Liang Yuan looked at the nearly one-meter-high paper material piled on the desk and asked with a smile: "Auntie, there are so many."

Zhang Yi curled her lips and said, "This is just a little bit. Go and check out the filing cabinet."

Liang Yuan came to the file cabinet with some confusion and opened three cabinets in a row. He found that there were full of information about Canton Fair exhibitors. Liang Yuan looked at Liang Haiping and asked curiously: "Uncle, you won't take back all the information about exhibitors, how many can there be?"

Liang Haiping laughed and threw a thick book over. Liang Yuan picked it up and saw that it was written on it, "Catalogue of Exhibitors of the 61st China Yihui".

"This thing was exchanged for two packs of peonies, with a total of more than 30,000 exhibitors. I hired 9 people and spent 450 yuan, and basically brought back all the exhibitor information."

Liang Yuan smacked his lips, stretched out a thumb to Liang Haiping and gestured hard, and said, "Uncle, tomorrow you and your aunt will hire 20 temporary workers who are literate, and go to the city archives to find someone who understands them. Create a catalogue according to the categories I wrote, and then find out the manufacturers that can produce products under these categories among the exhibitors of the Canton Fair to classify and archive them."

After Liang Yuan finished speaking, he found a few pieces of letter paper in his desk and wrote down three major categories: daily necessities, shoes, hats, luggage, and clothing. He then classified them carefully according to the famous domestic retail websites in his previous life and Taobao's product categories.

The Canton Fair is still accustomed to distinguishing exhibitors according to the industry, which is inconsistent with what Liang Yuan wants to do.

Liang Haiping took the letter and looked carefully, then looked through the exhibitor catalog of Canton Fair and said, "I didn't see any difference."

Liang Yuan smiled and said, "The Canton Fair is too rough and has nothing to do with camping tents and socks in the textile category, which is not convenient for consumers to choose."

"Uncle, look at my category." Liang Yuan used his hand to draw the slab shoes, leather shoes, boots, sports shoes under the column of men's shoes... a row of categories, "After all the exhibitors have selected them, my uncle went to the Municipal Architectural Design Institute to make the area planning of three buildings according to this product classification, such as building a large market for selling men's shoes, with leather shoes and shoe areas inside. Each major category like men's shoes is a ** building. The building requires conciseness and can be built quickly. If they know where color steel manufacturers are available, they can design color steel directly."

Liang Haiping looked at Liang Yuan in confusion and said, "Xiaoyuan, what are you doing?"

"I will spend more than three million next month, and I will be under great pressure." Liang Yuan said with a smile: "I decided to build a mall to help my uncle share the downward pressure."

"There are department stores in Benxi, Xiaoyuan, you built this to try to compete with the department store for business, right?" Liang Haiping's tone increased a lot, and he opened his mouth in surprise.

"I don't have the courage. This mall is not built in Benxi."

"Where is it?"

"My uncle will know in a few days. I will discuss something with you." Liang Yuan changed the topic. "In recent days, my uncle took the time to go to Factory 257 to withdraw the patent fee for air conditioning fans in May in advance. I guess it will only cost more than 50,000 yuan. I forgot to talk to Uncle Wang today."

"I just remembered that it would cost a lot to hire people who organize materials here and to go to the design institute to do architectural drawings."

Liang Haiping smiled and patted Liang Yuan and said, "You just finished pretending to be generous in the morning, and then you asked my uncle to be a villain. Xiaoyuan, you are simply..." Liang Haiping thought for a long time but couldn't come up with an accurate adjective.

Liang Yuan smiled and said, "Didn't I forget it? I have to sort out the materials with my aunt in the group these days. All my pocket money this month has been exploited by Jia Jia and Feifei. If I don't look for the key points in Factory 257, I will starve to death on the streets."

Liang Yuan honestly helped organize the materials on the railway. Until the evening, Liang Haiping was afraid that Li Yuanling would worry, so he drove Liang Yuan, who was working extremely devotedly, back home.

After a while, I had to install a telephone in the group, and the business there will only increase and become more and more busier in the future. Liang Yuan opened the door while thinking.

When he opened the door, he found that his mother Li Yuanling was calling. Liang Yuan changed into slippers and closed the door. He just threw herself comfortably on the sofa.

I heard Li Yuanling say in my ears: "Okay, teacher, I miss you very much. I will come to Beijing to see you as soon as possible. I haven't eaten the teacher's wife's leek and egg-filled dumplings for many years."

When Liang Yuan heard this, he sat up on the sofa and thought to himself that it was not June yet. Could it be that Mr. Wu’s phone number? But in his previous life, he had never heard his mother mention other teachers.

Liang Yuan looked at Li Yuanling, who had already put down the phone with red eyes, lowered her head and was quietly dazed.

Li Yuanling put down the phone and tried hard to calm down her excitement. When she thought of her college tutor Professor Wu Zhonghua who had survived the disaster safely, her overly excited mind was blank.

In the late 1970s, after he returned to the city with Liang Jiangping, he went to his alma mater to find out the news of his mentor. At that time, the school said that Wu Zhonghua's files had long been taken away by the people from the May 7th Cadre School, and the school has lost contact with Wu Zhonghua for a long time.

Unwilling to give up, Li Yuanling returned to her alma mater to find her mentor for two consecutive years, but unfortunately she got nothing. In the end, Li Yuanling, who had secretly cried, gave up the futile search action.

After a catastrophe, I don’t know what the teacher has become. Is the teacher criticized and criticized so badly back then? I don’t know if the teacher’s wife’s rheumatism is serious.

Li Yuanling was stunned for a while, and mixed thoughts kept popping up in her mind, and she sighed a long time. She raised her head and suddenly saw her son Kaba looking at him with concern and confusion.

Li Yuanling was in a good mood and pulled Liang Yuan over and hugged him and said, "Xiaoyuan is worried about his mother. Mom is fine, but she is a little overjoyed."

Liang Yuan smelled the familiar smell of his mother and felt extremely peaceful. The more things a person experiences, the more he can feel the selflessness and broadness of maternal love.

Liang Yuandao really wanted to be intoxicated in his mother's arms for a while. Then he thought that I didn't know the big thing he did in Factory 257. The matter of Factory 257 would not be hidden for too long. Now it's better to leave my mother the impression that a little boy has grown up.

Like all the boys in the rebellious period, Liang Yuan struggled out of Li Yuanling's arms awkwardly. Then he asked with concern: "Who is my mother talking on the phone? I feel very sad."

Li Yuanling felt Liang Yuan breaking out of her arms, and then talk to her. Suddenly, she realized that her son seemed to have grown up and was no longer the little boy who liked to be tired of her arms.

Looking at Liang Yuan's concern, Li Yuanling's mood was mixed with all kinds of feelings. She stretched out her hand and touched Liang Yuan's hair and said, "I am my mother's tutor when she was in college. If you see her in the future, you will call Grandpa Wu."

Li Yuanling pulled Liang Yuan to sit on the sofa and briefly said what Professor Wu Zhonghua had taught him back then. Then she said, "Mom plans to visit her teacher the day after tomorrow. You must be obedient at home."

Liang Yuan nodded, thinking that his mother might have received the call at this time in her previous life. At that time, because her father had just been wronged, her mother probably did not mention this matter. Later, she was probably moved by Mr. Wu and discussed it with her father.

Looking at his mother who was going to the kitchen to make dinner, Liang Yuanxin said that everything was going well at home and that her mother had nothing to worry about. Perhaps Mr. Wu would be dragged into the team of the Spey gas turbine project to change to the gas turbine project in Beijing this time. Comrade Lao Liang is so busy that he is nowhere to be seen. I guess my mother will soon become like that, and she will be completely stocked in the future.

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