Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Is it looking for the two of us or who?" Jiang Zhijun asked.

"I'm just looking for you, and I said it's a trivial matter to ask." The student is a passer-by and knows very little.

Ding Shiyi originally had his own job and was not really a management intelligence department. At this time, he frowned and said: "Old Jiang, since Professor Yang is looking for it, you can go there."

Jiang Zhijun suddenly became nervous.

As soon as Qiao's people entered the door, Yang Rui came to find himself. What does this mean?

Jiang Zhijun looked at Ding Shiyi, smiled bitterly, and said, "Then I'll go take a look."

"Okay, you do it cheaply." Ding 11 couldn't say anything. I want to give Yang Rui some benefits in exchange for a genetic engineering laboratory to lower the price. This is a good thing everyone has discussed. If Yang Rui is angry with Zhike because of this, whether it is Ding 11 or Jiang Zhijun, or Wen Zelin and Jiaochang who have not come. Long, there is no way.

Especially with the participation of Qiao Office, Ding 11 would have nothing to say.

What is going on can only be decided on the spot by Jiang Zhijun.

"Let's talk about the regulations first, what do you think is acceptable." Jiang Zhijun took a few steps forward, and then walked back uneasy.

In case Yang Rui puts forward an unacceptable price, he can't be blamed on his own.

The student in front became impatient and could not rush, so he stood on the side of the road and looked at the two of them.

Ding Shixi couldn't say much, and whispered: "Let's watch it, at least keep half of it."

After speaking, Ding Shixi paused, and said in a lower voice: "If you really can't keep it, let us have 2 million left!"

The number of 2 million was proposed by Yang Rui when Zhike was established that day.

At that time, Yang Rui said that Zhike could make at least 2 million yuan a year.

For the desperately poor Ding Shixi and others, 2 million is a very attractive, even a number that is unimaginable.

At that time, Ding Shixi was ready for Yang Rui to brag.

Who can imagine that Zhike has made tens of millions this year, and after next year’s output value reaches 100 million, profits are bound to double. It is also too large that the minds of a few people have been inflated.

However, after being pierced back by Yang Rui's semi-soft nails, both Ding Shixi and Jiang Zhijun's swelling hearts shrank a little.

When setting the bottom line at this time, Ding Shixi felt that 2 million seemed to be good.

However, it is true that it cannot be lowered any more, if it is lower... Ding 11 feels that it can only be tolerated.

Jiang Zhijun didn't think Yang Rui would overpower it so much, but Qiao's car did put him a lot of pressure.

Jiang Zhijun just nodded and said, "I will do my best."

Ding Shiyiyao wished Jiang Zhijun success, he returned to the shadow of the corner, took out a cigarette, like a spy, silently lowered his head and smoked it. He didn't dare to sit in the car now, what he was driving today was a military license, and he didn't want to be seen by people from Qiao.

Jiang Zhijun followed the steps of the students leading the way, and it didn't take long for him to see Yang Rui.

A young cadre, sitting opposite Yang Rui, said something with a smile.

In front of Yang Rui, there was a set of tea sets that Jiang Zhijun brought back from the south and gave it to Yang Rui.

"Old ginger, ah, trouble you to come back again. Just now Director Hu asked about this, I just wanted to find you and ask too." Yang Rui said, patted his forehead and laughed:

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce, this is the director of the Chemical Drug Promotion Office, Director Hu Chihu."

"Professor Yang is a scholar, and the introducer is not in his own business. Your job is to introduce science to the general public." After Hu Chi became a secretary, his speech was not the same.

Jiang Zhijun was a little dazed, as if he didn't quite understand the situation in front of him.

"Old ginger, sit and drink the tea I made." Yang Rui was on the big coffee table and set aside the wooden tea table.

The gifts Jiang Zhijun gave were naturally of a certain standard. The authentic mahogany tea table is about one meter long and glowing with beautiful maroon red. Nowadays, mahogany is not cheap. Although there are still many in various places, the harvesting is also very powerful. Most importantly, the transportation cost is expensive.

Of course, the so-called expensive is incomparable to later generations.

A tea table made of pure mahogany products, placed 30 years later, may sell for tens of thousands of yuan or more, but at the moment of 1986, that is, at the level of several hundred yuan, this has to be eaten by layers of channels. profit.

On the tea table is a set of Jingdezhen porcelain.

Porcelain in Jingdezhen has always been not cheap, so it's natural to use it as a gift.

Even so, it is beyond Jiang Zhijun's understanding to open the gift as soon as he leaves, and to open it so confidently.

He stupidly sat opposite Yang Rui, next to Hu Chi, cautiously greeted him, then held up the teacup and took a sip.

"How's it going?" Yang Rui asked.

"Very good." What can Jiang Zhijun say.

Yang Rui smiled and said, "I didn't make it well, but you gave it the tea."

"A few pu'er cakes are worthless." Jiang Zhijun was a little embarrassed.

The set of tea utensils he gave was very heavy, and the value was not cheap. Correspondingly, it reduced the investment in tea. After all, it was just a gift, not for himself, so he bought the unpopular Pu'er tea.

Compared to the expensive Longjing Maojian and other green teas, Pu'er ranks behind black tea. Many people have not even heard of it now.

Originally as a gift, Pu'er was also considered appropriate.

Just sitting face-to-face and watching the other party praise the tea he sent, Jiang Zhijun's cheeks became hard.

Yang Rui was indeed very satisfied. After pouring tea to Jiang Zhijun, he said: "I just communicated with Director Hu. I heard that you have taken this Pu'er for more than ten years."

Jiang Zhijun was even more ashamed and said: "It is indeed only more than ten years old. It was originally for the trade tea in Hong Kong and Southeast Asia. The rest is stored in the warehouse, and a friend gives it to me, and I will take it. If Director Yang likes it. , I still have thirty or forty years of old tea over there, and I will bring it to you soon."

"Thirty or forty years?" Yang Rui's eyes lit up. Compared to simple banknotes, this kind of enjoyment is very much to his appetite.

As for the question of whether to drink or not, no one learns to drink tea since he was born. There is always a process.

However, how many thirty or forty years old tea can someone drink tea again?

After 10 years, 30 years of Pu'er tea, the selling price of two to three thousand one cake is a wholesale friendly price, if it is a star model such as 88 youth, two to three thousand are sold at a fair price. Forty years of tea are rarely seen on the market, and the occasional appearance is mostly fake.

It can be said that even a rich person in Pu'er for more than 30 years will not necessarily be able to buy the real product.

Yang Rui has a lot of cash in his hands, and there is a Nobel Prize bonus as a base, and there is a previous loan for g protein-coupled receptors. He uses the money to buy tea, and there is no problem at all.

This is an interesting and profitable thing, and Yang Rui is naturally interested.

Jiang Zhijun didn’t understand Yang Rui’s attitude at all. He smiled and said, “There are not many old teas for forty years, but there are still some. At that time, it was mainly Tuocha with similar taste. I am more familiar with Guangzhou Tea Factory and Kunming Tea Factory. Like the Kunming Tea Factory, its predecessor was the Fuxing Tea Factory, which was built in 39, and was acquired by the China Tea Company run by the Ministry of Political and Economic Affairs of the Republic of China. Of course, there were basically no stocks left at that time, but it was produced before and after liberation. Yes, some of them are sealed up, some are hidden before they can be removed, and some of the old trades of the year have survived, and some still exist."

"Is it expensive? How much can I get?" Yang Rui continued to ask.

Jiang Zhijun gave Yang Rui a strange look and said, "If you drink it, it is not difficult to make ten cakes and eight cakes. I will call the Kunming tea factory and tell them that Nobel Prize winner Comrade Yang Rui wants to drink their tea. , Old Chen has to come over tomorrow."

"Don't give it for nothing, I want to buy it myself."

"That doesn't cost much." Jiang Zhijun, who has been doing business in the south all year round, is a tea drinker himself, and said: "If you like it, I will bring a couple of tuo over and try it for you. If you really want to buy it, it will be better than a new tea. It's several times more expensive."

Yang Rui sighed and waited for Jiang Zhijun to say a high price, but unexpectedly it was several times higher...

Think about the Pu'er tea of ​​later generations, not to mention the 30-year-old tea, it is the 15-year-old tea, not the price of a new tea 20 times, it is really kind.

"You don't need to take yours. You can buy me a batch of tea at market price. I want as much old tea as I have." Yang Rui gave an unexpected answer.

Jiang Zhijun glanced suspiciously at Yang Rui, and said, "Do you want to stock up some tea? This thing is too time-consuming, besides, old tea is almost 30 years old. No matter how old it is, many aspects are degraded, of course. There is also an evolutionary part. Some people drink 50-year-old tea. This depends on personal preference, but there is no need..."

Yang Rui waved his hand, not at all affected by Jiang Zhijun, only said: "I have no objection for 30 or 50 years... By the way, what is the price of the new tea now?"

Jiang Zhijun thought about it for a while, and said: "The price has risen a bit since last year. If the tea is different, the price is different. For old trees and old trees, one cake will cost more than one yuan."

"Old trees and ancient trees?"

"Old trees are tea trees over 100 years old. The old trees are tea trees over 300 years old. They are relatively small, and the annual output is not much. The old trees are 50 cents more expensive than the old trees. Right."

A cake of tea is 375 grams, and there are also 200 grams and 250 grams of packaging. Jiang Zhijun chose the big one.

Yang Rui was a little frightened by the price. The tea that grew from a hundred-year-old tea tree, even a cake cost more than one yuan?

Thirty years later, a pie will sell for a few thousand yuan, which would be very cheap. It means that from now on, if you store Pu'er tea for 30 years, you can increase the price by 5,000 times.

The Chinese are really rich.

Yang Rui exclaimed and asked, "Then what if I want a ton of money?"

"What?"

"According to the ton, is it cheaper?"

Jiang Zhijun was completely confused, and it took a long time to recall: "I remember the Canton Fair last year. We exported more than 1,500 tons of Pu'er tea to Hong Kong and Macau, earning less than 2.5 million U.S. dollars in foreign exchange. This is big news. At $1,600, that's a good tea from the best. If it is sold in China, the price will have to be four or five times higher, which is..."

"8000 yuan per ton of Pu'er tea~www.readwn.com~ good tea." Jiang Zhijun added.

One ton of Pu'er is 2666 cake tea leaves. Yang Rui thinks that by 2016, if they are counted as 26 million, the difference is basically the same. If you drink it yourself, entertain friends and give it away... it's handsome enough.

Thinking of this, Yang Rui couldn't help smiling and said: "Old Jiang, this matter seems to have fallen on you."

"Ah? No problem, you said." Although Jiang Zhijun didn't know what Yang Rui thought, but Zhike pointed to Yang Rui's meal, and he had to listen to Yang Rui.

Yang Rui smiled even more, and said, "Let this one go beforehand. There is something else. I originally planned to tell you two days later. It happened to meet Director Hu."

"Huh?" Jiang Zhijun was dumbfounded again, not knowing why he was involved in the Chemical Drug Promotion Office.

"The Office for the Promotion of Chemical Medicines is now engaged in a joint venture project. Previously, companies such as North China Pharmaceuticals will set up new factories in joint ventures with foreign companies. We will talk about the specific content later. If you are interested in the project, besides the new factory being a large enterprise, supporting enterprises are also needed. Of course, supporting enterprises should be mainly domestic enterprises. If Zhike is interested, it will come in and give it a try." Yang Rui explained that it was simple, but he was beating Jiang Zhijun's little heart.

"We Zhike can build a supporting factory alone?"

"Well, you can do it if you are willing to invest money. You first understand the situation, and then a few people discuss it." Yang Rui said, standing up to see off the guests, and said: "When you go back, think about it carefully. In addition, the tea factory must help. I'll make contact, I want a large batch of tea."

"Yes." Jiang Zhijun was too excited. Now Yang Rui wants the moon in the sky, and he dares to speak boldly.

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