Chapter 994: Pork Chop Rice Cake Is Really Delicious

Every time he came to Huanghe Road, Wang Yan always had to chat with Jingxiu for a while, and Jingxiu was also very willing to take out the cigarettes he couldn't bear to smoke himself to give Brother Wang one. Now that there was herbal tea, and the weather was getting hotter, Jingxiu also gave a can of Qingxin Herbal Tea that sold for 2 yuan.

It could be considered a good friendship of a cigarette and a cup of tea.

"Brother Wang is going to Zhi Zhen Yuan again, right?" Jingxiu looked like he knew it.

Wang Yan nodded with a smile.

"To talk about the proprietress of this Zhi Zhen Yuan, she's truly impressive. Last time Brother Wang came, didn't I say Boss Bao said Zhi Zhen Yuan wouldn't last three months? As a result, I don't know how Zhi Zhen Yuan talked to Jin Meilin and the others, but in the past week or so, every restaurant has changed its gas pipeline, and added stoves in the kitchen. Looking at it this way, they should have all reached an agreement."

Speaking of this, Jingxiu asked curiously, "It wasn't Brother Wang who helped, was it?"

"Has Miss Wang been to Huanghe Road recently?"

"Coincidentally, Miss Wang also asked me the same question. She was also wearing a pair of pearl earrings, saying Boss Bao gave them to her."

Wang Yan smiled and drank the Qingxin Herbal Tea.

"Oh, right, Brother Wang, you also know Fan Zong, right?"

Seeing Wang Yan nod, Jingxiu laughed. "Isn't Fan Zong cooperating with Boss Bao? The brand is called Sanyang. I heard it was originally scheduled to be listed on the Dragon Boat Festival, and it had already been in the newspapers. Later, I don't know why, but it was changed to Valentine's Day in a few days, right at the Hulian Commercial Building on Nanjing Road. Fan Zong was like an ant on a hot pot, running around every day. Looking at Fan Zong's appearance, plus the sudden change in the listing date, many people think Boss Bao is going to fail this time."

"What do you think?"

"I think Fan Zong can't sit still."

"Well said, Jingxiu. In terms of doing business, this is a good era. Those laid off are laid off, those going into business are going into business. There's no shortage of workers, no shortage of partners with connections. You should have some savings; have you thought about starting a business?"

"Small family, I'm satisfied being able to earn some here by guarding the telephone booth. Earning some hard-earned money, can't get rich overnight, but can't lose much either. But I also have other ways to earn money; speaking of which, it's still thanks to Brother Wang."

Facing Wang Yan's inquiring gaze, Jingxiu spoke with a smile.

"I pay more attention to Brother Wang's business. I knew when you first started logistics. Later, you launched a cooperation model with car owners, and I think Brother Wang stepped on the trend high and accurately. So I borrowed some money, added my own savings, and bought a Dongfeng, and let my laid-off eldest cousin and his eldest son learn the truck license. The two of them partnered up and affiliated with Cao Cao Logistics, running the Beijing-Shanghai line. It's been a year now, and the car money is almost earned back."

"Not bad." Wang Yan nodded with a smile.

Doing logistics now is very profitable; Jingxiu's choice is relatively correct. If he bought a car himself and worked blindly like a headless fly, it wouldn't be easy to earn money. After all, road bandits couldn't be dealt with, and it wasn't easy to negotiate prices for work. Affiliating with a company is different; business is guaranteed, safety is guaranteed, and this is the most important thing. In some cities, there are even special driver homes, rescue, car repair, etc., all of which can be assured.

"When you earn enough money, you can buy a new car. But later, when the roads are better, public security is better, and there are more cars, the shipping fee won't be the price it is now; it will get lower and lower, and drivers and car owners will have a harder and harder time. But overall, you can earn money for twenty years at the bottom line."

"Then what about later?"

"Who can say for sure?" Wang Yan shook his head, extinguished his cigarette, put down the empty herbal tea can, and said, "See you again."

"See you again, Brother Wang."

Jingxiu was still waving just as enthusiastically...

Equally enthusiastic was Manager Pan standing at the entrance of Zhi Zhen Yuan. She greeted him: "Wang Laoban is here. Today, sitting in a private room or a public table?"

"If there's a public table, sit at a public table. I'm eating for free, so how can I have so many requirements? Wasting your private room by myself would delay business."

"Please this way, Wang Laoban." Leading Wang Yan to a corner table by the window, Manager Pan left on her own. She didn't ask what dishes to eat; naturally, whatever was delicious was served, and more than a dozen dishes filled this small square table.

Drinking the tea served by the waiter, it wasn't long before dishes were placed all over the table. At this time, Li Li came over with a bottle of Moutai, sat down opposite, poured the wine, and clinked it with Wang Yan.

Only then did she speak to Wang Yan: "The matter is resolved, many thanks to Wang Laoban for taking care of it."

"Drink less." Wang Yan smiled, then raised his head and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Li Li didn't pour wine this time, and drank it all in one gulp as well. Looking at Wang Yan's amused appearance, she picked at the dishes to go with the wine, caught her breath, and laughed. "The wine arrives, only then is the heart's intention arrived."

"Dregs."

"Zhi Zhen Yuan, including public tables and private rooms, has a total of eighty-eight tables, and eighty-seven tables are like this."

Wang Yan smiled. "I heard the relaxation in your words."

He was certain that Li Li would inevitably use his name to do things, because he had more force and was more simple and direct. Boss Bao, who was similar to her old lover Mr. A, clearly didn't possess such a powerful deterrent force as Wang Yan.

And Li Li didn't have a backer, and her money actually wasn't much. In the show, Uncle Ye said that Li Li took out a passbook with a turnover of 30 million to open the restaurant; a turnover of 30 million is not actual funds of 30 million. A very simple analogy: accounts for running points and money laundering also have a lot of turnover, but the account holders don't have much money, and they have to go to prison.

Then she would naturally choose a simple and direct method without hesitation to solve the trouble early.

Like in the original show, Li Li's struggle with other restaurant proprietresses, plus Boss Bao's help, seemed to be really good and had hot topics. But in reality, the non-occurrence of all this is even more advanced and even more powerful.

Like now, even without Boss Bao's previous words that it wouldn't last three months, people knew that other proprietresses led by Lu Meilin would definitely find trouble, because there was a precedent for the Golden Phoenix. But suddenly, restaurants like Jin Meilin started renovating gas, and the kitchen added new stoves; everyone understood that something must have happened, and Lu Meilin and others had softened.

This would make Li Li even more mysterious and even more unfathomable, and the benefits to her were clearly even greater.

"Solving a trouble without bloodshed is naturally relaxing. But Wang Laoban, there is one thing I am very curious about; I don't know if you can solve my confusion?"

"Let's hear it."

Li Li leaned forward: "Three years ago, Lu Meilin invited you and Boss Tao to dinner at Jin Meilin; what exactly happened that day? Why is Jin Meilin so afraid of you?"

"You don't look like a woman with so much curiosity."

"Sometimes I am."

"It wouldn't hurt to tell you. At that time..." Wang Yan shook his head with a smile and roughly talked about the incident where he was pointed at with a gun by Du Honggen at Jin Meilin before.

Li Li's gaze passed through the glass, looking at the black Santana parked next to Jingxiu's telephone booth, then turned her gaze back to Wang Yan, who was eating dishes leisurely.

"Wang Laoban is truly impressive." That was all she could say.

"Just learned some fists and kicks before, plus being a lone person, afraid of nothing." Wang Yan said it lightly.

"You shouldn't be short of money to buy a better car now, right? Why are you still driving this Santana?"

"Actually, I have other cars, but I'm used to driving this one, and that car has actually been modified, so it's still very comfortable. You'll know when you experience it sometime."

Li Li smiled politely. "Wang Laoban, eat slowly; I'll go get busy first. If you need anything, find the waiter at any time. You are the most honorable guest of Zhi Zhen Yuan."

Wang Yan shook his head with a smile and ate his meal by himself...

After the meal, he drove the car slowly across Huanghe Road, feeling the prosperity of this time daily, and went to stroll by the Suzhou River on the way.

Just as he was driving, his gaze turned inadvertently, and he saw Fan Zong gnawing on something outside Honglu. Immediately, the steering wheel turned, and Wang Yan's car stopped in front of Fan Zong.

Fan Zong watched a Santana stop straight in front of him; he had already stood up, angry and ready to curse. But he didn't expect to see Wang Laoban, who had turned off the engine and got out of the car.

The originally angry expression turned into a silly laugh, and he greeted him: "Oh my, truly a coincidence, Wang Laoban. Didn't expect to meet you here."

Wang Yan took out a cigarette and shared one with Fan Zong, lit one for himself, looked up at the glass window on the second floor of Honglu, where shadows were flickering. If there were no accidents, Miss Wang should be there, enthusiastically socializing with a group of women, holding a microphone and singing.

He said: "I heard that the listing time of Sanyang was changed to Valentine's Day on February 14th. It's only a few days away; why aren't you going back to grasp the cargo transportation, and why are you guarding Miss Wang here?"

"Oh my, don't mention it, Wang Laoban. Sanyang is about to be listed, but I can't find Boss Bao. I heard he's either opening some Remy Martin or dancing some disco. Miss Wang, look, look at her, Wang Laoban; it's already this time, and she's still drinking and singing with people here.

I think they haven't taken my Sanyang seriously at all. I have thousands of workers in the factory, owe millions in raw material money, and have tens of millions in goods pressed. If I don't become a Shanghai famous brand in one day, I can't be at ease for a day. Look, Wang Laoban, it's been a day, and I've only eaten this one oil-fried cake."

Wang Yan shook his head and patted him on the shoulder: "You signed a package sales contract with Boss Bao; if it doesn't sell, you lose millions, but Boss Bao also has to pay you liquidated damages, which is basically enough for you to recover your costs, right? Relax. Have the clothes been sent over?"

"Sent over today, still by Wang Laoban's Cao Cao Logistics, very reliable. Wang Laoban, I can't help but be anxious. You do big business, so you know that good opportunities are rare. If Sanyang doesn't sell well, the factory can indeed bear it.

But Wang Laoban, how do you calculate the money that wasn't earned? Originally, it could have been earned, but because Boss Bao didn't do it well, it led to not being able to earn the money that should have been earned—that's losing tens of millions. And Sanyang becoming a Shanghai famous brand is crucial to the future development of our factory. Such a big thing, not even a little bit can be sloppy."

At this time, the shop manager of Honglu, Rose, sent guests out, heard Fan Zong's loud voice, and saw Wang Yan standing with Fan Zong.

She walked over with a smile to greet: "Wang Laoban, coming to the entrance of Honglu, why not come in and sit for a while? Even if you don't eat, drinking a cup of tea is good. Miss Wang is entertaining friends upstairs."

Without waiting for Wang Yan to speak, Fan Zong stepped forward two steps: "Oh my, I'm just looking for Miss Wang. I'm Fan Xinhua; trouble you to go up and call Miss Wang down, alright?"

"This..." Rose looked at Wang Yan, and seeing the latter nod with a smile, she replied: "Then Wang Laoban, Fan Zong, wait a moment; I'll go up and call Miss Wang right now."

"Still Wang Laoban who has face on Huanghe Road."

"What kind of face is this? I've known Rose for a long time."

"Oh, right, right, right, almost forgot for a moment; Wang Laoban started by selling lamb skewers here back then."

The two of them, in a few sentences, Miss Wang walked out of Honglu, first looked at Fan Zong unhappily, and then looked at Wang Yan even more unhappily.

"How did you two walk together?"

"Wang Laoban passed by and met me." Fan Zong didn't care about that anymore, and stepped forward two steps again: "Miss Wang, Boss Bao? Where is Boss Bao? Miss Wang, you must help me find him..."

Fan Zong said sentence by sentence, basically the same as what he just said to Wang Yan, the central idea was still that one: A-Bao wasn't dedicated to running around for Sanyang's listing and sales.

Miss Wang was quite impatient. After finally waiting for Fan Zong to finish nagging, she also had the same loud voice: "Fan Zong, your voice is so good, why don't you go tell stories? From beginning to end, the one who dropped the chain is you... Do you know who the people I'm eating and singing with are? Editors of 'Shanghai Fashion,' Hong Kong photographers, and their models...

Boss Bao paid for me to come and entertain them; what these people wear is what others will learn. You ask a few uncles and aunts to buy two or three pieces, and Sanyang won't become a hot commodity. I'm doing voluntary labor here; you know these things don't need to be done by me, right? You're so energetic here, you go accompany them, I'm going back to sleep."

After Miss Wang finished speaking, she didn't even look at Fan Zong and turned to leave. Passing by Wang Yan, she was grabbed by Wang Yan. Miss Wang shook him off fiercely but didn't shake him off. Hearing Wang Yan say 'I'll see you off,' she didn't struggle anymore.

Fan Zong asked in surprise: "Really? Miss Wang E?"

"Fake!" Miss Wang was still unhappy.

"Miss Wang, go back to sleep with peace of mind. I'll go up and accompany them. Actually, I, Old Fan, also sing quite well; isn't it 'Annie'? I can sing it. Wang Laoban, I'm going up, see you again."

"See you again." Wang Yan nodded with a smile and watched Fan Zong go upstairs to sing 'Annie.'

"Can you let go now?" Miss Wang's dissatisfied voice sounded.

"I won't."

Although he said so, Wang Yan still let go: "Get in the car, I'll see you back."

Miss Wang snorted, walked around to the passenger seat, opened the door, and sat in.

Wang Yan started the car and continued on the road.

"Why were you with Fan Zong here? Went to Zhi Zhen Yuan again?"

"Very smart."

Miss Wang snorted: "I heard that recently, restaurants on Huanghe Road have all borrowed Li Li's light and added stoves in the kitchen. People are discussing that it was Li Li who settled Lu Meilin and the others. You helped, right?"

"Can't really say that; just let Li Li take my name and go talk to Lu Meilin."

"Isn't that the same? Lu Meilin doesn't give you face, don't you still have to find trouble with her? You're really attentive to Li Li."

"I've only seen her three times so far." Wang Yan shook his head and directly changed the subject: "I heard Boss Bao gave you a pair of pearl earrings?"

"Look, I'm wearing them." Miss Wang even deliberately lifted her hair and leaned her body over so Wang Yan could see clearly.

"Quite good-looking. Not handing them over?"

"If it's good-looking, of course I have to keep it for myself to wear."

If Wang Yan didn't ask, Miss Wang would probably have handed them over. But he asked, and Miss Wang was determined to compete with him, so she had to keep them. However, as said before, a pair of earrings wasn't the main problem, so it didn't matter.

Seeing Wang Yan just smile and not speak.

Miss Wang asked: "Where did you hear it?"

"Jingxiu told me. I asked him if Miss Wang had been to Huanghe Road recently, and Jingxiu said 'Coincidentally, Miss Wang also asked me the same question. She was also wearing a pair of pearl earrings, saying Boss Bao gave them to her.'"

Clearly, Miss Wang wouldn't pay attention to any pearl earrings at this time, but asked unhappily: "Why are you asking about me?"

"Then why are you asking about me?"

"None of your business?"

"None of your business?"

"Oh my, annoying to death." Miss Wang couldn't stand the lightness and ambiguity in Wang Yan's words and patted him unhappily.

Perhaps women all have the bad habit of moving their hands, but this is also a good phenomenon. Because this represents eliminating the safe distance of strangers and pulling closer the relationship between each other.

"Look, can't win in words, so you have to move your hands."

"Just hit you, men are no good."

"Don't mess around, I'm driving. If it's not good, we flip into a ditch, hit a wall, and the two of us go together; you won't be able to not be with me even if you want to."

"Get lost, get lost, the ghost wants to be with you."

"Then what should I say?"

Miss Wang rolled her eyes, crossed her arms, turned her head to look out the window, and ignored Wang Yan.

This is truly a damn man; being with him is really happy, but she can't help but think that this is a fickle man, and he doesn't feel embarrassed at all to say it out loud, not hiding any bad thoughts at all.

She didn't speak, and Wang Yan wouldn't force a conversation. Being happy for a few sentences was enough, and he naturally understood that Miss Wang's heart had risen in opposition again.

When they were almost downstairs at Miss Wang's house, Miss Wang asked: "Have you been to Pork Chop Rice Cake recently?"

"Not yet."

"Why?"

"Always afraid I won't be able to meet you."

"I think it's because you're used to eating big meals at Zhi Zhen Yuan, so you're no longer willing to eat Pork Chop Rice Cake."

Wang Yan stopped the car abruptly, put it in neutral, and pulled the handbrake in one go. While Miss Wang was confused, he reached out with both hands to hold her face, and bit down on Miss Wang's mouth.

"Hmm..."

Lips touched, a fierce male aura attacked, Miss Wang suddenly opened her eyes wide, her brain blank. After reacting, she used her 'king-eight fists' to constantly beat and struggle.

But in the end, the beating and struggling were just for a moment. As the temperature in the car rose, Miss Wang took the initiative to wrap her arms around Wang Yan's neck, lost in this sudden, enthusiastic, and unforgettable kiss...

For a long time, lips parted. Miss Wang pushed Wang Yan away forcefully, panting with a flushed face, glaring at Wang Yan fiercely, rubbing her mouth forcefully with her sleeve, and then hit Wang Yan forcefully again, not feeling relieved.

"Disgusting to death." She was very dissatisfied.

"I didn't even dislike you."

"You're being a hooligan, do you know? I'm going to call the police; wait to be shot."

"I'm telling you, I'm very willing to eat Pork Chop Rice Cake; Pork Chop Rice Cake is really delicious." Wang Yan raised one eyebrow at Miss Wang with a smile.

With a 'teng' sound, Miss Wang's face turned even redder. She hit Wang Yan forcefully again and shouted: "Annoying to death!"

Immediately after, she turned, opened the door, got out of the car, slammed the door very forcefully, and ran away quickly.

It wasn't far from Miss Wang's house here, and Wang Yan didn't chase her, just turned on the car headlights, lit a cigarette, lowered the window, and just watched Miss Wang run back.

Until she was out of sight, he restarted, turned around, and left. If Miss Wang could sleep well tonight, he'd lose...

In order for Sanyang to sell well, A-Bao, just like in the show, indeed made a lot of efforts. Especially after eating a meal at Zhi Zhen Yuan, Li Li didn't know where she got the pirated mercerized cotton clothes, and after they couldn't be burned by fire, he was actually more anxious than anyone else.

Even if his family wealth was much higher than in the same period, no one would dislike having too much money. This Sanyang deal had a profit of over a million in his hands. Furthermore, his reputation was there; if Sanyang didn't do well, it would also affect him in the future.

Miss Wang certainly occupied a certain factor, but it was definitely not the whole reason.

In the blink of an eye, time had arrived at February 14th. This day was Western Valentine's Day, the great day that Fan Zong had been looking forward to for a long time for Sanyang's listing.

Wang Yan, however, came to Night Tokyo after his daily exercise and breakfast.

Lingzi, Teacher Ge, Ling Hong, as well as Xiaowen and Xiaoqin were picking vegetables, while Tao Tao was cutting small ingredients in the kitchen with a look of wanting to die.

Hearing the bell tied to the door ring, seeing Wang Yan walk in, Lingzi greeted him very enthusiastically.

"Wang Laoban is here. Oh my, the big brother phone is quite heavy; just put it here." Lingzi took the big brother phone from Wang Yan's hand and placed it on the counter, and took out another bottle of Qingxin Herbal Tea. "Are you thirsty? Here, this is the newly arrived Qingxin Herbal Tea; I hear it's good for the body and can also whet the appetite."

This wasn't all; she even thoughtfully popped the ring pull and inserted a straw, providing thoughtful service.

"You were anxious to death on the phone; what did you say? 'Wang Laoban, not good, something happened at Night Tokyo, come over quickly, can't do without you.' I didn't remember wrong, did I?"

"Yes. Today Sanyang is listed for sale at Hulian Commercial Building. Boss Bao transported a batch of Sanyang goods here before, so I let Little Monk go to Hulian Commercial Building to pay attention to the movement. Once Sanyang sells well there, we'll sell it here."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"Oh my, Wang Laoban, you can't say it like that." Under Wang Yan's deep gaze, Lingzi stopped pretending and showed her cards.

She said, "Alright, alright, paying attention to the movement at Hulian Commercial Building, there must be someone. My underlings aren't like you, having so many employees; one phone call from you is hundreds or thousands of people."

"So you sent Little Monk over?"

"Right, then there's no chef in the shop. Wang Laoban, it's not that I'm saying, but cooking still needs to be practiced often; otherwise, your good skills will get rusty, and the cooking won't be delicious in the future. Now is just a good opportunity for you to help out for half a day, and it'll be fine after lunch. How about it? Help out?"

Lingzi bumped into Wang Yan with her shoulder. "Oh my, Wang Laoban, we're all friends; helping out is nothing."

"Since I'm already here, is it easy to leave?" Wang Yan shook his head, took off his coat, and Lingzi took it. "You've heard the story of the wolf coming, Lingzi; you have to be careful."

"Oh my, you shouldn't be the same as me." Lingzi didn't care at all and urged Wang Yan to work together.

Wang Yan smiled and walked into the kitchen.

Tao Tao looked at Lingzi, who had returned to picking vegetables happily, leaned over to Wang Yan and said: "Wang Laoban, do you think Lingzi is bored to death? Oh my, I played mahjong all night yesterday, and she just called me over to work; I don't even have this at my own home."

"Fang Mei loves you." Wang Yan laughed. "Who did you play mahjong with? Little Xiao Xiao Asao?"

"Hehe~" Tao Tao nodded with a smile.

"Have ideas? Fang Mei is afraid she's going to take a knife and chop you."

"Definitely going to smash the corpse into ten thousand pieces." Tao Tao looked scared and shivered. "Wang Laoban, sometimes I envy you very much; of course, I also envy you for having so much money, but what I envy you more is that you are so free."

"Get lost and be sour. This is divided by women, not by men, understand? If it were me, I'd still be chopped by Fang Mei. What, did you sleep with Little Xiao Xiao Asao?"

"Don't dare to talk nonsense, Wang Laoban; we are clean and white, and didn't do anything. I'm also afraid." Tao Tao shook his head repeatedly, and after speaking, he couldn't help but laugh foolishly. "We are starting from emotion and stopping at etiquette; is that how it's said?"

"Yes."

"You don't know, Wang Laoban; Little Xiao Xiao Asao's eyes will discharge electricity. Every time she looks over and smiles at me, oh my~ it's like a little cat scratching the heart and liver, crisp, numb..." Tao Tao looked intoxicated.

"You're dead."

"No, Wang Laoban, you're not going to tell Fang Mei, are you? You absolutely can't..."

"The person who knows the husband best is naturally the wife. Now it's still fine, but after a long time, Fang Mei will definitely notice, and you are so afraid of Fang Mei, maybe you'll be caught cheating in a dream and talk in your sleep, then you'll be miserable."

"Hiss..." Tao Tao took a cold breath.

A group of people gathered together, always very lively. In this liveliness, time passed slowly.

The phone in Night Tokyo rang constantly, and Lingzi took Xiaowen and Xiaoqin to move boxes of clothes up and down. Finally, near noon, on Nanjing Road, Fei Xiang appeared, sang a song 'A Fire in Winter,' and Sanyang's sales became booming.

Lingzi and the others were happy, Tao Tao didn't talk about Little Xiao Xiao Asao anymore, and immediately moved two boxes of clothes back to Guling Road to sell, and Ling Hong also sold them in the shop. Lingzi started promoting to the diners in the restaurant. Poor Teacher Ge, holding a piece of clothing, stood outside and solicited with a voice like a mosquito, dealing with Lingzi.

Wang Yan was in the kitchen, clanging the big spoon... ===== CHAPTER 995 =====

The phone in the Ye Tokyo restaurant kept ringing, and Lingzi led Xiao Wen and Xiao Qin in moving boxes of clothes up and down. Finally, as it neared noon, Fei Xiang appeared on Nanjing Road and performed "A Fire in Winter," and the sales of Sanyang clothes became explosive.

Lingzi and the others were overjoyed. Tao Tao stopped talking about the "little sister-in-law" and immediately moved two boxes of clothes back to Guling Road to sell, while Ling Hong also sold them in the shop. Lingzi, meanwhile, began promoting them to the diners in the restaurant. Poor Teacher Ge, holding a piece of clothing, stood outside soliciting customers with a voice like a mosquito, coping with Lingzi.

Wang Yan was in the kitchen, clanging the big ladle...