Chapter 113: The Prosperous Times

Song Peiming coughed violently, his face turned red, and his fingers were so funny that he couldn't let out his anger for a while, so he couldn't speak. Jiang Wei subconsciously wanted to pat his back, stretched his hand halfway, stopped abruptly, turned his head and said to Zhang Ke, "You breathe so much, and you'll take the clothes of so many people home to wash them?" He took out a tissue, wiped off the residual liquid on the table, and splashed the coffee juice on his body.

Zhang Ke wiped off a drop of coffee from the sleeve and asked innocently: "My child's home always needs to think about it for a while, can you blame me?" Seeing that Song Peiming was angry, he said, "Uncle Song's proposal is really good, but I want to ask professionals for their opinions."

Song Peiming stroked his chest, shook his head helplessly and smiled. He could only blame himself for being too anxious and let this kid play tricks on him again.

Zhou Fu wanted to say something but stopped, thinking that someone would have to say something, but it would be better to say it in person than to say it in person. Seeing Xu Si go to the outside office to call, hesitate for a while and said, "The paper mill has a lot of financial pressure. It must reach 20 million in two months. I thought I could keep a part of the rent as a buffer..."

It is not easy for Zhou Fu to say this in front of Song Peiming. Zhang Ke knocked on the glass table and looked up at Song Peiming: "Don't use the name of early withdrawal of profits, just borrow funds from the paper mill by collateralizing the profits from the paper mill. Lao Zhou's concerns are not unreasonable. In the form of lending, by the beginning of next spring, if the paper mill's funds cannot be turned over, the district finance department will urgently return the money to us for emergency response."

"Okay," Song Peiming agreed immediately. Wang Qijiang would no longer use financial tension as an excuse to swear. When Jinhu asked the district for the money, Wang Qijiang would not dare to jump out and obstruct. Although the procedure was a little more complicated, at least two months of turnover period was added. The most critical area of ​​Shun has eliminated the resistance from Wang Qijiang. Jinhu has promoted this matter so actively and is even willing to advance the construction funds first. If Wang Qijiang wants to stop it, it really won't look at his face. "How much funds can the paper mill remit?"

"I have to listen to Zhou You's opinions on how much funds can be transferred. He is most confident about the expectations of funds returning."

Seeing that Zhang Ke had this plan, Zhou Fu stopped dissuading him. In the name of lending and lending, even if the district finance has no money at that time, as long as he has the creditors of the district finance, it is convenient to borrow temporarily from the bank. But his mind was a little bit twitching. He often had money when he wanted to do anything to pay the company. He had never heard of the serious borrowing money, and only companies with a deep background in Kumho are not afraid of the government's debt.

After Zhou You and Zhou Yun came up, Zhang Ke briefly introduced the situation.

Zhou You said: "The medium and high-end cultural paper produced by paper mills is a strong commodity in the market. We use the trial-produced paper products to test the waters. The market responds well, and there is no problem with the return of funds."

Zhang Ke smiled: "Manufacturer relationships have always been determined by the terminal market. In this way, our attitude can be stronger," he told Zhou You, "You discuss with Xie Wanshan that Jinhu can give away two more points in the price this time. I need the millions of funds in the Haizhou branch account to transfer to the paper mill account tomorrow."

Zhou You nodded: "I will talk to Xie Wanshan on the phone tonight. The funds prepared by the branch are for the paper mill. I think the problem will not be too big."

Zhang Ke knocked on the table and said to Shao Zhigang. Liu Minghui: "The project of the food court will be officially launched tomorrow," and said to Song Peiming, "The paper mill can borrow four to five million funds to be used first for the district, and the leisure green space can also start at the same time."

Jiang Wei thought to herself that no matter whether it is the paper mill or the Jinhu, there are only hundreds of thousands of working capital needed to maintain daily life. Although Jinhu obtained two or three million yuan when selling Haitai Trading shares, the funds were transferred to Zhang Ke the next day. She had no money in her hand, and the project worth tens of millions of yuan was decided to start tomorrow. No one questioned its reality. This was something Jiang Wei could not imagine before, and she had never been exposed to capital operations before.

Zhou Fu was going to rush to the new factory, and Zhang Ke and Xu Si sent Song Peiming downstairs.

The tall buildings in the front door are brightly lit, and the dark blue night sky looks very light. She sent Song Peiming away, Zhang Ke and Xu Si turn around and walk back, but see Du Fei standing on the steps in front of the building.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Ke asked in surprise, "Look for me?"

"Tang Jing said," Du Fei walked over and grabbed Zhang Ke's arm, looked at Xu Si only, and said, "I'll come and you will accompany me to drink."

Zhang Ke did not tell Tang Jing the specific address of the company, but she knew that she could find herself at Xinhaitong Building.

Zhang Ke asked Xu Si to go up and talk to Jiang Wei, Shao Zhigang, Liu Minghui and the others, and he wouldn't go up.

If anyone who experienced such a thing at the age of sixteen was not feeling good, Zhang Ke didn't know how Du Fei would face Li Zhifang in the future. Perhaps Li Zhifang could not face the students who could see through her personal relationship.

Zhang Ke didn't want to think about these things. Since he remembered it, it would be natural to accompany Du Fei to have a drink.

In 1994, there were no famous bars in Haizhou. At least Zhang Ke had no impression. Zhang Ke was used to going to bars after graduating from university and returning to Haizhou. Gone with the Wind, Piao, Captain, and the prosperous times were all famous one after another. The second floor of Yuanxiang Casino on the east side of the old factory can be considered a disco bar. Zhang Ke thought it was too noisy and the smell was not good now. He took a taxi and asked the driver to drive to Beishan Road. Beishan Road was only full of bars after 1998. Zhang Ke thought that there was always one or two bars to drink at this time, and asked the driver: "Is there a decent bar near Beishan Road?"

The driver looked back at Zhang Ke, and Du Fei looked at him. Du Fei was tall and tall, but he looked fair and did not deliberately embellish him like Zhang Ke, giving people a look that he looked very tender. However, his clothes looked like a child from a wealthy family: "Your friend looks in a bad mood?"

"I just broke up, don't you find a place to drink?"

"The bar on Beishan Road is extremely expensive. How much does it cost?" The driver turned around and drove, but his eyes were still observing Zhang Ke and Du Fei in the back seat through the rearview mirror. "I introduce my family. It is definitely a good place to relieve boredom after a broken heart..."

Zhang Ke smiled slightly. The taxi driver cooperated with the city bars, beauty salons, bathrooms, and pornographic coffee houses to catch sheep, but basically targeted outsiders who went on business trips to Haizhou. He didn't expect that he and Du Fei would be regarded as sheep, and thought that there might not be many entertainment venues in Haizhou City in the mid-1990s who were in charge of rules. Changing a car might not be able to find a regular bar. Anyway, it's drinking, so where is it not a drink? Even if he was slaughtered today, he would be knocked back if he had the chance, and he was still afraid of losing money in this?

Zhang Ke was also the one who caused trouble and said calmly: "Okay, take me there. I feel good when I go to the place. I will add ten yuan to you."

The taxi turned into the alley at the intersection of Beishan Road. The lights were dim and there were several bars, but the lintels were not eye-catching. Many official vehicles were parked under the blurred night. The taxi stopped in front of a bar. Zhang Ke looked up at the signboard and was surprised. The famous prosperous age in the future was crowded in this kind of remote place in 1994?

When Zhang Ke saw the taxi driver get off the bus, he knew that he really regarded himself as a sheep. The boss of Shengshi Nianhua made a fortune in this way, which was in line with his identity. He just didn't know when he began to learn the rules.

"You don't have to go in," Zhang Ke glanced at the taxi driver and took out fifty yuan to him. "Fifty yuan should be enough." Even if he took the money from the bar to slaughter customers, it would only be about thirty or forty yuan. Zhang Ke still wanted to come here often in the future, but he didn't want to have an unpleasant first time. After all, the boss of the prosperous age is still a well-known figure in Haizhou in the future, so it is not a bad thing to have the opportunity to meet.

The taxi driver took the money and was stunned. He subconsciously glanced at Zhang Ke's wallet and said nothing. He returned to the car. Zhang Ke and Du Fei only planned to get some snacks in the wine bar and had no intention of finding a place to eat. It was still early to walk into the bar. The waiters in the bar didn't seem to realize that they were entertaining guests now. The lights inside were very bright and the decoration was very ordinary. There were two waiters behind the bar counter. In addition, there were only three or four women sitting in the corner of the hall. The makeup was very thick, and they couldn't tell whether they were beautiful. They couldn't take off the feeling of kitsch. The two older girls held cigarettes with their fingers, which were slightly thinner than ordinary cigarettes.

In comparison, the waitress at the bar looks clear and hibiscus, wearing a purple wool robe, with a graceful figure and a big chest. She looks very young, and she is only about one or two years older than Du Fei. When Du Fei came in, he glanced at the girl sitting on the table in the corner, but looked at the girl more.

The waiter saw a guest entering the venue and dimmed the lights.

In a while, there would be more people in the hall, and it was very noisy. Zhang Ke asked the girl to take them to the private room. Zhang Ke ordered duck tongues and a bunch of foie gras snacks, and ordered a piece of dried wine. He just saw a mutton skewers at the entrance of the alley in the car. He took out fifty yuan and asked the girl to help buy it. Zhang Ke was greedy for this bite in winter, but unfortunately he didn't have many opportunities to eat.

As soon as the waitress left, the male waiter squeezed in through the crack of the door: "Two brothers, do you want the girls to drink with you?"

Zhang Ke was about to send the male waiter away, but Du Fei suddenly asked: "Zhang Ke, can all women buy it with money?"
Chapter completed!