Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

Chapter 523 Okay, tell me the number

After waking up, Wang Muzhi saw his father preparing paper money, ingots, candles, incense and other items in the yard. He smiled when he saw Wang Muzhi wake up.

"Woke up."

"Well, Dad, why are you preparing these things?"

"I'm going to visit the grave with you later. Now that you are promising, you have to tell your grandfather, the ancestor of the Wang family. And you didn't come back for Qingming Festival this year, so you can make up for it by coming back this time."

"Okay, let me wash my face and change clothes."

Chinese people still attach great importance to ancestor worship.

When your child is successful, you should tell your ancestors that you are grateful for their blessings and hope that your ancestors will continue to work hard.

If a child has no future, he should report it to his ancestors, pray for their blessings, and hope that the spirits of his ancestors in heaven can bring more blessings to his descendants.

The main thing is not to let the ancestors be idle.

After paying homage to his ancestors, Wang Jiefang's heart fell back into his stomach, otherwise he would always feel like there was something pressing on him.

As the father and son were walking on the road, Wang Jiefang took out another cigarette and Wang Muzhi couldn't help but persuade him.

"Dad, you are not in good health. You should smoke less in the future."

"That brat is still taking care of me now."

Wang Jiefang smiled and cursed, but he had already put away the cigarette in his hand.

"When are you going to leave?"

"The day after tomorrow. There are still many things to be dealt with in Yanjing. I plan to take Enhui with me this time. By the way, dad, you go with mother and me. I have bought a house there, and I promise you Live a comfortable life, you don’t have to do anything then, just play every day.”

"How much money do you have to afford such a waste?" Wang Jiefang shook his head, "We won't go. It's fine at home. Now we don't have to worry about food and clothing. Go ahead and feel uncomfortable."

"But your body..."

"You don't have to worry about my health. As the old saying goes, the King of Hell tells you to die at the third watch. Who dares to keep you until the fifth watch? God has his own plan."

He knew his father's character very well, so it was expected that he would receive such an answer.

Wang Muzhi didn't force him to persuade him.

The older generation values ​​​​that fallen leaves return to their roots. It is more cost-effective to protect one-third of an acre of their own land than anything else. If they force their father to stay in Yanjing, what kind of disease will be caused if they fail to protect it.

"It's good that you took Enhui away. It's not a problem for the couple to be separated forever. Be careful if something goes wrong. You won't have time to regret it by then.

Also, your kid is rich now, so be careful not to give me that kind of frivolous heart. Our Wang family is a family of honour, and your mother and I only recognize Enhui as our daughter-in-law. Don’t say that I didn’t warn you when the time comes. "

"Dad, where do you want to go?"

Wang Muzhi smiled awkwardly, but Wang Jiefang glared in return.

"Don't laugh at me. There is a guy in the next village who went out to make a little fortune. When he came back, he divorced his wife in the village. This kind of thing must not happen in our Wang family!"

"I remember dad, I promise not to."

"When I go to Yanjing, I have to take good care of Enhui. She still has a baby in her belly..."

Wang Jiefang kept nagging on the road, but Wang Muzhi listened attentively without saying a word, as if listening to fairy music.

Before I could even sit down when I got home, Ren Changxia drove over.

"Muzhi, the county has your phone number. It's from Xiangjiang. The accent is weird."

"Mom and Dad, I'll go over first."

Wang Mu knew who it was as soon as he heard it. The phone in the village had not yet opened international long distance, so he could only call the county if he had anything to do.

Speeding all the way to Ren Changxia's office.

"Okay, Brother Xia, I haven't seen you for a few months. You already have your own office. Are you the future leader?" Wang Muzhi said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful not to be overheard." Ren Changxia quickly covered Wang Muzhi's mouth and made sure there was no one outside before saying: "People go to higher places, water flows to lower places, and I also want to pursue progress."

"As long as you don't be greedy and don't take anything, and serve the people wholeheartedly, it's human nature to pursue progress. If you need me, just ask."

"That's right, I won't be polite to you, not to mention that you still have the identity of the Security Bureau. I really need your help when the time comes."

Ren Changxia and Wang Muzhi exchanged a few words and then turned and left, leaving the space for Wang Muzhi.

I called back according to the caller ID, and the call was connected after a while.

Ke Erwulang's broken Chinese immediately sounded.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, I didn't expect that we could get in touch so soon."

"I can't help it. Now is the time for me to beg you. How do you think about what I asked Yang Xue to convey to you?"

The matter of the v3-2 engine was still confidential. In order to ensure that no one would eavesdrop, Wang Muzhi wrote a letter to Yang Xue and asked her to help deliver it.

This avoids the risk of direct contact.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to guarantee that the money-minded guy like Cole Gojiro would do anything extraordinary.

"This is a bit difficult. I have to open a lot of joints. At the same time, I can't expose myself, otherwise I will end up very miserable."

"I didn't ask you to send the things over directly. I just want some relevant technical information. It doesn't seem that difficult, right?" Wang Muzhi knew the character of these people well and deliberately made things difficult. He just wanted to get something from himself. Get greater benefits.

Obviously, he had already tasted the sweetness of the machine tool thing last time.

"Mr. Wang, you and I are both smart people. I am not exaggerating. This level of information is beyond my reach, so..."

"It's just a matter of money. As long as the money is in place, everything will be easy, right?"

"It will indeed save a lot of energy to talk to smart people."

Ke Wulang was laughing over there, and through the phone, Wang Muzhi could think of the expression on the other person's face at this moment.

But it didn't matter, Wang Muzhi didn't pursue it further.

After all, the cooperation between the two parties is based on the supremacy of money, and it is only reasonable to align everything with money. If he agreed happily, it would be a bit fishy.

"Okay, tell me the number."

"2000 million Hong Kong dollars."

"No problem, I will give you half first, and the rest will be paid to you after I have verified the authenticity of the information. However, I still want to advise you not to play tricks on me. I must have the most authentic information, otherwise your You must know very well what the outcome will be.”

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, you want something and I want money. We have nothing to do with each other. Besides, wasn't our last cooperation very smooth?"

This guy is also very smart.

Use the last transaction to remind Wang Muzhi that he actually has the leverage in Wang Muzhi's hands. If the situation is really broken, he will not survive.

"Okay, you can discuss the specific situation with Yang Xue and get it done as soon as possible."

"Hi!"

The phone was hung up, and a big stone fell from Wang Muzhi's heart.

That's right.

Ke Wulang was Wang Muzhi's backup plan.

Even if things don't go well with Harden, he can at least have some real things to deal with, which can be considered justified by Dong Qian.