Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Li Shiqing looked back at Wen Hui, who was already asleep on the bed, and said, "She is already asleep."

Zhao Lei had doubts in her eyes. For four years in college, Wenhui's schedule had always been very regular. She shouldn't have fallen asleep at this point.

Li Shiqing saw her confusion, thought for a while, and explained a little more: "She has been busy recently and gets sleepy easily."

After saying this, Zhao Lei was immediately relieved.

Li Shiqing asked: "Where are you from? Do you want me to help you wake her up?"

He was very friendly, but Li Shiqing kept holding the door and had no intention of letting anyone in.

Thinking of words such as "busy", "sleepy" and "asleep", Zhao Lei thought about it from the boss's point of view for a while, then rejected the offer: "No, I will come see Miss Wen when I have time."

The sound of Miss Wen caused a row of questions in Li Shiqing's mind?

What kind of identity does Wen Hui call Miss Wen?

Servant? subordinate? bodyguard? nanny? guests? .

Many words flashed through his head. Li Shiqing waited until Zhao Lei left and closed the door, then came to the bedside and looked at Wen Hui carefully.

Li Shiqing, who had often visited the Wen family since she was a child, was naturally very clear about the Wen family's background, but no one in the Wen family had ever called Wen Hui Miss Wen?

At this moment, Li Shiqing's eyes were filled with curiosity?

downstairs.

Zhang Xuan, who had been paying attention to the movement at the door of the building, asked Zhao Lei who was walking over: "Wen Hui isn't here? Or?"

Zhao Lei replied: "Yes, but her roommate said that Miss Wen has already fallen asleep."

With that said, Zhao Lei recounted the conversation she had just had with Li Shiqing word for word, and then waited for Zhang Xuan's next instructions.

After listening quietly, Zhang Xuan didn't say anything.

He raised his head and stared at the window on the fourth floor for a while. It was not until the light in the window went out that he realized that it was getting late, there were no pedestrians on the road, and the door of the dormitory building had been closed unknowingly.

Subconsciously asked: "What time is it?"

Zhao Lei replied instantly: "11:42"

Time flies so fast. It turns out to be almost 12 o'clock. No wonder my feet are numb.

Zhang Xuan stamped his feet on the spot, turned around after a while and said, "Let's go, let's find a place to eat."

He hurried out of the school gate. He didn't know why he was feeling so peaceful now. He was neither happy nor sad. Wenhui didn't come down. He was not disappointed. Instead, he felt that his trip to Shanghai was complete.

At the night market stall, the four of us ate rice noodles together.

Zhang Xuan didn't enjoy the noodles because there was no chili.

The third floor of the small building is still the same, clean and tidy, and the house is full of double-acting style atmosphere.

Fan Fangli said: "I will come and take care of this house every week. No outsiders are invited. Mr. Zhang can rest assured."

Zhang Xuan walked around and was very satisfied: "Thank you for your hard work."

Fan Fangli smiled and said: "Last time before Qiu Ya left Shanghai, she asked me to buy another apartment near Fudan University. I have already bought it. The interior is decorated according to Wen Hui's living style at CUHK. It has been scattered. I’ve been angry for half a year, but now I can move in.”

Zhang Xuan stared at her sideways for a few seconds, then hummed to express that he understood.

He was also speechless. Are the people below not hiding from him anymore? It seems that I cannot do without Wen Hui.

After observing him face to face and seeing whether he blamed him or not, Fan Fangli had an idea and said insightfully: "It's getting late. Mr. Zhang, please go to bed early. I'm leaving."

"Okay, you should go to bed early."

Zhang Xuan personally escorted her to the door and did not return to the house until she disappeared at the entrance of the corridor.

After taking a hot bath and changing clothes, Zhang Xuan felt full of energy, so he stopped sleeping and made himself a cup of tea. He stood on the balcony and looked at the stars in the sky. He remembered that he loved counting stars when he was a child. Most looking forward to shooting stars.

But today is different from the past. As people grow up, the star that attracts me most in Shanghai is not in the sky, but in Fudan.

That night, the energetic old man was busy writing and didn't fall asleep until two o'clock in the morning.

While lying on the bed, he was still thinking that Mi Jian's rule had a great restrictive effect on his living habits. Otherwise, according to his past temperament, he would have stayed up all night tonight.

Early the next morning, Zhang Xuan and Fan Fangli had a simple breakfast and then went to the mobile phone factory.

In a circle around Yintai Technology, most of the scientific researchers in Wu Yong's PHS R\u0026D team have switched battlefields and joined the mobile phone R\u0026D center chaired by Hu Yicheng.

I chatted with Hu Yicheng for a long time, and after learning about the progress of mobile phone research and development, I had a small meeting with Li Mei in the office.

Li Mei reported: “Monthly shipments of PHS are now stable at around 270,000 units.

Yuhang, Shanghai and several important cities in Guangdong Province have been popularized. The next step is to attack the city and county-level cities below the three provinces and cities.

After the Spring Festival next year, PHS is preparing to expand into important cities in neighboring provinces such as Jiangxi and Fujian. "

Zhang Xuan took the monthly data report and read it in detail, then asked: "Has the company encountered any difficulties currently?"

Li Mei said: "With Li Wendong's help, the production lines and equipment we need have been solved, and it is relatively smooth for the time being."

As long as it goes well, Zhang Xuan nodded. He was busy writing now and didn't have much time to pay attention to these details. He could only act as a hands-off shopkeeper.

Now, he trusts Li Mei very much. In addition, Comrade Ruan Dezhi has a good relationship with Tao Ge, so he is not worried about anything big happening.

After lunch, Zhang Xuan, accompanied by Li Mei, went to the Shanghai Yintai Commercial Complex Center.

Zhang Xuan asked Xu Shengli, the person in charge of Yintai Real Estate in Shanghai, "Can the hotels and office buildings here be completed as expected next summer?"

Xu Shengli assured: "Mr. Zhang, please rest assured. According to the current construction progress, all the third phase of construction will probably be completed in July next year, and we can officially open for business during the Spring Festival of 1999."

Zhang Xuan remained silent after hearing this, looking up at the seven egg-shaped landmark buildings from Phoenix Island in Sanya, Hainan in later generations, his eyes full of anticipation.

I thought that if these seven high-rise buildings were completed, their influence on the Huangpu River would definitely not be inferior to that of the Oriental Pearl TV Tower.

During the afternoon break, Li Mei said: "Thanks to the outbreak of the economic crisis in Southeast Asia, the supply chain of the world's battery industry has undergone great changes, and BYD has completely taken off."

Zhang Xuan was very happy: "That's good. Yintai Technology owns 12% of its shares, and we made a small fortune."

Li Mei said: "President Wang of BYD mentioned Intime Capital to me a while ago, and he seems to be very interested in Intime Capital."

Zhang Xuan looked at her.

Li Mei explained: "Mr. Wang and Mr. Guo of Fuxing knew each other. At a banquet, Mr. Guo of Fuxing proudly showed off to everyone the exchange of equity with Yintai Capital. Although he only held less than 1% of the shares of Yintai Capital, But his net worth has soared by more than 200 million yuan, making the bosses here envious."

Zhang Xuan laughed, "Fuxing exchanged 10% of its shares last year. How many company shares does Mr. Wang intend to give up?"

Li Mei was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer the call. According to Intime Capital's current size, BYD would not be able to get 1% of the shares if it were packaged as a whole.

However, considering BYD's unlimited future prospects, Zhang Xuan did not refuse to die, but spoke carefully:

"Doesn't he have Lao Deng's contact information? Let him talk to Lao Deng. We will strive to account for about 20% of the total shares in BYD."

Li Mei pondered for a while and said: "I estimate that 20% of the shares should be the limit that Mr. Wang can give. He mainly wants to catch your express train and build a good relationship with you."

Why doesn't Zhang Xuan know this?

It just so happens that BYD wants his power and he wants BYD's future.

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