Chapter 43: It's Greasy
"Don't, I deserve to be wronged." Yang Weicheng hurriedly bowed to him, "I shouldn't have trampled on your territory with these dirty and smelly feet." ”
"No, no, you don't!" Manager Li hurriedly took a diagonal step, dodged him, and bowed twice in a row, for fear of taking more courtesy.
He looked frightened, and Yang Weicheng wanted to laugh.
"Don't, I'm Hanbao." Yang Weicheng said modestly.
Manager Li Waterfall Khan: "I, I am." ”
"What is it?"
"Han Bao."
"Be louder!"
"I'm Da Hanbao!"
Manager Li shouted in a super loud voice, causing the other door and the next door to open the door to look at him, like an idiot.
Yang Weicheng nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked into the room.
Manager Li hurriedly wiped his sweat, followed in, and closed the door casually.
After Yang Weicheng left today, Manager Li kept knocking on the side to inquire, but before he heard where Lei Zhen was, Lei Zhen took the initiative to ask.
"What is that young man going to do today?" During a break in the meeting, Lei Zhen asked.
Manager Li pondered again and again and replied, "He has a financial need and has come to consult for a loan." ”
"Oh, our rules, we still have to obey. But customers who are really capable and in need should not miss it. Lei Zhen said.
Saying this, Manager Li naturally knew it.
What else do you need to ask?
He immediately looked for the driver Xiao Liu, bought him a pack of cigarettes, invited him to a cup of tea, and asked Yang Weicheng's address, so there was the scene just now.
The two sat down, Yang Weicheng took out a cigarette and lit it, and he deliberately sprayed Manager Li's face, choking him to cough.
Manager Li is a non-smoker, and he was sprayed with smoke all over his face, feeling that his whole body had become stinky and coaxing, and he had words of suffering.
"Let's get down to business, Mr. Yang, according to our investigation, your qualifications are very good and you can grant credit. Excuse me, how much loan do you need? Manager Li asked bluntly.
Yang Weicheng thought that his purpose was this, and he was overjoyed, but he remained silent.
"Do you know I'm qualified? I want 5 million, will you give it? ”
This was a joke, but I didn't expect Manager Li to sweat on his forehead for a long time, gritted his teeth and said: "I personally think it's no problem, but I have to go back and discuss it with other colleagues, and ask the leader by the way." ”
"Then you go back, I don't know why you're here to disturb my sweet dreams." Yang Weicheng scratched his back, squinted at him and said with a smile.
There's got to be a bit of a cat here.
"Well, Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry, I didn't know about you and Lei ...... before" Manager Li was halfway through his words and shut up suddenly.
It's better to say more wrong, less is better!
"Thunder what?" Yang Weicheng raised his eyebrows and asked.
"It's nothing, then I'll take my leave and go back to a meeting to study this matter immediately."
Manager Li hurriedly said goodbye, leaving Yang Weicheng with a confused face.
After he left, Yang Weicheng couldn't sit still.
There is no final result, but this is good news.
Of course, five million is impossible, in fact, Yang Weicheng feels that if he can borrow 500,000, he will be able to do it.
500,000, plus 800,000 yuan in your own hands, how much can you earn if you buy a few acres of land. Or, it's a big deal to use these to speculate on Treasury bills.
It's just that if you really can't get too many loans, I'm afraid that you will miss this season of Jinlang, Yang Weicheng can't help but feel a little regretful.
Unexpectedly, the results came out quickly, and the next morning, Yang Weicheng received a phone call, and it was that Manager Li who called.
The other party first asked for his personal information, including his property. I was very happy to learn that he was a shareholder of a factory and had a company.
"Really? It's just amazing! According to our previous discussions, you can probably get a loan of 3.5 million. ”
This time, it was Yang Weicheng's turn to be dumbfounded: "3, 350, 10,000? ”
He couldn't believe his ears at all.
Not to mention that this is the end of the 80s, the motherland's economy is still in the early stages of take-off, even in his time, small private enterprises could not have borrowed so much money so easily.
This is 1988, 3.5 million, and it's a little exciting to think about it.
Slow down, Yang Weicheng, if the money is not in the pocket, it is not his own, he warned himself in his heart.
After a brief conversation with Manager Li, Yang Weicheng packed up and went out to go through the formalities.
The green light went all the way unimpeded, and after signing the contract, Yang Weicheng only waited for the money to be in place, and he could implement the plan.
Walking out of the bank, Yang Weicheng was in a very good mood, humming a pleasant little song, even if the people exposed to the sun were oily, he didn't feel anxious.
He decided to give himself a little vacation and go around to play before the money was released.
Although Zhoushi is also close to the sea, it is a famous South Island province after all, and Yang Weicheng wants to see its past and present life.
He borrowed a bicycle from the little girl at the front desk of the hotel, inquired about the nearby scenery, and learned that there was a beautiful beach nearby, and he could also catch the sea to pick up shells or something.
As a baby who grew up by the sea, Yang Weicheng's heart was suddenly attracted.
He rode more than 10 miles and could smell the salty sea breeze. But he didn't know when he took the wrong path and came to a small village.
The village is hidden in a sea of green, close to the sea, and depends on fishing and farming for a living, and along the way, Yang Weicheng saw that every household hung fishing nets and dried fish.
Suddenly, two people rushed out of the gate of a house in front of them.
To be exact, one woman was chased and beaten by another woman.
The one who was chased and beaten was relatively young, with a disheveled head, and the one who was chased and beaten was in his 40s, holding a harpoon in his hand, and scolding while chasing.
They were speaking in local dialect, but Yang Weicheng couldn't understand half of a sentence, and only felt that the girl who was chased and beaten was very pitiful.
Indeed, Liang's shirt was torn, revealing snow-white arms with red marks on them.
The harpoon is not a vegetarian, and the harpoon man beats the girl as if he were an enemy.
Yang Weicheng couldn't stand it and rang the car bell hard.
Ding zero zero!
Such a ringing bell could not dispel the murderous aura of the woman.
"It's too much!" Yang Weicheng muttered.
"Young man, you can't stand it? Don't worry, that's not your daughter-in-law. A few women watching the excitement next to him smiled and talked to Yang Weicheng.
They heard Yang Weicheng's accent and consciously spoke broken Mandarin.
"Who are they?"
"The daughter-in-law of the Zeng family can't get used to seeing her niece live at home."
"Tsk, Sister Qiong is really pitiful. For the sake of her younger siblings and mother, how many beatings she has to suffer! ”
The two women are both quite fat, and obviously the family conditions are good.
And the two of them were eating snacks while watching the excitement, and their eyebrows were dancing, and they were not good at stubble in this village.
Yang Weicheng was wondering whether to turn his head and walk away, when he suddenly heard a scream from the girl.
He hurriedly looked and saw that the girl was pumped to the back, and her hands were touching her back, and the pain was unbearable.
In this position, she raised her head, and Yang Weicheng also saw her face clearly.
"Huh? Isn't this the girl from the clothing store? ”
Yang Weicheng still remembers that the girl learned to sing "Nunchucks", hum haha, hey, very in place and very feeling.
At this moment, the beautiful face is distorted by pain, which makes people feel distressed.
The two women next to him were five big and three thick, but they looked giggled.
"Hmph, just by virtue of that, you two are not good birds." Yang Weicheng said secretly.
His eyes rolled, and a trick suddenly came to mind.
"Hey, two sisters, do you want to make money?" He frowned.
"Of course, a fool wouldn't want to!"
Two women said.
"I've got forty bucks here, how about you go and help me beat that bad woman?" Yang Weicheng took out four big solidarity sheets and raised them at the two women.
As soon as the two of them saw the great unity, their eyes lit up.
Although they face the sea, have their backs to Qiongcheng, and live a relatively wealthy life, 20 yuan is not a small amount.
Their men have to work hard at sea for a long time to earn so much money.
The two looked at each other, thought for a few seconds, and then nodded: "Okay, how do you say to fight?" ”
"See, how she hit that girl, you can beat her. Harpoons, you all have them at home, right? Yang Wei said.
The two nodded: "Yes!" ”
"Go back and copy the guys, sisters! Hit her, come to me to get the money, I won't leave here. Yang Weicheng pointed with his hand.
The two of them went home with a bang, grabbed their harpoons, and threw themselves into the battlefield.
said that Zheng Qiongmei was beaten all over her body, in great pain, and very humiliating.
If it weren't for the fact that her younger siblings were young and her mother was seriously ill, she really wanted to leave and no longer send people under the fence.
But that's just 'if not', the reality is cruel after all.
My aunt lost mahjong today, and she was in a bad mood, so she came back to find fault and beat her sister.
Of course Zheng Qiongmei refused, she tried her best to stop her, so poor her became a target.
Just as she was immersed in the abyss of pain, not knowing when she would be freed, suddenly two screams, and two round figures rushed over.
Before she and her aunt could react, the harpoon handles in their hands slammed on her aunt's shoulders and backs.
My aunt screamed in pain, ran away, and the two followed.
"Are you alright?"
A voice came, interrupting Zheng Qiongmei's doubts and wait-and-see.