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Chapter 1247 Partnership
As soon as everyone sat down, ordered their dishes and poured themselves a glass of wine, Mile asked curiously.

"Brother Yan, when we went to the police station before, did you know that old policeman? And did you beat up his son?"

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "We are all young and ignorant."

Lu Tao said: "I heard from the old policeman that you used to fight a lot, Brother Yan?"

"Wait a minute..." Pighead was stunned for a moment, then said, "Brother Yan, you said before that you live in Chongwenmen?"

"Yes."

"I heard from them that you used to fight a lot?"

"I don't understand anymore."

"Wow, I was wondering why it sounded so familiar to me. You guys don't know..." Pighead said as if you guys didn't know him, "Brother Yan is a big shot whose name is known all over the city."

"You're just cursing at me. What's there to say about a fight? Everyone at this table is college students, and you're acting like I'm a gangster." Wang Yan waved his hand. "It's all in the past. We were just young and ignorant. There's nothing to say."

Xiangnan replied: "No, brother, you have to say it. Don't leave it half-finished. We are just curious."

Wang Yan shook his head helplessly, and Zhutou laughed and continued to talk: "You are all good students, you don't know these things. When I was a child, when Brother Yan was fifteen or sixteen years old, that was in the 1990s, Brother Yan had already beaten all the famous gangsters in Beijing. That's not all, he also beat the older generation.

During those years, the legend of Brother Yan was all over Beijing. Today he beat this person, tomorrow he beat that person, the day after tomorrow he used a knife, or when he was surrounded, Brother Yan broke someone's leg. During those years, if you asked any street kid if they had heard of Brother Yan, they would give you a thumbs up. Damn, he was really awesome. "

Pighead talked and gestured vividly, roughly talking about some of Wang Yangan's more famous people, and then said, "Two thousand years later, Brother Yan kept a low profile and disappeared. Now it's 2006, and those people have grown up, and no one mentions Brother Yan anymore. I really didn't expect that I could have dinner at the same table with the famous Brother Yan. Oh..."

"No, from what you hear, he is scolding me, right?"

Wang Yan looked at the others with a smile, "What's going on? Are you awesome, or am I down and out?"

"Hey, look at my mouth, Brother Yan. I just can't talk, so please don't bother with me. I'll punish myself with a bottle of wine."

"okay."

Wang Yan waved his hand, "It's not a big deal. I told Huazi and the others about it before. The guys I beat up back then are now driving nice cars and hugging pretty girls. How can we seek justice?"

"That's because you are so generous, Brother Yan, and you don't care about the dirty money." Lu Tao took over and gave Wang Yan a thumbs up, "I admire people like you."

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, looking at his adoptive father who was a department-level leader in the Planning Bureau, his biological father who was the owner of a real estate company, his girlfriend who was the second generation of a wealthy family, and the struggling male protagonist in "Struggle", classmate Lu Tao.

"It's not that I look down on them, but don't make me sound so noble. It's not illegal for them to make money, it's mainly because they have the resources. I'm just an ordinary person, without any family background. I've been living in the market, covered in thorns. I can neither bend down nor lower my head. How can I compare with them?"

"Didn't they all get trampled under your feet back then? Brother Yan, I think you are very insightful. Maybe you are just unlucky. You will definitely make a lot of money in the future."

Xiangnan took over the conversation.

His father works in the Public Security Bureau and is a cadre of some kind.

Huazi also nodded repeatedly: "Brother Yan, Xiangnan is right, what's so great about those people? We brothers will definitely be more awesome than them in the future."

Wang Yan said with a smile: "This is not a typical Ah Q's method of spiritual victory..."

"Oh, Brother Yan, you also know Ah Q?" Mile giggled.

"You are just insulting me. After all, I graduated from high school and I read a lot of books. I am not uneducated, just because I don't have a diploma like you college students. Do you really think I am a hooligan?"

"Then I'm going to test you."

Wang Yan took out a box of .8 Zhongnanhai from his pocket, lit one for himself, and threw the rest on the table for everyone to take.

He exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Come on."

"Do you know Raphael?"

"Raphael Sanzio, full name Raffaello Sanzio da Urbino, is a famous Italian painter, one of the three great masters of the Renaissance, and a painter of the Virgin Mary. What you have said is child's play. I also know Dürer, Millet, Tintoretto, William Morris... These are all foreigners, and our people are no worse than them, like Zhong Yao, Lu Ji, Gu Kaizhi..."

In the next twenty minutes, Wang Yan unilaterally exported the changes and differences in art and culture at home and abroad, and simply analyzed the social and class contradictions behind them. The four college students present could not even get a word in.

Looking at the confused crowd, even the yawning Pighead, Wang Yan smiled and picked up the wine glass, "Okay, Pighead is tired, talking about these big historical narratives is not interesting. If we talk about individuals and gossip about those people, it will be much more interesting.

That’s all for today’s cultural topic. Didn’t you leave your phone number? We can meet up to discuss it later when we have time. Come on, let’s have a drink.”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Mile calmed down. She picked up the wine glass and took a big sip: "Brother Yan, I was under too much pressure just now. I thought I knew a lot, but I found out that I still knew nothing. You are amazing."

"I just read a lot and thought a lot. Besides killing time, it didn't make me richer."

"It also enriches your spiritual world, Brother Yan, you are a spiritually rich person, we can't compare to you. I don't really like it. Everything is about money. What's the point of that? Right, Mile?"

"Yes, I think so too." Mile nodded with a smile. She really agreed.

Wang Yan nodded seriously: "No problem, as long as you don't starve to death, it's fine. Living a carefree life is pretty good, right?"

"Yes, that's what I mean, Brother Yan. It seems like we are on the same path as each other." Lu Tao nodded vigorously, as if he had found a close friend. "People should strive for their ideals, and bread will come naturally. Just keep going. Come on, Brother Yan, let's have a drink."

Wang Yan did not spoil the fun by criticizing others, but happily raised his glass and drank with everyone.

Xiangnan, Lu Tao, and Mile, all they talk about are ideals, art, and various spiritual pursuits, but not a single word of theirs is practical.

Of course, at that time, Lu Tao didn't know that his biological father was a rich man. But even so, his family had no worries about food and clothing, and had a certain status.

At this time, Xiangnan and Lu Tao were almost at the same level. They were not rich, but they had solved their life needs.

As for Mile, she is a serious love-minded person. Whatever Lu Tao says is right. Her family is not short of money. Although they are not rich, their conditions are definitely sufficient. There is nothing wrong with her talking about her ideals. But in fact, she does not have any other ideals. She just agrees with Lu Tao. Her ideal is Lu Tao.

Among these four college students, only Huazi landed halfway.

The reason why it is half is because Huazi still thinks that money is easy to make. As long as he is willing to bend down and pick it up, he can make money and can drive a Mercedes-Benz and hug girls as he boasted.

The other half who was left behind was due to his poor family and insufficient financial situation, at least he faced reality. However, in the eyes of the other three, there was no reality.

Xiangnan started to face it after he married Yang Xiaoyun.

As for Lu Tao and Mile, they never had any. They talked about ideals and struggles while holding wealth, and talked about love while cheating... But there was nothing wrong with that, after all, they had already satisfied their material life, so it was reasonable for them to start spiritual construction.

Xiangnan, Lu Tao and Mile drank for more than an hour. After making an appointment with Wang Yan to meet again later, they said goodbye and left. Only Wang Yan, Zhutou and Huazi were left.

Pighead lit a cigarette and let out a long breath: "Oh, Brother Yan, you are really amazing. You know everything. I'm not lying to you. I didn't understand anything you talked about just now. Oh, no, there is one thing. I just heard that they wanted to pursue their ideals."

Without waiting for Wang Yan to speak, Hua Zi said, "My ideal is to make money, a lot of money, the more the better. Now that's easy, Pighead, tell me, how can we make money?"

"It's just a used car, it's not difficult. We buy cars, sell cars, and we go through the process to make a profit. I bought a bunch of car owners' phone numbers, and we call them one by one to ask if they want to sell their cars or buy one. No matter what car it is, we say we have it. We first trick people into coming over. Once they come over, how to deal with it depends on our ability.

Let me tell you, Brother Yan, Huazi, I have a small store in the second-hand car market in Huaxiang. You may not have been there, but there are only second-hand cars there, and even, I tell you privately, there are smuggled cars. Whatever car you want, we have it. Yes, Brother Yan, Huazi, do you have a car? If not, I can find you two, and I guarantee that the car is in good condition and the price is reasonable. "

Huazi waved his hand and asked, "We two brothers will go over there and help you make phone calls to trick people, and then earn commissions?"

"I don't call all the time. I call too. I mainly do two things: buying cars and selling cars. Good cars are easy to sell. I tell you, many second-hand car dealers all over the country buy cars from us and sell them in small cities and counties. So I don't have to fool people.

Ugh, what a lie. We sell real cars, just different from what they want, but better, not worse. If you don't have money, we can help you get a loan, it's a one-stop service.

In short, no matter who we sell the car to, as long as we can sell it, we will make money. Brother Yan, if you two come over, you can also collect the car yourself and find someone to sell it. We are all brothers, and everything can be discussed. Or Brother Yan, you two can invest without paying any money. I will give you two 10 points each, and we will share the dividends monthly after the car is sold. "

"Then there's no difference between good and bad cars? And some people are hiding the condition of the cars, then..."

Before Huazi could say more, Zhutou interrupted him and said, "I'm telling you, brother, this business is a bit conscienceless. There are risks in buying cars, but it's not a big problem. We can just lower the price a little and sell it, right? Can't the people who buy the cars understand us better than us?
But don't look at me because I'm bald. I still have a conscience. If there are major safety issues, I definitely won't sell them. But generally, if there are some minor problems, can they still be called problems? Don't you think so, Brother Yan?"

"This job is something you can't do without a conscience, so stop flattering yourself."

Huazi asked: "Brother Yan, are you going to do it?"

"We get along so well and have come together, so let's do it. But the form needs to be changed."

"Brother Yan, you speak and I'm listening." Pighead nodded decisively, seriously, with a look that said, "You are the father and you have the final say."

Wang Yan pointed to the No. 8 Zhongnanhai, took a puff of cigarette and said, "I have some knowledge of the second-hand car market. After buying a car, it must be conditioned and checked for defects. The important ones must be maintained and repaired. At the very least, the car must be washed and waxed to make it as shiny as a new car, which is pleasing to the eye at first sight."

"Yes, Brother Yan is right, that's what I do." Pighead said, "I have a cooperative auto repair shop. I take my car and drive it over there. They refurbish it for me, so it's easier to sell. They all do that. Brother Yan, how do you think it changed?"

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "You are talking about one-stop service, so why not be more thorough. Open a repair shop ourselves, so that we know the price ourselves and the cost can be reduced further. At the same time, we can also comprehensively consider the actual price of the car and prepare the car as best as possible. At the same time, in terms of sales, we will explain the condition of the car to the customer in a down-to-earth manner and be an honest second-hand car seller.

We would rather make less money than to make the business last. When people think of used cars, they think of us, and when they think of us, they think of authenticity, and think of us not cheating or deceiving. Business may not be easy in the early stage, but as long as it develops and is recognized by customers, we will definitely have no shortage of business.

In recent years, the country has been developing better and better, and people have more and more needs. For now, used cars are still the best choice for people. I feel that this business can be done for at least another ten years. So only by keeping a steady stream of success can we achieve more.”

Zhutou and Huazi looked at each other, and Huazi asked hesitantly: "Brother Yan, what about this repair shop..."

"I'll pay for it, and we'll set up a company that will include car sales and this repair shop. Huazi, I know you just graduated and don't make much money, and your family may not be wealthy, but I think you can do a good job and you're a capable person, so I'll give you 10% of the shares. Of the remaining 90%, I'll take 50%, and the remaining 40% will belong to Pighead. Is that okay with you, Pighead?"

"No, no, there is no problem at all. Brother Yan, you are the boss, I will listen and do whatever you say. I am taking advantage of you. I actually have nothing. I just rented a storefront, and I have a few cars that I haven't sold yet. There are also a few cars that my friends put on consignment. I..."

"That's also an investment, how can it be more than 100,000 or 80,000? It won't cost me much to open a repair shop, it's the same."

Wang Yan waved his hand. "Then it's settled. I'll find a lawyer tomorrow and we'll sign the contract and go through the formalities to set up the company. Is that ok?"

"No." Pighead shook his head.

"Well, I..."

Wang Yan patted Hua Zi on the shoulder and said, "If I say you can do it, then you can do it. I'll give you 10% of the shares. If you feel that it's too hot and that you don't deserve the position, then you should work hard and work hard until you deserve it and it won't be too hot. We are all grown men, don't say useless things. Come on, drink, drink, and don't go home until you are drunk today."

"Hey, two brothers, just wait and see how Huazi behaves in the future."

After saying that, Huazi raised his head and showed off a bottle of beer.

He was really touched, and wanted to pour out his heart and show it to Wang Yan to see if he was really warm. If Wang Yan was determined to deceive him, it would take only a few days for this silly boy who had just graduated from school to go bankrupt, and in the end, he would probably not be able to bear the blow and would jump off the building.

The three of them ate and drank, laughing.

At this time, Hua Zi asked curiously: "Hey Brother Yan, I just remembered that I never asked you, what are you doing now?"

"I didn't do anything." Wang Yan shook his head and laughed, "That was 2000, when I was 20 years old. I was young and ignorant before, you know, I beat up all the hooligans in this city. It was not against the law to beat people before, but I was young at that time, and my parents had both passed away, so it was reasonable for me to beat people.

Later, it became unbearable. This brother and that grandfather were so bad, they were all older than me, and they had no future at all. Seeing that I did nothing else, they called the police directly. In addition, social development has indeed accelerated, and it is much better than before in the 1980s and 1990s. Everyone has work to do and is busy making money..."

"That's not right, Brother Yan, how did you survive before?" Pighead asked.

Wang Yan glanced at him and said, "Of course it was rewarded by this brother or that master. You said I beat them, so I have to get some hard work fee, right? They didn't get their money easily, and they know why. No, do you really think I'm dreaming of becoming a martial arts master? I'm also struggling."

Zhutou and Huazi looked at each other and twitched their lips at the same time...

Wang Yan continued, "Later, some of those people became rich. They were so powerful and had many followers behind them, just like the gangster bosses in Hong Kong movies. I felt it was boring and I had no motivation to strive for success. At that time, I just wanted to go out and take a look. But I was gone for several years. I just came back not long ago."

"Wow, then I have to travel all over the country, right?" Huazi sighed.

"How big is our country? We can't walk all the way around it." Wang Yan smiled and shook his head. "Okay, there's nothing much to say. Let's drink."

"Let me ask you something, Brother Yan, about that majestic guy you just mentioned, who looked like a gangster boss in a Hong Kong movie, did you beat him up at that time?"

"No, I'm young, not stupid, how could I be so ignorant? Besides, he wasn't stupid either, he just held me back. He's over 30 years old, with several of his men watching him. He just bowed and scraped when he saw me, calling me Brother Yan, and took me out to eat and take a shower, and stuffed 10,000 yuan into my pocket, but I couldn't do anything. It just felt so boring, as if I was begging for food."

"Have you taken the money, Brother Yan?" Huazi is really a simple-minded person.

Wang Yan glanced at him and asked, "Do you want to take it?"

"Of course I'll take it, but no one will give it to me."

"Then I would definitely take it. I didn't steal or rob. They gave it to me voluntarily. Why would I have to think about it? We get along really well. Let's drink."

So the three of them drank and chatted about all sorts of things. Zhutou and Huazi both felt that chatting with Wang Yan was a joy...

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