Chapter 27 The Twenty-Seventh Day of Not Running Away The Twenty-Seventh Day of Not Running Away...
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Chapter 27 The Twenty-Seventh Day of Not Running Away The Twenty-Seventh Day of Not Running Away...
After Brother Lin finished speaking, the living room became eerily quiet for a moment.
The fat man and the others looked rather unwell.
Chen Bozheng asked, "So what were you thinking when you came here?"
Brother Lin rubbed his face, his voice a little hoarse, "We don't mean anything by this, and please don't misunderstand. I've been in prison for so many years, and my wife and children have all been neglected. I just want to make some money. Right now, we can't find anyone else, so we came to ask you if you'd like to invest."
"Investment?" the fat man exclaimed. "One million? We couldn't even come up with that much if we sold our houses!"
"Impossible, didn't you guys make a lot of money selling clothes recently?" Xiao He said blankly.
Wen Chan said, "We only make a few dollars selling clothes, and we've only been selling for two or three months. Now we don't have any work to do."
Lin Ge and Xiao He were both stunned.
Lin hesitated for a moment, then put his hands on his knees and stood up. "Then let's pretend we didn't say anything, let's pretend we didn't come today."
Before Xiao He could react, he exclaimed, "What about our deal? I've already reached an agreement with everyone, what if..."
"Stop talking." Brother Lin pulled Xiao He up and said to Chen Bozheng, "Zhengzi, don't worry. I, Lin Zhiyong, am not the kind of person who stabs people in the back. Even if a deal falls through, we can still be friends. Let's have a drink sometime."
"Brother Lin, you're leaving already? Why don't you stay and we'll treat you to dinner tonight?" Chen Bozheng stood up and invited.
Brother Lin waved his hand, clearly unwilling to stay, and left with Xiao He.
He was indeed a straightforward person, and didn't stammer or say anything unnecessary.
The fat man added, "This Brother Lin is really a man of honor. Where are we supposed to find a million?"
"Where did Song Zhongmin get a million?" Lin Qingfeng asked with suspicion. "Could he be bragging?"
Chen Bo lit a cigarette, lost in thought.
Wen Chan glanced at him but didn't say anything.
In the evening, Chen Bozheng had just taken a shower and was going back to his room to sleep. He was sleeping in the room opposite Wen Chan's. Chen Bozheng lived a very rough life; he made his own bed, and the mattress and blankets were all old. Wen Chan, on the other hand, used new ones.
He doesn't close the door when he goes to sleep at night. He had just taken off his coat and lay down on the bed when he heard a knock on the door. He casually answered and came in.
At this time of day, the only person in the house who would be looking for him is Wen Chan.
Wen Chan pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing him sit up, she went straight over and sat down on his bed. "Going to bed so early?"
She casually picked up a book from the bed, glanced at it, and before she could even see what it was, Chen Bozheng snatched it away.
Chen Bo was hiding the book behind his back when he coughed lightly, "Um, do you need something in the middle of the night?"
Wen Chan glanced behind him, a half-smile playing on her lips, "Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?"
"No, but it's not appropriate for a man and woman to be alone together so late at night," Chen Bo said. "Why don't you go out first?"
Wen Chan found it even more amusing. "I'd be more likely to say that. What are you, a grown man, afraid of? Besides, I've come to see you because it's important."
Chen Bo's expression turned slightly serious. "Then hurry up and tell me."
The more he acted like this, the more Wen Chan wanted to tease him. Wen Chan had never met a man as upright and gentlemanly as Chen Bozheng.
To put it bluntly, he's practically a paragon of virtue.
Generally speaking, the earlier a man enters society, the more complicated his relationships with women will be if he is good-looking. Especially if he becomes successful, it is rare for him not to have had at least ten or eight lovers.
Unfortunately, according to Wen Chan's inquiries, Chen Bozheng had never had a girlfriend. Fatty said that many female hooligans wanted to be with Chen Bozheng, but they were just throwing themselves at him. Chen Bozheng didn't like to associate with these people, and he also restricted Fatty and the others from having casual relationships.
"You don't actually like men, do you?" Wen Chan asked with a smile.
Chen Bo was stunned for a moment, then a look of both anger and amusement appeared on his face. "If you have nothing to do in the middle of the night, go back to sleep. Stop spouting nonsense. You're always talking nonsense to Fatty; you're going to be corrupted."
After saying this, he got up and pushed Wen Chan out.
Wen Chan suppressed a laugh and stopped teasing him. "No, let's talk about serious matters. Are you interested in that deal we're discussing today?"
Chen Bo asked, "About Brother Lin?"
Wen Chan rolled her eyes at him, glanced at Chen Bozheng's back out of the corner of her eye, coughed to clear her throat, and said, "Nonsense, what else is there?"
Chen Bozheng said to Wen Chan with some helplessness, "I'm interested. Brother Lin is a loyal and law-abiding man. You won't lose out by cooperating with him. Besides, I've thought about the car repair business before. There are more and more cars now, and each repair costs hundreds or thousands of yuan. Doing a business with him can make money much faster than selling clothes. It's just that I don't have any connections and I'm short of manpower."
"Then why did you reject her?" Wen Chan asked, puzzled.
Chen Bozheng said, "We don't have enough money. I think we don't necessarily need to invest a million at the beginning. Fengzi and I can chip in and take out about 100,000 to test the waters first. Also, Brother Lin and the others have already set up the event. Have you seen Xiao He?"
Wen Chan nodded, and Chen Bozheng said, "The manpower is from Brother Lin, and the repair materials are from Xiao He's side. They're just short of money. If we agree too quickly, they might not be willing to cherish it. If they develop their business later and join forces to take us down, we won't have any reason to complain."
Chen Bozheng had clearly given this matter considerable thought.
Wen Chan thought to herself, she thought Chen Bo was really not interested, but she didn't expect him to have planned so much.
Wen Chan said to Chen Bozheng, "How about this, I'll give you an idea, what do you think?"
Chen Bozheng, of course, trusted Wen Chan's intelligence. "Go ahead," he said.
Wen Chan asked, "I heard you have a good relationship with the people in the neighborhood committee?"
Chen Bo nodded: "It's alright. After all, when you're out in the game, you have to get things done."
Wen Chan said, "Now that all the places are attracting investment, why don't you just start a company and open a car repair shop? Talk to the leaders in our district and ask them to allocate some land for you. It will be much easier to solve the money problem then. We can build a factory here and ask the leaders to help us get a loan."
Chen Bozheng was stunned. He asked in surprise, "Don't you only want big foreign investors? Do you think they'd even look at our little business?"
Wen Chan smiled slightly: "Even a mosquito is still meat, and besides, we're bringing in revenue for the leaders. Also, there are quite a few laid-off people now, and the repair shop can provide quite a few jobs. Why wouldn't the leaders want them?"
A thoughtful look appeared in Chen Bozheng's eyes.
He had never even considered it.
Wen Chan patted Chen Bozheng on the shoulder, "If you want to gain control of this business, relying solely on manipulating Brother Lin and Xiao He is too slow. Why don't you take the lead and contact the district leaders? Also, the initial investment of a few hundred thousand yuan for this repair shop probably won't be enough. Just building the shop and the repair machinery will all need to be imported; it won't be cheap. Let's not buy it yet, let's rent it first."
"Rent?" Chen Bozheng was even more surprised that this tactic could be used. "You can actually rent this?"
Wen Chan showed no embarrassment at all. “Why can’t we rent it? Those car factories must have some. Let’s ask the district leaders for help and see if we can rent some machinery. That’s how business is, we have to piece things together.”
At first, Chen Bozheng thought Wen Chan's words were a bit far-fetched, but after thinking about them slowly, he found that they made sense.
It's all about human effort; how can you know if you can rent it if you don't try?
“Okay, I’ll listen to you.” Chen Bozheng made up his mind. “Tomorrow I’ll contact Brother Lin and the others to find out about their situation.”
Wen Chan nodded, "It would be best if it were in the next few days. I'll see if I can help you in any way. I'm planning to go to Shanghai next month."
Chen Bozheng asked in surprise, "Going to Shanghai? What are you going to Shanghai for?"
Wen Chan said, "Let's do some business, earn some money, and raise the medical expenses as soon as possible."
Chen Bo looked hesitant, but Wen Chan could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his face. She smiled and said, "I don't need you to come with me. I don't have much business to do, so I don't need you to accompany me."
"I can't let you go alone. How about this, let Fatty go and lend you a hand. Let him do any heavy work or moving things. Then I'll ask Liu Yan to find a girl to accompany you. Since they're all girls, there are some things you can't tell Fatty, you can tell her. What do you think?"
Chen Bozheng said.
Wen Chan didn't object. She used to have a personal assistant and bodyguards, but this was a low-end version. It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality. After transmigrating, she had to take care of everything herself, and Wen Chan wasn't used to it at first.
“Okay, tell Sister Yanzi I’ll pay her 1,000 yuan a month, and I’ll reimburse her for food, clothing, lodging and transportation. It would be best to find a girl from Shanghai, just in case there’s a language barrier there, at least someone to communicate with,” Wen Chan said.
Chen Bozheng readily agreed.
After Wen Chan finished speaking, she yawned and said, "It's getting late, I'll go back to sleep now."
Chen Bozheng got up to see her off, but after taking only a few steps, Wen Chan suddenly turned around and snatched the book that Chen Bozheng had hidden behind his back. Chen Bozheng was still pondering what Wen Chan had just said and didn't react for a moment. By the time he came to his senses, Wen Chan had already taken his book.
She glanced at the cover with a half-smile, then tossed the book back to Chen Bozheng. "It's just Jin Ping Mei, why hide it like that? It's child's play."
Chen Bozheng's ears turned bright red. "I wasn't looking at that thing."
"Alright, at your age, it's legal for you to actually do it, let alone watch it." Wen Chan patted Chen Bozheng on the shoulder.
Chen Bo's ears turned even redder as he was being told, "You, you should go back to sleep right now."
Wen Chan suppressed a laugh and went back.
The next day, Chen Bo felt a little awkward when he looked at her. He instructed Lin Qingfeng to find Brother Lin and the others to come back, and then he personally went to buy some things, preparing to contact an acquaintance at the street office.
Although you can directly approach the investment promotion bureau to discuss investment attraction, most people don't know anyone there, and these are all small businesses. If you approach them without understanding the situation, you might easily mess things up. It's better to ask around among acquaintances and have someone help you inquire.
In this way, even if something changes, there will be room for maneuver.