Chapter 1254

It was Zhou Yi morning again.

After holding the morning meeting for the employees, Wang Yan sat down with Huazi and Piggy to smoke and drink tea, and gave a rough overview of the company's recent situation.

"In general, our company is currently thriving and has truly grown bigger and stronger. Next, we just need to maintain our current state and continue to develop. As long as the used car market doesn't collapse, we can make a lot of money.

There are two things to address right now. First, we need a larger showroom and a larger parking lot; this matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible. Renovations will also take some time, so let's try to get it done within three months. Piggy, you handle this; find a suitable location."

Piggy nodded in response: "No problem, I'll go out and find a place in a bit. I'll definitely find a suitable place in this vicinity before Friday."

"Good, now let me talk about the second thing."

Wang Yan took a puff of his cigarette and looked at Huazi and Piggy, who were listening intently, "The internet, you all know what that is, right?"

"I know, playing games, right? I play every day." Huazi nodded.

Piggy said: "I play too, the two of us even went to an internet cafe a few days ago."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, then patiently explained to the two of them from start to finish what the internet was all about, as well as the various current applications of the internet and some conjectures about its future development.

After listening to what he had to say, Huazi and Piggy looked at each other, and Huazi said uncertainly: "Brother Yan, I think I basically understand what you're saying. So, you want to get into this internet business?"

Piggy asked: "Brother Yan, we sell used cars, does that have anything to do with this internet?"

"Of course it does. Just like I said earlier, the internet will definitely become more and more convenient in the future. Right now, we can buy things on computers and learn about the details of various products. Mobile phones are also being researched better and better, and shopping on mobile phones won't be a problem either.

So I'm thinking, we can build a website, put our used cars on it. For those who have computers at home, we'll have people here to do the preliminary communication, and when the time comes, we'll have people come over directly. In addition, we can also let other car dealers in this market go online together, and when a deal is made, we'll collect a referral fee for introducing the customer.

Of course, what we do is based on reputation and integrity, so we definitely still need to increase investment in the repair shop, conduct professional car inspections, and let customers buy cars they can trust.

At the same time, we can also conduct reviews of new cars and publish some of our review reports. This will provide a reference for those consumers who want to buy new cars, letting them know if their money is well spent. It's just like how some people online now post videos conducting various vehicle test drives; we'll just do it more comprehensively and more authoritatively.

Once we accumulate a user base, our reviews will have a significant impact on those car companies, and we can earn money by taking advertisements from them... You know about some of the current internet companies, like NetEase..."

After Wang Yan finished speaking, he said, "Of course, this is just me thinking too optimistically; if it doesn't succeed, we'll lose everything. So I'm asking for your opinions. If you two want to do it, then we'll establish another company, hang it under the current company, take a sum of money from the car dealership, and test the waters. If we lose, we lose.

If you two don't want to do it, then we'll settle the accounts now, distribute some dividends, and then I'll personally borrow a sum of money from the company, go out, open a separate company, and do it myself."

"I'm in." Piggy said without hesitation.

Huazi also didn't think twice and slapped the table in agreement: "Brother Yan, anyway, I'm already deep in debt, so I'm not worried about more. You're talking about this thing—if it gets big, it'll definitely be more profitable than selling cars. Even if it fails, it's just a debt of a few hundred thousand; the three of us can afford to lose that. I agree! I firmly agree!"

"Agree is agree, why are you slapping the table?" Wang Yan scolded with a smile.

He had always respected other people's choices, and he was giving them a choice now. If they didn't dare to follow, especially Huazi, it wouldn't matter to him; doing used cars well was also not bad.

But the internet was a real trend; it was clearly better than just specializing in used cars like they were doing now, and the potential was much higher.

Fortunately, Piggy and Huazi weren't people who hesitated too much, and they both had an adventurous spirit—perhaps compounded by the simple philosophy Huazi mentioned about not worrying about more debt once you're already deep in it—and they made the right choice.

Wang Yan took a sip of tea and continued, "Then that's settled. I'll go run the procedures to register the company today, and also change the company structure of our car dealership. We'll establish a parent company that holds shares in the car dealership and the internet company separately; that will be better. The shareholding will remain the same as the car dealership."

"Brother Yan, you just handle it, we all trust you." Huazi said with unreserved trust.

Piggy was the same; he patted his chest and said: "The two of us just need to sign."

"Then that's it, go do what you need to do, I'm going to register the company."

Everyone went about their business, the three of them each performing their duties.

Piggy arranged for people to collect cars on one hand and looked for a new storefront on the other. Huazi took advantage of the relatively quiet Zhou Yi when all the staff were present to organize the sales staff to learn vehicle knowledge and sales scripts, which counted as necessary training.

Wang Yan, just as he had said, went out to find a lawyer to draft contracts, re-planned the company structure, found an agent, and registered a shell holding company and a technology company.

Although it would take some time for the company's procedures to be completed, work could already be carried out, such as preliminary personnel recruitment.

Of course, he didn't intend to recruit.

Actually, he didn't have much money in his own hands. He wasn't very wealthy to begin with, even though he had used his spare money to play the stock market and increase his value during this period, his capital was limited; it was just small-time stuff, enough for his own food and drink.

As for the car dealership, the income was actually quite a lot, but he had always been leveraging and operating entirely on debt, so he really only drew a salary of five thousand yuan a month. Other than that, it was just paying social security, eating lunch, and using the company's money to buy gas cards for his own refueling. The company was his own, so there was no need to embezzle that little bit of money from gas cards.

And he didn't intend to sell any "miracle cures" this time; he would just find a few directions to attack fiercely later. Playing capital games—as long as he didn't spread out too broadly—the resources were completely sufficient.

Although he said he was prepared to lose money, he couldn't really lose too much; as long as he got through the initial stage, it would be fine. Big capital had representatives in Beijing; when the time came, he would go talk to these people, and the money would come...

So, returning to the issue of recruiting people, Wang Yan was in a university in Wudaokou, in a vacant classroom, on the podium, looking at the young, confident, and spirited faces below.

"Undoubtedly, everyone sitting here is a leader among our country's young generation. You have knowledge, culture, ideas, and master professional skills. This is exactly the reason why I came here today.

You are all studying computer science and have an understanding of the internet, but please allow me, an amateur, to share my humble opinion on the internet. On February 14, 1946, the world's first electronic computer, commissioned by the US military... In 1969, still in the United States, the US military, under the protocol established by ARPA... to this day... I believe the future will definitely..."

Wang Yan was speaking eloquently on the podium, delivering his speech. From computers to the internet, from the internet to various companies at home and abroad, to their products, to their stories of financing and wealth creation, to his conjectures about the future world, to personal planning, to the country's needs, to personal prospects...

The group of youthful and pure college students below listened with boiling blood; several were already flushed with excitement from Wang Yan's words, as they imagined themselves in scenes of grand ambition.

When Wang Yan finally concluded his speech, a student below slapped the table and stood up.

"I'm in with you!"

"This student, please calm down. I have to pour a bucket of cold water on everyone. Ideals are plump, reality is skinny; everything I said needs money to be implemented. And right now, I don't have..."

"We don't need money."

The student didn't listen at all and said: "We are seniors this year and won't graduate until next year. During this year, we can use our spare time to work, and it can also serve as our graduation project. If there are any problems, we can also request help from our teachers..."

After listening to this student's very intelligent arrangement, Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction and asked: "Very good, this student has ideals. I firmly believe that as long as we work together, the flowers of idealism will definitely bloom on the hot soil of reality. This student, what is your name?"

"My name is Wang Dawei, I'm twenty-one this year, and my home is in Guangdong Province... My friends all call me 'Big Tail', uh... Wang Zong?"

Thus, Wang Yan was even more satisfied; this student had great intuition.

He smiled: "Good, then student 'Big Tail' Wang will be the product leader from now on, and he will coordinate from the center. Any problems?"

"That... Wang Zong... can I not..."

Before the student could finish, Wang Yan interrupted him: "Of course you can. It was my oversight, I'm truly sorry. Fellow students, those who don't want to stay can leave now, but I will always remember that everyone came to listen to me say these things today. If you want to join in the future, I will welcome you at any time."

Watching a small half of the people leave, Wang Yan went over to close the classroom door and communicated directly with the remaining college students in the room.

While communicating, he wrote on the blackboard, and the students took notes. Very quickly, he explained what he wanted to do and indicated that selling cars was just the beginning; their ultimate goal was to change the world, and so on...

After exchanging ideas like this for more than two hours, he assigned tasks to everyone, left twenty thousand yuan in cash on the spot for "Big Tail" to solve some difficulties, made an appointment to have a meal together next Saturday, and then they exchanged contact information. Only then did Wang Yan leave the school...

By the time he returned to Huaxiang, having passed through the evening rush hour traffic to get to the shop, it was almost time to get off work.

"Brother Yan, where are we eating tonight?" Huazi was boredly fiddling with a large bunch of car keys.

He didn't ask a single word about the newly established internet company. Today, when Wang Yan brought the drafted contracts back for him and Piggy to sign, the two of them didn't hesitate at all; they didn't even look and signed directly.

"I have an appointment tonight."

"Who with?"

"They should be here soon, you'll know in a bit."

Huazi was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened slightly, looking gossipy, and he subconsciously lowered his voice: "Yang Xiaoyun?"

"Why are you acting like a thief? Is it that I can't be seen with Yang Xiaoyun?"

"Is it really her?"

"You still don't believe it?"

Huazi smiled: "Hey, although I knew before that Yang Xiaoyun was interested in you, you two are progressing quite fast. I didn't see you interacting much before, and now you're suddenly together; I really didn't react in time."

"It's all fate."

"Last night, right?"

"What last night? Huazi, are you gossiping?" Yang Xiaoyun walked over, patted Huazi's head, and then sat down beside Wang Yan.

"Of course I am, I was just gossiping about your love story. Speak of the devil, and you appear."

"I heard you from far away. I just sneezed three times in a row; you must not have been saying anything good about me."

"Oh, heaven and earth be my witness. Brother Yan, you have to testify for me."

The three of them laughed and joked for a bit. Yang Xiaoyun asked: "What did you go do this afternoon? You didn't even call me back later."

"We're going to establish an internet company, and labor is so expensive, so I went to the university to find like-minded, ambitious young people. I was giving them a speech at the time, didn't I send you a text message?

I wanted to call you, but I thought, your work is different from mine, I can't delay you. Then I thought, we'd be seeing each other in a few hours anyway, so I didn't call."

Yang Xiaoyun waved her hand: "Hey, what's so different about my work? I'm just a small clerk. If you called me, I could even slack off for a while, instead of sitting there pretending to be very busy. I'm so bored of it, it's so dull."

"That's great, it's still better than us, who owe millions." Huazi laughed.

"That's not the same." Yang Xiaoyun rolled her eyes at him, then stood up, "Shall we go? There's still traffic, and we have to buy groceries and cook. Who knows how long it will take? I've been hungry for a long time. Huazi, what kind of look is that?"

When Huazi heard about buying groceries and cooking, he thought about the two of them going to Wang Yan's house, so his look became a bit ambiguous, which Yang Xiaoyun caught right in the act.

"Well, Brother Yan, you guys hurry up and go. There's a lot of traffic at this hour, be safe, drive slowly."

"Get lost." Wang Yan scolded with a smile, stood up, and walked out with Yang Xiaoyun holding his arm.

Behind them was a group of employees gossiping wildly...

Wang Yan drove Yang Xiaoyun to do some shopping, and only then did they return to the courtyard house. As usual, amidst the enthusiastic greetings of a group of neighbors and the same gossiping looks, he led Yang Xiaoyun into the house.

Yang Xiaoyun had pretty much the same reaction as Mi Lai; they all said there were many books, and that he could write, paint, and take good photos. Wang Yan's answer was no different; he also told Yang Xiaoyun to take her time getting to know him.

Although Wang Yan told Yang Xiaoyun to just stay put, she still followed along and ended up being more of a hindrance.

"Actually, my family used to live in a courtyard house too. Our house wasn't as big as yours; we only bought our current house in the year 2000."

Wang Yan watched as she picked through a bunch of vegetables, leaving more than half of them gone.

"Come, come, come, you stand to the side and talk, don't help, otherwise the two of us will starve to death." He shook his head and moved Yang Xiaoyun to a different spot.

"Oh my, if I don't do it, how will I learn? You let me practice."

"You're doing just fine, you don't have to learn. Talk about the house."

Curling her lip, Yang Xiaoyun said: "There's nothing to talk about. Oh, wait, no. My mom said housing prices will keep rising. She said this is the capital, and people from other places are all racking their brains to come here. The more they buy, the more expensive housing prices get. Buying a house now will make money later. You guys have made quite a bit, right? Have you thought about buying a house?"

"Not for the time being. Actually, relatively speaking, I'd rather buy a big courtyard. The location is good, life is convenient, and the space is big, but it's just too expensive."

"Buying an apartment is more realistic." Yang Xiaoyun agreed.

Wang Yan chatted idly with her, busy for more than an hour by himself, and managed to produce six dishes, including deli meats and cold appetizers.

Yang Xiaoyun happily ate the food Wang Yan cooked, showering him with compliments.

"I really envy you, your cooking is so good."

"I have a bit of talent."

"If only I could eat the food you cook every day." Yang Xiaoyun didn't look at Wang Yan, as if she had said it unintentionally.

Wang Yan smiled: "That's hard. Look at what time it is now? Cooking occasionally is fine, but cooking every day is really killing me. Not to mention being tired, eating this late isn't healthy either, and it's easy to gain weight."

"That's true, being fat is indeed uncomfortable."

After eating and washing the dishes.

Yang Xiaoyun sat on the bed, just like Mi Lai had two nights ago.

She looked at Wang Yan, who was sitting two steps away with his legs crossed, smoking: "Why do I feel so strange?"

"How is it strange?"

"How should I put it... oh my, I can't say, anyway, it's just strange."

Wang Yan turned back and pulled the curtains: "How about now?"

"What are you doing?" Yang Xiaoyun covered her chest defensively, looking vigilant.

"I think it might be lacking a bit of an ambiguous atmosphere."

"Now that you mention it..." Yang Xiaoyun frowned and felt it, "It seems like it really is, it feels different from last night."

So Wang Yan stubbed out his cigarette, walked over, and sat beside her: "How about we kiss a couple more times and try to find the feeling?"

"Just kiss a couple of times?"

"You're dirty-minded, you're having crooked thoughts."

Yang Xiaoyun's face flushed red, and she slapped Wang Yan irritably: "You're the one biting back."

Wang Yan grabbed her wrist, put his arm around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and then kissed her.

"You just finished smoking, it stinks..." Yang Xiaoyun muttered, symbolically showing her unwillingness again, and then cooperated.

Having had the experience from last night, she could be considered to have some experience, but Wang Yan thought her experience was still lacking.

Yang Xiaoyun's voice rang out in the room: "We don't have to lie down, do we?"

"This way it's more immersive."

"You're not lying to me?"

"Look, let's try kissing one more time and you'll know."

"Then can you take your hand out, really..."

"This way it's more immersive, you feel it."

"Oh my, you said we were just going to kiss..."

Yang Xiaoyun was also a clumsy person, but fortunately, she had a heart that was good at exploring and learning.

Wang Yan had always been a good teacher; this was beyond doubt.

Driven by him, although there was still a slight discomfort in learning new knowledge and skills for the first time, Yang Xiaoyun was gradually immersed in it, starting to enjoy the beauty of the process.

This was truly an excellent thing...