The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Chen got up in the morning and went to the factory. Liu Ligan was no longer there. Lao Wan and his people were burning wood. Zhang Chen asked Lao Wan. Lao Wan told Zhang Chen that Liu Ligan seemed to be following Wu Zhaohui's car to the stadium. .

Zhang Chen looked at the wood burned by Lao Wan and the others. The effect was gratifying. He picked up the pieces he tested last night and saw that the tung oil they had applied on them was completely dry today. Zhang Chen rubbed it vigorously and there was no trace of charcoal ash. Rub it down and can't help but nod.

Zhang Chen walked back to the office and looked at his watch. It was already past nine o'clock. He picked up the phone and called Li Yang. The sleepy voice on the phone was still the same, but when he heard it was Zhang Chen, the voice finally changed. After he sobered up a little, Zhang Chen told him that he would please ask his friend in the third prison to tell Meng Ping that Liu Ligan was back and that he was fine and safe.

"The horse will fight."

Li Yang and Zhang Chen said that Zhang Chen was wondering whether this guy would call right away, but he couldn't confirm it. He said thank you and was about to hang up the phone.

"Which one are you talking about, which one is back?"

Li Yang's voice seemed to be a little more sober. His sobriety was like the speed of an electric fan, which could be adjusted step by step. The more sober voice also gave Zhang Chen more confidence. Zhang Chen told him that his name was Liu. After setting up the pole, Li Yang still said: "Just hit the horse."

The level of sobriety seems to have been turned down a notch again.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chen shook his head and couldn't help laughing.

He heard the sound of cars outside and stood up. Just as he was about to go out and take a look, Liu Ligan walked in from the outside. As soon as he entered the door, he said, "Zhang Chen, this place on Stadium Road is nice, but it's a pity."

Zhang Chen didn't understand and asked, "What's the pity?"

Liu Ligan sat down opposite Zhang Chen and told Zhang Chen that I looked at that place and it could be turned into a sports goods market.

"My house has been rented out, and I signed a three-year agreement." Zhang Chen said.

"It has nothing to do with that house. It's fine if the house stays there to create an image. Don't touch the house." Liu Ligan and Zhang Chen said, "Come on, give me paper and pen."

Zhang Chen gave him a pen and paper. Liu Lipole explained to Zhang Chen while drawing. He said, look, just like this, demolish the stands here, and the stadium and the garden next to it. Wu Zhaohui told me , it turns out to be a golf course, so demolish the garden and see if this place is big enough to be a market. This is still an excellent location.

"Excellent location?" Zhang Chen asked.

Yes, Liu Ligan continued, the right side is your dynamic zone, the left side is the row of shops in the stadium, and the opposite side is the row of shops in the stadium. Look, change the gate of your current factory into the gate of the market. Market, isn’t it a great location?

And here, I've seen it. With the three floors you built, the restaurant on the first floor can also be integrated into the market. This will make the market larger. The second and third floors will not be used as they will still be dormitories. In addition, Close to the factory building inside, build a staircase to go up and down. See if a market will come out soon?

Liu Ligan was gushing as soon as he talked about it. Zhang Chen had never thought about this before. Now that he said it, a market could really be created here, but——

"Then where can we open the doors of our restaurant and factory?"

"Huancheng North Road, the gate of this factory doesn't matter. What's the difference between opening on Stadium Road and Huancheng North Road? There is also a restaurant in the metasequoia forest behind. Just find a place. Think about it, a Market, how much can you collect in rent alone in a year? Moreover, when it comes to the sporting goods market, the location of other places cannot compete with yours."

Zhang Chen feels that Liu Ligan's idea is valid. If a sports goods market is established here, it can indeed bring a lot of benefits to him. However, if the lighted stadium and the garden next to it are demolished, now every day Those people who come here at night, where do you want them to go?

"Why do you care about them? Do they give you a penny? You are not a neighborhood committee, so you have an obligation to provide them with event venues?" Liu Ligan said.

"Not only them, but people from our own factory will also play here." Zhang Chen said.

"The task of your workers is to work, not to play ball. The more they work, the more money they make. If they like playing ball so much and make money, they can go to the nearby gymnasium to rent a venue to play."

Zhang Chen thought about it and shook his head. He said, in fact, our place is also a center now. Many young people in Hangzhou, especially young men, know about our Half Acre Farm through there, and they will not go there. Buying clothes on Yan'an Road, young people now know about two and a half acres of land, and this lighted stadium plays a big role.

"This is good for our brand image and corporate image." Zhang Chen felt that he finally found a great reason.

"You're stupid..." Liu Ligan looked at him and didn't curse the word "force" at the end, but he was obviously relieved, feeling that such a good plan of his was rejected by this fool.

Zhang Chen looked at him and smiled, and asked: "Damn it, are you still thinking about real estate?"

Liu Ligan nodded and said honestly: "Yes, people who have done real estate probably can't do other businesses. Think about it, that house costs hundreds of thousands. It's so enjoyable to sell it like you do." There are dozens and hundreds of clothes, how can I afford to carry them?"

Zhang Chen scolded: "I think selling clothes is pretty good. Also, don't forget that this is Hangzhou, not Haicheng. The houses in Hangzhou are not as expensive as you said. How about hundreds of thousands for a house?" Just tens of thousands.”

"That building has dozens and tens of thousands in total. If it can be sold out in one day, it will be a million-dollar business. This will be enjoyable."

Zhang Chen looked at Liu Ligan and felt that this guy was completely poisoned by real estate. Haicheng still hadn't suffered enough. Zhang Chen said: "I think this Hangcheng is still different from Haicheng. You are still realistic. a little."

Liu Ligan shook his head and said: "I think what Mr. Han said is right. As long as the real estate carriage is let go, no one can stop it. Now from a policy perspective, it has been let go. , if there is no movement in Hangzhou, it is the best opportunity."

"I think you are confused by that Hong Kong man."

"He is really capable. If Meng Ping and I had gone to ask him for advice earlier, we might still have time to escape." Liu Ligan said, "This is the most annoying thing about this guy. He is awesome and coaxes, and he likes to hold the , if you don’t ask him for advice, he will never take the initiative to say anything to you, damn, sometimes when I think about it, I want to go back to Haicheng and strangle him to death."

Zhang Chen laughed.

After laughing, Zhang Chen asked Liu Ligan, "In my company, take a look at what you think about and what you want to do. You can choose it yourself."

Liu Ligan thought for a while and said, give me something.

"What?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Give me the bicycle at the door. I want to ride it and wander around Hangzhou for a few days first."

"Are you going to wash the building again?"

"Wash the city, I'll wash Hangzhou again."

Zhang Chen took out his bicycle keys from his pocket and threw them to him. He then opened his bag, took out a dollar of money and threw it over. Liu Ligan picked up the money and threw it back, saying, "No money is needed."

"You're fucking running outside, why don't you want to eat?" Zhang Chen scolded.

"I still have money for food. When I left Hunan, I took some pocket money from Mr. Zhang. How much does it cost to eat? Besides, you can get food here, on Stadium Road and Yan'an Road. I'll ask you for it after you spend it. "

When Liu Ligan said this, Zhang Chen had no choice but to put the money back into his bag.

Liu Ligan stood up, picked up the bicycle key on the table, and told Zhang Chen that I was going out.

Zhang Chen looked at his back and felt that it was not easy to take back this guy's heart. It would be better to let him wander around first and let him see for himself how many people would buy houses in Hangzhou now. Selling the house would make him sober. He and Xiao Zhao had also thought about buying a house some time ago and had looked for a house, but they still knew more about this than he did.

On the contrary, Zhang Chen thought about the sporting goods market that Liu Ligan mentioned. It was impossible to say that he was not moved. They came from the market themselves. They knew that now, there is a market in Hangzhou. Demand, this is much more reliable than any real estate.

But he still couldn't make up his mind to ask Zhang Chen to turn off the lights in the stadium. He saw that now, he played two points in a row because he didn't have to go home to deliver food, and he played in the evening. He was really a completely different person on and off the court.

If he turns off the lights in the stadium, of course no one will say anything. In other words, at most he will say in private that he is greedy for money. But in this way, he is actually extinguishing the fire in the hearts of many people.

Zhang Chen felt that he could not make this determination.

He Hongmei came to the factory to deliver goods. After delivering the goods, Zhang Chen took her car to Stadium Road. Before leaving, Zhang Chen called Wu Zhaohui over and asked him to buy a bicycle for himself.

"Old car, new car?"

"New car, you go buy a Giant."

Giant bicycles have just entered the mainland. Its racing-type bicycles with adjustable speed, although expensive, are every young person's dream.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang is going to start burning buns too." Wu Zhaohui said with a smile.

As soon as Zhang Chen walked into the office, Zhao Jingjing ran over hurriedly and shouted, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Those brats in Children's Lane want to compete with us," Zhao Jingjing said.

"You mean Zhonghui?"

Zhao Jingjing nodded.

There are many people coming and going in their lighted stadium, but there is a group of people who stand out. They wear uniform orange vests with the word "Zhonghui" printed on them. They occupy half of the stadium every night. It is said that they are in the area of ​​Children's Lane. The basketball team they organize themselves is quite arrogant here. When they come and see someone playing on the court, if they can't get their turn, they have to compete with others.

There are various competition methods, whether it is shooting, dribbling or jumping, you can choose. If you lose, you will give up this half of the court. It is said that you have never lost.

"Why did they come to compete with us?" Zhang Chen asked curiously, "When they came, our people were all at work, and we wouldn't compete with them for the venue."

"I'm not convinced. Someone came early that day, competed with two points, and lost to two points. Then he came early specially, competed several times, and lost. It's time to compare it to a formal game."

"A bunch of young men are competing with a group of women in their forties?"

"Yes, but Mr. Zhang, please don't look down on our people. We are heroes. Who didn't know who played basketball back then? Don't have too many men like this come to our door to compete with us."

"Okay, I'm not looking down on you." Zhang Chen said, "Then let's compare with them. By the way, you can give them two cents and buy two sets of clothes for each of us. Don't make us look like a motley crew."

"Great!" Zhao Jingjing shouted, "Mr. Zhang, do you want to buy the sneakers?"

"Buy, buy sneakers and socks, don't they look good? We are armed to the teeth, but we are still afraid of them."