The 20-hour drive is a very scary thing, the look from spirit to decadence is visible to the naked eye. The worst thing about the three of them is Rong Yu, who is like a sick chicken, with his head down, looking at Rong's mother and Ying Xun distressedly and beautifully.
At around five o'clock in the evening, the train arrived in Beijing, and the three got off with their luggage. As soon as he walked out of the train station, many tricycles were waving for prices. His strong Beijing accent made Rong Yu feel friendly and timid. Avoiding the messy tricycle masters on the roadside of the station, the three walked from Beijing Station to Chongwenmen Street, where there was a small hotel in Ying Xun's memory.
When Rong Yu disappeared, he found countless hotels in Beijing, so he knew very well. That hotel is not very high-end, but the environment is very good, and the important transportation is convenient.
Mother Rong let her son lead her away, looking around, slowly awakening the memories of the past.
Rong Yu is still listless, but as a guide, he still naturally wants to lead the way. After waking up, he was thinking about asking what hotel he was going to, but Ying Xun led them forward familiarly.
"Ying Xun, where are we going?" Rong Yu asked strangely.
"Go to the friend's hotel!" Ying Xun replied as a matter of course.
"Where is it?" Rong Yu was a little confused for a moment, he was really not familiar with this hotel, but Rong's mother was familiar with it, and laughed when she heard the name: "I didn't expect the friend hotel to still exist! How did Xiao Xun know it?"
"I, didn't I come here a few days ago? I passed by once." Ying Xun replied.
Mother Rong nodded and didn't ask any more questions, but Rong Yu gave Xun a strange look, but didn't say much.
The three of them walked for almost fifteen minutes before arriving at the hotel. This hotel is neither high-end nor bad. The three of them entered the hotel, and after asking about the room rate and room structure, they chose a room for ten yuan a night and a room for five yuan a night.
Such a price was very expensive at the beginning of the year, but in the middle of the 1990s, when the economy was undergoing transformation and recovery, wages in Beijing also began to rise rapidly. It was more than 200 yuan a month before, and now it has risen to 300 yuan. left and right. According to what Ying Xun learned about the economy in 1990, by the end of the year, wages in the capital would rise to about four or five hundred.
The rapid development of the economy has brought countless people into the sea. Many of the business leaders in the back of China made their first pot of gold at this time.
At the same time, the prices of goods have risen sharply, and the first thing to appear is the price increase of various items at the station. Of course, there are hotels that cost a few yuan or even one yuan nearby, but it is impossible for Ying Xun to take the two of them to live in that kind of place.
The ten yuan a night room has a bathroom, toilet, radio, and a small round table that seats three. The five yuan a night room has only one bed and a shared washroom.
TV is secondary, mainly toilets and bathrooms. It's not far from the station, and there are mixed people, so Ying Xun can't let her mother go to the public washroom.
"Here, I'll live at five yuan too!" Rong's mother didn't expect the prices to rise so fast, it would cost ten yuan to stay a night.
"Mom, you listen to Xun Xun and live in a ten yuan apartment." Seeing that Rong's mother refused, she leaned closer and whispered: "We can still go to your place to wash up, and we don't need to squeeze with others!"
When mother Rong heard it, she felt reasonable.
Ying Xun booked a total of three nights.
"Can I make a phone call here?" Ying Xun asked after paying the money and taking the room card.
"Yes, but it cannot exceed one minute, and you will be charged for extra time," the waiter said.
Ying Xun nodded, understanding.
At that time, telephones were still very rare, and it cost one or two thousand to install one, and the price did not drop until 2005, so the charges for making or receiving calls were not low.
Before Ying Xun came, he had written down the phone number of the town, and dialed back by dialing the area code.
Rong Yu listened to the three characters of Rong Dahan beside him, and was amused.
Father Rong and Rong Yao arrived in the town at noon, and it was only three o'clock after the ice drinks were sold out, and the two of them sat outside the shop and waited. It was almost seven o'clock before they got a call, but it was all worth it.
Father Rong hadn't made many phone calls before, and he was a little nervous while pinching the receiver. He asked with concern, "Nothing serious happened in the middle, right? How is your mother? Xiao He is not used to sitting in the car for so long, is it uncomfortable?"
"Mom is fine, and Xiao Yu is fine too, do you want to hear from him?" Ying Xun was about to hand the phone to Mother Rong, who smiled and said, "Everything is fine, everything is fine, are you and Yaoyao waiting?" an afternoon?"
Father Rong grinned: "No, no, I haven't waited long, where is Xiao Yu?"
Rong Yu stood next to Ying Xun the whole time, repeatedly saying, "Dad, I'm fine too."
"That's good, that's good. Now, is it very expensive to call Beijing? Let's do this first. I will wait for your call here in the next few days." Father Rong was thinking about the phone bill, although he wanted to say a few more words, but Knowing that people are safe, I want to hang up.
Rong Xun hurriedly said: "Father, you can wait for our call the day after tomorrow. We may go out tomorrow, and we may not be sure when we will come back."
Father Rong nodded repeatedly, and suddenly remembered that he couldn't see him, and said, "Okay, did you just arrive? It's already seven o'clock, let's go eat!"
"Dad, Dad, I haven't said anything yet," Rong Yao hurriedly approached, and shouted into the phone: "Xiao Xun, Xiao Yu, isn't Beijing very big and beautiful?"
Rong Yu shouted into the phone: "Next time we will bring you."
"Then it's settled!" Rong Yao has never even been out of town, and she yearns for Beijing. If possible, she wants to go to Beijing for the university entrance exam.
"Okay, okay, the phone bill is expensive, let's do this first, if there is anything, you can call back, if Dad is not here, just leave a message for the boss, understand?" Dad Rong explained.
A few more words were exchanged between the two sides, and seeing that it was almost a minute, they quickly hung up.
As soon as Dad Rong hung up the phone, the owner of the small shop came over, pressed the button, saw that it was fifty-seven seconds, and said, "Thank you, one yuan."
Father Rong took out the money from his body, found out a dime, counted it, and handed it over.
Rong Yao felt distressed when he saw it, one dollar a minute is really expensive.
Ying Xun hung up the phone and followed the waiter's directions to the second floor. There are five floors in this hotel, and their two rooms are connected, at the far side.
"Mom, you live in the inner room, and Rong Rong and I live in the outer room," Ying Xun opened the door along the side. It was a small room about ten square meters wide. It was quite big, with a fan and a window. It was cleaned well Fairly clean.
"Xiao Yu, stay with mom. I'm going down to buy food. What do you want to eat?" Ying Xun said as he carried the luggage into the room, looking around the room.
There were no pinhole cameras in 1990, but I was afraid that things like walls would be dug. On the left of Rong's mother's room is Ying Xun's room, and on the right is the street. Ying Xun checked the curtains and the bathroom, and Rong Yu followed him, looking here and there, including the bottom of the bed and the cabinet. .
Mother Rong was so exhausted after a day and night in the car, she smiled when she saw the two children so cautious.
"Zhajiang noodles!" Rong's mother had nostalgia in her eyes, she hadn't eaten it for a long, long time. When she was in Beijing, she didn't know how to cook, but she didn't know how to cook until she came to Linshui Village, but no one taught her, and all she learned were southern dishes. I tried it myself, but it didn't taste that way.
Ying Xun walked out of the bathroom and asked Rong Yu, "What about you?"
"How about I go buy it, do you know the way?" Rong Yu asked worriedly, afraid that Ying Xun would get lost.
"Why don't you go together, I'll just lock the door in the room." Mother Rong was also afraid that Ying Xun would get lost.
Ying Xun was even more worried about letting Rong Yu go out: "Don't worry, you won't get lost, Xiao Yu is with mom, what do you want to eat?"
Rong Yu nodded: "I eat the same as my mother."
Ying Xun replied, telling the two of them not to open the door easily, and then they left.
"Xiao Yu, lie down on the bed!" Seeing him curled up in the chair, Rong's mother must be very tired.
"No, mom, do you want to lie down? I'll go back to the next door." After all, Rong Yu is fourteen years old, and he felt that it would be inconvenient for his mother to be here, so he said, "I will open the door, and anyone can pass through my room." See, mom, you can take a shower first."
Rong Yu stood up and picked up his and Ying Xun's luggage.
Rong's mother was really tired, so she didn't want to keep him: "It's okay, don't worry too much, the law and order in Beijing is still very good, and this hotel is also safe."
Rong Yu nodded and bid farewell to Rong's mother, but opened the door after returning to the room. There are two other rooms on the opposite side, the doors are closed, and there is no light from the cracks in the doors, presumably they are not rented out.
Rong Yu was so tired from sitting that he went back to his room and climbed up and lay down, facing the door, but last night because he slept sitting up, he didn't sleep well, so he couldn't keep his eyes open when he lay on the bed.
When Ying Xun came back, he saw that the door of his mother's room was closed, but the door of this little bastard was open. For a moment, he didn't know whether to pull him up and beat him up, or let him continue to sleep.
Ying Xun carried fried noodles to Mama Rong's room, and after knocking on the door, Mama Rong also fell asleep a bit. After receiving the dinner, she asked about Rong Yu, only to find out that he had fallen asleep.
"You go back to eat quickly, and rest after eating." Rong's mother confessed.
She was worried about Xiaoyu, but she was relieved about Xun. This child had his own ideas since he was a child. This time when he went to Beijing, he was able to convince his father that when he first came to Beijing, he paid attention to the factory in Beijing and ran for two days. At that time, Rong's mother didn't believe it, but the child said the company name and address It came out, which had to convince her.
Ying Xun responded twice, and told her to remember to lock the door at night before returning to the room.
This room is even narrower than Rong's mother's room. There is only room for a 1.5-meter bed, a fan, a table against the wall, a kettle, and some odds and ends.
Ying Xun woke Rong Yu up, and not long after the two of them finished their dinner, Ying's mother came over and asked them to take a bath in the bathroom. Rong Yu went first, and Ying Xun simply went to the public bathhouse. It was already past nine o'clock and there were few people.
The three of them didn't discuss what to do tomorrow. After taking a shower, they forced their laundry to hang on the balcony outside the floor, and went back to their room to sleep deeply.
After Rong and Zi set foot in Beijing, he actually felt a little uneasy. Even though he was a little sleepy when Ying Xun went to buy dinner, he always felt a little flustered in his heart, but when he took a bath and lay on the same bed with Ying Xun , but unexpectedly relieved.
This time, Rong Yu slept until ten o'clock the next day, when Ying Xun went to buy breakfast and came back, he woke up, hurriedly ran to Rong's mother's room to wash, sat down at the small round table, and got the buns to eat. He couldn't help peeking at his mother who was drinking soy milk, and was a little puzzled for a moment. Could it be that he remembered wrongly, this thing is actually delicious
"Do you want a drink, Xiaoyu?" Mother Rong handed over the bowl. This came back in a bag, in the bowl they brought.
"No," Rong Yu shook his head quickly, he really didn't like this stuff. Turning to look at Ying Xun: "How do we sell?"
I heard Ying Xun say it before, but can silk be pushed out in three days? If they can't push it out, have they made a trip in vain? The total of the three people on this trip, plus the fare, will cost hundreds of dollars for the round trip.
"Well, I've already made an inquiry. You and your mother are waiting for me at the hotel. I'll take the car to the Shunyi factory first. There are many garment factories and cloth factories there. After we have an agreement with the other party, my mother will come forward to make the final confirmation." Ying Xun said .
The current weather in Beijing is relatively low throughout the year except summer, and greenhouses have not yet become common. The amount of silk produced throughout the year is very small, and most of the silk is purchased from the south. The sudden opening of ports, rapid economic development, increased exports, and countless orders came in. However, because the country has just started, the lack of raw materials is the common point of all factories.
Garment factories and fabric factories are struggling to find silk.
How about making money by going to sea in 1990!
"I'll go too!" Rong Yu was not quite sure that Ying Xun was running in Beijing.
"That's right, Xiaoyu, let's go! It doesn't matter if I stay here, I still want to go around!" Mother Rong saw that the two children wanted to dissuade her, and said, "How can I say that I have lived in Beijing for fifteen years? The changes here are not too big, so you can’t lose me.”
Tolerance and feeling are the same, looking at Ying Xun.
Ying Xun thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.
The two quickly finished their breakfast and changed into another set of clothes.
Ying Xun was still wearing the poor-quality suit, and Rong Yu was wearing the milk-yellow khaki linen trousers, white T-shirt and green shirt his mother found for him. He was wearing sneakers. They were very sunny and fashionable. It's the young master in a famous brand.
The two bid farewell to Rong's mother. Ying Xun carried the backpack and Rong Yu followed. They had to go to the bus station to take a 40-minute drive to Shunyi Industrial Park.
It is close to the station, and many people from other places come to Beijing to work. Most of them either go to Chaoyang or Shunyi. Chaoyang District mainly deals with electronics, and Shunyi is mostly clothing.
There are many outsiders, and there are many people in the car. Unlike other people carrying big bags and small bags, the two of them are very eye-catching when they get on the car.
Ying Xun is one of the rare people who now wears a shirt, trousers and a jacket. He looks like a high-level talent in a Hong Kong movie. Not to mention Rong Yu, with his white and tender face and fashionable clothes, he was too out of tune with them.
There were too many people and there was no room, so Ying Xun pulled Rong Yu to the car window opposite the car door, surrounded the people in the middle, and prevented others from touching him. Surrounded by Ying Xun like this, Rong Yu felt a little oppressed, but he didn't say anything.
The car swayed all the way, and Rong Yu was about to fall asleep. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered something very important: "Where is the name of our company?"
Rong Yu is also a person who has experienced the 21st century with Ying Xun, and he has learned the trick of talking about tigers when he has no confidence in doing business.
"It's called Yung's Co., Ltd." Ying Xun had already remembered.
"What about you?" Rong Yu stared wide-eyed, obviously he is in charge of this business, why is it called Rong's
"You don't regard me as Rong's family?" Ying Xun had a sad look on his face, and Rong Yu immediately shook his head: "No, you, you belong to the Rong family."
Ying Xun smiled: "Isn't that enough?"
After thinking about it, I always feel that something is wrong: "But..."
"No, but we don't have business cards, so the grade has been lowered a bit." Ying Xun was a little regretful that he came too quickly, and now printing business cards is also very expensive.
"We can buy handwriting on that kind of hard cardboard!" Rong Yu thought it was okay, his eyes rolled: "Your handwriting is very beautiful, we can also call it skillful handwriting!"
Rong Yu raised his chin, a little proud.
Ying Xun thought about it, it's not impossible, it's just that it's so urgent right now, where can I find some hard cardboard.
"We don't need a lot, just two or three. Let's buy postcards to write on." Before Rong Yu's summer vacation, postcards were very popular in his class. On the day of graduation, he even bought a bunch of them, and each person got one as a gift.
"You are really clever." Ying Xun patted Rong Yu on the head, feeling that Rong Yu was by his side, and everything went smoothly.
The two chatted, afraid that they might not find a place to buy postcards in the industrial park. After all, they are not very common, and here, postcards still have a bit of petty bourgeoisie flavor. So the two got off the car when they passed a shopping mall, went into a store and bought three, borrowed scissors and cut them into six according to the size of the postcard, in two styles.
The back view of the three photos is the same, and the front is blank. The other three photos have the same back view, with horizontal lines on the front.
The two also borrowed a pen, first asked each other for a pen, and wrote down what they wanted.
"Rong's Silk Co., Ltd., the address is No. 103, Linshui Village, Min'an Street, Taopo Town." Ying Xun said while writing, and Rong Yu was a little dumbfounded. When did they have their company address
"Will they think our company is a fake if you write your home address?" Rong Yu worried. Don't you usually write a company address that looks very powerful? What they wrote is the village, don't you think it's weird
Ying Xun had already thought about it: "We are setting up a company nearby to control the quality of silk."
Rong Yu nodded, as if very powerful: "What about the phone?"
Ying Xun replied: "Write about the small shop first, then go back and make a phone call at night to see if Dad is there, and ask him to tell the owner of the small shop that we can install the phone when we get the deposit."
"Will the other party really pay us the deposit first?" Rong Yu was a little worried. They suddenly appeared, how could the other party believe them
"Of course," Ying Xun wrote on his business card, and said, "If you do business in this day and age, there is no problem if you have a guarantor."
"But where can we find a guarantor?"
"I have a way."
Ying Xun doesn't mind pulling out the family backgrounds of his college buddies right now, not to mention the company he went to, he already knew, and even their bosses are familiar, so he can't fool a factory manager, Manager!
any idea
Rong Yu didn't ask this question, but he didn't quite believe it in his heart. Ying Xun has only been in Beijing for a few days, who can he know? Unless Ying Jia is pulled out.
Rong Yu frowned, stared at Ying Xun, and said for a long time, "I'm looking for Xie An."
Ying Xun paused and looked back at Rong Yu.
"Xie An and I are good buddies, and he will come." In his previous life, Rong Yu only told Xie An that he was not from Ying's family. In those three years, Xie An accompanied him and persisted, so he and Xie An's relationship The relationship is different, and he also believes in Xie An.
"I have a solution for this matter." Ying Xun Ting wanted to contact Beijing, and the more connections he had with the world, the more at ease he would be.
He always felt that in his previous life, it was because of them that Rong Yu was allowed to live alone, that's why he broke up so much when he left without leaving any information.
"No, I'm looking for Xie An," Rong Yu shook his head. Although Ying Xun has always said that he is from the Rong family, Rong and agrees, but this is business. As a man from the Rong family, he can't just let Ying Xun pay. Want to help too."
"Not forced?"
"Don't force it, Xie An, he is my good friend."
He thought about breaking up with the Ying family, but never thought of breaking up with Xie An. Xie An was his good friend, and he always thought so. After he died, he followed Ying Xun, and not only did he see Xie An come to find Ying Xun once, Xie An was so sad, crying while beating Ying Xun, he felt that the person he was most sorry for in his previous life was Xie An.
Ying Xun saw Rong Yu's unconscious smile when he talked about Xie An, and his heart was sour, but he still smiled and said: "Okay, then let's talk about business, and then invite Xie An to dinner, or call first to talk to him." He said?"
After discussing business and then having dinner, you can pull Xie An's tiger skin while discussing business, and then ask the person in charge or manager of the factory to have dinner with Xie An, which is quite logical. However, Ying Xun does not need to say hello to his future partner's tiger skin, but Rong Rong's friend's tiger skin must be said in advance.
Rong Yu felt that it didn't matter: "We can do business after we finish the business."
"Let's fight first!" Ying Xun said, he didn't want Rong Rong to leave a bad impression in front of his friends, "Don't worry about it, we can give him shares."
Although Ying Xun privately hopes that Rong Yu will befriend more and more people, but he is always wary of Xie An. After Rong Rong disappeared, apart from him, Xie An also kept looking for Rong Rong. And the only thing Xie An reassured him about was that he was married when he was thirty in his previous life.
Rong Yu wanted to say no, but he didn't say it out loud.
The two quickly wrote their business cards and went outside to find a shop.
Rong Yu picked up the phone and started to feel a little nervous. When he pressed the phone, his hands trembled slightly.
In this life, Xie An had only seen him for more than a month, but he and Xie An had been separated for a lifetime.
The author has something to say:
I remember that my home was equipped with a telephone in 1997 and 1998, when I was still small, listening to my mother chatting, it seemed that it cost more than 1,200 yuan at that time. Because someone I know helped install it, and my family's labor costs were not charged.