Chapter 1243: Partnership

Just as everyone sat down, ordered dishes, and poured wine, Milai asked curiously.

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

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "It was all young and ignorant."

Lutao said: "I heard from that old police officer, Brother Yan, you used to fight often?"

"Wait..." Pig Head paused, then said, "Brother Yan, you said before that you lived over at Chongwen Sect?"

"Yes."

"I heard them say you used to fight often?"

"Ignorant."

"Whoa, I said why it sounded familiar before. You don't know..." Pig Head had an expression of you all being ignorant, "Brother Yan is a big figure whose name resounded throughout the four-nine city. The famous tough guys were all beaten by Brother Yan once. This doesn't count, later he even beat the older generation of those people.

Those few years, the capital was all Brother Yan's legend. Today beat this one, tomorrow beat that one, the day after tomorrow used a knife, or was surrounded by people, Brother Yan broke someone's leg with a heavy hand. In those few years, you just pull a street urchin on the street, ask if they've heard of Brother Yan, they have to give you a thumbs up, damn, really fucking awesome."

Pig Head spoke and gestured, also quite vivid, roughly told some of the more famous people Wang Yan beat, then continued, "It's just that after 2000, Brother Yan became low-key and disappeared. Until now, 2006, those people back then have all grown up, so no one mentions Brother Yan anymore. I really didn't expect that I could eat at the same table as the famous Brother Yan. Oh..."

"No, you listen to this meaning, are you scolding me?"

Wang Yan looked at the others with a smile, "How is it, is it that you are awesome, or I am down and out?"

"Hi, look at my mouth, Brother Yan, I don't know how to speak, please don't take it to heart. I'll punish myself with a bottle."

"Alright."

Wang Yan waved his hand, "Not a big deal. I told Huazi and them before. Those people who were beaten by me back then have all made a fortune, driving good cars, holding beautiful girls. Where is the reason for this?"

"That's still Brother Yan, you are righteous, you don't look down on that dirty money." Lutao followed up, giving Wang Yan a thumbs up, "I admire people like you."

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, looking at Lutao, whose foster father was a department-level leader in the planning bureau, biological father was a real estate company boss, and girlfriend was a second-generation with a wealthy family background, the male protagonist who struggled in "Struggle".

"It's not that I don't look down on it, don't make me sound so noble. People didn't break the law making money, mainly because they had those resources. We are common people, no family background. Wandering in the market, stained with thorns. Can't bend down, can't lower my head. How can I compare with them."

"But they were all stepped under your feet back then, Brother Yan, I think you are very transparent, maybe it's just bad luck, you will definitely make a lot of money in the future."

Xiangnan followed up.

His father was in the Public Security Bureau, also a cadre of some size.

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

Wang Yan said amusedly: "Isn't this typical Ah Q's spiritual victory method..."

"Oh, Brother Yan, you even know Ah Q?" Milai giggled.

"You are purely scolding me. At least I graduated from high school, usually read a lot of books myself, I'm not as good as you university students with diplomas, not uncultured. Really think I'm a hoodlum?"

"Then I have to test you."

Wang Yan took out a pack of 0.8 Zhongnanhai from his pocket, lit one himself, and threw the rest on the table for everyone to take.

He exhaled smoke and said: "Bring it on."

"Do you know Raphael?"

"Raphael Sanzio, full name Raffaello Sanzio da Urbino, a famous Italian painter, one of the three masters of the Renaissance, who painted the Madonna. This is all elementary, I also know Dürer, Millet, Tintoretto, William Morris... these are all foreigners, our country's people are not worse than them, like Zhong Yao, Lu Ji, Gu Kaizhi..."

In the next twenty minutes, Wang Yan unilaterally output the changes and differences in domestic and foreign art and culture, simply analyzed the social contradictions and class contradictions behind them, and the four university students at the table couldn't even insert a sentence.

Looking at the stunned crowd, and even Pig Head who had already started yawning, Wang Yan picked up his wine glass with a smile, "Alright, Pig Head is sleepy, talking about these big historical narratives is meaningless. If it's about individuals, talking about the gossip of those people, that's much more interesting."

"Today's cultural topic ends here, didn't you all leave phone numbers, we'll discuss it again when we have time. Come, come, come, drink, drink."

Everyone let out a long breath, Milai also became honest, she picked up her wine glass and drank a big mouthful: "Brother Yan, the pressure was too great just now, I thought I knew a lot, but it turned out I still didn't know anything, you are really amazing."

"Just read more books, thought more. Besides passing the time, it didn't make me richer."

"It also enriched the spiritual world, Brother Yan, you are a spiritually rich person, we can't compare to you. I actually really don't like looking at money for everything, what's the meaning of that? Right, Milai?"

"Right, I think so too." Milai nodded with a smile, she really recognized it.

Wang Yan also nodded seriously: "No problem, anyway, as long as you don't starve, living can be considered free and easy, right?"

"Right, that's the meaning, Brother Yan, looking at us, we are people on the same path." Lutao nodded fiercely, as if he had found a soulmate, "People must struggle for ideals, bread will naturally come, as long as you walk. Come, Brother Yan, let's have a drink."

Wang Yan didn't criticize people, happily held his wine glass and drank with everyone.

Xiangnan, Lutao, Milai, still talked about ideals, art, and various spiritual pursuits, not a single word landed on the ground.

Of course, at this time, Lutao didn't know his biological father was a rich man. But even so, he didn't worry about food and clothing at home, and had a certain status.

At this time, Xiangnan was on the same level as Lutao. Indeed, he wasn't rich, but they had solved their living needs.

As for Milai, she was a serious love brain, whatever Lutao said was right, her family didn't lack money, not to mention rich, the conditions were definitely quite enough. She talked about ideals, which was no problem. But actually, she had no other ideals, she was echoing Lutao, her ideal was Lutao.

These four university students, only Huazi landed half on the ground.

The reason it was half was because Huazi still thought money was easy to earn, as long as he was willing to bend down to pick it up, he could earn money, and could drive a Mercedes and hold a babe as he bragged.

The half that fell was because his family environment was bad, his economic situation was insufficient, at least he faced reality. While the eyes of the other three had no reality.

Xiangnan started to face it after marrying Yang Xiaoyun.

As for Lutao and Milai, they never did from beginning to end. They talked about ideals with wealth, talked about struggle, and talked about love while splitting their legs...

But it was no problem, after all, they had already satisfied their material life and started spiritual construction, which was reasonable.

Xiangnan, Lutao, Milai drank for more than an hour, made an appointment with Wang Yan to gather again, and then said goodbye, leaving Wang Yan, Pig Head, and Huazi.

Pig Head 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, what you talked about just now, I didn't understand a bit. Oh no, there is one point, I heard them say they want to pursue ideals."

Before Wang Yan could speak, Huazi said: "My ideal is to make money, make a lot of money, the more the better. This is easy to say, Pig Head, tell me, how do we get rich?"

"It's just second-hand cars, nothing difficult. Collect cars, sell cars, we pass through the middle, turn a price difference. I spent money to buy a pile of car owner phone numbers, we just call them one by one, ask if they want to sell the car, want to buy a car. Regardless of what car, all say yes, first fool people over, as long as people come over, then how to do it, doesn't it depend on our brothers' ability?

Let me tell you, Brother Yan, Huazi, I have a small storefront in the second-hand car market over at Huaxiang. You might not have been there, oh, that place is full of second-hand cars, even, I'll tell you privately, there are smuggled cars. Whatever car you want, they have. Oh right, Brother Yan, Huazi, do you have cars? If you don't have cars, I'll find you two, guaranteed the car condition is good, the price is real."

Huazi waved his hand, turning to ask: "That is, we two go over, help you call people to fool them, then earn commission?"

"It's not always calling, I also call. The main work is two things, collecting cars, selling cars. Good cars are not worried about selling. Let me tell you, all over the country, many second-hand car dealers are getting cars from us, going back to those small cities, counties, etc., to sell. So it's not necessarily fooling people.

Ah phew, what fooling people. We sell real cars, it's just different from what they require, but it will only be better, not worse. If they don't have money, we can also help with loans, that's a one-stop service.

In short, no matter who the car is sold to, as long as it can be sold, we make money. If you two come over, you can also collect cars yourselves, find people to sell yourselves. Everyone is brothers, everything is easy to discuss. Or Brother Yan, you two buy shares, no need to pay. I'll give you two ten points each, we divide the dividends monthly after selling the car."

"Then the car doesn't distinguish between good and bad? And some people hide the car condition, that..."

Before Huazi could say more, Pig Head interrupted: "Let me tell you, brother, doing this line is losing a bit of conscience. We have risks collecting cars, but the problem is not big, we lower the price of the car a little, sell it, isn't that it? The person buying the car, can they understand more than us?

But don't look at me being bald, I still have a conscience. If there are major safety problems, I definitely dare not sell. But generally, some small problems, can that still be called a problem? Right, Brother Yan?"

"This work, can't be done without losing conscience, don't put gold on your face."

Huazi asked: "Then Brother Yan, are you doing it or not?"

"We are so destined, gathered together, then let's do it. But this form has to change."

"Brother Yan, you say, I'm listening." Pig Head nodded very decisively, doing it seriously, with an expression of you are the father, you have the final say.

Wang Yan lit a 0.8 Zhongnanhai, took a puff of smoke and said: "I have understood the second-hand car market before, after collecting the car, it must be maintained, checked for various problems, pick important maintenance, repair it. At worst, the car must be finely washed, then waxed, shiny enough to compare with a new car, making people look pleasing to the eye."

"Right, Brother Yan is right, that's how I do it." Pig Head said, "I have a cooperative car repair shop, after collecting the car, drive it over there, they refurbish it for me, so it's easy to sell. Everyone does it this way. Brother Yan, how do you say it should change?"

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "You talk about one-stop service, then we might as well be thorough. Open a repair shop ourselves, so we know the price ourselves, and the cost can be reduced again. At the same time, we can also comprehensively, based on the actual price of the car, maintain the car as well as possible. At the same time, in sales, we honestly explain the car condition to the customer, and be an honest second-hand car dealer.

We would rather earn less, but also do business for a long time. Make people think of us when they think of second-hand cars, think of reality when they think of us, think of us not playing tricks, not deceiving. The initial business might be hard to do, but as long as it develops and gets customer recognition, we will definitely not lack business.

In these few years, the country's development is getting better and better, and people's needs are getting more and more. As far as the current situation is concerned, second-hand cars are still people's best choice. I feel that this business can be done for at least ten years. So only by flowing for a long time can we do more."

Pig Head and Huazi looked at each other, Huazi asked hesitantly: "Brother Yan, then this repair shop..."

"I pay, we establish a company, including car sales, and also this repair shop. Huazi, I know you just graduated, don't earn money, family might not be rich, but I think you can do a good job, you are a capable person, so I give you one share of equity. The remaining nine shares, I want five, the remaining four are Pig Head's. You have no problem, Pig Head?"

"No, no, no problem at all. Brother Yan, you are the grandfather, whatever you say, I listen, whatever you do. I'm already taking advantage, I actually have nothing. Just rented a storefront, also pressed a few cars that haven't been sold, and a few are consigned by friends, I..."

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

Wang Yan waved his hand, "Then this matter is settled, tomorrow I'll find a lawyer, we sign the contract directly, run the procedures to establish the company. No problem, right?"

"No." Pig Head shook his head.

"That, I..."

Wang Yan patted Huazi on the shoulder: "If I say you can, you can, giving you one share of equity, if you feel it's hot, feel that virtue doesn't match the position, then you work hard, work hard, make yourself worthy, make it not hot. We are all big men, don't say useless things, come, come, come, drink, drink, don't return until drunk today."

"Hey, two brothers, just watch how I, Huazi, perform in the future."

After saying that, Huazi looked up and drank a bottle of beer.

He was really moved, wishing he could dig out his heart and lungs to show Wang Yan whether it was hot. If Wang Yan had the heart to deceive him, it wouldn't take many days to deceive this silly boy who just left campus until he was bankrupt, and finally, he would probably not be able to withstand the blow and jump off a building.

The three ate and drank, laughing and joking.

At this time, Huazi asked curiously: "Hey Brother Yan, I just remembered, I haven't asked yet, what are you doing now?"

"Doing nothing." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, "That was 2000, I was twenty. I was young and ignorant before, you know this, I beat all the big and small hoodlums in the four-nine city. It wasn't illegal to beat people before, I was young then, and my parents died early, I had reason to beat people.

Later it didn't work, this brother that grandfather were quite bad, they were all older than me, no promise, looking at me not doing anything else, directly called the police. Plus social development really accelerated, much better than the 80s and 90s before. People have work to do, all busy making money..."

"That's not right, Brother Yan, what did you live on before?" Pig Head asked.

Wang Yan glanced at him: "Of course it was rewarded by this brother that grandfather. You say I beat them, don't I have to have some hard-earned money? Their money didn't come in a good way either, they know what's going on themselves. No, you really think I dreamed of becoming a martial arts master? I was also struggling."

Pig Head and Huazi looked at each other, twitching their mouths together...

Wang Yan continued to speak, "Later, some of those people got rich, that guy was called majestic, bringing several little brothers behind him, looking like a hoodlum boss in a Hong Kong movie. I felt it was meaningless, and had no motivation to struggle. At that time, I thought about going out to walk around, take a look, didn't I walk for several years, I also just returned not long ago."

"Whoa, then you must have walked all over the country?" Huazi sighed.

"How big is our country? Can't walk it all." Wang Yan shook his head with a smile, "Alright, nothing to say, drink, drink."

"I'll ask one more question, Brother Yan, the majestic one you just said, the one like a hoodlum boss in a Hong Kong movie, did you beat him again at that time?"

"No, I was young, not stupid, can I be that ignorant? Besides, people aren't stupid either, directly blocked me. Thirty-something years old, several subordinates watching on the side, seeing me, they nodded and bowed calling Brother Yan, directly pulling me to eat and bathe, and stuffed me 10,000 yuan, I couldn't make a move. Isn't this feeling meaningless, as if I were begging."

"Then did you take that money, Brother Yan?" Huazi really had no heart.

Wang Yan glanced at him: "Do you take it?"

"I definitely take it, it's just that no one gives it to me."

"Then I definitely take it, didn't steal or rob, people gave it voluntarily, still need to think? Otherwise, why say we are destined. Drink quickly."

Thus, the three drank freely, chatting messily, Pig Head and Huazi both felt that chatting with Wang Yan was happy... ===== CHAPTER 1244 =====

"I'd definitely take it, it's just that no one gives me anything."

"I'd definitely take it too. I didn't steal it or rob anyone for it; if someone gives it voluntarily, why even think about it? That's why I say we're kindred spirits. Drink up."

And so, the three of them began to drink heartily, chatting about all sorts of nonsense. Both Zhutou and Huazi felt that chatting with Wang Yan was just a joy...