212【Reversing and Storage】
Shenghai, streets.
A bus with no route marked slowly came with the shout of the "female conductor": "Textile market, textile market, free, free to go to the textile market!" Quilts, sheets, pillows, curtains...... There is everything, free rides, package delivery. If you don't buy it, you can check it out!"
Suddenly, an aunt beckoned, and the bus stopped immediately, regardless of whether it had arrived or not.
"Is it really free?"
"I don't lie to you, I will take you to the textile market for free. You didn't buy anything, we sent you back to the city, you bought something, we sent you directly to the nearest station!"
"Then I'll take a look. ”
Cai Zhiping's movements were fast, he quickly reached 60 buses, and built a station (parking lot) next to the textile market. The station has not repaired the cement floor, he has already rushed to start soliciting customers before the Spring Festival, less than a week, the textile market quickly became popular, and more and more merchants choose to settle in.
The bus was only two-thirds full, and the driver began to turn around and drive all the way to the entrance of the textile market.
Most of the guests didn't think about buying anything, they just took a ride and came to see it for free. After they entered the mall, they picked and chose all the way, touched the materials and fabrics, inquired about the prices of goods, and found that the things here were indeed much cheaper than those in the city.
And it's also free to the nearest station, so I'm not afraid that I won't be able to get it back if I buy too much.
Almost no one returned empty-handed, and some even had large bags and small bags, which needed the help of shopping mall staff to carry them into the car.
In the general manager's office, Cai Zhiping is receiving a good friend.
"Lao Cai, can't you really buy shares anymore?" asked my friend.
Cai Zhiping said with a smile: "We are not short of funds for the time being. ”
"Alas, it's a pity," my friend sighed and said with a smile, "Lao Cai, if the textile market is going to expand one day, you must remember the old buddy." ”
"Definitely, definitely, definitely not forgetting. Cai Zhiping was actually sneering in his heart: When Lao Tzu asked you to invest last year, you almost swept me out of the house, and now you still have the face to talk about buying shares.
At the end of last year, the textile market, which was valued at 220 million yuan, has only been worth 350 million yuan in the past two and a half months, and those who want to invest are even willing to acquire shares at a premium of 400 million yuan. Everyone knows that the largest textile market in the Yangtze River Delta region and the only light textile market in Shenghai has unlimited potential. Moreover, there is still land in the textile market that has not been fully developed, and after the market is booming, that piece of land is worth the old nose money.
If Song Weiyang makes a move now, the 25 million yuan he invested can be sold at least 40 million yuan.
"Jingle bell!"
Cai Zhiping picked up the phone and said with a smile: "Hey, I'm Cai Zhiping." ”
"Lao Cai, business is good, right?" Song Weiyang asked.
"It's Brother Song," Cai Zhiping laughed, "Business is very good, and the days before the Chinese New Year were crazy, and they all came to buy New Year's goods." When there were the most people, 60 buses were not enough to pick up and drop off, so I used all my cars. ”
Song Weiyang said: "I am going to transfer some of my shares to a friend and tell you about 10%. Don't worry, my friend, like me, will not interfere in operations management. ”
"Are you short of money?" Cai Zhiping was a little surprised, because Song Weiyang only had a total of 12% of the shares, and now he is selling at a loss.
"There's no shortage, it's just a friend, and you'll know it when you sign it. Song Weiyang said.
……
Chen Tao had already made a choice, but he didn't choose according to the conditions given by Song Weiyang.
Chen Tao only retains 0.5% of Xifeng's shares, and the other 1% of Xifeng shares exchange 10% of the shares in the textile market with Song Weiyang. At the same time, Chen Tao will continue to work at Xifeng, receiving a 0.2% dry stock dividend every year, and she will always hold this 0.2% dry stock unless the company goes public or the two collapse.
In the short term, Song Weiyang is giving money to Chen Tao for nothing. In the long run, Chen Tao will not lose money, because the textile market also has amazing potential.
"I feel like I've been taken care of by you. Chen Tao said jokingly. She was also listening to the phone call just now, and she already knew that 10% of the equity in the textile market was worth more than 30 million, and she could become a million-level rich woman with a change of hands, and even the richest woman in China!
"It's good that you're not angry. Song Weiyang said with a smile.
Chen Tao sat in Song Weiyang's arms, hooked his neck affectionately and said, "This is trapped by you?"
Song Weiyang approvingly: "Yes, I have learned the terminology of stocks, and I will take you to the stock market another day to play." ”
Chen Tao put his face on the man's chest and did not speak, his emotions were extremely complicated. She is extremely insecure in her bones, seemingly strong, but in fact fragile, and has always wanted to find a man to rely on - as long as that man can be relied on, she will always rely on.
Lin Zhuoyun is just the opposite, she is weak on the surface, but she is actually strong. She likes sweet words and longs for love, but she can live well without a man, live freely, and is a real modern independent woman.
And Chen Tao is very, very traditional in thinking.
Doesn't it seem very contradictory and strange? Lin Zhuoyun has been subjected to domestic violence for ten years in her last life, and she has been gritting her teeth and enduring it, how can she be said to be strong and independent? But that's it, she doesn't divorce for the sake of her children and family, she is very tenacious, and she doesn't rely on men to live at all after the divorce.
Although Chen Tao has a big career, she relies on men every time, and only when a man builds a platform for her can she display her exquisite means.
If Chen Tao is a man, with her character, she can only be a strategist and a fierce general, and it is impossible to be the master at all.
Song Weiyang has made it very clear that he will not consider marrying Chen Tao. Chen Tao accepted this, and at the same time did not give up, she still wanted to fight, she believed that she could sweep Lin Zhuoyun out.
Chen Tao would not choose any palace fighting drama, because that would make Song Weiyang unhappy. She wants to improve herself, increase her weight, enhance her value, and make Song Weiyang inseparable from her in her career - this kind of thinking is very dangerous, Song Weiyang will never let her replace Yang Xin, otherwise one day it will be impossible to end because of love and hatred. Relatively speaking, the means of gong dou do not matter, it is too pediatric.
The relationship between the two is very strange now, partners, friends, lovers?
It's already a mess anyway.
Song Weiyang would rather return to the original pure friendship relationship.
No matter how much he does, anyway, after clarifying the situation, the two are no longer entangled in money, and they are quite happy to get along. Song Weiyang's blood is strong, he has not tasted meat for several years, Chen Tao also knows the taste of marrow, and he fights almost every day with dry firewood.
Old man Lin is right, men are unreliable, and the more excellent men are, the more temptations they face.
There was another bloody rain, the gasoline burned out, reversed into storage, and stepped on the brakes to return to neutral.
Chen Tao's face was flushed, and he lay on Song Weiyang and said: "After the Spring Festival, the sales of very Coke have dropped a lot, should we think of other ways?"
"What do you think?" asked Song Weiyang.
"How about investing in a football team?" said Chen.
"Do you still like football?" said Song Weiyang.
"I don't watch the game much," Chen Tao said, "but Quanxing Daqu is very successful in running the team, and I want to try it too." ”
The 90s were the golden age of commercial football in China, and fans were not yet heartbroken by match-fixing. More than three months ago, the "Rongcheng Defense Battle" was thrilling, and the three relegation battles of the Quanxing team actually made the sales of Quanxing Daqu soar in the province, which was more cost-effective than any advertising (except for CCTV Standard King).
Song Weiyang asked: "How much money does Quanxing Daqu invest in football every year?"
"Not much, I asked, 1 million a year. Chen Tao said.
"So cheap?" Song Weiyang said in surprise.
"It's cheap, and it's much more useful than giving 1 million to a TV station. Chen Tao said.
Song Weiyang immediately made a decision: "Then let's do it, we will invest 5 million every year!"