Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Zhang Xuan has officially entered a busy rhythm.

When he becomes a boss, he has a lot of things at his disposal. He has to think about everything, worry about everything, make decisions about everything, look at everything and ask questions, and take care of everything.

There is no way, he and Li Mei are crossing the river by feeling the stones now, and everything has to be discussed.

In addition to going to class, I was busy with company matters in the morning, reading books on management and marketing to recharge my batteries.

Taking time to practice boxing at noon is the foundation of the old Zhang family. In the past, I only thought about Mi Jian and Shuang Ling, but now Lilith has appeared out of thin air, and my body can't let go for a day.

In the afternoon, I switched to another mode, reading and writing "The Wind-Up Girl".

Seeing that Zhang Xuan was busy all day long and couldn't find the north, Lao Deng, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help but give some advice:

"Zhang Xuan, it's ineffective for you to act like a headless fly.

If you have no experience, you should go out more, go out more, see more, and go out more to learn. It is better to gain a lot of knowledge than to work in vain. "

Zhang Xuan asked: "Old Deng, do you have any good suggestions?"

Lao Deng adjusted his glasses and said: "Although you have been to Taikoo Shing in Hong Kong, you did so before you did your work.

Now that I have practiced it myself, if I take a look again with my insights, I will find something different. "

The words woke him up from his dream, and Zhang Xuan felt that these words made sense.

Without really getting started with work, everything is just smoke and mirrors and just a formality.

Only by immersing yourself in this industry can you experience the various flavors of it.

This is what the saying goes: outsiders watch the excitement, and insiders watch the door.

Zhang Xuan nodded: "It makes sense. I will go to Xiangjiang again when I find time."

Lao Deng chatted: "Call me when you go. I also want to go and have a look."

Zhang Xuan said yes.

Everyone is similar every year, but different every year.

Time passes year after year, and the National Day remains there every year, unwavering.

South Gate of CUHK.

Seeing Yang Yongjian start vomiting into the trash can as soon as he got off the bus, Du Shuangling, who was well prepared, quickly walked up to help him pat his back and handed him water and tissues in time.

After vomiting, slurping and wiping his mouth, Yang Yongjian asked Zhang Xuan:

"Why are you calling me here from all this distance? Don't you know I get very motion sick?"

Ignoring her little complaints, Zhang Xuan circled around her, staring at her butt-length braids and tutting his tongue:

"It's nothing. I just miss your braids. You talk all the way to your butt. Isn't it awkward when you walk?"

Yang Yongjian glared at him: "You are already a freshman writer, how come you are not good at what you say and do? You are so arrogant and it's honorable to stare at women's butts?"

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Zhang Xuan was choked up after hearing this. He really wanted to hit someone, really wanted to kill her with one finger.

I'm just curious about your braid. Why does it only look at your butt?

Just your ass! Ouch! To put it bluntly, I took off my pants without even taking a second look.

He finally discovered that after knowing his identity as a great writer, the attitude of three people towards him remained unchanged. That was Mi Jian, Wen Hui and the girl in front of him.

It's okay for Mi Jian and Wen Hui to say that it's just their temperament.

As for Comrade Yang Yongjian, it is just to cause trouble for him.

The two of them didn't know what was going on. They always exchanged warm greetings when they met, but they always quarreled every time they met. It felt uncomfortable if they didn't fight, and it looked like they were cross-eyed. This had been going on for more than ten years.

No, the two lifetimes combined are about a hundred years old.

Zhang Xuan retorted: "If you get rid of this earthy smell on your body, will I still worry about you?"

Hearing the earthy smell, Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu, who came out to pick up someone, secretly looked at Yang Yongjian.

Yang Yongjian was so angry that he looked down at himself and asked Zhang Xuan seriously: "Where do I smell earthy? Why didn't I notice it?"

Zhang Xuan grinned and said with an air of dignity: "I didn't know, I just thought you were stupid."

Yang Yongjian smiled and said: "Yeah, I understand, I don't have rice to see beauty, it's just dirt."

Zhang Xuan: "."

Glancing quietly at Comrade Shuangling, Zhang Xuan was so frightened that he dared not say a word for a moment.

Damn, I'm really scared, I can't irritate this braided girl any more.

As if Du Shuangling didn't hear him, he held Yang Yongjian's arm and asked, "Yongjian, are you hungry? Let's go eat first."

Yang Yongjian shook his head: "My stomach smells of oil now, and it's very upset. I have to find a place to sit down first."

Du Shuangling took Wenhui and Zou Qingzhu to introduce them, and then said: "Then go back to the rental house first. You will feel better if you take a shower and rinse your mouth."

"Okay." Thinking that he would have dinner with everyone later and it would be unhygienic for him not to rinse his mouth, Yang Yongjian agreed.

living room.

Zou Qingzhu glanced at the shower room and asked Zhang Xuan in a low voice: "Why do you say people are rich?"

Zhang Xuan slumped on the sofa, staring at the ceiling blankly: "It's not a matter of whether she is earthy or not, it's because I haven't been able to change it since I was a novelist."

After saying that, he added: "But having said that, she is really a bitch. Think about it, this is the big city of Yangcheng. Is it unreasonable to have two long braids?

Could it be that she wants to use the simple temperament of a village girl to attract city men? "

Du Shuangling: "."

Wen Hui: "."

Zou Qingzhu: "."

The three of them couldn't help but went directly to the kitchen.

About 20 minutes later, Yang Yongjian came out after washing himself. He first went to the kitchen and walked around, and finally came to the sofa, violently shook Zhang Xuan awake and asked:

"Tell me, you won't think of me if nothing happens. What is it?"

"It's good to know. You're not Mi Jian. What do I want you to do?" Zhang Xuan rubbed his arms. Damn, this girl is a crab. Her hands hurt from pinching.

Yang Yongjian laughed when he heard this and looked at him with a malicious look on his face.

Zhang Xuan took back his legs on the coffee table and asked in a low voice: "Have you contacted Sun Jun?"

Yang Yongjian shook his head, "Not yet. Didn't you say half a year? It's less than two months. Why should I contact him?"

"I admire you! I just like the way you don't recognize your relatives!"

Zhang Xuan extended his thumb and then asked, "Has Sun Jun contacted you?"

Yang Yongjian nodded: "He did contact me, but I ignored him."

Zhang Xuan continued to ask: "How many scratches have you made?"

Not knowing how to answer this question, Yang Yongjian simply choked: "Why are you so interested in my personal feelings?

Have I asked you about Mi Jian, or about you and Lilith? I heard that you went to England, and you probably hooked up with Lilith. "

Zhang Xuan was speechless: "You don't believe in my character so much?"

Yang Yongjian said: "I have known you for more than ten years. When did you have such a valuable quality?"

Zhang Xuan looked her up and down: "Let's not talk about others. At least when facing you, I can stay calm."

Yang Yongjian paused and glared at him again.

The two stared at each other for a while, then Zhang Xuan smiled and started talking about business: "Didn't you say you wanted to find something to do to lighten the burden on your family?

I have a job here, I wonder if you are willing to do it. "

Yang Yongjian was stunned: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Xuan talked about the imported snacks sold at the school gate in one breath, and then asked for opinions: "Are you interested?"

Yang Yongjian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said directly: "Can you make a lot of money?"

"Can you stop being so realistic? You can make a lot of money by keeping your mouth shut." Zhang Xuan was defeated by her.

"You are a great writer, so petty quarrels are beneath your status." Yang Yongjian choked him with words.

Zhang Xuan said with a positive look: "As long as you do it seriously, you can definitely make money. As for whether you can make a lot of money, it depends on your personal ability."

In fact, selling imported snacks is not just a whim of Zhang Xuan.

He was thinking that he was going to open a shopping mall soon, and then all the imported goods that were about to expire could be handed over to Yang Yongjian for processing.

If Yang Yongjian has the ability, he can directly contact Jusco Island, which is a Japanese supermarket with many imported snacks.

Generally, supermarkets have a rule that non-staple food items that are only 3 months to half a year away from expiration will be disposed of as soon as possible and discounted. This is an opportunity for stores that sell imported snacks, and it is also a purchasing channel.

In two years, foreign supermarkets will enter the country on a large scale. By then, it will not be difficult for Yang Yongjian to make a fortune from this.

Of course, in the early stage, she still had to rely on customs to confiscate supplies to distribute goods to her.

In the middle and later stages, it depends on her own ability to feed her. Zhang Xuan cannot take care of her all the time like a nanny.

After listening to Zhang Xuan's suggestion, Yang Yongjian thought for a long time, and finally looked up at him and said, "I believe you, I'm willing to give it a try."

"Okay." Seeing that she agreed, Zhang Xuan immediately began to teach her the scriptures.

Tell me how to market.

For example, bundled discount sales, etc., such as buy one get one free, etc., such as price reduction promotions from time to time during holidays, etc.

It took almost 15 minutes to finish talking about everything.

During this process, Yang Yongjian took notes and asked questions about things he didn’t understand.

Finally, she said: "What's the matter with your brain? Why do you have so many bad ideas?"

Zhang Xuan was unhappy: "Bad idea?"

"What a weird idea." Yang Yongjian corrected.

Zhang Xuan said proudly: "Maybe this is the difference between people. My brain is born to think about things and write to make money. Your head is born to grow braids."

Yang Yongjian raised his eyebrows: "Zhang Xuan, do you know that some boys write love letters to me because they love my braids?"

"What?!!!" Zhang Xuan was stunned.

"Have you ever had a boy write you a love letter again?"

"What does this boy look like? Why is he so ignorant? Take me to see him."

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Next, Zhang Xuan asked 8 questions in one breath, forcing Yang Yongjian directly to the kitchen.

Pooh! Fight with me!

Zhang Xuan glanced at the embarrassed figure and happily lay down on the sofa again.

I just couldn’t help but wonder, what kind of god would like braids?

The whole National Day is busy.

I was busy going to No. 228 Tianhe Road, and I was also busy choosing a location for Yang Yongjian’s imported snack shop.

In order to save some energy, Zhang Xuan specially borrowed someone from Yingtai Real Estate to help run errands.

Hearing Zhang Xuan talk about the handling of Jusco's tail goods, Li Mei took the initiative and said to him: "I have some ideas about this matter."

Zhang Xuan happily asked: "How sure are you?"

Li Mei said: "About seven or eight, I just want to go to Jusco Island. You want your classmate to come with me."

Zhang Xuan understood, and lowered his voice and asked: "Are you going to Jusco Island to dig people?"

Li Mei glanced outside the door and nodded with a smile: "Fan Fangli strongly recommended two people who are close to each other. I plan to give it a try."

“What type of talent?”

"One is from the marketing operations department, and the other is the head of the logistics department."

For Zhang Xuan and Li Mei, who have a clean foundation, logistics is particularly important.

It is really not a trivial matter to fill a huge mall with various high-quality products.

Zhang Xuan almost did not hesitate and solemnly told: "Don't be afraid of spending more money. If you can, just recruit more people."

"I know." Li Meiqian has rich experience in poaching, and then said:

"After I come back from Jusco, I plan to go to Shanghai and Xiangjiang to see if I can find some important ones to come back.

In the early stage, we can only rely on the help of outsiders to get through it. After a year and a half, the people we have trained ourselves will grow up, and then we will be much more relaxed. "

"Sure, I support you."

Zhang Xuan also knows that cultivating talents is not something that can be accomplished overnight, and he has to be patient and take his time.

Yang Yongjian followed Li Mei and Fan Fangli to Juzhidao.

There are people here to help with errands. Zhang Xuan only needs to grasp the general direction, sign signatures, etc., and the work on his shoulders suddenly becomes much easier.

In fact, there is no need to rush the construction schedule of the West Tower Mall, but Zhang Xuan has his own ideas.

His purpose is still to create a gimmick.

In my memory, starting from 1995, foreign supermarkets will gradually enter China. Zhang Xuan just wanted to create a gimmick before these supermarkets came in, a gimmick for a large shopping mall.

Although in essence, foreign-funded supermarkets and their own shopping malls are not the same thing.

But after all, it involves the retail industry and money bags, so Zhang Xuan will naturally not give up this first place to anyone else.

As for domestic supermarkets, to be honest, he didn't pay attention at all. He is very confident that once his mall is built, he can lift them up in every aspect.

Of course, both foreign-funded supermarkets and domestic supermarkets have little impact on his mall.

What brought him the greatest pressure and sense of urgency was the Tianhe Mall next door.

It is clearly written on the planning plan that it is expected to open in 1996.

It was already October 1994, and there was still more than a year to go, so he couldn't help but be impatient.

Although with the population and economic size of Yangcheng, it will not be a problem to support several or even a dozen large shopping malls in the future.

But people, if there is no long-term concern, there will be immediate concern.

We must learn to be prepared for danger in times of peace.

"Zhang Xuan, your letter."

After returning from the National Day holiday, Zhang Xuan had just sat down in the classroom when Xiao Eleven pushed Shen Fan away and sat down next to him before taking out 7 registered letters and giving them to him.

"So many letters?"

The first time he received such a letter, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but exclaimed.

Zhang Xuan asked smoothly: "What's the difference between the two?"

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