Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

After dinner, Jiang Xiaobai and Liu Jian sent Professor Zhang and Wang Xiaojun back to school.

"Okay, there's no need to send it away. You guys have something to do. If I have news about the production equipment, I will contact you." Professor Zhang waved his hand and said.

"Okay," Jiang Xiaobai replied, then turned to look at Wang Xiaojun and said, "You can contact our educated youth who are studying in the capital, and then set a time for us to get together."

Wang Xiaojun nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Xiaobai, I will contact 7 later."

After instructing Wang Xiaojun, Jiang Xiaobai and Liu Jian left.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to the Normal University guest house, and after a short rest in the guest house, Jiang Xiaobai was called up by Song Weiguo.

"Xiaobai, it's almost time, it's time to go."

"Okay, I'll tidy up a bit." Jiang Xiaobai said as he got up and changed.

Four people and two bicycles set off towards Xidan Hotel. Because it was a matter of the garment factory, Liu Jian didn't go and stayed in the guest house.

The appointment was at 6 o'clock in the evening, just a quarter past five, Jiang Xiaobai and others stopped the car at the entrance of the hotel.

Although there is no difference between the bicycles at this time and the Mercedes-Benz and BMW of later generations, the restaurants at this time do not have any doormen to help park the bicycles.

Having that kind of doorman service is capitalism and has no respect for working people.

"Take care of the bicycle." Jiang Xiaobai explained to the guard, and then led the three of them into the restaurant.

In the center of the restaurant, a large electric fan whirred, and a few staff members in gray uniforms sat lazily on stools.

I don't know what they are doing to repair the stool or what. There are several people around, one is repairing things, one is helping with tools, and the other is directing.

If you are not in this era, it is hard to imagine that it takes three people to repair a stool, but this is the style of workers in state-owned enterprises in this era.

The staff of the hotel, seeing Jiang Xiaobai and others coming in, just raised their eyes and continued to work on themselves, and no one responded.

Jiang Xiaobai remembered that in his previous life, there was a news report that the state-owned enterprise closed down, and the government set aside a space on the pedestrian street for laid-off workers to set up stalls. As a result, the laid-off workers went there, but they went to chat and knit sweaters.

When someone comes to buy things, don't say anything about service attitude, they simply don't answer, and they can even quarrel with customers.

Until later, a good big market dried up and closed, and the government had no way to control it.

This mentality cannot be changed overnight.

"Sister, I want a private room." Jiang Xiaobai walked to the bar, looked at the middle-aged woman who was sitting behind the bar knitting a sweater, and said, judging by the appearance of the sweater, it should be finished before winter.

"What kind of private room is booked, you guys can just eat in the lobby."

The middle-aged woman looked up at Jiang Xiaobai and said.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Xiaobai's mouth, he took out his student ID card from his pocket, and said.

"Sister, I'm a student of the Normal University. This is my uncle. I have an appointment to treat the deputy director of the street to dinner. I want a quiet private room. Please help me."

The middle-aged woman looked at Jiang Xiaobai's student ID card, and a smile appeared on her cold face. When Jiang Xiaobai talked about the deputy director of the street, she smiled even more.

"College student, you have already told my sister, let's go, my sister will take you there."

The middle-aged woman finally put down her half-knitted sweater and came out from behind the bar.

At this time, college students are still very popular, because college students have a future, and they are cadres after graduation.

Maybe one day they will be their leaders, who wouldn't want to have a good relationship.

Not to mention inviting the deputy director of the street to dinner, the deputy director of the street is also a leader, big and small.

As for whether Jiang Xiaobai is lying, it is definitely impossible, how can a college student be a liar.

"Come on, just this table, how about it? It's big enough and spacious enough, my sister will help you turn on the electric fan to cool off."

"Okay, thank you sister." Jiang Xiaobai looked cute and shy.

When it was 5:45, Jiang Xiaobai ordered food and wine first.

Then he took Song Weiguo and others out and waited at the door.

At 5:50, a police car stopped in front of the hotel, a middle-aged man in a white half-sleeved shirt and a young man got out of the car.

No need to introduce, everyone knows who is the leader, the middle-aged man walks unhappily, and the young man is carrying a purse, always half a step behind the middle-aged man.

"Xiaobai, this is the person we are looking for in the prison. His name is Wu Guofeng. He is a director, but I don't know the specific director."

Song Weiguo tilted his head slightly and introduced to Jiang Xiaobai in a low voice.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded lightly, and looked at the man opposite him. He looked about forty or fifty years old, and his pair of black leather shoes were shiny black.

At first glance, he is not an ordinary person. Some people say that to see what a man looks like, you can look at his shoes. For the middle-aged man in front of him, a pair of black and shiny leather shoes.

Certainly not ordinary people. Ordinary people don't say whether they can wear leather shoes, but they can wear leather shoes.

It can't be spotless, which shows the main activity area of ​​the man in front of him.

On the top is a pair of black suit pants, and then a white shirt. Jiang Xiaobai can tell that the shirt is not new, but it is still white.

Seven-point hair is the most popular in this era. It is meticulously combed, and the temples on the temples are slightly whitish, which can't be seen if you don't pay attention.

With a pair of black-framed eyes on his face, his expression was a bit deep, but also a bit majestic.

Just as Jiang Xiaobai was looking at Wu Guofeng, Wu Guofeng was also looking at Jiang Xiaobai.

He has met Song Weiguo and knows that he is the director of the joint venture factory below.

On the other hand, Zhou Guomin and Li Xiaoliu stood slightly back, and the expressions on their faces did not look like the main people.

And standing in the middle is a young student who looks like a student. According to the position, this should be the most important person among them.

And just now Song Weiguo tilted his head, probably to introduce his identity.

Yes, it was agreed before that the young man who initially proposed the joint venture will come today.

But this is too young, no, compared with myself, this is simply not hairy yet.

Thinking of this, Wu Guofeng sighed softly in his heart, it seemed that his thoughts were about to be shelved.

Of course, this was a bold idea, and it was barely passed at the meeting, but if Jiang Xiaobai was so young, there would probably be more people who opposed it.

Just treat it as a whim, and think of other ways.