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Chapter 422

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Li He boarded the plane and packed his luggage. Just as he sat down, someone patted him on the back. Before he could speak, the other party exclaimed in surprise, "Mr. Li, it's really you! Long time no see. How have you been?"

"Zhang Xianwen." Li He patted his head. After a long time, he finally remembered the name. "Why are you here too?"

Ever since the electronic watch business between the two of them stopped, they had not contacted each other for many years. He had almost forgotten about this person's existence.

"It's me, it's me. Mr. Li, come over here. "

There were still people walking around in the corridor. It was not convenient for Zhang Xianwen to talk to Li He, so he walked to his seat and pointed at Li He's seat to the young man sitting next to him.

The young man took his newspaper and sat on Li He's seat.

Li He sat next to Zhang Xianwen and smiled. "I heard from Pan Song that you were in Russia. Why are you returning home in glory? "

"Aiya, don't mention it. I'm not returning home in glory. I'm returning home in tight clothes. Very tight!" Zhang Xianwen said in annoyance. Although his Mandarin was still a little accented, it was enough for people to hear him clearly.

Li He looked at Zhang Xianwen. Now, he had a broad waist and a thick waist. He wore a suit and tie and his hair was neat. He was no longer the skinny and short Master Dao. He asked suspiciously, "That can't be! I don't believe you didn't earn money in Russia. Don't worry, I won't borrow money from you. "

Mister Zhang looked left and right before saying in a low voice, "It's true that we made a profit. But in the end, everything was burned to the ground, and nothing was left."

Li He smiled and asked, "Was there a fire in Russia?"

"I earned at least this much from the Russians!" Zhang Xianwen raised five fingers. "In the end, there's nothing left."

"Five million?" Li He asked uncertainly.

"Yes. At least this much. "

"Then why is it gone?"

Zhang Xianwen sighed softly. "It's all because of those Wenzhou people."

"Tell me slowly." Li He was very curious.

"I made some money with the Russians, but there are so few people there and the weather is so cold, I can't stay there. This year, a friend said that business in the country is getting better, so I came back. At that time, there was no suitable business, so I partnered up with the Wenzhou guys to do a shoe business. In the beginning, I made money for two months. Later on, my luck was bad, and I lost money all the way. "

Li He was amused. "Are you trying to fool me? Who said that shoes are hard to sell?"

He knew how popular Li Aijun's shoe business was. He didn't believe that it wasn't profitable.

"Do you read the newspaper? The Hangzhou Wulin Sect had completely burned the reputation of Wenzhou shoes! Not only are all the major shopping malls stopping me to ask for refunds, but their warehouses are also full of goods! "

"So it's this." Li He finally understood. On August 8, 1987, the Hangzhou Wulin Sect burned more than 5,000 pairs of inferior Wenzhou shoes. At the same time, it caused a national "encirclement and suppression" of Wenzhou shoes. The quality of the fake and inferior products caused public anger among the consumers. At one time, when "Wenzhou leather shoes" were mentioned, people felt that it was fake leather and fake shoes. Many shopping malls put up "No Wenzhou shoes in this store" notices to appease the public. The entire Wenzhou shoe industry was almost wiped out.

Zhang Xianwen shook his head. "So you really know about it. Your reputation is really bad."

"It's not strange for bad news to travel thousands of miles. Then why are you back in Beijing now?"

"As for me, my shoes are sold in many shopping malls. I'm going to settle it for him. No matter what happens, I'll admit defeat."

Li He gave him a thumbs up. "You're so smart. If you need any help, just let me know."

Zhang Xianwen smiled. "Of course, of course. I heard that Boss Su made a fortune in Shenzhen? "

He turned around and asked about Su Ming.

"It's normal. I'll give you the address and phone number later. You guys talk." After all, they had gone through thick and thin together. Li He seemed to have more trust in him.

"Thank you."

After getting off the plane, Li He and Zhang Xianwen parted ways.

He hailed a taxi at the airport gate. Just as the driver was about to refuse, Li He took out a US dollar bill. "Hey, bro. Do you know Lincoln?"

The driver looked at it and chuckled. "Hey, I really do know this bro. Hurry up and get in."

Li He opened the back door and stuffed his luggage in. He sat in the front seat and waved his hand. "Three Temple Street."

The driver drove very fast under the encouragement of Lincoln. They arrived in less than half an hour.

When Li He's luggage was unloaded, he waved at Li He. "See you, bro."

Li He patted the car window. "Don't. Give me the change. Don't treat me like a fool!"

That was five US dollars. If converted to RMB, the fare would be expensive. If the driver had not refused to take him, he would not have minded. However, he was not so generous now that he had refused to take him.

The driver had no choice but to give him seven yuan.

Li He dragged his luggage to the door of his house. As expected, there was no one at home. He searched around and found no keys. While no one was paying attention, he moved a brick away from the wall and took out a spare key. Then, he closed the brick.

After opening the courtyard door, he went to the kitchen. He took out the keys to each room from a jar in the kitchen and opened the doors one by one.

The house was extremely quiet. Four was not there, and neither was the dog. Only the chickens and ducks in the cages were chirping.

He lay on the chair for a long time. He was very thirsty and hungry. He had to get up and think of a way to eat and drink. Otherwise, he would die of thirst or hunger.

Just as he was about to stand up with difficulty, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"You've been away for quite a long time."

Chang Jing appeared in front of Li He with a smile.

"Sister Chang, you don't have to work today?"

Chang Jing said, "Why would I go to work? The factory is almost unable to pay my salary."

"Oh." Li He was not in the mood to ask more.

"I just came to see how you feed the chickens and ducks. Coincidentally, you came back. Your three dogs are at my place. I'll bring them over for you later."

Li He said, "I'll have to trouble you to help me take care of them for a few more days. I have to go back to school tomorrow morning."

He did not even dare to think about how to face Professor Wu. It was not because he was afraid, but because he felt guilty.

"Alright, I'll get you something to eat."

"Thank you, Sister Chang." Li He nodded and did not refuse.

Chang Jing first boiled a bottle of hot water for Li He. After spending so much time together, she more or less understood Li He's habits.

Li He washed the cup and made tea himself. The cup had not been used for a long time, so there was a layer of dirt on it.

Chang Jing brought a bowl of noodles and a plate of pickled vegetables. She smiled and said, "Eat this first. I'll get you some tonight."

Li He ate two bowls of noodles in no time. He then yawned and washed his face. "I'm going to sleep for a while.

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