Chapter 19 Talking about big business

After walking for about twenty minutes, Wang Feng came to the address written on the business card that Liu Ergou gave him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoAt this moment, an abandoned factory appeared in front of him, and he was facing the rusty gate of the abandoned factory.

All the way, it was pitch black, but fortunately, there was an incandescent lamp with a dim glow hanging at the gate of this factory, driving away the pitch black night within a radius of four meters.

When Wang Feng took out the business card from his trouser pocket and put it in front of him, he checked the address written on it again. Because he thinks that the factory that produces mobile phones will not be dilapidated like this, at least it is a high-tech industry. Of course, the production of this old-fashioned mobile phone has long been eliminated in the current era of rapid technological development, and the technology content is still relatively low.

Wang Feng, who stood in front of the gate of this abandoned factory, looked around under the dim light, and saw that the abandoned factory was surrounded by ruins, and several factories with three or four floors in the factory looked crumbling from the appearance. Moreover, the surroundings were quiet, and nothing could be heard except for the chirping of insects at night.

So Wang Feng began to wonder if what he was looking for was here, and when he took the address written on the business card in his hand was exactly the same as what was written on the door number of this abandoned factory, he was a little bit of a godless owner.

Since he came, Wang Feng wanted to try it and see if there was anyone in this abandoned factory. After all, he couldn't have come back this evening from thirty years ago, and he couldn't have gone back without a nook, and wouldn't he have run in vain?

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng took a few big steps forward, stood in front of the gate of the abandoned factory, hesitated for two or three seconds, and then stretched out a hand, knocked on the door of the abandoned factory three times, and shouted very politely at the crack of the door that was one inch wide: "Excuse me, is there anyone inside?" ā€

Just now, the surrounding environment was still very quiet, but this moment, it was suddenly broken by Wang Feng's shout. However, after he shouted the question, there was still no one inside who answered his question. Suddenly, Wang Feng began to think that there should be no one in this abandoned factory.

However, Wang Feng did not carry the mobile phone used in this era with him before he went out, even if the business card in his hand said that the mobile phone number named Liu Daming was written, it was naturally impossible to contact him by phone.

In Wang Feng's view, what makes him even more sad is that although he has an old-fashioned mobile phone in the virtual space he carries, he uses a mobile analog number, which was stopped by operators across the country a few years ago. In other words, at this moment, for Wang Feng, he could only pray silently in his heart through this stupid way of knocking on the door, hoping to hear someone in the abandoned factory answer him.

Wang Feng, who was not discouraged, after a pause of two or three minutes, continued to stretch out his hand, ......banged on the door of the abandoned factory in front of him "bang bang bang", and continued to shout loudly into the crack of the door like a repeater: "Excuse me, is there anyone inside?" Excuse me, is there anyone in there? ā€

When Wang Feng shouted for a while, about four or five minutes passed, and stopped for a while, and was about to continue knocking on the door to shout, when he suddenly saw a bright beam of light shooting out of the abandoned factory towards him through the crack in the door, and at the same time, he also heard the footsteps of gradually approaching "let's click".

"Who is knocking on the door outside in the middle of the night? I didn't let people sleep peacefully, I went out to run business for a day, and it was really annoying. Who is the man standing outside the door? When the footsteps coming from the abandoned factory became clearer and clearer, Wang Feng, who was standing outside the gate, heard someone inside asking a little impatiently.

"I'm sorry it's so late and disturbs your sleep. However, I rushed here this time, and I did have an important matter to ask you as the person in charge of the factory, so I could only come here to ask for trouble. Wang Feng, who was standing outside the gate of the abandoned factory, heard someone talking inside, and was overjoyed, he quickly apologized in a good voice.

"Huh? Why is the sound so familiar, you can't be that little king? As soon as Wang Feng's voice fell, the person who sounded a little strange came from the abandoned factory opposite.

"Ugh! I'm Xiao Wang, shouldn't you be Brother Liu? Wang Feng heard the person who came over inside puzzled and asked him if he was "Xiao Wang", Wang Feng suddenly remembered that when he said goodbye to Liu Daming today, he called himself like this, and suddenly, he was startled, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he was dumbfounded, and under the shock, he asked cautiously with some incredulity.

"Xiao Wang, haven't you been here this morning. Didn't I tell you, my factory is abandoned, this old mobile phone has been backlogged in the warehouse for several years, and the operator has not sold many mobile phones after the mobile analog number has been stopped. I can't sell my mobile phone, and I still owe dozens of workers no wages, but fortunately, the land of the factory is mine, and I don't have to pay rent and property fees.

"Brother Xiao Wang, I know that I owe you the electricity bill of the power supply bureau for more than a year, and I have not been able to come up with the money to hand it over. The more electricity you use, the more electricity I owe you, and the more you can't afford it. ā€

When the man who walked out of the abandoned factory to the gate heard Wang Feng say that he was "Xiao Wang", he immediately said the above words helplessly.

As soon as his voice fell, there was a "bang" and the lock on the door of the abandoned factory was heard open from the inside. Immediately after, there was a "squeak", and two doors opened from the inside. Wang Feng, who was standing outside the gate, looked fixedly, and from between the two doors came an old man with gray hair who looked to be about sixty years old, wearing a dress full of wrinkles, and his hair was messy and unkempt.

"This big brother, you, you recognized the wrong person, right? Although my surname is Wang, people older than me call me Xiao Wang. But I'm not the little Wang of the power supply bureau you just said who came to urge the electricity bill, I came to talk to the director of your factory named Liu Daming about a big business. When Wang Feng saw the gray-haired old man who came out of the open door with a sad face and lowered his head, he realized that the two of them had recognized each other as the wrong person, and quickly denied it first, and then showed his intention.

"Oh, you're not the little king of the power supply bureau urging electricity bills. I didn't see your appearance just now, just listening to the similarity of the voice, I mistook you for that little king, I'm sorry. So, what is that, I, I am the Liu you are looking for, Liu Daming, the director of this factory, you just said that you have a big business to talk to me, what big business? ā€

Director Liu, who walked out of the gate of the abandoned factory, stood in front of Wang Feng, and looked at Wang Feng, who looked more than ten years younger than him, with his already dim eyes, through the dim light, and then showed his identity a little hesitantly.

"It turns out that you are Liu Daming and Director Liu, I am fortunate to be happy. Well, I heard from a friend today that Director Liu, you plan to sell all the old-fashioned mobile phones in the production backlog in the warehouse, as well as the production equipment in the factory. As soon as my friend told me, I was very interested in this, so I asked him for a business card that you left for him, and I found it according to the address on this business card, hoping to talk to you about it in person. I don't know, it's so late. Does Director Liu have any intention of talking about this business? ā€

After Wang Feng heard the old man standing in front of him say that he was the director of Liu Daming, and asked him about his intention, he didn't say a word, he stretched out the business card he was holding and shook it in front of Director Liu, and then he said straight to the point without thinking about the purpose of his visit, and asked in a tentative tone.

"Oh, that's what it looks like. Since you are here to talk to me about business, and it is still this big business, it is inconvenient for us to talk in detail outside this gate. In this way, you follow me, let's go to the office in my factory to discuss this matter in detail, I don't know what you think, Brother Wang? ā€

Director Liu looked at Wang Feng who was standing opposite him with some confusion at first, and when he heard Wang Feng say this, he immediately understood.

"Since Director Liu has said so, if I refuse, it will seem that I am not sincere in talking about this business. Okay, let's go to Director Liu's office to talk. After Wang Feng heard that Director Liu, who was standing opposite him, made this suggestion, he agreed without hesitation.

So, under the guidance of this director Liu, Wang Feng walked side by side with him, walked into the abandoned factory, and rushed to an office building not far away with two stories of walls falling off in many places.

And on this road, Wang Feng's afterglow is looking left and right, looking at the environment in the abandoned factory, there is not even a shadow of a person, the ground in the factory is still clean except for the half-meter-wide road paved with bricks under his feet at this time, and other places are either overgrown with weeds or industrial waste, and Wang Feng is a little frightened.