Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1015 Let's not cooperate then, encountering Director Liao and Mr. Huo on the road (Bonus chapter for monthly tickets: 3K)

At this point, Uncle Hai had no choice but to turn his attention to Le Miao.

This person was brought here by Le Miao after all, and now he was in a difficult position, so he had no choice but to ask Le Miao for help.

Le Miao had also felt that Uncle Hai's words were a bit excessive, but now that he was asking her for help, she couldn't pretend not to see it. Holding her teacup, she said:

“That’s just how my friend is, Uncle Hai, please don’t joke with him.”

"Yes, yes... I'm getting old, so I talk too much..." Uncle Hai quickly nodded repeatedly, then poured a cup of tea and handed it to Fang Yan with both hands, saying:

"Young Master He, please don't take it to heart."

At this moment, Fang Yan, who had been looking serious, suddenly smiled, took the tea offered to him, and said:
"How could that be... Hehehe..."

Fang Yan made Uncle Hai a little uneasy, and now he couldn't figure out what Fang Yan was all about.

I feel like the person in front of me doesn't look like someone my age, and I can't quite figure out what Fang Yan is thinking.

He just thought Fang Yan was young and wanted to test him with a joke.

To his surprise, Fang Yan's reaction was completely unexpected.

He was so flustered that he didn't know what to say.

He touched his forehead, which was slightly damp with cold sweat. His gaze swept over Li Chong, Deng Cai, and Wang Feng, who stood behind Fang Yan, as straight as a javelin. These three men were indeed not ordinary bodyguards.

I was just joking. After all, he usually handles young guys like this with ease, and with Le Miao here, young guys definitely need to be mindful of their manners in front of girls.

As a result, they didn't give him any face at all, and even made it clear that they were going to turn against him.

He chuckled twice and said to Fang Yan:

"Young Master He, I have something to attend to at the counter, so I won't bother you any longer."

Fang Yan nodded and said with a smile:
"Please."

Looking at Fang Yan's smile, Uncle Hai suddenly realized that he couldn't even manage a smile like the one he usually wore.

He forced a stiff smile before bowing and quickly leaving.

"He's used to this at the store. He was just testing you because you're young," Le Miao said to Fang Yan without hiding anything.

"Does he treat everyone else like this?" Fang Yan asked.

Le Miao nodded:

“When Guo Zhen came over before, he also tested you, but he didn’t go this far with you.”

Fang Yan nodded thoughtfully.

It turns out that this old man has gotten used to this, and he has the Guo family all under his control. He probably feels like he's almost invincible.

At this moment, Fang Yan noticed the customers queuing at the counter asking about medicine and suddenly remembered something. He asked Le Miao:

"By the way, since you acted as the middleman, did they give you a share of the profits?"

Le Miao was taken aback:
"What dividends?"

Fang Yan picked up a poster for a bone-strengthening ointment from the table and asked Le Miao:

"Business is so good here, don't they give you a share of the profits?"

Le Miao suddenly realized:

"Oh, you mean this? Your manager David gave me money."

Shaking his head in dialect:

"I mean Tongrentang."

Le Miao shook her head:
"That's not the case."

Fang Yan squinted slightly.

Le Miao then added:
"But I don't need it. We're all family, and they've taken good care of me."

"..." Fang Yan didn't speak. He touched his chin, revealing a thoughtful expression.

At this moment, Le Miao asked in dialect:

"By the way, about the Tsumura Pharmaceuticals thing, should I go and tell my family later and ask them to take care of it?"

Fang Yan shook his head after hearing this:

"No need, I'll just make a call to the person in charge in Hong Kong. What Uncle Hai said earlier makes sense. Tongrentang is just a sales outlet, so it's really not appropriate to assign them any other work. Let's let our own people handle this problem."

The dialect word means "plan." Since Tongrentang doesn't want to continue, they'll just break away and go it alone.

The amount of advertising in Hong Kong can be handled entirely by themselves. Tongrentang can just distribute the current amount of medicine to them each month, and the rest of the new products can be directly handled by Qihuang Company.

Le Miao and Fang Yan are old acquaintances. After noticing his micro-expression, she immediately asked:

"You're not angry, are you?"

Fang Yan said with a chuckle:

"Of course not, what's there to be angry about?"

Le Miao tilted her head:
"But I feel like you're angry."

Fang Yan shrugged:

"Then you're mistaken."

After saying that, he quickly changed the subject and asked Le Miao:

"By the way, where are you planning to take me for lunch?"

Le Miao seemed to understand the dialect, but didn't point it out, and asked with a smile:

"What do you want to eat? I know you're a good cook and you must be very picky about these things."

Fang Yan pretended not to understand Le Miao's smile and said:

"I'm unfamiliar with Hong Kong, so I'll just go along with whatever the host does!"

Le Miao asked:

"Okay then, how about we go... for Cantonese food?"

Nodding in dialect:

"Sure, that's perfect since you need something light."

Fang Yan and Le Miao chatted for a while longer, and watched as the old Chinese medicine doctor prescribed medicine for patients at the shop.

It can only be said that the skill level is very average.

He's okay at dealing with common illnesses, but when it comes to something a little more complicated, he's completely lost.

Fang Yan resisted the urge to remind the other person and walked around the store again to take a look.

This place should be more profitable than the capital.

The fees are very high; a doctor's visit usually costs several tens of dollars, with only a few dollars being the minimum.

Deng Cai and his group felt like they were being robbed of their money.

Le Miao said to Fang Yan:

“There weren’t so many people coming to see the doctor before, but with more advertisements, everyone is coming to Tongrentang for treatment. Now they are planning to invite a few more experienced Chinese medicine doctors from Hong Kong to practice medicine, otherwise they won’t be able to treat difficult and complicated diseases.”

"Just like my illness, I've seen doctors several times but haven't been cured."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan became even more determined to sever ties with Tongrentang.

As expected, they still lacked market research. This Hong Kong is in the early stages of rapid growth, it's a hot sector. Their company has the support of authentic medicinal herb producing areas across the country, and the government is backing them. They could succeed on their own. Giving it to Tongrentang is just overestimating their capabilities.

Since Le Miao didn't receive any dividends anyway, fine, we'll just maintain this shipment volume for them from now on, and they can sell all the new goods themselves. He doesn't want to worry about market competitors anyway.

Let him be content with what he has.

"The medicine is ready!" Just then, Xiao Zhang, who had been brewing the medicine, arrived.

The medicine was brought to Le Miao.

Le Miao said to Xiao Zhang:
"Thank you."

Xiao Zhang smiled, nodded, and went to the counter.

Le Miao tested the temperature, then picked up the medicine bowl, blew on it, and drank it down in one gulp.

I tried hard not to think about what was inside.

After drinking it, I started sweating on my forehead and neck.

Taking out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat, and checking the time, Le Miao said to Fang Yan:

"It's lunchtime, let's go find a restaurant."

“Let’s go!” Fang Yan nodded.

"Uncle Hai, we're leaving!" Le Miao called out to Uncle Hai.

Uncle Hai quickly responded with a smile:
"Alright! Take care!"

Fang Yan nodded to Uncle Hai.

When Uncle Hai saw Fang Yan's sharp eyebrows and eyes, and even his smile carried a chill, he felt a coldness creep down his spine.

With a stiff smile, he nodded at Fang Yan, a gesture that served as a farewell.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after Fang Yan and Le Miao left.

Then he muttered:

"That's strange, when did she get to know people from Singapore?"

……

There are quite a few pharmacies around Bonham Street West in Sheung Wan, creating a strong commercial atmosphere.

The most successful business was Tongrentang.

Fang Yan observed carefully and even spotted a store of Tsumura Pharmaceuticals.

Everyone says that competitors are enemies, and I wonder what Uncle Hai thinks of Tsumura Pharmaceutical.

Of course, he no longer felt that dialects mattered.

Since that's his attitude, Fang Yan will send a telegram to Lao Hu that night, asking him to revise the subsequent business plan.

After the group arrived at the parking lot and got into their car.

Le Miao took out a map from the car. The map was more detailed than the one Fang Yan and the others had, but it was all in English.

After looking at the sign above, she said to the dialect:

"Have it!"

Fang Yan looked at her, and Le Miao pointed to the map and said:
“Let’s go to Peach Blossom Spring Chinese Restaurant, which is on Suhang Street in Sheung Wan. It’s not far from here.”

"The food at his restaurant is incredibly authentic, especially his signature snake soup, as well as various classic Cantonese dishes. He's quite famous in Hong Kong's culinary scene. Moreover, the owner, Chef Lai Yau-tin, used to work at Po Oi Tong, the private canteen on the top floor of the Hang Seng Bank headquarters, and his culinary skills are superb."

Hearing the dialect, he became interested and nodded in agreement:

"Okay, let's go there and try some authentic Cantonese cuisine."

Then the car started and headed in that direction. The streets were still bustling, with a constant stream of pedestrians and shop signs lining the roadside, exuding a strong sense of daily life.

Bonham West Street is already home to many seafood and medicinal herb shops, bustling with people and noisy.

Before long, they arrived at the Peach Blossom Spring Chinese Restaurant.

They asked a valet to park their car on the side of the road, and then stepped into the store together.

A rustic and elegant atmosphere greets you, with neatly arranged wooden tables and chairs, traditional Chinese ink paintings hanging on the walls, and warm yellow lights casting a warm glow, creating a cozy and refined dining ambiance.

Although it wasn't peak dining time yet, the restaurant was already quite busy with customers. The waiters warmly greeted them and led them to a window seat.

Le Miao picked up the menu with practiced ease, explaining it to Fang Yan as she looked at it:

"The glass shrimp balls and steamed crab claws here are also exceptional; you'll definitely love them. And what about snake soup? Would you like to try it? In Hong Kong, snake soup is a traditional delicacy."

Fang Yan looked at the menu and replied with a smile:

"Okay, whatever you say, you can order, I'll try them all."

Le Miao then looked at the three people who had come with her and asked them:

"By the way, do you have any dietary restrictions?"

"No." Li Chong and the other two shook their heads.

Then Le Miao skillfully ordered glass shrimp balls, steamed crab claws, and the signature snake soup, as well as a plate of blanched seasonal vegetables and a Cantonese soup. Considering her health condition, she decided to eat a lighter diet.

After ordering, she looked at Fang Yan and said:
"When the dishes are served, you must give your feedback and see if they suit your taste as a chef."

Fang Yan smiled and waved his hand: "I'm hardly a master chef, I just enjoy cooking."

While waiting for the food to be served, Fang Yan looked out the window at the crowds coming and going on the street. Suddenly, he spotted a familiar figure – it was Secretary Zhou.

Then he saw Director Liao and his group walk across the street.

“It’s Director Liao!” Li Chong said to Fang Yan from the side.

He and the others saw it too.

At this moment, Le Miao glanced at the car, pointed to a Mercedes parked by the roadside, and said to Fang Yan:

"That car belongs to the Huo family."

Then she deduced:

"Besides Cantonese restaurants, there are also Huaiyang and Shanghai cuisine restaurants nearby, such as Tianxianglou. The Huo family has shares in that place, so Mr. Huo must have entertained them there."

Just after speaking in dialect, I saw Mrs. Huo from the eldest branch of the Huo family, as well as Representative Huo and his fiancée.

A reflection in dialect:

"This is a formal welcome reception!"

At this moment, Le Miao reminded:

"Wait a minute, is it alright for you to eat here with me? You just said you received two invitations from the Huo family..."

Fang Yan thought for a moment and suddenly realized what was going on.

Deng Cai, Li Chong, and Wang Feng also looked at him with some trepidation.

They ran out when they didn't see Director Liao in the morning.

Fang Yan glanced in that direction and said to the others:
"It's alright, we'll go say hello after we finish eating."

P.S.: I still owe you 97000 words after finishing this chapter.

That's all for today, please come early tomorrow.

Lao Feng is working hard to write tomorrow's code.

(End of this chapter)