"Jiang He once said that it was you who guided him to contract this sock factory." Qiu Yingjie said with a smile: "You are braver than me. I only encouraged him to do some small businesses, but you made him own a small business."
share the inheritance, so you take a longer-term view than I do."
"You and I look at the problem from different angles. From your point of view, an active market requires a small commodity economy. Doing a small business is the right choice. And I am doing business. I hope that the bigger the business, the better."
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Qiu Yingjie nodded: "Indeed, different perspectives on problems lead to different ways of handling things."
Chen Jianghe said with a smile: "Okay, it's getting late. Let's eat first and chat while eating."
The four of them sat down to eat, and Qiu Yingjie couldn't wait to ask Jiang Hua for advice. What he was most concerned about was what kind of development path Yiwu should take now.
"Yiwu is different from other places. There is very little land here. It is not possible to rely solely on agriculture, so business needs to be developed. The ancestors of Yiwu people have also confirmed this."
Qiu Yingjie nodded: "You think the same as me, but I think that instead of letting them do small business so loosely, I hope to find a way to twist them into a rope and concentrate on development, so that I will have an advantage.
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"Let's build a small commodity wholesale market." Jiang Hua said: "Yiwu can rely on the advantage of the relatively developed light industry in the Yangtze River Delta to become a distribution center for light industrial commodities."
Qiu Yingjie's eyes lit up: "Then we can rely on the small commodity market to drive the development of surrounding industries. This way we can rely on each other. This idea is really great."
Chen Jianghe greeted: "Brother Qiu, come and have a drink."
"I won't drink." Qiu Yingjie waved his hands repeatedly: "I have to go to the city to do errands in the afternoon, so I can't drink."
Qiu Yingjie still had time to eat. He finally met someone he could talk to, so he quickly exchanged some opinions.
Qiu Yingjie didn't know how to taste this meal. He couldn't taste the dishes carefully prepared by the master chef. All his attention was on communicating with Jiang Hua.
With the endless insights of future generations, coupled with his current experience and knowledge, Jiang Hua gave him an almost perfect answer, which made Qiu Yingjie pat his thigh and say that the trip was worthwhile. In the end, he must leave Jiang Hua's address and phone number.
, to facilitate their future communication.
Jiang Hua left him two addresses, one of which was the address in the capital. When he saw the address written with such-and-such compound, Qiu Yingjie felt dizzy. He accidentally made a predator friend.
After eating, Jiang Hua insisted on leaving despite Chen Jianghe's attempts to stay, but Chen Jianghe repeatedly tried to persuade him to stay and asked him to wait for another hour.
An hour later, five jars of fifty kilograms of rice wine appeared in front of Jiang Hua. Chen Jianghe had someone pile the rice wine into Jiang Hua's trunk.
"Brother, these rice wines have been stored for fifty years or more, nearly sixty years. Thank you for helping me persuade Uncle Jinshui."
Jiang Hua said nonchalantly: "This is all a trivial matter. Are there any more rice wines like this? Help me collect some. These are all good things. I also want to save some more to make a hundred-year-old rice wine."
Jiang Hua felt like he was sick. He had this damn collecting habit. He didn't like drinking either, but he liked to collect these things. For example, he still had a lot of Moutai, Fenjiu and red wine that he had saved for decades. He looked at these things.
There is a very happy feeling of satisfaction.
Sitting in the car, you can smell the unique mellow aroma of rice wine. Even though the mouth of the jar has been sealed tightly with clay, this smell can still come out through the jar, which is really tempting.
The car drove to a place where Chen Jiahe could not see it. Jiang Hua quickly collected the wine into his own space. Wouldn't it be a pity if the fifty-year-old rice wine got damaged on the road?
After a bumpy ride back to Suzhou and Hangzhou, I rested for a night, had a meal with Ning Wei and Xu Xiangyun, and encouraged them to work hard. Jiang Hua felt very relieved about the duo.
The next day, Ning Wei sent him to the capital city, and Jiang Hua took a plane from the capital city directly to the capital. After a year, I, Hu Hansan, came back.
Nowadays, there are many taxis in Beijing. Just hail one and there will be one.
After getting on the bus and arriving at the destination, the driver started chatting with Jiang Hua.
"My dear, when you go to the ministry compound, are you looking for someone to do something or do you live somewhere?"
Jiang Hua smiled and said, "What's the matter? My accent is not authentic enough. I look like a foreigner, right?"
"Okay, I understand. Children from the ministry compound, I think back then there were quarrels on the streets with kids like you."
Jiang Hua looked at the driver's age and saw that he might be a little older than himself.
"What's the matter, I'm missing you? You are a good boy, you don't go out to the streets to fight or pat your mother-in-law."
The driver said cheerfully: "How is that possible? If I were a good boy, would I still be driving a taxi here? Back then, I was also a boss who played three games a day, but I am a stubborn boss and came out with you ministries and commissions.
Veterans, we can’t go together for fun.”
"What age are we in? There are still veterans and die-hards. They have all been swept into the dust of history. Now the main thing is to make money. Whoever has the money is the master."
The driver honked the horn twice: "That's right. Those who have money these days are the uncles, and those who have no money are just grandsons. Did you fly back from abroad?"
"Fly back from the devil's capital."
"Yes, you are such a rich man. You don't need to take a train or a plane to get from the devil to the capital. How much money do you have? It's so scary."
"Save time, time is money."
The driver nodded: "Yes, it smells like this, a capitalist smell. The time of us poor people is just time. It is not linked to money. It is reserved for chatting about mountains and rivers."
"You still have time to chat, which means you are still rich." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "The salary of your taxi driver is much higher than that of ordinary people in the capital."
"That's right. As soon as these four wheels turn, won't the money come?" The driver glanced at Jiang Hua in the rearview mirror and asked, "Look at you, you are wearing a suit and leather shoes. You are a big business boss."
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"There are two bad guys."
"Hey." The driver said happily: "You are different from the rich people I have driven before. Those people were arrogant when they had two bad money. You are a good person. Your temper with me is the same as ours."
A gentleman from the capital."
"What you're saying is, am I a man or a woman?"
When the two men from the capital came together, they couldn't stop talking about the mountain. Along the way, the driver kept talking to Jiang Hua about the big gossip happening in every nook and cranny of the capital, which really cheered him up after the tiring journey.
