"Do you want to apply for a patent for a small supercomputer?"

"It's a big deal to apply. If someone really wants to imitate it, what can you do? You're just staring at me. Think about ways to do technology and publicity, and how long can a single business be done."

"I understand, understand, follow the instructions of Mr. Grandma." Chen Yuxiu said in a slight manner.

"Crazy line, arrange the car and estimate the time. Dinner time will arrive in the village." Nan Yi spat and said.

"good."

After breakfast, Nan Yi went back to his room and called Xianggu, and then took Nan Wuwei to Shenqian Bay.

Not far from the bay, there is a wasteland covered with weeds. This is exactly the end of the Wenchang militia company patrol. When they patrol here, they would turn around. Then they would go there and belong to the responsibility area of ​​other militia companies.

The grass in this wasteland grew very lush. At that time, several militia companies, border soldiers, and many fleeing Hong Kong people agreed that this place was a place to solve their physiological needs. The land had been nourished for decades and its fertility was extraordinary.

This wasteland does not belong to the collective land of any village, so many people take advantage of loopholes to build simple houses, simple workshops, and simple offices here.

"Dad, stinky."

As soon as he walked into the grass, Na Wuwei covered his nose and said.

Nan Yi took away Nan Wuwei's hand covering his nose and said, "Don't be afraid of odor. If you smell it more, you will get used to it."

"Yeah."

Although Nan Wuwei still felt very smelly, he did not cover his nose anymore, but just stepped his calves faster.

Nan Yi and the others soon came to the next to two simple houses connected together. The simple house was really simple, with a frame built from wood, and then topped it with a cushion around it to shelter the wind and rain, which could block the sun.

"Wuwei, go and ring the doorbell. If they ask you what you are here for, you will say you are here to buy weight loss pills."

Nan Wuwei looked at the simple room up and down, left and right, and said suspiciously: "Dad, I didn't see any doorbell."

"Then you just use your mouth to learn the sound of the doorbell."

"Oh." Nan Wuwei nodded, raised his hands and wrapped them in a circle in front of his mouth, and shouted: "Dingdong, Dingdong, Dingdong."

In fact, there is no need for Na Wuwei to "ring the doorbell". In the simple house with air leakage everywhere, a person who was absent from the scene had already seen the arrival of four people outside.

"Lao Ren, someone is coming from outside."

"Are you a customer?" Ren Youwei put down the weight loss pills he was counting and asked with his head up.

"It shouldn't be the case, three adults and a child."

When Ren Youwei heard this, he turned his head and looked out through the gap in the wall, and then stood up and walked outside.

"Nan Yi, why are you here?"

"Come here to see if you starve to death. Who will I ask for debts if you are going to die?" Nan Yi said with a smile: "My son, Nan Wuwei."

Ren Youwei greeted Nan Wuwei first, and then said with a frown: "It's almost the same if you haven't died. The product can't be sold at all. It's been several days since a box of medicine."

"Haha, it's just right that you can't sell. If your weight loss pills are really as good as you can, you still need to sell them? Besides, you didn't choose the right way. Look at how many fat people are on the street?"

At this time, some women in China have begun to care about their figure, but they have no awareness of losing weight. They are now the world of aerobics, and if they can sell weight loss pills, they will be terrible.

"I also found that Hua Yao's path was wrong, but he was still holding two boxes of weight loss pills in his hand, which was worth more than 3,000 yuan."

"Do some discounts to others, think of other ways. Do business, you can make a profit. This time you will be considered as paying some tuition." Nan Yi said, reaching out to drive away the green-headed flies flying above Nan Wuwei's head, "I said, Lao Ren, I won't clean up at the side, and attract more flies."

"It's useless to clean up. There are flies and mosquitoes nearby. If you sit inside, there will be fewer flies inside."

Ren Youwei welcomed Nan Yi and others into the "office" and did not pour water for the few people. It was not that he didn't want to pour it, but that there was no extra cup.

"Nan Yi, I'm under a lot of pressure now. There are 14 people who want to eat with me. If Hua Yao doesn't get in again, it won't last long."

"This is how you do business. It's not like you used to be a manager in a state-owned enterprise. You get paid at the right time and don't worry about anything. Just wait and get used to it." Nan Yi said lightly.

In terms of pressure, Nan Yike is much more than Ren Youwei now. More than 100,000 people follow the Nan family for dinner, and the monthly salary is more than 50 million US dollars, which is even more important in the middle and end of the year. It will cost hundreds of millions of US dollars at one time, which will drop an average of nearly 75 million US dollars per month.

There are nearly 100 research institutes and laboratories, hundreds of scientific expedition teams that have been active outside for a long time, spending over one billion US dollars a year.

The important industries of Nan's family, Shennong Nangrain and Third Biopharma, have not brought any profits to Nan's family so far. The former has balanced revenue and expenditure, while the latter is still investing continuously.

At present, the Nanshi relies entirely on plundering funds from finance, and Nanshi's hammer and stick to make some money, investing in the technical field. If you don't persist until the last moment in research and development, all the previous investment will be gone, and Nanshi's income cannot be stopped, nor can it be stopped.

As long as the Nan family has no input for two months, the cash flow will be tight. If they cannot take up new inputs in time, they will immediately fall into a vicious cycle and be forced to use gold reserves. Then the situation will fall into erosion and decay quickly.

Every day, Nan family has the possibility of bankruptcy. Every minute, Nan Yi has to face the crisis of everything returning to zero. How could he not be under much pressure?

If Nan Yi hadn't had a big heart, he would have been fucking depression.

"It's hard to bear, Nan Yi, do you have anything to give me advice?" Ren Youwei looked at Nan Yi with anticipation.

"Have you heard of the seven countries and eight systems?"

Ren Youwei thought for a while and said, "What you are talking about is that our country's telecommunications equipment comes from seven countries, covering eight standards?"

"Yes, when I was in Yaqing before, I used the Hax switch from Xiangjun Hongnian Company in my office. The quality is not as good as the products from Western countries, but it is much better than our domestic ones.

Moreover, compared with Western products, it is much cheaper, which means there is a larger price difference." Nan Yi smiled and continued: "According to your connections, it is not difficult to sell a few units a month. I don't have to say anything more, right?"

Ren Youwei's eyes lit up and he said in a temptation: "Do you have Hongnian's contact information?"

Ren Youwei is a headless fly, a wild dog driven into a poor alley. He has no direction at all. He only knows that he should make money to support himself, his family, and his employees.

"Yes, but I have nothing to do with Hongnian. You have to negotiate whether the agent can take it or not. Hongnian has sold a lot of products in China. You can try to contact your acquaintances to see who can get involved with them. It will be easier to talk about if you have an intermediary introduction."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

"Don't thank you, your hard days are still behind, so let's take it slowly." Nan Yi looked around and said, "There is nothing good here, so I won't stay for a long time. I'll come and visit you if you change your office one day."

"How many days will you stay in Shenzhen?"

"I'm leaving soon. If you want to treat me to dinner, next time, I just went to a pharmaceutical factory to be the director. The situation is not better than yours. I'm waiting for dinner with hundreds of mouths."

"Okay, I'll take you out, and I was thinking of treating you to my house for dinner."

“Have a chance.”

After leaving Huayao Company, Nan Yi took Nan Wuwei to Zhongying Street again and met a vulgar fat man.

"Where is the money?"

"Where is the goods?"

"Aren't you a drug deal?"

"Hehe, 200,000 Hong Kong dollars." Wang Wei smiled wretchedly and handed Nan Yi two stacks of money.

Nan Yi took it, stuffed the money into his pocket, and said to Wang Yu: "I saw Li Zhengdong on the street yesterday. It seemed that his life was not very satisfactory. You can try to invite him to sign in Donglaiwu, either by signing a year or by signing a department contract."

"Nan Sheng, he just lost one." Wang Feng frowned.

"Who hasn't lost the whole Xiangba except you? Modern dramas are not effective, you can try costume dramas. Li Zhengdong wears ancient costumes and looks like a master of martial arts."

"Haha, I'm a businessman, how can I not make money?"

"Because the current market of Xianglu movies is good, invite more directors and actors to start a few more dramas a year. I plan to let Donglaiwu go public."

"It's good to go public, I can get a director."

"Not a director, you are the chairman."

"Hehehe, that's even better." Wang Wei's face smiled again.

Wang Wei's grandson likes to pretend to be stupid, and Nan Yi doesn't like this very much. This is obviously a shame for his ability.

"Have you brought your home certificate?"

"Of course you have to bring your homecoming pass when you come to Zhongying Street."

"That happens, you can go and invite Li Zhengdong in person, and it seems a little more sincere."

"Mr. Nan, what do you want to tell me? What do I do?"

"Stop it. Huang Feihong's movie hasn't been released for several years. The audiences of Guan Dexing's Iron Horse Hard Bridge are tired of watching it. If you want something different, you must know what to do."

"Huang Feihong" has been popular in Xiangwu for a long time. It can be said to be a popular IP. Nan Yi has never taken the initiative to understand it. He also learned from the news that Guan Dexing has been filmed alone from the late 1940s to the early 1980s, and in more than 1930s, he has filmed more than 80 films in more than 30 years.

In addition to the filming of others, more than 100, dozens of movies have been released so far.

But in Nanyi's memory, the Huang Feihong series will continue to be shot, and it is a big shot, which shows that Huang Feihong has a great potential. In addition, he has seen Li Zhengdong's Huang Feihong, so he naturally knows how classic it is. With a few Huang Feihong films, Donglaiwu will definitely make a lot of profits.

If Wang Wei can produce several movies with good box office, he can just push Donglaiwu to the market while taking advantage of his good performance.

The Xiangwu movie market is now striking upwards. Donglaiwu can follow the market completely. The stock price will rise all the way. At a suitable price, Nanyi can cash out all the shares in his hands.

In a few years, the publicity role of Donglaiwu will be weakened. Before it becomes meaningless to the Nan family, it is a good idea to make the last profit for the Nan family and make use of the Yuguang and Yusheng.

...

Another day when Li Zhengdong was sitting bored in his small store. At this time, a vulgar fat man suddenly walked in outside the door.

Li Zhengdong stood up and said subconsciously: "Hello, welcome to the International Martial Arts Development Company... Ah, Director Wang, why are you here?"

Although Wang Wei is not the most awesome director in Xiangwu, if anyone in Xiangwu film and television industry says he doesn’t know him, there is only one possibility - show off.

Li Zhengdong made several films in Xiangkou and directed and acted by himself. He had many contacts with the people behind the scenes in Xiangkou's film and television industry. Of course, he knew Wang Wu and of course he also knew the existence of Donglaiwu.

At this moment, Li Zhengdong was excitedly thinking: "Director Wang appears here. Is he going to invite me to film?"

"Hello, Li Sheng, I am Wang Feng, Donglaiwu Media."
To be continued...