Zhao Yan is only in her early thirties, because she is now enrolled early, and there are many people who are in the first grade at the age of five. It is generally six years old, seven is already late, and elementary school is only five years old, so whether you graduate from technical secondary school or university, you are younger than in the future.

Of course, there are many people who can't afford to study or have late entrance due to other reasons, but that refers to rural areas. If you enter late, you can apply for a skip grade as long as you have good grades. Among them, teachers' children like to skip grades the most.

"Jianhua, you go back first. If I don't come back, you go and take Huanhuan." Zhao Yan instructed.

Fang Dajun also explained to Li Yulan and then got into the car. When he saw Zhao Yan reaching the back seat, he wanted to get into the co-pilot, but he called Zhao Yan to the back. Perhaps he was too young and there was no need for men and women to avoid leisure.

If the two are of the same age, it is probably impossible to be so casual. Age is a flaw, and sometimes it is a bargaining chip.

The car started and was heading north. This direction was the third county in the city, called Long County. Long County used to be Lu City, with famous wine: Guojiao 1573, and the city next to Lu City is Yi City, and there is also famous wine: Wuliangye.

Long County, Renyi and Jing County are separated by the city, so the traffic between them is inconvenient. At present, Fang Dajun has temporarily given up the market in Long County because the distance is too far from Beidou, and it is beyond reach.

"Dajun, I'll tell you about Wang Ying's situation first. She is a widow. The man got seriously ill two years ago and was not rescued. Before, his man worked in the Finance Bureau..." Zhao Yan began to talk about the situation in a low voice.

Maybe he didn't want the driver in front to hear it, so he pressed the voice down, and now the two of them got closer. Of course, Fang Dajun didn't have any evil thoughts. He looked at his nose, his nose, and his heart, and listened carefully.

Wang Ying is similar to Zhao Yan. She was born in an average family, but she was very capable. Her deceased husband was born in an average family. However, after her husband passed away, Wang Ying was able to enter the circle of official wives like Zhao Yan, and it was only developed in one or two years. It really demonstrated her ability. In Zhao Yan's words, she could often get rare goods, which refers to some imported things.

Now Wang Ying is planning a wholesale transfer station to supply some goods in the city. Among them, fabrics are also key things, including silk and the popular chemical fiber fabrics. For example, "Teiliang" is also a kind of chemical fiber fabric, but this kind of fabric was first introduced and has become a classic of the times. It does not mean that "Teiliang" fabrics are the best.

The location of this transit station is near the train station. Wang Ying also has a sister Wang Min, who works in the railway department and was assigned to it after graduating from a technical secondary school.

Based on these relationships, Zhao Yan finally whispered to him: "The two sisters have made a lot of money in the past or two years, but they can't protect them from when something goes wrong, so you should also worry about the army. Do not touch any violations of the policy."

Fang Dajun nodded. He saw this clearly. He was still young and had knowledge beyond this era for thirty years. Take his time and there will always be opportunities for development. There is no need to be too radical. Some businesses cannot be touched even if they make money.

But he also felt that the Wang sisters resell rare goods through trains, which should be a staggering ball. As long as there is some connection above and not too much, it is not easy to cause problems under the demand of the big market.

The topic ended soon, and Zhao Yan just reminded him. After all, she and the Wang sisters are also familiar with each other. It is always bad to gossip behind their backs. She explained the general situation and let Fang Dajun judge it herself.

After talking about the topic, the atmosphere also soothed. The scenery outside the window changed rapidly. Even in the city, cars were rarely seen. However, bicycles had become mainstream. Working families could still save money for a bicycle, and even black and white TVs could still be bought. In the early 1980s, this was also the time for the replacement of the four major items of the new and old items. The original three-turn and one-sounding sound began to become popular, and the new high-end goods began to approach the families of a small number of people.

The space in the car is not large, probably the leader's car, and it is cleaned up very clean. The driver is a middle-aged man, driving very steadily and very focused, and of course the speed is average.

Unconsciously, Fang Dajun turned his gaze to Zhao Yan and couldn't help but sigh that the other party does have proud capital. If he dressed up and put on fashionable clothes, he would not be worse than a celebrity. The key is that his temperament, which is both the temptation of a young woman and the purity of a girl, but he cannot have evil thoughts. Not to mention anything else, just a married woman has reached his bottom line.

Shaking his head, he couldn't help but be surprised. How could he think about this question for no reason? He could only praise Zhao Yan's charm.

Zhao Yan wore a thin sky blue cotton coat today. The hem was not long and just reached her waist, which showed her figure. Her lower body was just ordinary black pants, but she was closer to her body, revealing her perfect buttocks and slender thighs. When winter came, she was wearing thicker clothes, but it really didn't affect Zhao Yan's figure at all.

He has straight hair and the hair is of good quality. He must have used high-end products such as shampoo to make his hair slightly fragrant. This smell makes him a little familiar with it because it smells a bit like the sod of Dabao. Could it be that he really wiped Dabao? This brand probably hasn't come out yet, and it is also used by men.

Looking down, Xiumei is specially trimmed. She drew it with an eyebrow pencil and looked very slender. This is also the popular eyebrow trimming style for women today. Her eyes are big and charming. Her nose is very delicate and her lips are slightly thin. However, with the egg-shaped face, her facial features are connected, and the matching is really appropriate. Her tender and white hands are gently placed on her knees, her fingers are slender, white and tender, especially because of the well-maintenance, a flesh nest formed at the joints of her fingers. Some babies are fat, but this is definitely not fat. Looking from the back of her hands, she only feels extremely tempting, making people want to cover her big hands.

"Dajun, look ahead. After crossing the bridge, you will be at the place. Today is Saturday. At this time, Wang Ying is usually in the wholesale department." Zhao Yan's voice came, with a hint of delicateness, but it was not really delicate, and it was as charming as a cat's claw.

Fang Dajun finally calmed down his mind, and there was already sweat on his forehead. It seemed as if he had just conducted a 10,000-meter long run and smiled mockingly. Unexpectedly, he was also a vulgar person and could not calmly deal with beauty. Of course, he also understood that he was just a pure appreciation of Zhao Yan, not having any other thoughts.

"Well, when we meet, Sister Zhao, you can just introduce it. I will discuss the following matters myself."

"It's good!" Zhao Yan nodded. She was afraid of trouble. Although she liked the clothes designed by Fang Dajun, she didn't want to be too involved. She planned to have her previous rhythm of life.

Soon, the car drove past a bridge, with iron nets on both sides of the bridge, and under the bridge were train tracks. After all, it was a city, and there were trains passing by. According to Fang Dajun's memory in his previous life, the long-distance train passenger terminal here was Guangdi, and I don't know if there is this flight now.

Many trains coming from the provincial capital will pass here. I won’t talk about the planes for now. Thirty years later, there will be no airport in this city. If he wants to go to another place, I’m afraid he will take the train. I don’t know what the situation is on the train now, and whether it’s like there is no thief in the world, uh!

After crossing the bridge, I quickly arrived at the place. Just by the river, there were a row of shops, the houses were relatively old, and there were even fewer pedestrians passing by, but the place was spacious enough. The key was that the traffic was developed, and the train station was not far ahead along the river.

This location can be said to be very classic, and Fang Dajun was satisfied with it. He might not be sure that he would choose such a large shop as a warehouse turnover in the future, because the identity of the train boss will be strong for many years, and his future business will probably be inseparable from transportation. Compared with the road, it is better to choose a train, which is fast and the freight is relatively not high.

During this period, there were trains specially used to transport goods. They ran very fast and the combustion power seemed to be coal. Of course, this was just what he thought about. The specific situation of the train station during this period is not clear yet, and this is also something he ignored. It was only then that the train was taken into consideration.

"There is an office upstairs, let's go up directly." As soon as Zhao Yan got off the car, she pointed to the front and said.

Wang Ying has five large shops, each shop has an area of ​​about 100 square meters, and the airspace is very high, at least a height of 5 floors, which allows more goods from the other party, and workers are also transporting goods from the inside and loading goods from the inside and outside. It is a busy scene. He observed that he was afraid that there would be workers No. 34 on the scene, which could actually support so many people. There were also many tricycles parked outside the shop, and even one light truck.

He admired the real owner before he could see him. Without background, it was really not easy to make such a big scene.

As he thought about it, he went upstairs with Zhao Yan from the next corridor. He was a little surprised. The corridor was very clean. He seemed to have gone to a teahouse. After going to the second floor, he saw a half-open door. Zhao Yan called him in and looked at it. Judging from his appearance, he must have been here more than once, and it seemed very familiar.

After entering, there was a different world. This was a courtyard-like house. There was a rockery and a small pool downstairs, but it was surrounded by buildings, which was similar to the shape of the guild hall earlier. At this moment, there was actually a corridor under your feet and it was not in the room.

After walking a few more steps forward, Zhao Yan pushed open a clearly decorated iron door and opened her mouth and said, "Sister Wang, are you inside?"

"Here, here." A special female voice came from inside. The voice was very distinctive and memorable.

Fang Dajun also entered the door at this time. As soon as he stepped in, he heard the special voice sound, "Yanzi, why are you free to come here?"

The person in front of him was the real master. Fang Dajun's pupils suddenly shrank, because this woman looked so charming and was not inferior to Zhao Yan. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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