[Haibo's Entrepreneurial Story]

After being fired, Haibo was devastated, not because he cared about the job, but
because of the emotional blow. This job represented his and Qu Yan's future, and
the happiness they shared in their hardships in Beijing. Without the job, their future was gone. Haibo was afraid of life, afraid that Beijing
would bring him panic and helplessness.
*Knock, knock, knock…* Cao Shan's voice came from outside the door.
Haibo hated Cao Shan, but out of politeness, he opened the door. The moment the door opened,
Haibo saw Cao Shan carrying Qu Yan on his back, Qu Yan comfortably leaning on Cao Shan's shoulder. His displeasure turned into a sense of
sorrow. Cao Shan sensed Haibo's thoughts and quickly said, "What are you thinking about
, kid? Hurry up and get Qu Yan inside. I'll explain the details later."
Haibo quickly helped her in and laid her on the bed. Haibo looked at Qu Yan with heartache
, but also hated Cao Shan. He couldn't imagine what had happened between Cao Shan and Qu Yan. Cao Shan
patted Haibo on the shoulder and told him to come to the living room. Haibo had a bad feeling; Cao Shan had something to tell
him. Before Cao Shan could speak, Haibo asked directly, "Tell me."
Cao Shan then told Haibo what had happened that night. When Haibo heard that someone had tried to harass Qu Yan, he flew into a rage
and blurted out, "That bastard! I curse your ancestors for eight generations! And then? Cao Shan, tell me everything."
Cao Shan didn't mince words and continued, "The lights in the KTV were very dim. That customer took advantage of Qu Yan being drunk and
touched her buttocks. When Qu Yan didn't react, he put his hand inside her collar.
I happened to see this, so I went up to the customer and questioned him, 'What are you doing? Isn't this dishonest?' The
customer arrogantly said, 'I want to book Qu Yan tonight and promise her a night with a different woman. '" Two years of advertising business. I
refused at the time, and carried Qu Yan out of the KTV and took a taxi directly back to your house.
Haibo thought to himself, on the way home, you took the opportunity to grope me, or even worse. Haibo thought this
, but he still had to thank Cao Shan. If it were someone else, perhaps the woman he loved would be
in bed with someone else tonight. Haibo kept thanking Cao Shan until he saw Cao Shan to the door.
Haibo saw Qu Yan lying drunk on the bed. He didn't know how to face the future, especially
since he knew Cao Shan was also thinking about Qu Yan. The more Haibo thought about this, the more suffocated he felt. Suppressed, he
was heartbroken and even contemplated suicide. Haibo cried, tears welling up in his eyes but then retreating,
a bitter taste in his mouth. Holding Qu Yan's hand, Haibo finally broke down in tears, crying with utter despair and heartbreak
. Qu Yan was awakened by a man's crying. Knowing Haibo's recent troubles, she quickly comforted
him, "Why are you crying? Don't cry, husband. If you cry, I'll cry too." As she spoke, tears streamed down her
face. Seeing Qu Yan cry as well, Haibo felt even worse and cried even harder. He asked Qu Yan, "
Am I really useless? I can't even get to the most basic jobs in Beijing..." " I can't give you the life you want. I feel so insecure living like this
. I think we should break up. You stay in Beijing, and I'm going back to my hometown." Hearing
the word "break up," Qu Yan's drunkenness vanished instantly, and she blurted out, "Haibo, you're a fucking bastard!
You slept with me, and you're breaking up with me like this? If anyone's breaking up, it's me breaking up with you!" Before Qu Yan
could finish her sentence, Haibo quickly said, "I can't give you the life you want. I'm unemployed now.
I'm useless in every way, unworthy of you in every way, not even able to satisfy you in the most basic marital relationship."
"Who says you can't? I'll test you tonight!" With that, Qu Yan pushed Haibo
down onto the bed. When Qu Yan pressed her flushed face against Hai Bo's, Hai Bo felt a pang of sorrow. He pondered
the Qu Yan of the past and the Qu Yan of the present. But Hai Bo was, after all, a man. In the dimly lit room, facing Qu
Yan's passionate, alluring kiss, Hai Bo felt dizzy, as if he was about to explode. Finally, he couldn't
wait any longer and embraced Qu Yan, kissing her tightly. Slowly, he reached his right hand towards Qu Yan's breasts, kneading them continuously, while
his left hand removed Qu Yan's clothes. Hai Bo could clearly feel that Qu Yan's vulva was already soaking wet. Qu Yan also
seemed impatient, raising her legs and wrapping them around Hai Bo's waist. Hai Bo aimed his penis at Qu Yan
's vulva, and all his recent resentment, worries, and unhappiness temporarily disappeared as his penis entered Qu Yan
's vagina. Soon after, Haibo couldn't hold back any longer. Qu Yan
took Haibo's penis out and put it in her mouth, her tongue skillfully licking the glans. Haibo was incredibly
excited by this first time. After Qu Yan licked it for a while, Haibo took his penis out. After calming down for a bit, Haibo had
Qu Yan turn her back to him, while he pinched her nipples hard with his hands. Soon his penis was very
hard. Qu Yan took the initiative to find a position and twisted her hips, moaning. Finally, Haibo couldn't take it anymore
and desperately ejaculated. Qu Yan responded by tightly tightening her vagina, still holding Haibo's penis even after he ejaculated
. Haibo soon got hard again, and the two of them kept changing positions,
while Qu Yan's vagina desperately sucked on Haibo's wildly moving penis. They fucked and fucked, ejaculated and ejaculated.
As Haibo continued his thrusting, Qu Yan wiggled her hips in response, repeatedly saying, "Honey, I can't take it anymore,
I'm exhausted, I'm exhausted!" Haibo quickly replied, "No, I haven't had enough yet, let's
talk after I'm done!" Only when Qu Yan had no strength left to cry out, and Haibo had no more semen to ejaculate, did the two of them
fall asleep without realizing it.
The next day, neither of them had the strength to get out of bed, a testament to the intensity of their passion the previous night. Qu Yan looked at Haibo and
said, "Honey, you were amazing last night. See if you underestimated yourself." Haibo seemed to have regained his
composure and said calmly, "Oh, I understand." Qu Yan seemed to see through Haibo's thoughts and continued
, "Honey, don't overthink it. Cao Shan doesn't care about me. I admit he had those kinds
of thoughts about me, and I've had thoughts of physical infidelity when I wasn't satisfied with you. But emotionally, I truly
belong to you. I really like you and love you. Haibo, please don't leave me, okay? I'm scared." She had barely finished speaking when…
Qu Yan nestled against Hai Bo's chest, seeking a sense of security. Hai Bo patted her shoulder and said, "
Let bygones be bygones. I only want our future together. How are we going to survive in this huge city of Beijing
? We only have 10,000 yuan left in savings. It's going to be tough." Just as Hai Bo finished speaking, Qu Yan's phone rang with
the tune of "Love for Sale." She answered and heard a shout from the other end: "What time is it?
It's 10 o'clock! Why aren't you at work yet?" Faced with her boss's urging, Qu Yan immediately got up, dressed,
and rushed out. Hai Bo, lying in bed watching Qu Yan leave, felt a pang of sadness. He couldn't bear to see her
pushing herself so hard for a living. Perhaps he really should do something? And
10,000 yuan was practically nothing in Beijing; it wasn't even enough to start a small business. Thinking of this,
Haibo's heart was filled with turmoil again. How cruel fate was! A university graduate had fallen to such a
state. What kind of city was Beijing, really? Was it a place of longing, disappointment, or bewilderment?
To pass the time, Haibo walked alone on the streets of Beijing. In a moment of absentmindedness, he
saw a newsstand ahead. Thinking it might be good to see what news or major events were happening, he
headed straight for it. Seeing the dazzling array of newspapers and magazines, Haibo searched for topics that interested him. Just then
, a financial magazine caught his eye, with the headline "A Rustic Farmer Creates a Wealth
Myth in 100 Days—From 100,000 to 1 Million." Haibo was drawn to the magazine. Rather than being attracted
by the title itself, it was more accurate to say that the title resonated with his current state of mind. Haibo opened the magazine, glanced at it briefly
, then paid for it, as if grasping at a straw, and happily returned home.
Haibo returned home and carefully read through the contents. He realized that creating a wealth myth was so simple—it was all about stock trading.
Following the stock trading information he found online, Haibo immediately took action, calling a stockbroker and opening
a third-party transfer account at the bank. After everything was ready, Haibo planned to go to the stock exchange the next morning to open an account
and then wait to count his money. The more Haibo thought about it, the happier he became. He felt he should celebrate properly
and went to the market to buy some food and drinks to celebrate his future life. "Wife, remember to invite Cao
Shan over for dinner after work," he said. Qu Yan, confused, quickly asked, "Honey, what's wrong? Why are we suddenly having
dinner?" Haibo replied playfully, "Celebrating our marriage, haha. Why worry about it
? I'll have him come over tonight." Qu Yan said, "Okay, okay, my dear husband, I'll call him tonight. I have to go now
, I'm busy." With that, Qu Yan hung up the phone. Haibo's invitation to Caoshan to come to dinner was actually
a show of defiance; he wanted to prove to Caoshan that one day he would surpass him, and Caoshan's lowly managerial
position was nothing.
"Honey, I'm home!" Qu Yan's voice reached Haibo's ears from afar. Seeing Qu Yan alone
, Haibo asked, "Why didn't you invite Caoshan?" Qu Yan scratched her head and replied, "Oh dear,
I was so busy I forgot. I'm checking to see if he's home." Qu Yan then ran to Caoshan's door
and knocked. Caoshan opened the door and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you knocking so urgently?" Qu Yan's reply
was equally crisp: "Don't tease me, Haibo is inviting you to dinner. Come on over." Caoshan
replied without hesitation, "Okay, I'm coming right now." Seeing Caoshan's agreement, Qu Yan dragged her tired body back
home.
A short while later, Cao Shan came in and asked Hai Bo, "Whose birthday is it today
? The food is delicious and smells wonderful!" Hai Bo replied, "I'll reveal a little secret to getting rich later."
Upon hearing the word "get rich," Qu Yan immediately interjected, "A little secret to getting rich? You should just live a quiet life."
Hai Bo was deeply hurt by Qu Yan's words, but he didn't show it. He thought to himself, "When
I succeed, you'll see how amazing I am." Cao Shan continued to ask Hai Bo, "What little secret to getting rich? Tell me quickly."
Hai Bo remained mysterious, "I'll tell you after dinner."
Dinner began, and Hai Bo eagerly recounted the wealth stories he had read in magazines,
sharing his stock trading plan with Qu Yan and Cao Shan. Qu Yan had heard of stocks, but she
didn't understand that while stocks offer high returns, they also carry enormous risks. Cao Shan, unable to contain himself any longer, interrupted Hai Bo,
saying, "Hai Bo, Hai Bo, listen to me. Investing in stocks is risky; you need to be cautious.
If you make money, it's good for Qu Yan, for you, and even for your family. But if you lose the 10,000 yuan you and Qu Yan have worked so hard to save
, it won't be much. You need to think it through; you don't earn money easily." Hearing Cao Shan's words so discouraging, Hai Bo
retorted, "Don't worry, I, Yang Hai Bo, will definitely win in the stock market!" Cao Shan then glanced at Qu Yan and
asked Hai Bo, "What if you lose? I mean, what if?" Qu Yan chimed in, asking Hai Bo, "Yes,
yes, what if we lose?" Seeing the two men's lack of confidence in him, Hai Bo's anger flared, and he roared indignantly:
"If I lose, Cao Shan, you take good care of Qu Yan. I won't say anything if you marry her and sleep with him." Hearing Hai Bo
say this, Qu Yan realized he was truly determined and said, "You, Hai Bo, wouldn't be so incompetent as to
entrust your wife to someone else. I support you. Go tomorrow. If you win, you'll drive me around
Beijing in your BMW." Hai Bo raised his hand and slapped Qu Yan's outstretched hand, saying, "Okay, it's a
deal." The three of them thus finished what they considered their last meal together that night in Beijing.
Hai Bo got up early the next morning, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and went straight to the stock exchange. He wanted to finish the formalities before the market opened
so he could start trading after 9:00 AM. Led by a female broker, Hai Bo completed the necessary procedures and
also asked her about some stock trading techniques. The female broker said, "Just look at the financial statements and
the K-line chart, that'll do. Of course, we'll also recommend some stocks for you; you can actively build your positions."
Haibo excitedly rushed home, quickly turned on his computer, downloaded the client, and entered his account and password in one go
. Faced with the red and green market trends, Haibo was bewildered, unsure of what to buy, and frantically searched...
While searching, "Ansteel Shares" caught his eye. Haibo, with his limited common sense, judged that "Ansteel Shares
" would definitely surge. Last year's high was 30 yuan, the current price was 6 yuan, and the share price was below net asset value. It was also
a central state-owned enterprise, making it a worthwhile buy. Without giving himself a chance to think, Haibo immediately bought all 10,000 yuan worth of the stock. As
time passed, Haibo's heart pounded in his chest. Watching the price gradually decline, Haibo
felt increasingly threatened.
A week passed, and the share price had fallen by more than half, now only a little over 3 yuan. Haibo knew he
had failed. He could no longer face Qu Yan's daily concern and inquiries about his stock trading plans. Haibo lay in bed for
a while, thinking that perhaps Beijing really wasn't for him. He hurriedly shut down his computer, packed
his bags, and left home. Haibo knew very well that when he stepped out that door, he was a
failure in life, and his future life might also mean saying goodbye to Qu Yan. Haibo sent text
messages to both Qu Yan and Cao Shan, as a farewell.
"My dear, wife, this might be the last time I call you that, or it might not.
I admit my stock trading plan failed. I'm sorry. I'm leaving now, but I'm taking the money from the stocks with me.
I'm still sorry. If I don't come back in two years, you should marry someone else. If I do come back,
I will definitely keep my promise to marry you in a BMW."
"Cao Shan, you're a real man. I admit I'm not as good as you in any way. My stock trading plan failed. I hope you
can remember our past relationship and take good care of Qu Yan. If I don't come back to marry Qu Yan in two years, just forget about me
."
Hai Bo boarded a bus heading towards Daxing, Beijing, intending to visit his old classmate Zhao Peng to clear his head. Little did he know that this would change
his life forever. As soon as Hai Bo got off the bus, Zhao Peng spotted him from a distance. Zhao Peng, afraid Hai Bo wouldn't see him,
anxiously called out, "Hey, boy. Come on." Hai Bo saw Zhao Peng and asked, "Your girlfriend
?" Zhao Peng smiled without directly answering Hai Bo's question. Hai Bo punched Zhao Peng in the chest and said,
"You're something else. Your girlfriend's so pretty." Zhao Peng didn't mince words, "That's nothing, let me show you something nice
." He then led Hai Bo to his car, patted the hood, and asked, "Hai Bo, what do you think
?" Hai Bo exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap, a BMW. Is that yours too?" Zhao Peng replied without hesitation
, "Of course, a luxury car and a beautiful woman, I have it all." As soon as Zhao Peng finished speaking, Li Rui stepped forward and kissed him,
a public display of affection. Zhao Peng continued, "Brother, how did you end up like this? Just because of failed stock trading?
It can't be that bad! You could have just given me a call and it would have been all solved." Li Rui interjected, "Zhao Peng is now a private
equity manager, making money through stock trading. You two brothers have something to talk about now." Hai Bo asked Zhao Peng with some skepticism,
"Really? How should I handle my stocks now?" Before Zhao Peng could answer, Hai Bo added, "I
bought Angang Steel shares at over 6 yuan, and now they're over 3 yuan." Zhao Peng calmly replied, "That's easy
. Sell all your Angang Steel shares. As the saying goes, if the money doesn't circulate, the stock market will collapse. Trust me, tomorrow morning, sell your Angang Steel
shares and buy Northeast Electric with all your funds! The stock price is just over 1 yuan now, and there are some speculators buying it recently." The three of them
chatted about stocks until they arrived at the hotel arranged for Hai Bo.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
"I'm driving. I've been busy with some things lately, so I might not be able to come to your hotel. You can wander around by yourself
. I'll come over when I have time."
"Hey bro, that stock you recommended hit its daily limit today! You're really lucky."
"I'm driving, gotta go. By the way, just buy the stock today, hold it for a month, then sell."
Zhao Peng then hung up.
Hai Bo felt a little annoyed.
He hadn't expected his buddy, who had been calling him brother yesterday, to become so distant so quickly. In Zhao Peng's absence, Hai Bo had spent a lot of time wandering around Daxing alone. Although his mood had improved somewhat,
he was still troubled, knowing he was destined to be just a passerby here. His heart was still with Qu Yan; he still
had a promise to her.
Qu Yan, just waking up that morning, was about to go to the bathroom. Her hair was disheveled, and she was wearing a white silk camisole nightgown
that barely covered her thighs, revealing glimpses of white openwork underwear underneath. Cao Shan's long-
suppressed male hormones surged from his lower abdomen, his heart raced, and he rushed to his head. He stepped forward and tightly embraced Qu
Yan, his large penis pressed against her body. He said to her, "Qu Yan, I want it. I know
you want it too. My penis is throbbing, it's pent up. I want to put my big penis into her vagina." Qu Yan
was stunned by Cao Shan's sudden action. Although she had once secretly loved Cao Shan and almost slept with him, she
now understood that Cao Shan only saw her as a substitute for his girlfriend, Zhang Ning. She claimed
to be just a sex worker, and that Haibo was the man who truly loved her. She even hoped that Haibo would come
to marry her in a BMW two years later. While Qu Yan was struggling with Cao Shan's resistance and rejection, a pair of high heels and a suitcase
entered the tenement building. The sound gradually became clearer; it was Cao Shan's girlfriend, Zhang Ning. Just as Zhang Ning was about to
knock on Cao Shan's door, she faintly heard a voice from the bathroom, "No, don't do this to me
." Zhang Ning followed the sound inside. In those one or two seconds, time, air, everything seemed to freeze
. Zhang Ning said to Cao Shan, who was sitting on the floor, "What exactly happened? What are you two doing here?
Qu Yan, what's going on? Tell me!" Cao Shan quickly regained his composure, thinking about how to escape
the awkward situation, and immediately replied, "Qu Yan, your boyfriend Haibo has been gone for over half a month. I can't get through to him on the phone, and there's
been no news from him. Just now, I heard her going crazy in the bathroom, so I rushed out to see how she was doing.
I didn't expect her to push me down too." Hearing Cao Shan's blatant lies, Qu Yan realized how
disgusting Cao Shan had become. This was so different from the Cao Shan she admired in college. However, out of consideration for their relationship, Qu Yan didn't want to
make things awkward for everyone, so she didn't say anything more. Cao Shan feigned concern as he helped Qu Yan up, saying,
"Don't do this again. Call me if anything happens, I'll be there soon. After all, Haibo did something for you before he left..."
"Entrust it to me." Then, picking up Zhang Ning's luggage, he took her arm and led her out of the bathroom and into the house. Qu Yan quickly
tidied herself up and then left the bathroom. When she heard
the sounds of "Oh, oh...husband, be gentle" coming from Cao Shan's room, Qu Yan knew that her entanglement with Cao Shan was finally over. After all, in terms of beauty and figure,
Zhang Ning was far superior to her, and Cao Shan's past actions would be a thing of the past. At this moment, Qu Yan was also worried about
how Hai Bo was doing.
Time always seems to slip away silently, and a month passed in the blink of an eye. At this time,
Zhao Peng happened to arrive at the hotel where Hai Bo was staying. Upon seeing Haibo, Zhao Peng asked, "How's it going? How much did the stocks go up?"
Haibo asked with some suspicion, "You disappeared for a month without contacting me, and today marks exactly one month since then you come to see me.
What's going on? How could I dare to open my account without you here?" Zhao Peng quickly explained, "It's not
that I ignored you. I was away on a business trip doing research for the past month. I just got back and came to see you.
I'll prepare some drinks tonight to calm your nerves." Zhao Peng continued, "Let me see your account quickly.
How much have you made? I guess it's around 100,000 or so, right?" Haibo opened his account with some skepticism and was shocked to see that
there was 220,000 in the account. Hai Bo exclaimed in admiration, "Wow, you're so amazing!"
Zhao Peng replied proudly, "Of course, I'm the big player in this stock. Brother, how about we
invest in stocks together?"
Having experienced this stock market turmoil, Hai Bo was too afraid to continue and quickly said, "Brother, I still feel
uneasy about making this money. Thank you so much, you saved me, and you saved
my family too!" Li Rui chimed in, "Brother Hai Bo, if you don't invest in stocks with Zhao Peng, how will you
drive a BMW to marry Sister Qu Yan in two years?" Hai Bo was taken aback by this sudden topic. He calmed himself
and said, "Actually, these past few days while I was shopping alone in Daxing, I discovered a daily chemical factory that's up
for sale. With this money, I can try to acquire it and see if I can succeed." Li Rui asked doubtfully:
"Brother Haibo, what's a daily chemical factory?" Zhao Peng, seeing his girlfriend ask such a silly question,
replied dismissively, "You don't even know? It's a factory that makes shampoo, shower gel, cosmetics, and stuff like that."
Zhao Peng then retorted, "You'd rather do this than work with me, trading stocks so easily? Do you
even understand it? Do you know what investing is?" Seeing Zhao Peng's agitation, Haibo calmed him down and
explained, "Brother, I checked out this factory; it's small, has flexible operating methods, and the sale price is reasonable,
and..." "And Daxing is a cheap place with cheap labor and raw materials. It's practically a suburb of Beijing, perfect for starting a business."
Zhao Peng got angry again: "Okay, what you said makes sense, but the most crucial thing is how you're
going to sell it? Do you have enough capital to run the business?" Hai Bo, after more than a month of learning and
reflecting on this year's life, said: "Here's what I'm thinking: I can try online sales first, open an online store on Taobao
and sell there. I'll build an online brand first, then a well-known brand." Zhao Peng snorted and didn't say anything more.
Li Rui suddenly became interested in the topic of online sales and excitedly said to Hai Bo: "Brother Hai Bo, how about I
help you? I'm free anyway, and I'm a shopping expert. Maybe I can help you."
Hai Bo quickly thanked Li Rui and said: "Okay, let's get started tomorrow." Zhao Peng also looked helpless
and said to Hai Bo: "My girlfriend will be hanging out with you from now on, what am I going to do?" The three of them looked at each other and laughed
.
Haibo abandoned his lucrative stock trading career with Zhao Peng mainly because he
realized through this experience that stocks are a way to make money easily, but also a way to lose it quickly. Getting out early allows him to seize future opportunities.
The changes over the past month have taught Haibo a lesson in maturity.
Haibo's small factory has opened and is doing quite well online, but he's still
not satisfied. He knows very well that detergents and cosmetics are daily consumables. Although online sales are almost
cost-free and profitable, they don't allow for scaling up the factory. Haibo has been troubled by this problem lately
, but hasn't found a good solution. Li Rui seemed to notice Haibo's frustration and distress.
She leaned closer, rested her chin on her hand, and asked, "Brother Haibo, what's wrong? Are you worried about the factory?" Haibo
asked with slight doubt, "Yes, how did you know?" Li Rui smiled and said, "Because
I'm a tapeworm." Haibo's mood improved considerably after Li Rui's comment. Haibo, however, still missed
Qu Yan and couldn't control his endless longing for her. He immediately took out his phone and sent her a text
message: "How have you been lately? I'm doing great now, I have my own small factory. Half a year has passed,
believe me, I'll drive a BMW to marry you."
Qu Yan hadn't expected Haibo to send her a text message so suddenly. She read the message carefully, over
and over again, but couldn't think of a reply to express her own longing for him. So she hurriedly
wrote: "Cao Shan and Zhang Ning have left Beijing and moved away." Haibo was also filled with emotion after receiving the message. He hadn't expected
that in the past six months in Beijing, everyone had experienced success and failure, separation and reunion. In short, Beijing was a
place where all sorts of people lived, creating all sorts of incredible things. Just thinking about how he went from earning a little over 6,000 yuan
to 220,000 yuan, and then to becoming a boss—this was the Beijing myth.
Just as Haibo was deep in thought, Zhao Peng called: "Brother, my stock investment is stuck,
can you lend me some money?" Haibo wasn't surprised at all by Zhao Peng's call, because
from the day he refused to invest in stocks, he knew that stocks were extremely unreliable; today they could make you rich, tomorrow
they could ruin you. Haibo calmly said, "Brother, don't panic. Tell me slowly
what happened." Zhao Peng immediately replied, "How can I not panic? I've sold my car and house, but
I'm still stuck. It contains over 20 million yuan of my and my clients' assets. We only need 10 million
to get out. Help me." Although Haibo had some funds at this point, taking out 10 million was still a difficult task.
For him, it was a pipe dream. Hai Bo, knowing the situation, replied, "Brother, this is too much of a favor
. I can't help you with my current abilities. I told you long ago this is unreliable and we shouldn't be too impulsive, but you wouldn't listen." Hearing
Hai Bo say this, Zhao Peng became anxious and said, "What do I do now? Tell me what to do now?" Hai Bo
said calmly, "Brother, good things can turn into bad things, and bad things can turn into good things
. Let fate decide. How about we come over for drinks tonight and have a good chat?" Zhao Peng replied somewhat disappointedly,
"Okay, I'll come over tonight."
Hai Bo and Zhao Peng, having both started their own businesses, hadn't seen each other much in the past six months.
When Zhao Peng came, he specially brought two bottles of his treasured wine to see Hai Bo, who readily arranged for
a private room to be booked at a restaurant near the factory. During the meal, Hai Bo and Zhao Peng had a heart-to-heart talk about their school days and their
past ideals, expressing many feelings. Smoky and drunk, Zhao Peng confided in Hai Bo, "Damn it, all these years since graduation,
when I was rich you were poor, and when I was poor you were blessed. What kind of justice is this? Hai Bo, tell me, where do I
go from here? I can't seem to see the light at the end of the tunnel!" Hai Bo, also smoky and drunk, replied,
"No way! We'll stick together. You help me with business planning and investment; you're good at that. Remember
what I said today, what's mine is yours." Their conversation was spot-on, and the two
brothers went on to create quite a few miracles. Seeing that they were quite drunk, Li Rui immediately advised them
to call it a night, as everyone had to go to work at the factory tomorrow. Zhao Peng readily agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll
greet the new sunrise tomorrow. Honey, help me take Haibo back." Li Rui replied, "Okay, then wait for
me here. I'll come back for you after I drop Haibo off." Zhao Peng replied somewhat angrily, "No need, I'm fine,
I'm not in any trouble. Just take good care of Haibo, you guys go."
Hearing Zhao Peng's words, Li Rui took Haibo back to the factory. On the way back, Li Rui finally confided her feelings to
Haibo: "Haibo, I'm thinking of breaking up with Zhao Peng." Although Zhao Peng had drunk quite a bit, he... Remarkably
, she regained a semblance of clarity. Haibo asked, "Why?" Li Rui replied excitedly, "Brother Haibo, I've
fallen for someone. It's genuine, not his money or power that attracts me, but
his personal charm." Haibo smiled and asked, "Who is it? Who's so captivating, little girl?"
Tears welled in Li Rui's eyes. She took a deep breath and said, "Brother Haibo,
am I prettier than Sister Qu Yan? And have a good figure, right?" Haibo seemed to understand Li Rui's meaning and said calmly...
"Sister, I admit your place is better than Qu Yan's, but poverty makes everything difficult for a couple. Qu Yan and I have been through so much;
she is my everything. We promised we would never be apart." Hearing Hai Bo's rejection, Li Rui
became even more agitated. She pressed her body against Hai Bo's, her large breasts close to his. Hai
Bo was stunned by her sudden action and didn't immediately react. Just then, Li Rui
tried to kiss him, but Hai Bo turned his face away and refused.
Li Rui persisted, then whispered in his ear, "..." "Brother Haibo, just take me. I
can give myself to you tonight." Haibo, who had been drunk, suddenly sobered up, slapped Li Rui hard across the face, and
shouted, "How can you do this to Zhao Peng? Zhao Peng is my brother.
How can I repay Qu Yan for what she's done for me? Get out! Get the hell out of here!" Li Rui hadn't expected Haibo to be so angry
. She felt her pride deeply wounded and then disappeared into the night.
No one ever saw Li Rui in Beijing again. After that, whenever Zhao Peng asked Haibo where Li Rui had gone
, Haibo would weakly reply, "That night, I drank too much and forgot everything. She probably left
without saying goodbye." Haibo explained it this way precisely because he didn't want Zhao Peng to suffer such emotional pain.
After joining Haibo's factory, Zhao Peng proposed some future development measures and paths. Haibo
listened carefully to Zhao Peng's suggestions and adopted them. However, their biggest problem was that although internal management
was good, physical sales were not going smoothly, which troubled Haibo. Haibo often thought
of some highly capable business people, but since they were not his own people,
he didn't know whether it would be a good thing or a bad thing to assign them to sales, as hiring these people still carried certain risks. At this moment, Haibo suddenly
thought of Cao Shan. Haibo finally overcame his previous feelings of jealousy, after all, he was not mature enough at the time.
He sent Cao Shan an email inviting him to join the company, hoping that Cao Shan would reply to him soon.
After leaving Beijing, Cao Shan and Zhang Ning went to Zhang Ning's hometown, Dalian. However
, Cao Shan, who was used to life in Beijing, could not adapt to life in Dalian. Dalian was a second-tier city and could not compare with the prosperity of Beijing
. The feeling was also completely different from that in Beijing. After receiving Haibo's invitation, Cao Shan hesitated. If he returned to
Beijing to work as a sales manager at Haibo's factory, would he still have the face to face Qu Yan and Haibo?
After several email and phone conversations with Cao Shan about this, they finally reached an agreement. Haibo said, "Brother, my
factory is really lacking in sales elites right now. Looking back, you're the most suitable. Give me a hand." Cao Shan
refused, saying, "Are you really inviting me because you're so jealous?" Haibo quickly explained, "Brother,
why compare today to yesterday? Back in Beijing, we had just graduated and experienced so much. It was all due to
our immaturity back then—or rather, a crazy, youthful period." Cao Shan thought for a moment and replied, "Okay,
then let's work together and make a name for ourselves in Beijing." Seeing Cao Shan agree, Haibo immediately added
, "Alright, brother, call all your former sales associates too. Take as many as you can handle
."
Cao Shan smiled and replied, "No problem, leave sales to me." Afterwards, the two chatted about
many topics related to life and ideals. The next day, Cao Shan and Zhang Ning packed their bags and went to Beijing, heading
straight to Hai Bo's factory.
With the addition of Zhao Peng, Cao Shan, and Cao Shan's sales team, Haibo's factory sales soared, reaching
a point where demand far exceeded supply. Haibo hesitated to answer Cao Shan's calls, as the factory was already
operating at full capacity; further production increases were impossible and time-consuming, and transportation costs would rise.
Zhao Peng's proposed expansion plan also failed due to funding and personnel issues. Haibo sat in his office,
fretting over this, when Zhao Peng excitedly entered and said, "I've found a solution! I've found
a way to solve this problem!" Haibo, equally excited, eagerly asked, "Tell me quickly, what's the plan?" Zhao Peng, keeping him in suspense,
said, "Don't rush me, let me have a drink of water and I'll tell you." He picked up his glass, took a sip of water,
and then sat down on the sofa to continue describing his plan to Haibo: "The most suitable expansion plan for us now is, firstly,
for the large city market, we need to merge and reorganize factories that meet market demand; for small and medium-sized cities, we
can find local contract manufacturers for production. Only in this way can we expand our scale in the shortest time." "As long as
the funds are in place, we can fulfill all sales orders in a short time. As for cash flow,
we can simply mortgage the factory and use our own free cash flow to complete the first round of expansion. Then, by
analogy, our scale will expand significantly. If we encounter a crisis, we can withdraw from the contract manufacturing, and
the factories we merge and reorganize in major cities can serve as national production bases." Haibo, upon hearing this plan, suddenly
understood and said, "This plan is good, I agree. Let's get started immediately." The two then
worked at full speed, merging and reorganizing five factories in major cities and more than 100 contract manufacturers in small and medium-sized cities within just one year
. The factory headquarters also underwent two expansions, becoming the largest daily chemical manufacturer in the Beijing area,
and the factory's name was changed to "Haiyan Group." Cao Shan and Zhao Peng both became
vice presidents in charge of sales and management within the group.
Beijing can be described with words like mysterious, joyful, and lost. But
the people living in this city can be described as passionate and dream-driven. Beijing is cruel, Beijing is controlled. If
people adapt to life in Beijing and ultimately lose their soul and spirit, they will eventually become ordinary members of society,
like Haibo, Qu Yan, and Cao Shan when they first graduated. Back then, they could only extract what they needed to satisfy
their own desires, and looking back now, that kind of life was undoubtedly ugly.
I believe everyone is most concerned about whether Haibo actually married Qu Yan in a BMW two years later. I'm here
to tell you that Haibo did marry Qu Yan. On their wedding day, the wedding car wasn't
the BMW Haibo promised, but a grand convoy of BMWs. If you were to ask about
the future lives of Haibo, Cao Shan, Zhao Peng, Qu Yan, and others after their weddings, I believe everyone would have different answers. Because, as
I said, Beijing is a mysterious, joyful, and disillusioning city; only
those who have experienced it truly understand its bitterness and sweetness
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