Back to the golden age

, back to the golden age

Song Yuanchao was stunned for a moment, and only then did he understand the ins and outs of the money. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yong found himself back in the blink of an eye without making a fuss.

Originally, Song Yuanchao planned to settle accounts with these guys later, but now Zhang Yong settled the matter in advance without even saying hello, which surprised Song Yuanchao and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"There will be no sequelae?" Song Yuanchao asked.

"What are the sequelae? Half of this facade is mine, and the three little red guys borrowed my facade, and the things they sell are also bought from me. Speaking of which, you are still their owner. The little red guy is not long. Well, since you don’t want to live a good life, just send them to continue their old life, and give them three guts, and they won’t dare to turn their heads in front of me!” Zhang Yong said calmly, holding a kitchen knife in his hand to cut vegetables, and the kitchen knife It sounded rhythmically, and the potatoes were cut into thin potato shreds by him.

Regarding this matter, Zhang Yong didn't care at all.Now there are more people eating with him, not to mention other places, let’s just talk about Maiyang Road. In fact, the old flea market on Maiyang Road has become what it is now, entirely because of Zhang Yong.

After cooperating with Song Yuanchao, Zhang Yong began to look for a more suitable store after working for a period of time. After being introduced by a friend, he found Maiyang Road.

Came here to have a look, and then turned around, Zhang Yong keenly found that the location of Maiyang is really good, although it is a bit depressed at present, but Maiyang Road is close to Xiafei Road, located in the best old concession area in Shanghai, The surrounding traffic is convenient, and the quality of the residents is relatively high. This place is very suitable for opening a clothing store.

As for the depression, it was because the location of this place was wrong before. It is simply not suitable to open a flea market in this kind of place. There is no suitable consumer group for setting up a flea market in a place like the corner of the road.

In this way, Zhang Yong decisively chose the address of the store on Maiyang Road, and even took down nearly half of the storefronts on the entire street in one go.

At that time, because of the depression of the flea market, it was very easy to take down the storefront here, and it didn't cost much at all.What's more, Zhang Yong made up his mind after he made the decision. He wouldn't open the clothing store first, but he would talk to the original shop owners one by one under the pretense of selling second-hand goods.

Due to the poor business in the flea market at that time, many shop owners had already retreated from continuing to open stores here, so Zhang Yong completed his layout without any effort.

After taking down nearly half of the storefronts, Zhang Yong led his staff to spend some money to reorganize the storefronts, and then opened a dozen clothing stores in one go.

Some of these clothing stores are directly owned by Zhang Yong, and some of them are managed by Zhang Yong's brothers as the second boss just like Fan Baoguo. As for the remaining stores, once these clothing stores open, they will become popular in less than a month. After getting up, Zhang Yong changed hands and rented it out at several times the original rent.

I have to admit that Zhang Yong is indeed a natural born businessman, with keen eyesight and decisive actions. He made a decisive move when no one was optimistic about the prospects of Maiyang Road. Not only did he turn the dead Maiyang Road into a new fashion street in Shanghai, but also They also took advantage of the popularity of these clothes to eat up nearly half of the store stalls on the entire street in one go. Such a method is simply admirable.

After listening to Zhang Yong's explanation, Song Yuanchao couldn't help admiring Zhang Yong. This is the difference between Zhang Yong and Luo Yang. If it were Luo Yang, he would definitely not have such courage.

The episode ended like this, and Zhang Yong didn't want to spoil their interest because of the three short-sighted little red guys, and continued to chat and laugh with Song Yuanchao to make meals.

After more than an hour, a table of delicious food was put on the table one after another. Seeing the table full of good food, Lin Yan and Li Xiaoyun were almost stunned.

They originally thought that Zhang Yong and Song Yuanchao would simply prepare a few dishes, but now they have such a large table. It is surprising that it is so rich during the Chinese New Year.

"I'm starting to believe what you Yuanchao said." Lin Yan looked at the table and said with emotion.

"What did Brother Yuanchao say?" Li Xiaoyun asked curiously.

"Forget it... let's not talk about it." When the words came to her lips, Lin Yan giggled and stopped talking.

This made Li Xiaoyun curious, and she pulled Lin Yan to tell her what was going on. Lin Yan was forced by her to do nothing, so she could only secretly tell Li Xiaoyun about the so-called "buying and burning" proposed by Song Yuanchao. Li Xiaoyun I was so happy to hear it, I couldn't help but burst out laughing. "So happy, what's the fun?" Song Yuanchao came up from downstairs with Zhang Yong carrying the last dish, and saw the two of them laughing together as soon as they entered the door.

"I'm laughing, how are you two Master Ma?" Li Xiaoyun said cheerfully.

"Master Ma? What Master Ma?" Song Yuanchao and Zhang Yong looked at each other, and for a while did not understand what Li Xiaoyun meant.

"Silly! Mrs. Ma! What is it if it's not Master Ma?" Li Xiaoyun cheerfully revealed the answer, Song Yuanchao was stunned and immediately realized it, and then Zhang Yong also understood, and the two laughed at the same time.

Zhang Yong's craftsmanship is not bad, and Song Yuanchao's is also good. In addition to the sumptuous dishes, and the room is air-conditioned, it is very easy for the four of them to sit at the table and chat while eating.

Although Zhang Yong is not a college student, he has read a lot of books, and he has been in the society for many years, so he knows a lot about many things.After three rounds of drinking, Song Yuanchao and the others listened to Zhang Yong laughingly talking about some anecdotes on Shanghai Road, especially Li Xiaoyun, who would interject to ask a few questions from time to time, Zhang Yong was not angry, and explained to her in detail with a smile.

We ate this meal for several hours, from the evening until about eight o'clock in the evening. Although both Song Yuanchao and Zhang Yong drank a lot of wine, since they only drank beer and slow wine, the two of them It's just a little drunk, after going downstairs, the cool wind blows from outside, and I feel light all over.

"Brother, I didn't enjoy drinking today. Let's have a good drink in a few days." Before leaving, Zhang Yong put his arm around Song Yuanchao's shoulder and said as he walked. There are not many friends.

Although he knew that Song Yuanchao was very different from himself as a college student, and had a brighter future than Song Yuanchao himself, but Zhang Yong was just a gangster, and it was a coincidence that he got his current worth. From the bottom of his heart, Zhang Yong had some low self-esteem when facing Song Yuanchao.

But Song Yuanchao has never cared about Zhang Yong's identity, and has never avoided or liked or disliked him when interacting with him. This made Zhang Yong very grateful to Song Yuanchao in his heart. In addition, he is inseparable from Song Yuanchao today. I don't know what Song Yuanchao thinks, but Zhang Yong has long regarded Song Yuanchao as his best friend.

"Okay, I'll stay in Shanghai for a few more days, let's meet up and have a good drink before we leave. By the way, if you have time, how about going to Yangcheng with us?" Under the influence of alcohol, Song Yuanchao I was in a good mood, and cheerfully extended an invitation to Zhang Yong.

"Going to Yangcheng? No problem. Let me know in advance why you are leaving, and I will handle the train tickets." Zhang Yong smiled and nodded. Anyway, many things in Shanghai have been formalized. I'm used to it, and it's okay to go to Yangcheng for a few days by myself, so it's better to go there with Song Yuanchao.

While talking, Zhang Yong handed Song Yuanchao a jar of red bayberry wine in his hand. He had just brewed this red bayberry wine this year. Drinking it when he was feeling unwell or having a stomachache was better than medicine. Yanjing is rare, and it is common among the people of the Shanghai generation.

After receiving the bayberry wine, Song Yuanchao thanked him. At this time, they were almost at the intersection, and the bus station was across the road. Song Yuanchao saw Zhang Yong's drunken appearance and told him to go back first. They went to the bus and went home.

While saying goodbye, a figure suddenly rushed out from a dark corner not far away. Song Yuanchao reacted a little slower than usual because of drinking, and by the time he realized something was wrong, the figure had already rushed away from him and Zhang Yong was only a few meters away. Under the dim street light, the guy in a floral shirt with flared pants and a mustache holding a triangular scraper with a cold light in his hand wasn't the guy who extorted money from them today? ?

"Go to hell!" The guy's face was distorted, his small mung bean eyes were shining, and he yelled loudly at his own Zhang Yong, and the triangular scraper in his hand stabbed at Zhang Yong's back without hesitation. .

"Be careful!" Song Yuanchao suddenly came back to his senses, and subconsciously pulled Zhang Yong aside. Zhang Yong was also a drunk person, and his movements were much stiffer than usual. Although he heard the shouts behind him and Song Yuanchao's reminder, In addition, Song Yuanchao also reacted immediately to the movements in his hands, but his dodge speed was much slower than usual.

With a muffled snort, Zhang Yong's right arm couldn't escape, and was cut a big hole by the triangular scraper in an instant, the flesh and blood were opened, and blood flowed.

At this time, Song Yuanchao was already fully awake. Seeing that Zhang Yong was injured, Song Yuanchao threw the bayberry wine in his hand over his head and face without thinking about it.

The kid's movements are also very flexible, he turned around immediately after missing a hit, and was about to attack the injured Zhang Yong again. At this time, Song Yuanchao's red bayberry wine fell on him. But his head hit his shoulder, the wine jug burst with a bang, and a pungent smell of wine permeated the air.

Zhang Yong was injured carelessly. Although his arm was only scratched, the triangular scraper was so powerful that the cut on his arm was bleeding like a split child's mouth.

But Zhang Yong didn't care about his wounds at all, his face turned white and his teeth were clenched, and he turned around with Song Yuanchao's strength to pull him away just now, facing the boy who attacked him.

"Cena!" Zhang Yong yelled, and flew forward to kick the triangular spatula in his hand while the red bayberry wine hit him. Zhang Yong's kick was ruthless and precise, quite Bruce Lee's demeanor, only heard the boy yell, and the triangular scraper was kicked away by Zhang Yong's kick.

One kick hit Zhang Yong mercilessly, and then he raised his left foot and hit the boy's chest. The strength of this kick made Song Yuanchao dumbfounded. Zhang Yong kicked the boy three meters away and landed on the ground. Rolled around twice and screamed loudly.