Back in 1981: Marrying the love of your life

The interview did not last long.

After the reporters asked a few more topical questions, they didn't care about small talk, got up to leave, and left in a hurry.

After all, it takes time to write.

News news, new words in the front, if the article is published later than other newspapers, then the loss will not only be readers, but also the reputation of the newspaper.

Therefore, except for the local reporters in Qingyang Town, all the other reporters raced against time, and even on the way back to the newspaper office, they began to write the manuscript.

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The color of the sky becomes deep, dotted with stars.

As time goes by, the darker the sky gets, the brighter the stars become.

In Nanyang Town, in the box of the state-run hotel, Ning Changyu and Ning Xin, father and son, who had been waiting for a long time, finally heard a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Ning Xin got up and said.

The doorknob turned, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a man who looked to be less than thirty years old, with a leather bag, strode into the box.

"Chairman Ning, President Ning, let you wait for a long time." The man smiled apologetically, looking humble: "I was busy with the things in hand, and I didn't delay for a second.

After speaking, as if to prove that he was not talking nonsense, he also took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

This person, named Huo Qianqian, was one of the reporters who went to the Nanyang Town Garment Factory a few hours ago to interview.

"Don't get in the way, sit down and talk, we haven't been there for long." Ning Changyu said happily.

Ning Xin instructed the waiter to serve the wine and dishes.

Huo sat down forward and casually put his purse on the table.

During the small talk, the wine and food were already served.

"Reporter Huo, let's move the chopsticks first, the big dish has to wait, let's eat some hors d'oeuvres first." Ning Changyu raised his hand and signaled.

Huo Qianqian looked at the dishes on the table, sweet and sour ribs, braised fish, chicken stewed mushrooms, sauce elbows, roast duck, and suddenly couldn't help but smack his tongue.

So many good dishes, it is actually said to be an appetizer.

The arrogance of rich people is really not something they can understand.

Seeing his reaction, Ning Xin crossed a touch of disdain under his eyes, and secretly cursed in his heart: "Unseen old hat."

After a few glasses of wine poisoned, Ning Changyu put down his chopsticks and said, "Reporter Huo, how is the situation when you go to interview Su Mu?"

Huo Qianqian put down his chopsticks hesitantly, opened his mouth to explain the situation in detail, and then gave his own understanding: "From my observation, Su Mu's loss from the warehouse fire this time should be small. "

Oh?" Ning Changyu cooperated in the role of cheering and asked, "Is there any basis?"

Huo Xiangxian replied: "First of all, although Su Mu said that Su Qing clothing would open as scheduled, he did not show much happiness when he said this; Secondly, he also mentioned that if the sales are good, he will use the pre-sale method to sell clothes, which means that he does not have much stock at all. "

Pre-sale?

Ning Changyu and Ning Xin glanced at each other, and then the corners of their mouths rose, revealing a satisfied smile.

In this case, the father and son have already expected it, and even made targeted plans.

That is, once Su Mu wants to pre-sell, then place a large order, and then find a way to make Su Mu unable to deliver on time.

At that time, Su Mu will not only have to compensate a large amount of liquidated damages, but also have to smash a batch of goods in his hands, which is simply not too cool!

"Reporter Huo, what do you think about the Qingyang Garment Factory and Nanyang Garment Factory, which are only ten hours apart and there is a fire in the warehouse?" Ning Changyu asked.

This is related to whether he can successfully get Su Mu and Jiang Xun to fight, and he is naturally very concerned.

Huo took a chopstick rib in front of him, and while eating, he replied: "This is a good judgment, from the way he answered the question, you can see that he must suspect that the two things are related, but there is no evidence, he can't say it clearly."

"Are you sure?" Ning Xin asked.

Huo nodded heavily, "OK." Ning

Changyu and Ning Xin looked at each other and smiled, and the stone in their hearts fell to the ground.

After a few more glasses of wine, the big dish that Ning Changyu mentioned earlier was also served.

"Cabbage vermicelli stew donkey meat, a few slow use." The waiter said with a smile on his face.

I saw that in a basin the size of a basin, donkey meat was full and spiky.

"Chairman Ning, this dish is really a big dish!" Huo Qianqian looked eye-opening.

In the current era, especially in the north, as the main labor force for arable land, donkeys are no less valuable than scalpers.

Some villages with poor conditions, or even a donkey in a village, are often treated as treasures, let alone extravagant enough to kill and eat meat.

"Try it." Ning Xin said in a fluttering tone.

Huo looked forward at Ning Changyu and said, "Chairman Ning, you still move the first chopsticks first." Ning

Changyu did not shirk, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a large piece of donkey meat.

Seeing this, Huo Qianqian took out the piece of meat from the basin.

As soon as I took a bite, I suddenly felt a rich aroma spread out in my mouth.

The donkey skin is elastic, the donkey meat is rotten, and the taste is quite good.

"Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat in the ground, these words are really not blown out!" Huo Qianqian gulped down the meat and said vaguely.

Eat and drink.

Huo Qianqian wiped his mouth, touched his round belly and stood up: "Chairman Ning, do you think you have anything else?"

"Not yet, if there is, someone will notify you." Ning Changyu said.

"Then look..." Huo Qian rubbed his hands, an embarrassed smile on his face.

Ning Changyu turned his head and gave Ning Xin on the side a look.

Ning Xin nodded, took out a pile of big unity from the inner pocket of his blouse, and put it on the table, the old god was saying: "Your hard work, take it." "

Thank you, thank you Chairman Ning, thank you President Ning!"

Huo closed his mouth to Qianle, and after accepting the money, there was another series of thousands of thanks, and then left the box.

"Dad, I toast you!" Ning Xin held the wine glass with both hands, stood up, and said with a serious expression: "These days, although I have been scolded a lot by you, I have also learned a lot.

Ning Changyu chuckled, "As the old saying goes, if you don't get scolded, you won't grow big." You kid wait and see, over there in the garment factory, I want to find a way to fight for another week, Lao Tzu has been trading for so many years, and with his brain, he can play Su Mu's guy who has not grown hair until he is bankrupt! "

The wine glasses clashed, making a crisp sound.

The father and son laughed loudly, and their hearts were full of comfort.

To some extent, the personalities of this father and son are still very similar.

In order to deal with Su Mu, Ning Xin would rather lose money than achieve his goal.

After Ning Changyu came, he almost changed the soup without changing the medicine, using the same playing method.

The difference was that Ning Changyu had more means than Ning Xin and was more sophisticated.