In the evening, Wende Guang came to Feng Yu's house. Upon hearing his son say that Feng Yu's brother-in-law could help him get into the best high school in the city, he hurried over to confirm it. Feng Xing Tai was stunned at the time, could Xiao Li really have such skills?
But seeing his son desperately giving him signals, he could only hum and haw and agree, saying he would take care of it. After Wende Guang left, Feng Xing Tai immediately turned his face, brandishing a feather duster and questioning Feng Yu about what was going on.
"Find a companion, maybe next year my sister will get married and move out. I can't live in Ice City alone, can you be at ease?"
Seeing his son's annoying look, Feng Xing Tai really wanted to hit him. But his son's words made sense; he was also worried about his son studying alone outside, and his daughter would eventually get married.
"Can Xiao Li really get it done?" Feng Xing Tai didn't quite believe it.
"It's already done. Now it's the principal's responsibility. The vice-principal has already passed the note to the admissions office. Don't look at me like that, when has your son ever lied to you?"
"When you were four, you said the water spilled on the bed when you wet it. When you were six, you said the wind broke the cherry tree at Old Li's house, and when you were eight..."
"Alright, Dad, are you saying I'm the one you picked up?" Feng Yu was speechless. His father was about to bring up his past, and he had to interrupt and stop him. He was a genius, and he would be a legend, a role model for everyone, and someone would write a biography about him. These things must be forgotten by his father as soon as possible. If they were written in a book, it would be embarrassing!
The next morning, Feng Yu, with his backpack, went to the field office with Wen Dong Jun, then took a bus and swayed his way to the city.
"Here, Xiao Yu." Li Shiqiang was waving frantically outside the crowd.
"Brother Li, this is my childhood friend Wen Dong Jun. Dong Jun, this is Brother Li, my sister's boyfriend."
"You too, let's go, the car is up front."
After getting into the jeep, Wen Dong Jun immediately said excitedly, "Brother Li, you can afford a jeep? Can everyone in the city afford one?"
Li Shiqiang said awkwardly, "Not really. In the city, only a few people have cars, most are public vehicles. This car is borrowed from a friend who works in the city's car team. This car is basically a retired one, only used for trips to the countryside. I give him two packs of cigarettes each time. But I heard these cars are going to be phased out and might be sold at a low price. I'm planning to buy one."
Feng Yu's eyes lit up, "Brother Li, the city is phasing out a batch of cars? Are there any Volgas?"
This old jeep, when it runs, dust flies everywhere, and it's freezing in winter. A Volga would be much better, that's a real car.
"No Volgas, but there are Ladas (Soviet-made, very common in Heilongjiang in the 1980s, used as taxis in Beijing) and Passats, and the prices are not too high."
"Buy a Lada for no more than 20,000 yuan, use the company's money. You can use it normally, and when there's business, use it to pick up and drop off clients. I don't like Passats."
"Isn't the company's money supposed to be used for something else, not to buy a car?"
"What's there to be afraid of, someone will send money soon."
Feng Yu and Li Shiqiang talked about buying a car, and Wen Dong Jun was stunned. What's going on? Buy a car for no more than 20,000 yuan? That's 20,000 yuan, he had never seen so much money in his life. And the company, what were they talking about?
"We're here. The owner of this restaurant is a descendant of a Qing dynasty imperial chef, and the lamb dishes are especially delicious. You two go in and order some dishes, I'll go pick up your sister."
Wen Dong Jun hadn't been to the city for several years. This time, the changes were significant. The clothes people wore were very beautiful, and the restaurant was huge, with enough space for a dozen tables, enough for a wedding in the farm.
"Waiter, order some dishes. One small lamb chop, one sweet and sour pork, one special beef, one eight-treasure chicken, one squirrel fish. Hmm, all meat dishes, too greasy. Add a refreshing radish dish, and four cans of Jolly Cola. That's it."
Feng Yu ordered a large number of dishes in one breath, and both the waiter and Wen Dong Jun were stunned. Whether they could finish all the dishes or not, these dishes were not cheap, and this table would cost at least several dozen yuan.
Seeing the waiter looking at him, Feng Yu waved his hand and said, "My brother-in-law went to pick up my sister, quickly send the menu to the kitchen. The dishes will come, and they should be here soon."
The waiter looked at Feng Yu, not thinking he was a fraud, and nodded, going to pass the order.
"Xiao Yu, you ordered so many expensive dishes, won't your brother-in-law be upset?" Wen Dong Jun said softly.
"That's nothing, my brother-in-law has money, don't worry. If you order too little, he'll be upset with me."
The dishes were just served when Li Shiqiang and Feng Dan Ying arrived. They didn't say anything about the dishes being too many, and they urged Wen Dong Jun to start eating. The two kids must be starving.
Feng Yu and Wen Dong Jun didn't hesitate, sweeping the table like a storm. They were in their growing years, and young boys could eat a lot, but they finished the entire table of dishes.
Feng Yu sipped his soda and chatted with Li Shiqiang, "Brother Li, are you still running to Shenyang these days?"
"Of course, if I let those guys rest and still pay them, they just play poker every day."
The job of running errands to exchange small denomination treasury bills was almost gone, and now it was just trading between the two cities. Feng Yu had these young men work at Taihua Company, but so far, besides cleaning the warehouse and doing renovations, there was no other work.
Including food and accommodation, the monthly salary was 700 yuan. The money Li Shiqiang earned from running to Shenyang was just enough to cover the expenses.
"Brother Li, these are the future backbone. Take advantage of the free time to train them. I guarantee they will help us earn more money in the future."
Feng Yu now needed intermediaries from the future. They could sell goods at high prices, knew what was in demand where, and knew where to buy things.
But for the Ice City market, training these people for a month would be enough. To truly become competent, it would depend on whether they were suitable for the job.
Wen Dong Jun was stunned. Brother Li often went to Shenyang to play? Brother Li hired people and paid them to play poker every day? And what did Feng Yu say about training people?
"Alright, I believe you. Are you full? Let's go, we'll go shopping. You two are going to high school, you need to buy some new clothes." Li Shiqiang also knew that the old Russian would come again in a few days, and they would definitely make a lot of money.
At the mall, Wen Dong Jun's eyes widened. The mall was huge, and the clothes were very beautiful. There were so many clothes for sale, more lively than the market in the farm. There were even toy guns that looked like real guns.
Li Shiqiang took them to have a good time in Ice City for two days, and he didn't even go to Shenyang. Wen Dong Jun finally broadened his horizons. The city was better than the farm, and he had to come to the city to study!