"Tell me, what do you need me to do, lead the way?"
I shook my head and said that you don't need to lead the way. I want you to pretend that you are an antique dealer from Beijing.
"What?"
Lao Wen was dumbfounded and said: "Antiques? How can I understand those things? I have never seen them before."
I said you don’t need to understand, can you show off?
The old writer knows a thing or two about this.
I nodded and said that's enough, you just need to pretend that you are rich and act smart as much as possible so as not to lose your worth.
Lao Wen nodded: "Who am I pretending to show, and when will I take action?"
I looked at the time, thought for a moment and said, "Seven o'clock tonight."
At that time, Yinchuan had not yet embarked on a major city construction project, and there were few high-rise buildings. It was easy to find out where a certain company was. The advertising company run by Zhou Bing was across Funing Street. Old Yinchuan people were still used to calling this place Laomiao Street.
Because there used to be a very efficacious old temple here called Funing Temple.
Zhou Bing's advertising company is called Tianyuan Advertising Planning. It mainly helps shops make advertising slogans and signboards, and helps people print, copy and design business cards. Because he is the only one doing this nearby, the business has always been good.
His store pulls down the rolling shutter door at 7:30 every day. There were originally three employees in the store, but because the handsome boy is no longer there, there are now two employees in the store, one male and one female. Together with Zhou Bing, there are three people in total.
At around 6 o'clock that evening, a group of us arrived at the entrance of Tianyuan Advertising Copy Shop.
"Have you remembered everything I told you?" I asked Lao Wen.
Lao Wen said, remember, please give me your mobile phone.
So I gave him my new mobile phone, which he added on his own initiative.
After putting away his mobile phone, Lao Wen took out two stacks of money from his pocket. This was the full 20,000 yuan I gave him. He patted the money and said with a smile: "Look, I will definitely not expose the secret."
I said I hope so.
Then Lao Wen tidied his hair, patted his suit, and walked into the advertising store with his hands behind his back.
Douyazai Xiaoxuan and I hurriedly followed.
"Hello, what are you doing?" the female employee asked as she looked at Lao Wen who came into the store.
"I'll make the business card." Old Wen said in a calm tone, with an expression neither sad nor happy.
"Designing business cards?" The female employee looked at the time and said, "We will close at 7:30, so you can come tomorrow."
Lao Wen frowned and said I could add more money. I would get it tomorrow morning at the latest.
"So urgent? What do you do?" the woman asked.
"You don't have to worry about what I do. Where is your boss? Call him out and I'll talk to him face to face."
The female employee looked at Lao Wen suspiciously, turned around and called Zhou Bing over.
"Hello, hello, I'm the boss." Zhou Bing put down the pile of printing paper in his hand and walked over with a smile.
The female employee repeated Lao Wen's request, and Zhou Bing nodded and said, "You mean to ask us to work overtime tonight, and we have to make it tomorrow morning, right?"
Lao Wen deliberately showed the electronic watch on his hand, looked at the time and said, "Yes, that's what I meant. I have to meet some very important clients tomorrow morning, and the original business card box has been brought to Shangri-La."
After hearing this, Dou Sprout, who was eavesdropping at the door of the store, turned around and asked me: "Where is Shangri-La?"
I'd say it's the one in Zizhuyuan, Beijing. It's very expensive.
Dou Sprout murmured in a low voice that I didn’t even know, how could he know it when he was selling the goods?
I patted Bean Sprouts and signaled him to stop talking and continue reading.
Zhou Bing looked at Lao Wen up and down and said, "If you have to rush, it's not impossible, that's it..."
Lao Wen shook his head and impatiently took out a stack of money from his pocket and threw it to Zhou Bing.
"Is it enough?"
Before Zhou Bing could react, Lao Wen threw him another stack of money.
