Darkness is Coming

  A bookstore opened on Wangnan Road in the center of Nandu more than two months ago. Although the decoration is not luxurious, everyone knows how expensive the rent of the shop in this golden area is, and the transfer fee is not a small amount. Everyone said that the owner of this bookstore must be a big money lord with no shortage of money. How did you come to such a conclusion?

Now is the Internet age. You can buy everything online, especially books. There are so many e-book stores. Even if some people only love physical books, they can also buy online on Dangdang.com and Taobao. The price is cheap and convenient. Express delivery is delivered directly to the door, and the physical bookstore has long been shaken by the impact of this Internet storm, and even the Xinhua Bookstore can hardly survive.

   At this time, if you choose to open a bookstore in the city center, isn’t it obvious that you will spend millions to waste? Which brick-and-mortar bookstores are not allowed to bring built-in cafes, game rooms, and tea kiosks? How much money can you make just selling books? They can't even pay the rent, and they rely entirely on side industries to generate income.

   But the owner of this bookstore is very good. There is nothing else in it except books. The rules are strange. Books that have not been read are not allowed to be bought. How many people will pay a lot of money to buy a finished book?

   This is not a store to do business, it is clearly burning money, but people can afford it and don't care at all, so the owner of this bookstore must have a lot of background.

   This is confirmed by a little-known thing today.

Shortly after the Financial Street incident, an Audi drove to the parking lot of Wangnan Road, and two people got out of the car, one was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a black jacket, and the other looked less than 30 years old. , wearing gold-rimmed glasses, showing pride and confidence in the corners of his eyes from time to time, wearing a luxurious suit and shiny black leather shoes.

"Secretary Zhu, I'm just a businessman now, but Wangnan Road belongs to Changjiang District. Isn't that your jurisdiction? The owner of this bookstore is such a big name. If you don't invite him, you have to come to see him in person?" The young man helped his gold-rimmed glasses with a subtle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Wang, you just returned to China, and you haven't had time to understand some things. The owner of this bookstore is not a businessman, hey." Zhu Da, secretary of the Changjiang District Party Committee, smiled helplessly. The identity of the person next to him was not just a A businessman who has just returned to China is as simple as a member of the Standing Committee of the Jiangbei Provincial Party Committee and the only son of the secretary of the Nandu Municipal Party Committee. This shantytown renovation project is the one who won the bid. Wang Ganming won the bid. With his profound background and powerful strength, it is not him. A district party secretary is comparable.

"Secretary Zhu, don't you underestimate me? Now is the information age. Information is the most valuable. We do business and are the most sensitive to information. How can we keep abreast of the situation?" Wang Ganming smiled inscrutable. , in a single sentence, "It's not a simple businessman, I know, it's a war hero."

"Hey, that's right. I heard that this man may have been traumatized in the Battle of Yuanjiang, and he has a very strange temper. Don't mind it for a while. I heard that this person has a great reputation among the surviving people of Yuanjiang. Gao, if we can get him to come forward and say a few words, then our shantytown renovation project can go a lot more smoothly this time." Zhu Da said as he walked, and the two quickly walked to the door of this quirky bookstore.

   "Little Thousand World." Wang Ganming read out the name of the bookstore word by word, laughed for no reason, and said, "This name is a bit interesting."

"Yes, it's kind of interesting." Zhu Da agreed, pushed the door and walked into the bookstore. It was empty and there were not many people. Zhu Da went straight to the cashier, nodded at the boy standing behind the stage, and said politely. , "Hello, I'm Zhu Da, Secretary of the Changjiang District Party Committee, and I want to meet Mr. Yang."

   "Hello Secretary, do you have an appointment?"

   "Uh, no." Zhu Da looked puzzled. He was the secretary of the district party committee.

   "Could you please inform Mr. Yang, just say I want to discuss this shantytown renovation project with him. This matter concerns the vital interests of the people of Yuanjiang, so I said..."

"Okay, I will report to the president. If you don't have an appointment, please wait here. There are various books over there that can be used to relieve boredom." The boy interrupted Zhu Da unceremoniously and asked Zhu Da to Slightly stunned.

  Standing in place for a while, Zhu Dacai suppressed his breath and asked with a forced smile, "Is Mr. Yang busy? If there is something important, I can come to visit another day."

The teenager standing behind the cashier finished the call with a bluetooth headset and replied, "The president is taking a nap, and I don't want anyone to disturb you. You can wait here, there are seats over there." After that, the teenager pointed to the bookshelf A few wooden chairs beside it.

   Taking a nap? Can't be bothered? This is simply an undisguised humiliation. Rao is Zhu Da who has been in the officialdom for many years, and there is also a bad anger in his heart. He only feels that the blood all over his body has become hot, and it has been rushing to the top of his head, his heart is beating, and his voice is loud. As if to jump out of the chest.

   But Zhu Da didn't lose his mind and make a gaffe. His experience in officialdom made him cultivate a deep sense of stoicism. He just lowered his face, turned around without saying a word, and was about to leave, but was pulled by Wang Ganming.

   "Secretary Zhu, it's all here, it's okay to wait." Wang Ganming's face was also not good-looking, but he advised Zhu Da to stay and wait.

   This made Zhu Da's heart move. This Young Master Wang is not a simple character. He has always been watching people's dishes and never provokes people who shouldn't be offended. Therefore, even if he usually acts in a high-profile and arrogant manner, he never makes any big troubles. Could it be that Wang Ganming has information that he does not have?

After thinking about it, Zhu Da decided to stay and wait for more than an hour. Just when Zhu Da's patience was about to run out again, the boy who answered earlier said, "Secretary Zhu, Mr. Wang, I will. Long time please."

   After entering the door, Wang Ganming, who did not report his home, raised his eyebrows, then immediately suppressed the suspicion in his eyes, got up and walked into an inconspicuous wooden door in the bookstore with Zhu Da under the guidance of the young man.

  The space behind the door is much larger than imagined. It looks like a well-designed courtyard. There is a rockery in the center of the courtyard and a pool at the foot of the mountain. There are a few small fish swimming in the pool. There are several stone chairs randomly placed by the pool, one of which is sitting on a person, who is holding a book and studying it carefully, as if it is integrated with the surrounding environment, forming an eye-catching three-dimensional picture.

   It was a young man shrouded in black, with some silver threads in his black hair between his temples, and his slightly frowning eyebrows hid a sense of vicissitudes and a sense of responsibility that did not belong to his age.

   "Uh, Mr. Yang?"

   asked a tentative question, Zhu Da looked at the boy sitting on the stone chair in surprise, the legendary war hero turned out to be a half-old child? Who can believe this?

  The boy raised his head slightly, glanced at Zhu Da and Wang Ganming lightly, and nodded slightly.

   "I'm Yang Xiaoqian, Secretary Zhu, Mr. Wang, please take a seat."