The Pentium Era - South to North

Liu Ligan and Zheng Wei stayed in Hangzhou for four days. Zhang Chen designed their project book. From the cover to the renderings and floor plans inside, including charts, Zhang Chen redrawn the design draft. Wei held it in his hand and looked at it, and exclaimed, this is what we need, what the hell are those Hong Kong people doing.

She handed the design draft to Liu Ligan and said with a smile, Mr. Liu, please review it.

Liu Ligan said without even looking at it, "I don't need to look at the things he designed. I don't know how many years I have been looking at him."

Qu Tianlin got Zhang Chen's design draft, and she thought it was very good. She said, I will send it away right away. Liu Ligan quickly stopped her and told her, a week will pass when you send it to Shenzhen by registered airmail. .

Qu Tianlin smiled and said, what should I do if a gust of wind blows over?

Liu Ligan told her about the beautiful express delivery method, and Qu Tianlin shouted, yes, it really can be like this, why didn't we think of it?

Liu Ligan personally took Xiaoan to Jianqiao Airport, found someone, and took the manuscript to Shenzhen.

Liu Ligan and Zhang Chen said, we are also going to Guangzhou to transfer to Haicheng, or you can go to Guangzhou with us.

Zhang Chen said no, it was too early to go to Guangzhou now, and we would wait until the 20th.

He told Liu Ligan what Hagen said to him. Liu Ligan and the others listened and thought it made sense, so they gave up.

Liu Ligan remembered it and said, when you arrive in Guangzhou, call me or Qihang. Qihang has relatives at Guangzhou Station and he can help you get sleeper tickets for your return.

Zhang Chen said yes, I was still worried about what to do with the ticket when I came back. I heard that the train ticket from Guangzhou to Hangzhou was very difficult to buy. If I had Qihang to help me, it would be no problem.

Zheng Wei gave Zhang Chen 10,000 yuan. What did Zhang Chen say he was doing?

"design fee."

Zhang Chen smiled and said, "I'm doing a favor for my friend, so what's the design fee?"

Liu Ligan scolded: "Public is public, private is private. You designed this for our company. We are very satisfied with it. Of course we have to pay the design fee. This money is originally in our budget, not my mother-in-law's." "

"It won't cost so much."

"It's worth so much. I have the final say on this matter."

Zheng Wei smiled and insisted on giving the money to Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao looked at Zhang Chen, and Liu Ligan cursed, Xiao Zhao, don't look at him, look at me, I have already nodded.

Xiao Zhao then accepted the money.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao sent Liu Ligan and Zheng Wei to Jianqiao Airport. When they parted, the four of them were a little sad. Watching Liu Ligan and Zheng Wei walking towards the security check channel, Zhang Chen suddenly remembered that morning, the three of them After breaking up in Zhanjiang, Liu Ligan walked through the square alone.

Fortunately, he is not alone today.

Liu Ligan and Zheng Wei passed the security check and turned around to wave to them. Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao also waved to them. Xiao Zhao's eyes were red.

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Qu Tianlin bought Zhang Chen and others tickets for around one o'clock in the afternoon on the 21st. When they arrived in Guangzhou, it was already around four o'clock in the afternoon on the 22nd.

Although Qu Tianlin told them that it was only three or four kilometers from Guangzhou Railway Station to Beijing Road and Xihu Road, she carried more than 20,000 yuan in cash for purchase, and the area near Guangzhou Railway Station at that time was famously chaotic. Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao did not dare to take the bus, but took a taxi in front of the train station.

Taxis in Guangzhou are very high-end and come in a variety of brands. There are imported cars such as Crown, Duke, Blue Bird, Opel, etc. The worst is Santana. No matter what brand of car it is, it is all painted red.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao got in the car. Zhang Chen told the driver to go to the Xihu Road Lighting Night Market. The taxi drove for more than ten minutes and stopped. The driver told them.

Zhang Chen looked outside the car and saw a narrow road with old houses on both sides and many large and small bookstores, but there was no one selling clothes. Zhang Chen asked doubtfully, is this West Lake Road?

"This is Beijing Road. If you walk a few dozen meters ahead, you'll find Xihu Road. You can't park there."

The driver told them that it was not that parking was not allowed there, but that he saw many people waiting for the bus on the roadside here. At this time on Xihu Road, there were not even ghosts.

"We are here to buy clothes. Xihu Road Lighting Night Market, is this here?" Zhang Chen was still worried and continued to ask.

"That's right, it's right here, get off the bus." The driver was already a little impatient.

Xiao Zhao shouted: "But there are only book sellers here, not clothes!"

"There's still more than an hour left. The stall won't open until 6:30. It's not here, it's on Xihu Road in front. I told you, this is Beijing Road."

The driver was already a little anxious, and he had no choice but to stop being anxious. At this time, business was at its best. If you delay for a minute, you might lose one business.

Sure enough, before Zhang Chen and the others got off the bus, there were already passengers waiting at the side of the bus. Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao said, let’s get off.

Looking at the situation, even if it's wrong, this is the only place to get off the car first, and then take a taxi after figuring it out.

The two people got off the car and stood there looking both ways. There were indeed bookstores on this road. From the signs installed vertically on the building, they saw that there was not only Xinhua Bookstore, but also foreign language bookstores, ancient book bookstores, Science and technology bookstores, educational bookstores, etc.

In addition to these bookstores, there are also some shops with stalls selling magazines with colorful covers and recent martial arts novels written by Jin Yong. Of course, these are not written by Jin Yong. You want to say that they are fake. , they just defended it, didn’t they see it? They didn’t say it was written by Jin Yong, but by “Jin Yongxin” and “Jin Yongjin”. How come they were fake?

Not to mention "Jin Tang", "Quanyong", "Quan Tang" and "Jilong".

Among these shops, there are shops selling cassettes and CDs. They play the speakers very loudly, and most of the music they play is "The Easily Injured Woman" by Wang Jingwen, who was called Faye Wong later. ", only one is playing Jacky Cheung's songs.

"We must have come to the wrong place." Xiao Zhao said with a sad face, "There are no clothes here."

"Come on, let's go take a look at the front."

Zhang Chen also thought that the driver must have taken him to the wrong place, but he still pointed to the front. Since the driver said that West Lake Road was a few dozen meters ahead, whether it was true or not, they walked over and took a look before talking.

When the two of them were about to reach the intersection ahead, two clothing stores finally appeared on the roadside, one was Montagut and the other was Crocodile. This store was different from ordinary clothing stores. It was filled with piles of clothes. It was true. It's a wholesale store like Sijiqing's, and there are a few people buying goods there.

They walked a few more steps and arrived at the intersection in front of them. They saw a sign hanging across the street at the intersection, which read: "Industrial Products Lighting Market on Xihu Road, Yuexiu District." The two people breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other with a smile. It looked like they were Here it is.

The road surface of Xihu Road is not wide, and there are no people around. There are no stalls on both sides of the road. There are just squares painted with white paint on the concrete floor on both sides. There are holes on the sides of the squares, and numbers are written in the squares. It is very strange. It was like the market floor plan that Zhang Chen and the others had seen at Hagen's place.

Zhang Chen knew that this was the location of the stalls. There were hundreds of stalls extending out square by square until the end of the road.

Zhang Chen asked an old man standing on the roadside if clothes were sold here at night.

The old man didn't seem to understand Mandarin. He looked at them and didn't know what they were talking about. However, a middle school student who was passing by didn't stop when he heard their questions. Instead, he waved his hand toward Xihu Road and called out Dao, yes, that’s right here. There are clothes sellers inside. You can come out after dark.

Zhang Chen almost laughed when he heard what he said. From what he said, each of these clothes sellers were like owls, dormant during the day and only coming out at night.

Zhang Chen said thank you, and the little boy waved his hand and continued on his own way.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao said, "Then let's find a place to stay first and come back later."

They looked at Xihu Road. Except for a few buildings at the intersection, there were trees on both sides of the road and there were almost no houses. It didn't look like there would be any hotels here.

They walked back along the Beijing Road they had come from before and walked to the entrance of Xinhua Bookstore. They saw a door next to the bookstore with the words "Cultural Guest House" written on the lintel.

The two people hurried in. Facing the door, there was a staircase leading upstairs. At the very narrow stairwell below, there was a curved counter. As soon as Zhang Chen and the others walked in, they knew they were in the right place.

They saw clothes packed in woven bags piled outside the counter and at the stairs. Outside the woven bags, "Chengdu Zhang", "Xi'an Lin", "Shenyang Shen", etc. were written in markers. It was placed here by the guests staying in the hotel to be sent away. There are many people like them living in this guest house who come to purchase goods.

What's even more peculiar is that there is a shelf inside the counter. On the shelf are not towels, toothbrushes and toothpaste, which are the things that many hotels sell, but stacks of woven bags, very thick packing needles, and bundles of plastic tear ropes for packing. , large canvas shopping bags, wall sills next to the shelves, and several folded handcarts leaning against them.

There was a waiter in her thirties sitting at the counter. Zhang Chen asked her, "Excuse me, are there any rooms left?"

"There are no other rooms, there is only one superior room."

"Superior room? How much does it cost per night?" Xiao Zhao asked.

"Two hundred and two."

Xiao Zhao was still hesitating, but Zhang Chen quickly said, OK, we want it.

Xiao Zhao kicked him from below, thinking, two hundred and two, all my salary plus bonus for a month is just this little money, how can I live here for one night?

Zhang Chen leaned close to her and whispered in her ear, stay here first, otherwise we will find a cheaper one tomorrow.

While checking them in, the waiter asked, "Are you here to purchase goods?"

Zhang Chen said yes, is there a clothing store on Xihu Road?

"Yeah, do you want a bag?"

Zhang Chen said yes and gave us two canvas bags.

"Where's the cart?"

"Thank you, I don't need to pull the cart." Zhang Chen said quickly.

"I don't need to pull the cart, but you guys are carrying it?" The waiter looked up at them and shook his head: "How can you carry two big bags of clothes that are so heavy? You have to walk, get in and out of the car, and go to the train station? "

The waiter shook his head again as he spoke. Zhang Chen thought that what she said made sense. He saw that among Sijiqing's customers, except for the packing customers, none of them was holding a hand-pulled cart, so he said, Okay, we want a hand-pulled cart. .

The waiter gave them the canvas bag and the cart, turned around and took out two sets of blue elastic ropes with two iron hooks at both ends from behind, and told them, "then you still need this."

This was strapping the canvas bags to the hand truck, which of course they needed.

After calculating these things, they totaled eighty-five yuan. They took the keys and went upstairs with these things. Xiao Zhao said, "I spent so much money at once. How come I feel like here, we will become a pig, with one knife" The knives were being slaughtered by them.

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