Chapter 140

Sunday, 6:30 in the morning, 90% of Peking University students were still in bed.

But Li Ye was already running on the path by Weiminghu.

The school sports meet was about to begin; as a 3,000-meter athlete, he had to sharpen his spear before the battle to show some brilliance.

The wind in 1982 had no industrial taste; breathing it into his lungs gave Li Ye a cool and refreshing feeling.

It must be said that his body was truly good; although it didn't have any urban superpower energy, running two or three thousand meters was truly easy.

"Hehe, haha~"

By Weiminghu, there weren't just morning runners like Li Ye, but also students doing various sports, among which the small group practicing martial arts was particularly eye-catching.

Li Ye looked at the group of people by the lake; there should be students practicing Southern Fist, and the sound of "exhaling and breathing" was endless.

Li Ye had noticed these students during his morning run yesterday, but today he discovered that there was an acquaintance in this small group—He He Dazhuang.

With He He Dazhuang's size, practicing the fierce and swift Southern Fist was quite suitable.

But Li Ye wasn't worried about him seeking revenge to wash away his shame; although there was a saying that "Southern Fist overcomes Northern Fist," that was just a saying. And although Li Ye was a northerner, he wasn't on a pure martial arts path, and he was a cheater, so what was there to be afraid of?

"Hi, Li Ye, Li Ye, over here."

Li Ye had just passed the students practicing martial arts when he heard someone calling him on the right.

Turning his head, he discovered it was Li Yang Huaisheng and Yang Yang Yumin.

Li Ye smiled and turned over to greet them.

Li Ye had met Li Yang Huaisheng at the post office that day and was taken to their small group, only then knowing that these students were actually martial arts novel enthusiasts.

Speaking of which, it didn't seem out of place for top students studying ancient literature to write martial arts novels!

Li Yang Huaisheng and Yang Yang Yumin both treated Li Ye as a "little brother," and they talked happily.

Environment transforms people; Li Yang Huaisheng and the others had been studying at Peking University for more than two years and were completely different from freshman students. They were enthusiastic, elegant, and even a little bit slick, making people feel like a spring breeze when talking to them.

It was estimated that by the time they graduated in their senior year, they would already be excellent talents meeting social requirements.

"Li Ye, you're running so vigorously, are you participating in the sports meet?"

"You can tell that? Otherwise, why wouldn't I sleep a bit longer in my bed?"

Li Ye smiled and joked with them, then asked: "What are you doing here?"

Li Yang Huaisheng raised his chin and pointed at the students practicing martial arts by the lake: "Watching them practice martial arts, seeing if we can steal a few moves."

Li Ye asked strangely: "Why don't you just go over and learn directly? Do you need to steal them?"

Li Yang Huaisheng smiled embarrassedly: "We don't meet the requirements for joining the martial arts club..."

Li Ye looked at Li Yang Huaisheng and Yang Yang Yumin's build in surprise and found it quite funny.

So it turned out that martial arts were quite arrogant at this moment, actually looking down on these two guys.

The martial arts craze and qigong craze in the 1980s were indeed very hot.

Even the famous poet Haizi wrote in a letter to his family: "If you are looking for xxx, you must practice qigong well first."

No one knew that a few decades later, Taekwondo would become hot, but martial arts would cool down, and as for qigong...

"Forget it, you guys watch here! I have to go eat."

Li Ye didn't want to dampen their enthusiasm and planned to part ways here.

As a result, the two also said: "Let's go, let's go! We're going to eat too. Besides, the things you mentioned the other day, Brother Li Ye, I seem to have figured them out a bit. Let's chat again later..."

But Li Ye said: "I have an appointment to have breakfast with someone. You guys eat by yourselves!"

"Appointment with someone?" Li Yang Huaisheng and Yang Yang Yumin were immediately interested: "Is it an appointment with a girl?"

"Heh~"

Li Ye didn't want to stimulate these two single dogs. When he reached the cafeteria entrance, he found a place to sit and wait for Wen Wen Leyu.

As a result, the two guys sat beside him happily, just like audience members who had bought tickets, determined to see the big finale of a dog-blood drama.

"Hey, Brother Li Ye, is that the girl? She's very good!"

"No, that's our class monitor. Don't talk nonsense!"

"No? That's not right! She smiled at you from far away. Based on my many years of experience..."

"Stop blabbering. What's the use of your many years of single experience?"

"... You bird man, I'm going to break off relations with you."

Zhen Zhen Rongrong looked at Li Ye and Li Yang Huaisheng and the others strangely, smiled, and walked over.

Li Yang Huaisheng said regretfully: "Don't have too high standards. You freshmen have to compete with boys from all four grades..."

Yang Huaiyu also said: "Brother Li Ye, don't be shy. Based on our Peking University tradition, you can be bolder."

"Heh, one must be dedicated. The consequence of being bolder is definitely tragic."

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Li Yang Huaisheng and the other didn't understand, but soon they saw Li Ye's gaze fixed on a girl walking over in the distance.

Wen Wen Leyu was walking lazily, yawning from time to time, just like a lazy big orange cat.

But when she walked to the cafeteria and saw Li Ye and Li Yang Huaisheng, her aura changed suddenly.

The cute laziness disappeared, and the cold aura was slightly released, making the two guys who were watching the joke feel a chill in their hearts.

"Brother, you're right. If you dare to look at the pot while eating from the bowl, it will probably be miserable, definitely miserable."

Li Ye and Wen Wen Leyu found a quiet corner to eat, avoiding feeding others dog food.

Watching the little girl yawn three times in five minutes, Li Ye put on a straight face and said: "Tell me, did you sleep at one o'clock last night, or two o'clock?"

"Last night... I read a very interesting English book until one..."

Wen Wen Leyu squinted her eyes and held out one finger. Seeing Li Ye's sharp eyes, she embarrassedly changed to two fingers.

"Two o'clock, I slept at two o'clock."

"Then why didn't you get up later?"

Wen Wen Leyu pouted and said: "You said we'd have breakfast together at seven. Are you blaming me?"

Li Ye was speechless; he had no way to deal with Wen Wen Leyu's little coquettishness.

"After eating, hurry up and catch up on sleep. Don't read books anymore, hear me?"

"Mm-hmm, I finished reading last night."

Alright! It seemed the two o'clock the little girl mentioned was also a lie.

The two finished breakfast and walked out of the cafeteria together, only to see Jin Peng and Hao Hao Jian waiting for Li Ye outside.

Wen Wen Leyu smiled at Jin Peng and said: "Morning, Brother Peng."

"Eh, morning, morning."

Jin Peng hurriedly threw away the cigarette in his hand and smiled to greet Wen Wen Leyu.

Wen Wen Leyu nodded at Hao Hao Jian and turned to go back to catch up on sleep.

Li Ye went over and asked: "What's wrong? Is there an emergency?"

"No," Hao Hao Jian said with a smile: "I'm taking the train to Yangcheng at noon today. Before I leave, I want to ask Brother Li Ye if there are any instructions?"

"Where would I have so many instructions?" Li Ye exhaled and said: "Old Hao, you are now a unit leader; you should have confidence in yourself."

"Don't make fun of me."

"Now, when I do some things, I feel uneasy if I don't ask you."

Hao Hao Jian shook his head and said seriously: "When I first met Brother Li Ye in Qingshui County, I thought we were both equally talented,"

"When I arrived in Yangcheng, I considered myself a good general under the lord, but now..."

Hao Hao Jian smiled and couldn't continue.

Li Ye waved his hand and took the two to find a place to sit down.

"I remember you've been doing quite well recently, Hao Hao Jian!? Why this thought?"

"Nine, it's nine."

"We now have nine factories for external processing, five of which have already produced products and started selling to Dongshan."

Hao Hao Jian suppressed the excitement in his heart and said to Li Ye: "I now believe that the small goal you mentioned, Brother Li Ye... it's not a lie."

"When have I ever lied?" Li Ye smiled and said: "I said you've been doing quite well, Hao Hao Jian, then you've been doing quite well. Believe in yourself, don't doubt."

"Haha, actually Old Hao came over because he wanted to hear you praise him, Little Ye," Jin Peng pointed at Hao Hao Jian and laughed: "This treacherous ghost is now more and more like the leader of my former construction company, speaking in sets, it's really disgusting."

"You're the disgusting one!"

"You're disgusting!"

"You're full of bad habits..."

Li Ye watched the two tease each other for a long time before interrupting: "Hao Hao Jian, after you return to Yangcheng, remember to arrange those workers well. Whether we can recruit more people later depends on your methods."

Hao Hao Jian immediately patted his chest: "Don't worry about that. I, Hao Hao Jian, understand the principle of paying a thousand gold for a horse's bones. Seeing a mountain of gold lying there molding, I'm anxious too!"

In the past month, Hao Hao Jian hadn't just been negotiating with external factories; he had also been poaching technical employees.

It's just that the latter hadn't gone very smoothly; so far, he had poached four people in total, including three retired old workers who were still contributing their remaining heat.

The small collectives now were just having a hard time, far from the point of not being able to survive. It was hard to leave one's homeland, and no one wanted to move easily.

And the "mountain of gold" Hao Hao Jian mentioned were those excellent workers cultivated under the state-owned system.

When Li Ye first proposed the "mountain of gold" theory to Hao Hao Jian, Hao Hao Jian actually scoffed at it.

In his heart, the sluggish economic environment in the north couldn't compare to Yangcheng in the south at all; Yangcheng was a place where you could pick up money everywhere.

But after Hao Hao Jian saw that just a few factories had digested a large number of orders, he recognized Li Ye's "mountain of gold" theory.

Thirty years of accumulation allowed the north to possess a large number of large, medium, and small enterprises. Although their equipment and certain ideas were backward, those countless skilled workers were an important foundation for the economic take-off of China.

A few years later, these enterprises were restructured or privatized. Was it just capital and equipment that supported them to radiate vitality?

Just look at India in later generations; without a large number of diligent, literate, and dedicated workers, talking about anything is a castle in the air, it's all bullshit.

These living people are the shining mountain of gold.

"Let's go, Brother Peng! Send Old Hao to the station, and then we'll go to the shop on Xiushuijie to take a look."

"Okay, I'll drive."

Jin Peng, who had already obtained his driver's license, grabbed the driver's seat without a word, operating like a tiger, driving the Capital 130 like a sports car.

"Brother Peng... slow down, slow down, stop the car, let me get off..."

Li Ye was truly scared enough. People say new drivers are timid, but Jin Peng completely vindicated new drivers; he didn't say a word when getting in the car, just reckless.

After sending Hao Hao Jian off, Li Ye wouldn't let Jin Peng drive no matter what, and drove slowly to Xiushuijie himself, almost suffocating Jin Peng.

"Drive like this from now on, otherwise we won't buy new cars in the future."

Li Ye didn't look at Jin Peng's face, got out of the car with a face full of frost.

Jin Peng smiled and didn't dare to make a sound. Being smart, he could distinguish Li Ye's mood; he was truly concerned about him, this Brother Peng.

The authorities didn't recognize the Xiushuijie market until 1985, so in 1982, Xiushuijie showed no signs of prosperity.

Who could have imagined that this small street would give birth to countless new-generation millionaires in the future?

Compared to the peddlers on Xiushuijie now, Li Ye's starting point was undoubtedly higher.

Because they had a unit and an official seal, they could rent storefronts nearby or buy houses directly in the name of the Pengcheng Clothing Factory No. 7.

It must be said that Hao Hao Jian and Jin Peng's ability to drill through connections had improved.

Without Li Ye needing to offer advice, they squatted outside the doors of relevant departments respectively.

As long as you squat to find a little ghost and study it, people will at least point you to a clear path, letting you know how to handle things.

No matter how difficult things are, there are corresponding ways to handle them. As long as you don't go the wrong way and hit a wall, studying it will eventually lead to success.

"Brother Xiao Ye, you're here."

As Li Ye entered the shop, Ma Qianshan hurriedly stood up with a smile.

Although he was a few years older than Li Ye, he had already learned to be flexible and followed Wang Wang Jianqiang in calling Li Ye "Brother."

Otherwise, how would you call him?

Call him Brother Li Ye? Are you qualified?

Li Ye didn't put on airs and asked: "How does it feel after opening for a few days?"

"It's okay!"

Ma Qianshan was a bit sheepish and embarrassed.

Jin Peng said directly: "If I ask you a question, just answer it directly. Don't play little tricks."

"Eh~"

Ma Qianshan smiled sheepishly and said: "We just opened, our reputation hasn't spread yet, and the location of this shop isn't the best. Not many customers come, and some people want to contract our goods, but I didn't agree."

"Contract our goods?" Li Ye said: "Such a big appetite?"

Ma Qianshan nodded and said: "Yes, but they want to buy on credit."

"Heh~"

Li Ye smiled disdainfully.

In this day and age, there are too many immortals playing empty-handed white wolves; each one thinks that with a little brain, they can scoop other people's money into their own pockets.

"Go, find someone to make a big sign and stand it at the door, just write four words: Can Issue Invoices."

"What? Can issue invoices? Can this work?"

Whether it works or not, ask Guo Degang!

Pfft, pfft, pfft~

We are a legitimate business, how could we falsely issue invoices?

Invoices can prove the source of goods and can, to a certain extent, avoid the suspicion of "speculation and profiteering," so they will naturally be welcomed by some people.

Recently, Old Feng should have taken a small detour, but Old Feng is trying his best to adjust, the problem... is not big.

Thanks to book friend "Ten Miles and a Thousand Miles" for the tip, thanks to book friend "Living Freely" for the tip, thank you all.

(End of chapter)