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    138. The young man here tomorrow is the opening of the bookstore.  ~ And this afternoon, Yang Min was rarely tidying up at home.  It’s not that I’m planning to attend tomorrow’s opening ceremony. My son, the real boss, won’t come forward. As the empress dowager of Yunzhong Bookstore, how can my mother help?  Speaking of which, when Yang Min heard her son talk about building a big bookstore two months ago, she actually didn’t take it to heart.  Isn’t it just a bookstore?  Go out of Qinggu Street and walk towards Xiuhu Lake, cross a street, and then cross the Suhua stone bridge that has experienced hundreds of years of wind and rain, and you will find the Xiuhu branch of Yuezhou Xinhua Bookstore.  The two-story building was built in 1979 when I was working as a worker in an embroidery factory.  At that time, my biggest pastime every Sunday afternoon was to put on wide-brimmed white cotton sunhats and dresses that covered most of my little legs with my little sisters in the factory; go shopping in the bookstore, Cicada Frog  On a humming May day, sometimes half a bottle of orange soda is filled in the kettle.  It is also common to see a handsome guy wearing glasses. It is said that he is a teacher from Xiuhu Middle School that has been demolished long ago. The girls in the factory often talk about him behind his back.  I originally thought that the days are still long. After today, there is still tomorrow. After this year, there is still next year. After that, there is still summer. After the autumn, there is still winter. After the frosty days, I can see next year coming again. It is still the same.  It’s the south of the Yangtze River where peach blossoms and catkins are floating in March; But time, time, more than twenty years of great time, just in the blink of an eye.  Even his own son has to open such a small bookstore, where he holds books every day and reads the autumn moon, summer lotus, and winter snow.  Yang Min didn’t know that she was wrong, and she was completely wrong.  So when she saw the magnificent glass castle of Yunzhong Bookstore on TV for the first time, she smiled stupidly at Yang Yi: "Son, when will you be able to open such a big bookstore, my mother will definitely  I don’t care whether you go to school or not.” Then she saw her son holding a mouthful of food, his cheeks bulging, like a toad dug out of its hole during hibernation: “Mom…I…  This, I think I told you, this Yunzhong Bookstore is opened by me." Yang Min picked up a chopstick of vegetables and said "oh" casually, and then suddenly his whole body turned to stone.  Now, a bowl of lotus seed and white fungus soup has turned into a strange soup that is neither salty nor sweet.  "This Yunzhong Bookstore, the one shown on TV, was it you who did it?" "Yes, didn't I say it from the beginning? I want to build a bookstore, a big one!" Yang Yi was helpless.  He took out the green vegetables from the lotus seed soup, then winked and smiled: "You just said, if I can open such a big bookstore, then you don't care whether I go to school or not!" Even though I haven't started school yet!  After recovering from the shock, Yang Min still put down her chopsticks categorically: "I didn't say it. When did I say it? Find someone to prove it!" Yang Yi: "" Yang Min didn't care about his son's depressed face.  With a resentful look on her face, she continued to question her for a long time, and finally she was sure that her son was not crazy, nor did he deliberately tease her. This bookstore did indeed belong to her son.  ~ "You kid, this is too scary. Why don't you tell your mother about tens of millions of dollars! What if you are deceived by others? What if you don't succeed? You won't be able to exchange this for the rest of your life.  Money!" As he spoke, Yang Min became excited again, and her voice rose sharply.  Yang Yi sighed, looked directly at his mother who had activated the violent skill, and said only one sentence, as if she had cast a purification spell to calm Yang Min down: "I mentioned it to you no less than four times, look at you  No response, it’s because you have a big vision and don’t care about the tens of millions. "Nonsense, I don’t care about the tens of millions. If you mentioned it to me, I will definitely remember it." "You will remember it every time!"  I was rushing out to build the Great Wall. When I said it, you said, "Yeah, yeah," do you remember it?" Yang Min blushed and stopped talking. After a while, she became angry and said: "You deliberately picked me out to fight.  You said it during mahjong, right? I don’t care, you have to go to this school honestly.” At this point, what else could Yang Yi say, and he nodded speechlessly.  Anyway, with Yu Pu's care, going to school is just in name, and it's just a matter of going to school for a week.  Seeing that Yang Yi stopped talking, Yang Mincai giggled in disbelief and said: "Son, this bookstore really belongs to you? Then won't there be a ribbon-cutting next week? Do you want to dress up?" This son of his,  So good.  Because of his writing achievements, Yang Min asked Yang Min to buy embroidery products from the embroidery factory early.After I quit my working life, I cooked beef giblets and breakfast for my son every morning. Then I went to Xiuhu Park for morning exercises. After that, I passed by the vegetable market and picked out meat and vegetables. When my son came back, he would make lunch. If his son didn’t come back, he would deal with it casually.  Then in the afternoon, I went to the activity room at the entrance of the alley to play mahjong; there were dancing activities after dinner The days were so nourishing that I even wanted to laugh in my dreams.  (Ye Zi·You~You) What she likes to do most now is to pretend to ask about the current situation of the children of the neighbors, and then sigh and say that her Yang Yi finally got into high school, which is not a worry.  I write tofu pieces every day to submit articles, so what if the royalties can support my family?  It will be the same if she can't go to college in the future Then she waited for others to ask about Yang Yi's situation in great surprise, and finally looked at those people who were obviously very depressed, but they still had to comfort her with complicated expressions. That feeling, even if she loses  It’s just as cool to have money.  Dress up?  Attending the ribbon cutting?  Yang Dun suddenly looked strange, but he could also understand in his heart that hoping that his son would become a successful child was probably the ultimate wish of all parents in the world.  Nowadays, it is rare that my son is so promising. Of course, he wants to show off in front of everyone. I wish everyone in the world would know - look, the boss of Yunzhong Bookstore is my son!  Even Yang Yi himself doesn’t have that little bit of vanity?  Every boy has had a heroic dream when he was young. In the dream, he is unparalleled and one day he will be able to put on the golden armor and holy clothes, step on the colorful auspicious clouds, and appear in front of everyone with great charisma!  Just look at those coal bosses who suddenly got rich, and you will know that no matter how ignorant they are, they still have such intentions. Otherwise, you would think that they drive Hummers that look like small houses, and they still have a lot of stuff in the car.  A big Tibetan mastiff, what is this for?  Yang Yi feels that since his rebirth, he has become somewhat confused about his age. Are he a sixteen-year-old boy or a thirty-three-year-old uncle?  It's a bit like Zhuangzi's Dream of Butterflies.  But no matter what, he has everything an ordinary man should have, including vanity of course.  But in the end, he decided to hide behind the scenes, just like Shen Songzhi warned him and Su Wan after the New Year's Day incident: "There are many people who like you in the world, but there are definitely many people who don't like you. Compared to the former, they may  It's even scarier, because there must be a reason for not liking someone! " "For example, you became famous too early, too famous, too young, or you inadvertently affected the interests of others No matter whether these people's reasons are reasonable or not!  , in short, I just hate you. So, if you can hide your clumsiness in the future, it’s better to hide it as much as possible! Xiaowan has already made a mistake in front of the public, and there is no way to deny it. As for you, just do it yourself!”  Not only Shen Song said this, but Jiang Jianmo also nodded in agreement after listening to Yang Yi repeat what Mr. Shen said: "What the old man said is indeed reasonable. This time, let's forget it! Besides, after passing the country  In the case of the cotton factory, even if your bookstore has been labeled by me, there is no guarantee that someone will deliberately target you after knowing the identity of the big boss. "So when it comes to deciding who will attend the ribbon-cutting, the poor fat boss once again.  He was pushed to the front desk. Anyway, he was wide and fat, so he was a perfect target.  And what Yang Min is packing now is a set of formal winter clothes that she just bought for her son. According to Yang Yi, there is a company meeting in the afternoon, and she is not willing to let others look down on her son because of his immature appearance.  … … January of 1998 was the Lunar New Year in three days. In the eyes of the older generation, only then could it be considered the real 1998.  There are many storms brewing in the outside world, and they may explode without warning in the next moment, or in a few months.  But in Yuezhou, in this city with lush camphor trees and small bridges and flowing water even in winter, a roundtable meeting with a weird atmosphere is unfolding.  Wu Shi, the man whom Luo Ge jokingly calls Wu Bai’s younger brother, is the Jing’an store manager of the Xinhua System Magic City. He is the kind of person who can’t be found in a crowd.  He smokes, drinks, and jokes, and occasionally tells some dirty jokes, just like all men who have passed their age in the middle and lower classes of society. It is hard to tell that he is a manager in the book industry, and it is difficult for people to believe that he is working in the book industry.  Under the auspices, the Jing'an store's profit ranked first in the Xinhua system of the Magic City for three consecutive years.  In addition to this unattractive man, who is about to be appointed as the general manager of Yunzhong Bookstore, the other three are also good people recruited by Luo Geduo. One is the general manager of the cultural supplies department of Yuezhou Guomao City, and is now in charge of the bookstore's store hall affairs.  ; One is the director of the human resources department of Yangzi Publishing House, and is now responsible for the human resources department of Yunzhong Bookstore; the last one has nothing to do with the book industry.?The financial director of an emerging advertising company, but he came from a scholarly family. This time I heard that Yunzhong Book City was coming to recruit him, so he agreed to change jobs without much hesitation.  So when these people who can be called elites within Yuezhou saw the legendary big boss Yang Yi enter the scene, even though they were all people who had experienced ups and downs, they still couldn't help but look for something on the table.  Holding the dropped chin.  Wu Shi and Luo Ge were familiar with each other, and they had probably hung out together in the past. They stared at the fat manager next to Yang Yi with strange eyes, and pursed their lips suspiciously: "Mr. Luo, you are being naughty again.  ? Bring your nephew to scare us? Let me tell you, our medical insurance is provided by the company!" Luo Ge smiled at Yang Yi with a very embarrassed expression: "That's what Lao Wu is.  , you will know more about it in the future, but he does have a way of doing book business." Oh?  Yang Yi raised his eyebrows. Even Luo Ge, who was generous with his compliments, seemed to have some real abilities. However, this Wu Shi looked like the manager of the foot bath city, and he should have nothing to do with the book city.  Bar?  But looking at Luo Ge again, Yang Yi felt relieved. As the saying goes, a tortoise looks for a tortoise, and a wild dog looks for a coyote. How can someone who can drink and eat meat with Fatty Luo be a serious person?  Immediately, he smiled at a few people in the small conference room and stood in the middle of their surprised eyes.  This meeting will be held in the business administration building next to Yunzhong Bookstore. There are six floors in total. The top floor is reserved for Su Wan as a studio. The fourth and fifth floors are reserved by Yang Yi for future online cloud services.  Zhongshucheng.  And where they are now is the third floor, the central brain of the bookstore.  ??Looking up casually, you can see the blue color of Xiuhu Lake in the distance. Between Xiuhu Lake and Yunzhong Square, there are layers of old southern houses, separated by crisscrossing waterways into squares of green and black.  In the opposite direction, there is Yuezhou New City, which is prosperous and prosperous, just like the bookstore under their feet.  Yang Yi noticed the small movements of several people looking at each other, but acted as if he didn't see it at all. He just flipped through the information of these people, his brows slightly squeezed together: "I don't know who among you can give me the concept of Cultural Moore."  Explain it?" The straightforward question, without any unnecessary greetings or opening remarks, actually made several elites in the book industry secretly stop looking at him.  "The transliteration of ma11 refers to the one-stop service of the cultural industry, and it is definitely not limited to the book industry!" In just one sentence, several people who had never been exposed to this concept before immediately became interested in Yang  A different look.  Several people had originally suspected that if this kid was really his big boss, then he was probably a second-generation prodigy, or the son of a wealthy businessman.  But now, he couldn't help but overturn his guess, and at the same time, he showed corresponding curiosity and surprise.  "What the boss means is to build this Yunzhong Bookstore into a new model that combines culture with technology, creativity, tourism, and consumption? A comprehensive industrial chain, not just defined as a big bookstore?" Awesome!  Yang Yi glanced at Wu Shi, who took the initiative. He only gave an introduction, and he was able to extend his thinking to aspects he had never touched before and draw inferences from one example.  “Compared to a cheater like me, who only plagiarizes ideas and concepts, and knows little about everything else, I am really much better.  If I hadn't relied on the foresight experience of my previous life, I would have been greatly embarrassed this time.
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