtang, he usually spoke Cangtang dialect, but he didn't
How to show off your Beijing accent.
When he came to Beijing and started speaking Mandarin, the Beijing flavor gradually emerged in his accent. In addition, there was a Beijinger like Pan Chang in the dormitory, who would teach everyone Beijing slang when there was nothing wrong. This made Gao Fan's speaking tone unique.
He looked more like a Beijinger, so much so that the old man mistakenly thought that Gao Fan was a second-generation immigrant from Beijing.
"So, you are a college student?" the old man asked.
"Yes." Gao Fan replied.
"Which school?"
"Beida."
"Good school. What major do you study?"
"Chemical."
"Chemistry? What's your name?"
"My surname is Gao, you can just call me Xiao Gao." Gao Fan said.
In this era, chatting on the train is like this. No one cares about privacy. Only by telling each other by name, introducing their place of origin, workplace, etc., can everyone find a common language so that they can chat happily and pass the time.
Long journey time.
As everyone knows, just after Gao Fan said his last name, the old man raised his eyebrows, stared at him with a falcon-like gaze, and asked: