The capital is a little small, and you can still meet acquaintances even when eating at a small restaurant.
Nan Yi and his friends finished a drink, and then a bald man sat down at the table next to them. After they sat down and ordered some dishes, the bald man looked at Nan Yi and his friends with his lifeless eyes. Then, he stood up with the back of his head facing Nan Yi and was about to leave.
"You are a mouse seeing a cat. Hide when you see me. Come back."
Li Chengnuo retracted his foot, turned around and faced Nan Yi, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying, "Master Nan, you are here too?"
"Okay, bye-bye, it's been years since I last called you that. Come and sit with me."
The school beauty moved her tableware, changed her position to squeeze in with the fairy, and gave her seat to Li Chengnuo.
After Li Chengnuo sat down, Nan Yi deliberately glanced at his face and said, "You look miserable. Did your foreign exchange account explode, or did you lose a lot in Macau?"
"The account has been liquidated." Li Chengnuo said dejectedly.
"Using leverage?"
"Not a penny left, and I still owe a security deposit."
Nan Yi suddenly realized, "Oh, no wonder you hide when you see me, do you feel like you can't do it in front of me?"
"It's a little interesting, but I'm too embarrassed to see my acquaintances now."
"Then you can relax a little with me. No matter you are the Li Chengnuo who did odd jobs on the crew, or the Li Chengnuo who was said to have a unclear reputation later, in my heart you are the original Li Chengnuo. I have never looked down upon you, nor have I looked up to you."
Nan Yi said, picking up the wine bottle and pouring some wine into his own glass, then pushed the bottle to Li Chengnuo and clinked his glass against the bottle, "Yanjing, the packaging has changed, but the taste hasn't changed."
Li Chengnuo was slightly stunned, then he picked up the wine bottle and took a big gulp.
"Have some stir-fried dishes. The chef here is very skilled." After drinking, Nan Yi picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of stir-fried dish.
Stir-fried combined dishes were a home-cooked dish in bannermen’s families in the past. A combined dish is made by stir-frying several vegetables together, including spinach, bean sprouts, leeks, vermicelli, eggs, etc. It has the meaning of "combination", and has many connotations such as union, harmony, cooperation, and harmony. It also has a metaphor for the Eight Banners uniting to suppress the (Southern) Han and secure their rule.
In the past, Han Chinese families in Beijing either did not like this dish or did not have the means to eat it. In recent years, with the increase in supplies, stir-fried dishes have become a representative of Beijing's home-cooked dishes.
The reason why it became popular may be that most of the literary and artistic workers in the capital, as well as people with profound background in life, are of Manchu origin. The culture of the capital is dominated by Manchu culture, and the subtle details are deeply influenced.
After finishing the stir-fried dish in one bite, Nan Yi picked up two slices of cold tomatoes and sold them to Li Chengnuo.
After a few bites of food, Nan Yi said, "If you need any help in the future, just let me know. I'll help with any small favors I can. As for the big favors, it depends on what they are. To be honest, we haven't reached that point yet."
To put it nicely, Nan Yi's personality is that he is a mean man first and a gentleman later. He doesn't easily promise others, and once he promises, he means it. He won't make excuses or emphasize objective difficulties to not do it. So when he speaks polite words, he is also very cautious, full of the pettiness of a little man, not as straightforward as a man who pats his chest and promises.
"I understand, Mr. Nan, thank you in advance." Li Chengnuo said as he picked up the wine bottle.
After another glass of wine, Nan Yi's curiosity suddenly rose, "Why is your hair gone? Did you shave it all off? Do you want to start from scratch?"
"That's not the case. That day, I was looking at the market and saw that I was in a short position. I had no idea what to do. I felt a chill running down from the back of my neck to my tailbone. The next day, my hair started falling out. It kept falling out. I got annoyed and cut the hair on my forehead."
"Well, you have some of the stories about Wu Zixu, whose hair turned white overnight. This is also an anecdote. You can brag about it when you stand up again."
Nan Yi suddenly thought that he and Li Chengnuo might still be rivals. Whether it was the Scarlett Fund or PY Securities, their recent work reports showed that they had made considerable gains in the foreign exchange market. Perhaps part of Li Chengnuo's funds fell into Nan's hands.
"Who will listen to my bragging now that I'm in this state?" Li Chengnuo smiled bitterly. "When I recover, I have to find a way to make a living."
"Take your time."
He accompanied Li Chengnuo for a drink, and only when Li Chengnuo was drunk did Nan Yi pay the bill and leave.
In the next two days, Nan Yi was busy signing a contract with Jingjun Construction. Green Core Development contracted the entire project of Aotai Industrial Zone to Jingjun Construction, and the two parties settled the bill in US dollars.
After finishing his work, Nan Yi went to Peking University carrying two kilograms of oranges and one kilogram of rotten apples.
After entering the campus, I quickly found Ren Xia's office.
Ren Xia was promoted again and is now the second-in-command of the Student Affairs Office. Apart from teaching, she is responsible for almost all matters related to the admissions, rewards and punishments, and graduation assignments of Peking University students.
Nan Yi put the fruit on Ren Xia's desk, and the flattery in his mouth instantly exploded, "Ren Erba, I'm here to give you a gift."
Ren Xia glanced at the bag on the table and pretended to be displeased, "How dare you bring over a few rotten fruits? Why don't you bring over an air conditioner?"
"You may not know this, but this is not an ordinary fruit. I have replaced the pulp inside and stuffed dozens of kilograms of gold into it."
"Stop talking nonsense. You haven't been here for a long time. Is there something going on today?" Ren Xia said angrily.
"Ren Erba is Ren Erba, he is very smart and even knows that I have something to ask you." Nan Yi gave a thumbs up and said, "It's just a small matter. Please introduce me to a teacher. I plan to get my doctorate degree at school."
"Why do you want to study for a doctorate now? Liu Zhen is about to submit his graduation thesis."
"I'm not as free as her. It's good enough that I can spare some time to think about my studies now." Nan Yi said leisurely.
Ren Xia asked: "Is it still economics?"
“A PhD in Marxist theory would be fine.”
"Are you that material?"
"Why not? I have stayed in the apartment where Marx lived, drank from the same river as him, walked the same street where he took walks after writing, and even played the role of a capitalist in his works. I have both theory and practice. As long as the horse in Marx's theory is Marx's horse, I am qualified to become a postdoctoral fellow and move to the mobile station."
Ren Xia smiled bitterly and said, "You are still like this. Stop talking nonsense. If you really want to find a teacher, you have to hurry up. There are still some holes with Dean Li Yizheng. I will say hello to him for you first, and you can go and find one yourself."
"Ren Erba is reliable and a financial tycoon. I'll leave this matter to you. I'll go to your house for dinner tonight. I haven't seen my daughter-in-law for a long time and I miss her so much."
Nan Yi always joked about marrying Ren Xia's youngest daughter, Zheng Qiqi, to Nan Wuwei as his wife. As the joke was told so many times, both sides began to have the intention of really bringing the two together, but it was not as deliberate as a child marriage. It seemed like they were happy to see it happen, but also willing to let it go.
Ren Xia said jokingly, "Nan Yi, stop talking nonsense. My Qiqi is very naughty. As her future father-in-law, you should help control her. If you don't take care of her, she will definitely make your family very upset after she marries you."
"Haha, I like the chaos. I just love Qiqi. Okay, that's all I have to ask you. Go back and cook. Don't mess with me with the noodle soup."
"You are so rude. Please leave now. I have a meeting soon."
"Okay, let's go."
On the third day after having dinner at Ren Xia's house, Ren Xia called Nan Yi and said that she had already greeted Li Yizheng and asked Nan Yi to meet Li Yizheng as an interview.
If you want to study for a PhD, you have to apply, interview, and possibly take unified examinations, but in fact, these are not important. The most important thing is the approval of your supervisor. To use a common saying, if someone says you can do it, it's okay if you can't, and if someone says you can't do it, it doesn't matter if you can do it.
The relationship between tutors and students is not very pure. It is more like the relationship between a boss and an employee. Employees are very purposeful. No matter which tutor they are working for, they are all aiming for the degree certificate. Tutors' goals are diverse, and each tutor wants something different. Some want a prestigious reputation, some want a beautiful woman, and some want a golden house.
There is also a common point among the tutors, that is, they all need one or two students who can do hard work. They tend to prefer such students. Other students graduate in three or four years, but such students are usually retained for one or two more years. It is normal to graduate in six years, and it is not uncommon for working students to study for eight years.
After many twists and turns, Nan Yi arrived at the dean's office of the School of Business Administration and met Li Yizheng, who was already sixty-three years old. He was a thin old man wearing a shirt and tie, and looked neither energetic nor kind.
"Are you the husband of Liu Zhen, the last female disciple of Chen Heling?" Li Yizheng gave Nan Yi a warning as soon as he came up.
"Yes, Mr. Li, I am Nan Yi, the husband of Mr. Chen's student Liu Zhen."
Nan Yi muttered in his heart that Li Yizheng spoke too softly, and it would be difficult to communicate with him in the future. As for the so-called show of power, he didn't care at all.
Li Yizheng did not comment on Nan Yi's answer, but continued to ask in a muffled voice: "Are you from the class of 1977?"
"yes."
"You spent your senior year doing internships outside and barely attended classes?"
"Yes."
“Which school did you study for your master’s degree?”
“Massachusetts.”
“Where do you work now?”
"Green Core Development, a foreign company, mainly engaged in project investment business."
“How much assets does Green Core Development have?”
“Less than $1 billion.”
"Be more specific."
"Company secrets cannot be disclosed to the public."
Li Yizheng glanced at Nan Yi and asked, "What position do you hold?"
"CEO."
“What investments have you made in the country?”
"We have invested in the Coconut City Dream Town project in cooperation with Temasek, Kushner Companies of the United States, and Shenzhen Cun Maker Space. It is in the final stage of construction and will be put into use soon."
"Is it the Dream Town that is being bought out of the unfinished buildings in Coconut City and Qianya?"
Nan Yi said calmly: "If there is no second Dream Town Development Company, it should be this one."
"Your idea? Or that Lai Huri's idea?"
"Before I stepped down as general manager of Dream Town last year, I had already formulated a strategy to buy up unfinished buildings at bargain prices."
"Did you foresee that the real estate market in Qiongdao would collapse last year?"
"Earlier still, in 1989, when the real estate industry in Hainan Province was just starting up, I had foreseen that this day would come. At the beginning of last year, it became certain."
Li Yizheng lowered his head and wrote something on a piece of paper, then looked up and said, "Tell me about your previous work experience before joining Green Core Development."
"In 1980, I joined Shenzhen Guofa Trading Co., Ltd., which was established by Shenzhen Second Light Industry Bureau. I was mainly responsible for foreign trade and investment promotion. In 1982, I left Shenzhen Guofa Trading Co., Ltd. and joined Pan American Investment Holdings Co., Ltd. in the United States. I worked there until I became the president of the Asia-Pacific region before leaving.
After taking a break for a while, he found some investors and established Genzhengmiaohongxiangkeng Company. He also established Yaqing Company in a joint venture with Haidian District Government to develop two projects, Asia Mall and Qinghe International Wholesale Mall. On the eve of the completion of the project, he resigned as general manager of Yaqing Company.
After that, I raised funds from Wall Street to establish Green Core Development, which is a private equity fund operation model. I first carried out several projects in Mumbai, India, and then the Dream Town project. Currently, I am busy building an industrial zone in Mexico. "
Li Yizheng: "Is Green Core Development your company?"
Nan Yi nodded, "You can say that, but my profits come from dividends and project management fees, which is slightly different from ordinary companies. As I said before, Green Core Development is more like a private equity fund."
"Why did you leave Genzhengmiaohong? Are you dissatisfied with the treatment?"
"Not really. Before Genzhengmiaohong absorbed Yang Kaiyan, who is now the vice chairman and general manager of Yaqing Company, as a shareholder, the largest shareholder was actually my grandmother. I played the role of a temporary helper in Genzhengmiaohong. When Yang Kaiyan took over, I withdrew and took care of my own business."
Li Yizheng nodded and said, "It's still the same question, the scale of Green Core's development assets."
"It is a company secret and cannot be disclosed to the public."
“Is it necessary to keep it secret?”
"It is necessary. The market is the battlefield, and assets are war potential, or the storage of logistical materials such as ammunition and medicine. During the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, Ridgway realized that the rations carried by our soldiers often did not exceed one week, so he formulated the magnetic tactics, the so-called week offensive, which made our army suffer a lot.
The same is true for enterprises. If the size of assets and liquidity are fully understood by competitors, they can formulate targeted plans, and a single blow may cause the enterprise to lose the opportunity to become a super-large enterprise. "
Li Yizheng said: "The financial reports of listed companies must be disclosed to the outside world, but this does not affect their further development and growth."
"Teacher Li, the financial reports of listed companies and non-listed companies are two completely different concepts. One is only for reference, and the other is of decisive significance. The asset evaluation standards between the two are also different, and there is no comparison."
“What do you think of the domestic stock market?”
"Although this is a young market that is not mature yet, it has a promising future. I am very confident that the Shanghai Composite Index can break through 30,000 points. It is only a matter of time before it catches up with the UK and the US."
“What do you think is the nature of the stock market?”
"We need to look at this issue separately from the domestic and foreign markets. The essence of foreign stock markets is a casino, a zero-sum game. The domestic stock market is full of the superiority of socialism, and the idea of ​​equality for all is integrated into it. The stock market is a good place for the masses to resist inflation. As long as they don't hold the idea of ​​getting rich quickly, it is difficult for domestic stock investors to suffer losses."
Li Yizheng frowned and said, "Is this what you really think?"
"Yes."
Li Yizheng pointed at Zhi Nanyi and said, "I don't like you. You have neither pride nor arrogance. If it were 20 years ago, I would have looked down on students like you. Now, only people like you can thrive. I'll accept you and see how far you can go. Go and handle the formalities yourself."
"Yes, teacher."
Nan Yi bowed slightly and left Li Yizheng's office.
…
At noon, Chen Heling and Li Yizheng sat together in the staff cafeteria to eat.
"Has Nan Yi been here?"
"Here he comes. I'll take him."
"How are the people?"
"More intelligence, less arrogance."
"Old Li, arrogance is not a good compliment. I like the fact that Liu Zhen doesn't have arrogance. Let me know when Nan Yi comes to class. I'll go to him to beg for alms."
"Old Chen, Nan Yi is my student, not yours."
"Lao Li, don't be so stingy. You are a rich student..."
"It has nothing to do with you. I can develop a few more topics." Li Yizheng said bluntly: "If you want to beg for alms, you can find your own students."
After finishing all his work and studies, Nan Yi finally had some free time to get together with his friends.
Ye Qi’s fox friend is also a lot of dog friends, headed by Wang Qi. However, Wang Qi no longer likes to play with a group of people. He only has a little girl with him who likes rock music, can draw and write, and is pure and pretty.
In the courtyard of the old villa, the mutton hotpot has remained unchanged for more than ten years. Four people occupied three corners of the table, one of which was reserved for the hotpot dishes. Nan Yi and Ye Qi sat far apart, and the remaining two stuck together without being named, like two piles of chicken shit that were accidentally pulled together and could not be separated.
Ye Yu took a few bites of shabu-shabu mutton, put down his chopsticks and said, "Nan Batian, my store will open in a few days, you have to come to the opening ceremony."
"No time." Nan Yi blew on the mutton, endured the heat and put it into his mouth to chew. While chewing, he said: "Give me a lifetime free membership card, I will come often."
"You're dreaming. I need to learn from my previous lessons. Anyone who comes here has to pay for rent and renovation. I've invested hundreds of dollars in this business and I'm counting on it to make a lot of money. "
"Just learn from your mistakes. Don't follow the rogues. Doing business is like playing house. You will suffer losses no matter how much you spend."
Wang Qi was unhappy when he heard Nan Yi's words, and retorted: "Nan Batian, can you please not mention this? I am about to embark on a new journey, please say something auspicious."
"A new journey? Are you planning to open a shop again?"
Wang Li: "Open a company, a film and television company."
Nan Yi said disdainfully: "If the country allows it, then you can start it."
"Just add the word 'culture' after 'film and television'. When it opens, remember to come and support us," Wang Lu said bluntly.
"Let the weight go. I don't have time. I will be leaving in a few days and will not be back until the end of the year."
Nan Yi had long anticipated that Wang Lu was not cut out for business. He was too casual and inconsistent in his work. He was not optimistic about any business, no matter what it was.
Wang Jue spat, "Why are you always messing around outside? There are so many opportunities in China now, aren't they enough for you to mess around?"
"A real man has to face challenges. Why bother struggling in a small pond? My goal is the Pacific Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean... Hey, you two should pay attention to the situation. There are two more people here." Seeing Wang Li and the other man starting to lick their lips, Nan Yi hurriedly shouted.
"Nan Batian, don't worry about them. They are in the passionate period of love and are very close to each other. Let's drink." Ye Qi pulled Nan Yi and put the wine glass directly under Nan Yi's nose.
Nan Yi heard something strange in Ye Qi's words, so he withdrew his gaze from Wang Lu and the other man, turned around and clinked glasses with Ye Qi.
With the women present, the mutton hotpot did not last long. After about an hour, Wang Lu and the other man left, leaving Nan Yi and Ye Qi to continue.
"Do you know who the gangster is going to start a company with?"
"Since you ask this, there must be Feng Pants." Nan Yi said as a matter of course.
Ye Qi has always looked down on Feng Kuzi and hated Wang Lu, who was getting closer and closer to Feng Kuzi.
"Yes, it's him. I don't like to eat with gangsters now. You saw his behavior just now. Damn it, he claims to be a playboy, but he even forgets that he has a wife and children at home." Ye Wei said indignantly.
"Why are you so angry about hooliganism? Having a mistress is not murder or arson. We are not relatives and we are in no position to persuade them. If you don't like it, just watch less and drink." Nan Yi raised the glass and said.
Nan Yi has no right to criticize anyone regarding the trivial matters between men and women.
"Drink, drink."
Nan Yi and Ye Qi clinked glasses, and Ye Qi continued, "In the past six months, I have been looking for courtyard houses all over Beijing. I don't care about the price, as long as they are good, I will buy them. I spent more than 10 million yuan and bought more than ten courtyards. The price of courtyard houses has increased so fast. In the past, a decent courtyard only cost about 100,000 or 200,000 yuan, right?"
"How can it be compared? Money was more valuable in the past. I bought the yard in Ya'er Hutong near Shichahai for only 150,000 yuan. It sounds cheap now, but what about back then? In the eyes of most people, 20,000 or 30,000 yuan is a lot of money that can't be spent in a lifetime. 150,000 yuan is simply a sky-high price."
"That's right. One million now is not the same as 100,000 back then. There are more people who can afford it. If I buy a house for 1 million or so, I won't lose anything, right?"
"What are you asking? If you haven't thought it through, how dare you throw more than 10 million down?" Nan Yi glanced at Ye Wei and retorted.
"I think I've figured it out, but I'm still a little worried."
"Take it. The old city will be renovated and the shantytowns will be demolished one by one. The courtyard houses will become more and more expensive. It may not be possible to increase the price by a hundred times, but fifty times is not difficult . It is impossible to lose money."
"It's good that I won't lose money. This is how my life will be. I will guard the little money I have and rely on them to lay eggs until I die." Ye Qi said desolately.
"Is uncle still in good health?"
"It's not going to get better. Just keep hanging on and take it one day at a time."
“Don’t be sad about your life. There are many people who have a harder life than you, and few who have a better life than you. Just be happy.”
"Well, that's right, a bit hypocritical." Ye Qi slapped his thigh, "Drink, drink."
After drinking until around nine o'clock, Nan Yi moved to the bathroom of Gong Xue's house, enjoying a towel rubbing against his back.
"It's very clean, not much mud can be rubbed out."
"You didn't even try hard."
"I've tried very hard." Gong Xue increased the strength of her hands, "There really isn't much mud."
"That's it, rub your thighs."
"Do you really think of me as a bath scrubber?" Gong Xue said angrily.
"Hey, help each other, you help me rub it now, and I will help you rub it later."
"No, you're too strong. You almost made me bleed the day before yesterday."
"It's only fun when it's strong. You really don't know how to enjoy it." Nan Yi stood up, stretched his legs back, and pressed his hands on the wall, "Keep your hands clean, don't touch me randomly."
Gong Xue spat and said with a blushing face: "You are not honest and touching me randomly."
"Sister Xingfu, you have to be honest."