Chapter 13 I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail
After passing through the narrow alley, Qin Hao and Abao stopped at the door of a wooden attic.
"Hello, comrade, does an uncle named Lin live here?" Qin Hao asked the residents passing by.
"Are you also here to see that prisoner in labor camp? Ouch, there have been quite a few people coming to see him recently."
"Re-education-through-labor prisoner?" Abao looked at Qin Hao in surprise, meaning: Didn't he say he came to pay a visit to the master? Why did he become a reform-through-labor prisoner?
Qin Hao did not answer Abao, but gave the man a cigarette: "Excuse me, which room on which floor does that uncle live?"
"Hey, this guy is a good smoker. If you live on the third floor, go up the stairs and turn right and take the third room."
"Okay, thank you."
Qin Hao took Abao, who was full of questions, up the stairs. The wooden structure of the stairs was creaking. Many residents along the way looked at them with strange eyes when they saw the gifts in their hands.
them.
"Ah Hao, who is this master you are talking about?" The more Ah Bao thought about it, the more something seemed wrong.
Qin Hao smiled at him: "You'll know when you get there."
The door of the third room on the third floor when you turn right is open. There are no lights in the room, so it looks a little dim. There seems to be a musty smell in the room. It is rainy weather in the south in March. The door is open probably because of the room.
There's some dampness in there.
Looking around, the desks and bookshelves in the room were filled with various books and newspapers. A bare-headed old man was sitting by the window, reading newspapers.
I don’t know whether it was because the old man was old and deaf and didn’t hear anyone coming, or he was deliberately ignoring them. Qin Hao and Abao stood at the door for several minutes without the old man even looking over.
Abao couldn't hold it any longer and knocked on the door, and the old man turned around.
The old man looked at Qin Hao for a while, then looked at Abao, and said impatiently: "As I said, I am just a reform-through-labor prisoner who has just been released from prison. I am quite old and can't help you. Please come back."
"Uncle, my name is Qin Hao. I opened a 'Hema Supermarket' in Hong Kong. Now I am planning to start a new business in Shanghai. I really need the help of an old master like Uncle. I am here to ask you sincerely.
If you have any requirements, just ask. As long as I can do it, I will definitely satisfy it." Qin Hao got straight to the point. There is no need to beat around the bush when talking to smart people. The key is whether the conditions are suitable.
A look of surprise seemed to flash in the uncle's eyes: "You open Hema Supermarket? Are you a Hong Konger?"
"Uncle, I misunderstood. I was born and raised in Shanghai. I started a supermarket in Hong Kong last year." Qin Hao said in Shanghainese.
"Oh?" A flash of appreciation flashed in my uncle's eyes: "It's amazing that you can open a supermarket in an environment like Hong Kong and still be famous."
Qin Hao nodded slightly, without any intention of being humble.
The uncle fell into deep thought. After a long time, he finally shook his head and said: "With your current achievements, it is not difficult to find any kind of talent you want. There is no need to waste time on an old guy like me who is dying."
Qin Hao was a little surprised that he was rejected, but he didn't feel too sorry. As his uncle said, as long as he invests in the mainland under the name "Hema", there will be many motivated and outstanding people to apply for the job.
"Excuse me." Qin Hao nodded to his uncle, turned and left.
When Po saw this, he was about to follow him, but was stopped by his uncle.
"Wait a moment."
Abao turned his head in surprise and pointed at himself to confirm again: "Uncle, are you calling me?"
"That's right, it's you. I want to talk to you alone." My uncle nodded confidently.
Qin Hao patted Abao on the shoulder with emotion and motioned to wait for him outside.
Damn this fate, the old man really still fell in love with A Bao.
In the room, A Bao walked up to his uncle in confusion, still not understanding what was going on.
Uncle Grandpa stared at Abao and asked, "What does that person have to do with you just now?"
"We grew up together as brothers in bare pants." Although Abao didn't know why the old man in front of him asked this, he still answered honestly.
"Are you working under him?"
"He took me under his wing for a while, but now I'm doing it myself."
"What did you do?"
"Treasury bills dumped."
"How long have you been doing this, and have you ever been caught?"
When I mentioned this, Ah Bao felt frightened: "I was arrested yesterday. Fortunately, Ah Hao taught me before. Whenever I go to a place, I have to maintain a good relationship with the front desk of the guest house. He helped me fool him, otherwise I would be in there now."
Eating prison food."
The uncle smiled lightly: "It's okay to be afraid, but what are your plans now?"
"Now, let's do foreign trade first. Ahao said he can help me get orders. I just need to find a factory in the mainland to take over."
Uncle Grandpa shook his head: "It's not as simple as you think. If you want to take over foreign trade orders, you must first go through No. 27 on the Bund. Do you have any connections? Do you know who I can talk to to negotiate?"
"Then we have to find a way after all. A living person can still choke to death with urine..." Abao said and immediately came to his senses: "You know what to do, right?"
The uncle smiled happily: "I'm not stupid, of course I know..."
At this point, he paused again and continued to ask: "How much start-up capital do you have now?"
"Only a few hundred thousand."
"Oh? It seems that you really made a lot of money by flipping treasury bonds." My uncle was obviously surprised.
"Let's do this. You open a company and I'll help you with things. But I've agreed in advance that I'm only responsible for coming up with ideas. My basic salary is one hundred yuan. For every zero that the company's performance increases, my income will be one more zero."
Abao looked at the old man in front of him. Although he didn't know what the old man was capable of and dared to offer such a price, but on second thought, the person who could make Qin Hao come to invite him must have two tricks.
"Can I ask a question first?"
"Well, tell me."
Abao said seriously: "Ahao is better than me in everything, why did you choose me instead of him?"
"It is precisely because you are not as good as him in everything that when you succeed in the future, others will say that I have a share of credit for it. Would you rather make chicken heads than chop the phoenix tails?" My uncle also answered seriously.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Abao felt a little sour when he heard this: "So I'm just a chicken head?"
"With me here, even a pheasant can turn into a phoenix." My uncle raised his chin proudly, and his thin body looked particularly majestic against the backdrop of his straight tunic suit.
“A pleasure to work with.”
“A pleasure to work with!”
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When Abao came out of the room, his head was still a little dizzy. Qin Hao put his arm on his shoulder and teased: "How is it? What did the old mage tell you?"
"He said he wanted to start a company with me, and he also asked me to open a long private room at the Peace Hotel. He even wrote me the room number. What a weirdo." Abao complained.
"Okay, just do as he says, it will be to your advantage."
"He is really that smart? Why can't I see it?"
"That means you haven't mastered cultivation yet."
In the afternoon of that day, Abao went to the Peace Hotel and booked a private room, which cost 1,500 US dollars a month. At that time, he almost gave up, but finally he gritted his teeth and rented it.
The next day, my uncle went to the long private room of the Peace Hotel. When he was satisfied, he called a tailor to customize Po's outfit.
Qin Hao looked at the brand-new A Bao and said half-jokingly: "Yes, he really looks like Mr. Bao now."
This was the first time that Ah Bao was dressed so formally. He always felt a little uncomfortable. He turned to his uncle and complained: "Is it really necessary to be fully armed from head to toe? I don't think Ah Hao wears Armani every day."
The uncle glared at him, then stepped forward to help him straighten his collar: "He is him, and you are you. With his current status as the boss of Hema, people will call him Mr. Qin wherever he goes. What about you?
?Except for a few banknotes in your pocket, you have nothing, so you have to pretend to show it to others. This is how the world is. You should respect others first and then others. If you don’t have this kind of attire, others may not even bother to see you.
"
“What is the most valuable thing in doing business?”
"It's time."
"Many times what you say ten thousand times is not as good as a Cadillac. A big brother can make people feel more at ease."
Abao subconsciously looked at Qin Hao, smiled and said to his uncle, "Why do you two say the same thing?"
Uncle Grandpa looked at Qin Hao in surprise. The two looked at each other and nodded slightly, saying nothing.
After the tailor left with the sample fabric, Qin Hao poured a cup of tea for his uncle and asked for advice in a sincere tone.
"Uncle, I want to open a supermarket in the mainland. Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"
My uncle took the teacup and took a sip.
"Are you planning to drive Hema to the mainland?"
Qin Hao shook his head: "Hema's model is not suitable for the mainland yet. I plan to re-create a supermarket chain brand and adopt a supermarket model."
My uncle nodded approvingly: "Well, that's right. I have a clear mind and haven't been dazzled by victory."
"When doing business in the Mainland, the first thing to consider is policy factors, followed by commercial factors. Nanjing Road is not that easy to squeeze in, so you have to be mentally prepared."
Qin Hao nodded and said: "If Shanghai can't squeeze in for the time being, I will go to Shenzhen first. Sooner or later, the business environment in the mainland will change."
"You can be invincible if you have such a mentality." My uncle said and paused: "In this case, I will help you make an appointment for a dinner tonight. You can book a private room at the Red Heron Hotel on Huanghe Road. Come back.
Just tell me the box number."
"Then there's Uncle Lao." Qin Hao didn't ask who Uncle Lao wanted to date. Since the other party agreed to help connect people, he must be someone who can play a key role. Uncle Lao's abilities and connections are quite reliable.
"Uncle, what about me? What should I do next?" Abao said eagerly.
The uncle glanced at Qin Hao subconsciously, and then wrote a few numerical codes on the paper: "Go to the business office and buy this stock for 10,000 yuan, hold it for a week, and throw it away immediately after a week. We will talk about it then."
Qin Hao knew that this was a test given by his uncle to Abao, so he remained silent and went downstairs to borrow the front desk phone number and book a private room at Honglu.
I called Bao's private room and told my uncle the private room number.
"okay, I get it."
After hearing his uncle's reply, Qin Hao hung up the phone, left the Peace Hotel, hailed a taxi and went to Fengjing Cemetery, where the original owner's parents and grandmother were buried. He burned incense and laid out tributes to them. Qin Hao was quiet again
Jing stood in front of the tombstone for a while, then turned and left.
At night, Huanghe Road is brightly lit with neon lights, bustling with people, and there is an endless stream of vehicles arriving and departing.
"Sir, there's a traffic jam here and you can't get in. How about you get off at this intersection?"
"How much?"
"Eight dollars."
"Give."
Qin Hao got out of the taxi and was about to go to the Red Heron Hotel. As soon as he reached the door of Jin Meilin, the proprietress Lu Meilin greeted him.
"Hey, Mr. Qin, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you went to Hong Kong to make a fortune."
Qin Hao smiled: "The boss lady is joking. If you want to make a big fortune, it must be the boss lady. I heard that Jin Meilin is making money every day."
"Haha, it's all friends who give me face. How about Mr. Qin coming for dinner today, how about I arrange a private room for you?"
"No need to bother, I'm here to keep an appointment. My friend has booked a place at Red Heron. I'll come back next time."
"Well, I'll give you a toast next time you come back."
After a brief exchange of greetings, Qin Hao entered the Red Heron Hotel.
Lu Meilin looked at Qin Hao's back and frowned slightly. The foreman on the side said curiously: "That Tao Tao who delivered seafood to us said that he made a fortune in Hong Kong, but it seems that he came today by taxi, not a silver one."
Pewter gun tip?"
"Who knows, there are countless real and fake bosses on the Yellow River Road. We don't need to know who is real and who is fake. As long as we know that it is natural to pay for food, we will not suffer any loss." Lu Meilin waved her hand and compared it.
Last year, her figure seemed to have become rounder and more imposing.
"Hey, boss lady, do you think the person who just entered Honglu is Zhao from the China Merchants Bureau?"
"It should be so, so many people gathered around to say hello to him..."
The foreman suddenly became excited: "Boss Boss, do you think this Director Zhao is Mr. Qin's friend? Not long after he entered, this Director Zhao arrived."
"Impossible. He has only been in Hong Kong for less than a year. If he can hire Zhao Chu's project, it must be a big project worth at least tens of millions, right?" Lu Meilin said firmly.
On the other side, after Zhao Chu walked into the Red Heron Hotel, he was led by the welcoming lady to the box where Qin Hao was.
After the two parties introduced themselves to each other, Qin Hao welcomed Chu Chu to the main seat.
"I heard that Hema Supermarket has created a craze in the Hong Kong market, but I never expected that the boss behind it would be so young."
Facing Zhao Chu's praise, Qin Hao said in a humble tone: "Hema is run by me and Mr. Liu. The credit cannot be attributed to me alone. Moreover, we only did the right thing at the right time.
When it comes to things like this, I still have to thank this era for giving us the opportunity."
Zhao Chu praised Qin Hao's answer: "Well, it's rare for young people to be able to achieve results without being arrogant or impetuous."
After a few words of greeting, Zhao Chu finally changed the topic: "I heard that Mr. Qin plans to invest in the mainland?"
"Of course, I go to Hong Kong to do business to make money and live. Shanghai is my home. I am a native Shanghainese, and I also want to contribute some modest effort to the construction of Shanghai."
Sometimes official expressions express attitudes and positions and must be said.