"Dear Boss Nan, the factory has settled the matter and you can come back."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Nan Yi received a call from Leng Yan.

"Don't worry. Starting from this year, Shengchen Pharmaceutical will have a seven-day holiday every National Day. This is called the National Day Golden Week. You will notify us tomorrow. Seven days is neither long nor short. You can take a short trip so that everyone can put down their burdens and have fun.

, come back and work hard after you have finished playing, and combine work and rest, which is good for your physical and mental health."

"Come on, they can't wait to start work tonight."

"This is no good. How can I work overtime at night? This is no longer exploitative."

Leng Yan interrupted Nan Yi's colorful tune: "I know exactly when I will come back."

"Don't worry about it. Tomorrow you ask Qiao Weiping to go to Shanghai to settle the affairs of the sales department here, and then call Lin Rutie. The isatis root can be transported to the capital."

"I know, you haven't said when you will come back."

"On the morning of the 4th, there will be a meeting in the factory, and everyone from the factory office will get it."

After saying that, Nan Yi hung up the phone.

"This version of "Wang Zhaojun" is better than ATV's, but the actor Wang Zhaojun's appearance is a bit different, not as good as Wei Qiuhua." Fang Mengyin commented while watching the TV: "What is this actor's name?"

"I don't know, grandma, you can read the subtitles later."

Nan Yi responded and picked up Nan Wuwei who was about to fall asleep.

…

October 3rd.

As soon as Nan Yi returned to the capital, Xiang Huan called.

Ueto Masami has found out who is secretly selling Nanguang 010 in Tokyo. There are two people in total, one is named Li Huada and the other is named Zhou Zhengyi.

Nan Yi was familiar with these two names, and he knew that Li Huada achieved a real leap in life by selling Nan Guang 010 in his previous life. But Zhou Zhengyi, had he also sold Nan Guang 010?

Li Huada's sale of Nanguang 010 was regarded as history getting back on track. Nanyi immediately stopped looking for trouble. As for Zhou Zhengyi, Nanyi simply ignored him.

Nan Yi had just hung up the phone and was about to go upstairs to take out Nan Wuwei's clothes to bask in the sun when the black phone on the long table rang again.

"Hello, I'm Nan Yi."

"Nan Batian, where did you go and why did you come back?"

"Wang Rascal, why are you looking for me in such a hurry? You are attending a funeral."

"At seven o'clock in the evening, we will cook mutton in our courtyard. I have something good to tell you."

"knew."

The whole day was spent washing and drying. At around six o'clock in the evening, Nan Yi took Nan Wuwei to our hospital.

The tone is still the same, there is a copper hot pot in the middle, and there are several pots of hot-pot dishes on the side, mainly mutton rolls and peanuts. A group of people are leaning on the backs of chairs, some have their legs crossed, and some have one leg stepped on.

On the chair, holding a cigarette in his hand, his eyes met in the middle of the table, smoking, talking and laughing.

"Nan Batian, why did you come here and bring your son? Why don't you delay your brother's smoking?" Nan Yi just raised his legs and walked towards the table, and said to Wang Pei who was facing the door.

When Nan Yi heard Wang Pei's tone, he felt confident at one point and arrogant at the other.

"Hey, your tone is incredible. When I first came back, you came to my house and asked me for a few dollars for dinner. This was not the tone you used."

"Come on, that's Lao Huangli you're talking about. My brother is different now. He doesn't cough anymore."

Nan Yi sat next to Ye Wan, "What's wrong with the gangster? He's so arrogant. Have you paid back the money I owe you?"

"What the hell, there is no word "repay money" in his dictionary." Ye Gan said disdainfully: "I don't know who is fucking blind. Several of this grandson's books have been read and will be adapted into movies.

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"Oh, I thought I touched Santana."

Nan Yi responded and picked out two clean bowls from the table. One bowl contained dipping sauce, and the other bowl took some food from the pot.

A high chair was used as a table upwind, and Nan Wuwei was asked to sit on a low bench. Nan Yi opened another can of Coke for him and told him, "Only drink half of the can."

"Uh-huh, Dad, please have more meat."

"Dad will bring it to you later. Eat slowly and don't burn it." Nan Yi touched Nan Wuwei's head and sat down next to Ye Wan. "Old Zheng, I heard that the deputy director was appointed?"

"That's it, let's just get paid. Nanyi, I haven't seen you in a few years." Zheng Xiaolong said.

"Hey, you called me Nanyi too, you have to call me Senior Brother."

Zheng Xiaolong is a graduate of the 78th class of Peking University. Although this branch seems to have nothing to do with Peking University, if we take it seriously, Nanyi is really senior brother Zheng Xiaolong.

"Come on, I'm bigger than you. If I call you senior brother, can you handle it?"

"You don't care if I can catch it or not, it's your call."

"Just take a break." Zheng Xiaolong said, raising the glass, "Take one."

Nan Yi found a cup to pour wine for himself and clinked it with Zheng Xiaolong.

After the two had a drink, Zheng Xiaolong said again: "Nanyi, are you interested in acting?"

Nan Yi glanced at Zheng Xiaolong, "Are you kidding me?"

"It's absolutely true. Lao Li has written a new book. I think the image of the male protagonist in it is quite suitable for you. If you are interested, I will mention it to the center."

"Tell me, traitors or counterrevolutionaries."

"How can it be possible? He is an intellectual. The character's father is a scholar and his sister is a doctor."

"Don't be ridiculous, your center has been allocated funds from superiors, but is it still short of money?"

Nan Yi knows his own business, and when it comes to acting skills, he is really good, but he is an experiential person, and he plays characters in real life, not characters on the screen.

"Where are you thinking? Our center will be short of money, but it is impossible to find a solution from the outside. I really think you are suitable. The new book is called "Desire", and the protagonist is Wang Husheng..."

Zheng Xiaolong was halfway through the introduction to Nan Yi when Nan Yi interrupted him, "It's a good show, but you are unreliable. Come on, don't use me to play cymbals, just talk about things."

"Oh, it's really something. Last time, I drank with a few people, and one of them came back from New York, named Cheng Qiming. He told us about his life in New York;

This inspired me, and I wanted to write a book about going abroad, and make a TV series about people from Beijing going to the country. I had already thought of a title, so I called it "People from Beijing in New York."

"Cheng Qiming, this name sounds familiar, it can't be that grandson." After hearing what Zheng Xiaolong said, Nan Yi muttered.

"Do you want to go to New York to shoot?"

"Yes, if we really want to shoot, 90% of the scenes will have to be shot in New York."

Nan Yi waved his hand, "I've got it figured out. When you start shooting, let me know and I'll find you a place to stay in New York."

Zheng Xiaolong smiled and said, "Thanks in advance."

Nan Yi remembered that the TV series "Beijing in New York" was supposed to be broadcast in 1993 or 1994. Even if it was filmed a year in advance, it would have been in 1992 at the earliest. He really didn't expect that the idea would come to him now.

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But it’s not surprising that some dramas may take decades from script to filming, but a span of five or six years is really nothing.

"Nanyi, I have a buddy who just came back from Erenhot in the north of Saibei. He was doing border trade between the Soviet Union and Mongolia. He said that the trade there was very easy. All the cars imported by the Soviet Union were transferred there.

It’s easy to get a car by walking, and Mongolia also wants our daily necessities, clothes, and tea, and we make a lot of money every time we go in and out.”

Seeing that Nan Yi and Zheng Xiaolong had ended the conversation, Ye Wan took advantage of every opportunity to speak.

"Why, you are tempted and want to get involved?"

"I'm really excited. I plan to go there and have a look first. If it's really easy to do, I'll set up a shelf and find someone to help me watch. I'll still sit in the capital."

"Do you have any spare money?"

"No." Ye Gan shook his head, "It's not difficult to raise money. I can raise twenty or thirty from just a few people."

"Then be careful and write a will before you go. If something unexpected happens, leave your shares to me. Don't worry, I will help take care of your family."

"Fuck you, you don't know how to say a nice word." Ye Wan scolded with a smile.

Nan Yi took some mutton and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing it, he said: "Border trade is easy to do now, but there are no simple people doing it. Whether it's the Soviet revisionists or the Mongolian people, they are ruthless."

The characters here are not bad either. If you are not fierce, you will not be able to eat this bowl of rice."

The Peace Dove and the intelligence team have long jointly formed a "Cossack Action Team". Under the leadership of the team leader Petrovsky, their eyes have covered all the ports on the border between Mongolia and the Soviet Union, as well as several K3 train lines.

As a major transfer station, their main task is to protect the safety of Nan's cargo.

Now that the spy has spread, Nanyi naturally has a certain understanding of the gangsters and knife-edge eaters on the border. The border is not peaceful, but the domestic side is fine. When entering Mongolia, there are several groups of people relying on the railway line.

and highway lines for a living.

These people still follow the rules now. They take a long-term approach to catch big fish. They only sell goods without killing people. They also pay attention to strategy. They eat what they can eat and let go of what they can't.

"Why are you panicking? Who are we? We are wolves, and we can be scared by wild dogs." Ye Gan made a sound and said seriously: "I don't plan to go alone. I will find two good people to follow me."

"You can't make enough money, and your life is at stake."

Nan Yi said something, took out the vegetables he had just thrown into the pot to cook, and brought the bowl to Nan Wuwei.

Pulling the dish into Nan Wuwei's bowl, Nan Yi picked up the can and felt the weight, "You're not good, you've already drank more than half of it."

"Dad, perm."
To be continued...