Yangxi Town is only a dozen kilometers away from the county seat, and a provincial highway passes through the town, and the traffic is very convenient.

Zeng Ziqi drove the red E46, but saved Chen Qiaoshan a car rental fee, and rushed all the way to Yangxi Town.

Zhang Ergui sat in the back seat very consciously, far away from Zeng Ziqi.

He was a little stunned of this girl in front of him, not to mention the money, not to mention the stubble, just a few simple words, almost messed up the business, Chen Qiaoshan said early in the morning, how can it take two or three days to go down this time, which is worth half a month's salary.

"Tsk. As soon as he got in the car, Zhang Ergui exclaimed again and again, "This car is really good, it's much more magnificent than the old-fashioned Changhe in the office, it has to cost a lot of money, right?"

Zeng Ziqi said: "I don't know the specifics, this is my mother's car, and I will drive it for two days." ”

"It's definitely not cheap, I'm so big, I haven't been in such a valuable car. Zhang Ergui sighed.

"You should have taken the train, that thing is much more expensive than this!" Chen Qiaoshan remembered a joke and interjected casually, but it obviously had no effect.

As soon as the car arrived in Yangxi Town, I saw an ancient tower from a distance, which was very conspicuous.

Chen Qiaoshan asked, "That should be an ancient building, right?"

Zeng Ziqi turned into the town while playing the steering wheel, while explaining: "Sort of, that's Wenchang Pavilion, it is said to have been repaired during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, but it is not an ancient tower in the real sense, it is a courtyard-style building, the tower body you see now is renovated, if you have time in the afternoon, I can take you to see." ”

Chen Qiaoshan was a little strange and asked, "You are from the Department of Archaeology, how do you know so much about ancient buildings?"

"What kind of eyes do you have, the Department of Archaeology will enter the Cultural Industry Office for a temporary position?" Zeng Ziqi glanced at him, and then said: "I am from the Department of Sociology of Wuhan University." ”

Chen Qiaoshan's heart suddenly burst out, and he blurted out: "Zeng Ziqi, aren't you beating me up for my crooked idea?"

Zhang Ergui in the back seat was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing, this college student from Yanjing really dared to think and dare to say, and dared to jump out of anything.

Zeng Ziqi was so angry when she heard this, and she lost her sense of proportion under her feet, first stepped on the accelerator, and the car suddenly accelerated, so frightened that she hurriedly stepped on the brakes, fortunately, there was no one nearby, otherwise she would have to do something.

Chen Qiaoshan secretly called it a fluke, fortunately he was wearing a seat belt early in the morning, but it was just a false alarm, Zhang Ergui was miserable, he was laughing happily just now, but he was planted on the back of the front seat, and he must never be able to laugh again.

Zeng Ziqi glared at Chen Qiaoshan viciously, and there was a big sense of disagreement.

Chen Qiaoshan was not afraid, and asked directly: "Are you playing with my thesis topic idea?"

He is not without any basis, no matter from the perspective of economics or sociology, Xinhua printing is a good research object, in the previous life to unveil the domestic printing market industry pattern, it is a sociology doctoral dissertation.

Zeng Ziqi is outstanding, it seems that the family is not short of money, Chen Qiaoshan thinks that in addition to the identity of Peking University, there is nothing special about it, but she came to the door three times and twice, which is obviously unreasonable.

If you want to say that you like yourself, Chen Qiaoshan is not so narcissistic, and he is not Takeshi Kaneshiro, now it seems that the problem lies in the topic of this investigation, Zeng Ziqi is staring at the Xinhua printing industry chain, and wants to get some useful information from himself.

Zeng Ziqi was obviously in his mind, and his momentum instantly weakened a little, "So what?"

Chen Qiaoshan was speechless for a while, this is indeed an embarrassing topic.

In the previous life, the Xinhua printing industry chain was revealed, and it was several years later, and he was also a plagiarist, so there was really no reason to accuse the other party of anything.

And economics and sociology are different disciplines, although the two intersect, but there is no conflict, Zeng Ziqi wants to participate in it, it's not impossible, but she doesn't say it in advance, which is a bit too much.

Chen Qiaoshan asked: "You are a senior student, you will graduate in less than two months, and it is too late to change the topic of your thesis now, right?"

Zeng Ziqi was a little weak-hearted, at the beginning, she was just a little curious, her own family is a dealer of printing equipment, and most of her relatives and friends in Yangxi Town are engaged in this industry, but she never realized that this is already a complete industrial chain.

A misunderstanding with Chen Qiaoshan aroused her interest in Xinhua Printing, and if possible, it is also a good choice to write a related paper from a sociological point of view.

"My graduation defense has been completed. ”

Chen Qiaoshan asked, "Then why are you still following me?"

asked about this, Zeng Ziqi didn't hide it, "My dad is the Zeng Hongyu you are looking for, who runs a wholesale printing equipment in Yanjing." ”

"Zeng Shushen is my cousin, he now opens a factory in Zhuhai, producing typewriter parts and general consumables, a quarter of the consumables of Xinhua people are supplied by the Zeng family, and the only glue binding machine production line in China is my father and my uncle jointly invested in the introduction. ”

Chen Qiaoshan was taken aback, the annual output value of Xinhua Culture and Printing Industry is 10 billion, and any branch is a scale of hundreds of millions.

"What the hell are you trying to do with this?"

Zeng Ziqi glanced at Chen Qiaoshan and said: "If you want to find my dad and them, don't you just want to get upstream business data, so as to judge the scale of the industry and the direction of the market, they are all business on the surface, and it is not impossible to give it to you." ”

"If I am right, the most important thing in the upstream of the industrial chain is the photocopier, and almost all of the second-hand machines used by Xinhua in the printing industry are used. ”

After a pause, the topic changed, and she said again: "The Zou Lianjing you are looking for is not fake in Yangcheng, but the import of second-hand machines has been stopped." ”

"The old man opened a QQ group a few days ago, called "second-hand photocopiers changed careers", you don't have to bother to call, you can find it on the Internet. ”

"Now the name of the second-hand machine is Zou Lianwen, who is the cousin of the old man and my father's brother. ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, the current second-hand machines are all transferred from Taiwan and smuggled into the country, and it has been several years, and you can't get real data at all. ”

Chen Qiaoshan is not surprised at all, this is in line with what he has learned, as for smuggling, although in the eyes of ordinary people, it is a very serious problem, but in the eyes of people in the industry, it is not a problem.

To take the simplest example, the total annual sales of the top beef production enterprises in China are not even a fraction of the value of the smuggled beef case, which is not alarmist, and the transit place of smuggled beef is in Vietnam, which is an open secret in the industry.

Chen Qiaoshan was a little puzzled, "What are you telling me about this?"

Zeng Ziqi did not return directly, but said: "The old man personally brought out ten apprentices, except for one who has passed away and one who has been kicked out of the division, the remaining eight people basically monopolize the upstream supply system of the Xinhua printing industry chain. ”

"I can get the data you want, including the annual sales of used machines in recent years, of course, it is impossible to give you too detailed information, and you don't need to know. ”

After talking for a long time, it was all conditions, and the purpose behind it was still not mentioned at all, Chen Qiaoshan was a little tempted.

Zeng Ziqi is Zeng Hongyu's daughter, and the upstream monopoly of Xinhua Culture and Printing is in the hands of Zou, Zeng, Long, and Ye, who implement the policy of industrial complementarity, and seem to occupy half of the domestic market.

Chen Qiaoshan believed that Zeng Ziqi had no need to lie to herself, but she couldn't figure out what she would ask, so he asked directly: "Don't go around the corner, just say it, what do you want?"

Zeng Ziqi stared at Chen Qiaoshan and said with a smile: "Originally, as a member of Xinhua Printing and Printing, I wanted to write a sociological paper to elaborate on the origin of the rise and fall of the Xinhua Printing Industry Chain. ”

Chen Qiaoshan's face changed slightly, "What now?"

Zeng Ziqi smiled: "Don't worry, my requirements are not high, I won't write the paper, it's too troublesome, so let's give me a second author, and I'll give you all the information." ”