Rebirth of the Wild Age

Geng Zhong took the train to the south that day, but instead of interviewing Song Weiyang directly, he went to Rongcheng first to ask friends from the media here for news.

Really good reporters don't just conduct interviews rashly, they need to do a lot of preparatory work. At least the basic information of the interviewees must be known, so as to be targeted, and it is easier to find the focus of the report.

In the teahouse.

"Xikang Daily" reporter Cao Yixuan said: "Ask that Xiao Song, the factory director? I know, I even interviewed his father."

"There's another factory manager Song?" Geng Zhong asked in surprise.

Cao Yixuan smiled and said, "Yes, the factory director Song was one of the top ten outstanding township entrepreneurs in Xikang Province two years ago, and he is now squatting in prison."

"Tell me in detail!" Geng Zhong quickly took out his notebook.

"Old Factory Director Song, I have a good personal relationship with him, what a pity, what a pity," Cao Yizhen said with emotion, and continued, "Song Weiyang's father is Song Shumin, an old educated youth from Shenghai who went to the countryside in 1966. Married and had children, started a small winemaking workshop in 1980. Because of speculation, he was imprisoned for half a year, and after he was released, the factory was affiliated with the local government."

"So, he went to prison for the second time because of equity issues?" Geng Zhong immediately thought about it, he had seen such things a lot.

Cao Yixuan nodded and said: "Before the Southern Tour in 1992, the coastal areas had already started to carry out equity reform of township enterprises, but Xikang Province couldn't do it. Lao Song tried several times, but was stopped by the local authorities, so he took the risk and left and right. The right hand used foreign capital to reform the winery. He almost succeeded, but was reported, the evidence was solid, and he was sentenced to more than eight years in prison.”

Geng Zhong asked: "Then what happened to Song Weiyang?"

Cao Yixuan said: "After Lao Song came in, the winery was nationalized, and the Song family was left with only one canning factory with serious losses, which was managed by Lao Song's eldest son. Song Weiyang is the second son of the Song family, a high school student..."

"A high school student?" Geng Zhong said in surprise, "You said that Song Weiyang, who published an industrial and commercial anti-war campaign in the newspaper, was a high school student!"

Cao Yixuan seemed to have expected Geng Zhong's reaction, and said with a smile, "Don't you believe it? I didn't believe it at first. "Rongcheng Evening News" interviewed him last year. This kid is very famous in the system of Xikang Province. It’s all registered there.”

Geng Zhong said: "It's not so evil, is it? The provincial leaders can still pay attention to a small cannery?"

Cao Yixuan said: "First, he is Song Shumin's son; second, this kid's deeds are too eye-catching. The article in the "Rongcheng Evening News" has a great influence in the province."

"What did he do last year?" Geng Zhong asked.

Cao Yixuan said: "Song's cannery owes a total of seven to eight million yuan, and the workers have not been paid for several months. Song Weiyang used the time of summer vacation to steal a few hundred dollars from his family and went to Shenghai to learn from big cities. With his advanced sales experience, he also persuaded several investors to participate in the shares. Once he returned to his hometown, he mobilized the workers to deal with the canned goods inventory, returned the funds, launched new products, spent all the money on advertising, and turned the canning factory into a profit within a month. profit."

"This is a business genius!" Geng Zhong said excitedly.

Cao Yixuan smiled and said, "Hurry up if you want to interview him. The reporters from "Rongcheng Evening News" have already left. He made a big deal this time. It is estimated that many media reporters from all over the country are coming. Be careful not to grab hot dog shit."

"Don't worry, we are a monthly magazine, no matter how fast we move, we have to report next month," Geng Zhong said, "Give me some newspapers that report on Song Weiyang."

Cao Yixuan said: "That's last year's news. It's all piled up in my office. You can find it by yourself."

...

It was not until the fifth day after the appeal was issued that Geng Zhong took the train to Rongping.

In the sleeper car, there were four men in suits carrying sacks, the bags were bulging, and they didn't know what they contained.

There is also a gentleman, with a backpack and a camera case around his neck-this is a colleague.

"Which newspaper is your friend from?" Geng Zhong asked.

The man took out his business card: "Gai Chunhe from Southern Weekly."

"This surname is rare," Geng Zhong also smiled and took out his business card, "Geng Zhong from "Beyond Eight Hours."

One is a weekly newspaper, and the other is a monthly magazine. There is not much competition, so the two get along relatively well, and soon chatted around Song Weiyang.

Gai Chunhe said: "This Lu Zi surnamed Song is too wild. When the editor-in-chief assigned me a task, I was really shocked."

"You "Southern Weekend" are still afraid of others?" Geng Zhong said with a smile.

"It's not the same," Gai Chun said softly, "The article written by Song Weiyang is against the central government's investment promotion policy. If you don't pay attention, it will be over! A serious political mistake!"

The man in the next shop was sleeping with a sack on his pillow, and suddenly said: "There will be no accidents at Xifeng Company, right?"

Gai Chunhe shook his head and said, "Judging from the reactions in the past two days, there should be no problem. Our newspaper office has not received any official notice."

"That's good." The man breathed a sigh of relief.

Geng Zhong asked: "You also went to Xifeng Company?"

The man said: "I am a dealer and I want to cooperate with Xifeng Company."

Geng Zhong looked at the other three men, and then at their sacks, and he had already guessed in his heart that the sacks were full of money.

The train makes seven bends and eight turns in the mountains, and stops at a small station every half an hour, which takes more than twice as long as that of a car.

After finally getting to Rongping City Railway Station, Geng Zhong and Gai Chunhe left first, followed by four dealers carrying sacks. When he got to the platform, Geng Zhong saw a blond foreigner with a camera on his back.

"It has alarmed the foreign media." Geng Zhong winked.

Gai Chunhe said with a smile: "It's no wonder if there is no alarm, this matter is too big."

China has been reforming and opening up for more than ten years, but for foreigners, it is still shrouded in fog, and many things are always incomprehensible to them. There was a slight disturbance, and those foreign media were like sharks smelling blood, they ran to snatch food every minute, and then published novelty-style articles that caused a sensation abroad.

Don't say that Song Weiyang made things so big, just say that the businessman surnamed Qiao who clamored to overthrow McDonald's opened a few fast food restaurants, which have attracted the three major news networks in the United States to report in turn.

"taxi!"

Geng Zhong was standing on the side of the road waving, and as soon as a taxi stopped, someone got in first.

Gai Chunhe smoked a cigarette and said, "Song Weiyang got rich this time, and the one who got into the taxi just now was another dealer, carrying a sack full of money and rushing to deliver it to the door."

"The first righteousness of the Anti-Japanese War, he should make money." Geng Zhong said with a smile.

Gai Chun said softly, "As long as he doesn't mess around, this golden body can survive at least ten years."

"That's not necessarily the case," Geng Zhong said. "I interviewed Mou Zhong. This man has a bigger golden body, but he is a lunatic. Sooner or later he will go to jail."

"That's right. I often walk by the river, so I don't get my shoes wet. Those who like to take risks often kill themselves." Gai Chunhe said with a smile.