Afternoon.
Tang Yuan walked slowly down the corridor of the main office area of Gaojin College, his gaze sweeping over the doorplates of the offices, as if he was looking for something.
"So it's here…"
Tang Yuan turned two corners in a row and finally found Huang Bin's office.
"Knock knock knock…"
Tang Yuan knocked lightly on the door.
"Who is it?"
"Come in."
Huang Bin's voice came from inside the office, accompanied by footsteps, and the office door was quickly opened.
"Teacher Huang, I am Tang Yuan."
Huang Bin's hair was a little messy; it seemed he had just finished his noon nap.
"Tang Yuan, I know you."
"Come in, come in."
When Huang Bin saw that the person was Tang Yuan, a very warm smile immediately appeared on his face, and he gestured for Tang Yuan to enter the office.
"Teacher Huang, I'm really sorry to disturb your noon nap."
Tang Yuan closed the office door casually, a hint of apology on his face.
"It's fine, it's fine, I just lay down." Huang Bin waved his hand with a smile: "Tang Yuan, do you have something to see me about?"
Tang Yuan nodded slightly: "Teacher Huang, I came to see you because I do have something, and I hope Teacher Huang can help me coordinate with the college."
"Oh?"
"What is it?"
Huang Bin came to his desk and sat down, putting on his glasses, a serious expression on his face.
"Teacher Huang, my dormitory is quite old, so I want to find a renovation company to renovate my dormitory at my own expense."
Tang Yuan did not beat around the bush and spoke directly.
"Renovate at your own expense?"
Huang Bin was stunned, completely unprepared for Tang Yuan to make such a request.
"Tang Yuan, there has never been a precedent in our college for self-funded renovations. If you want to implement it, it may involve many departments, and it might be very troublesome to operate."
Huang Bin looked a bit troubled, speaking in a somewhat tactful tone.
Tang Yuan had already anticipated Huang Bin's response. He silently took out the gift bag he had hidden behind his back and placed it on the table. Then he took out two cartons of cigarettes from the gift bag and slowly placed them in front of Huang Bin: "Teacher Huang, can you think about this for me?"
When Huang Bin saw the cigarettes Tang Yuanplaced in front of him, his eyelids twitched slightly. As an experienced smoker, he naturally recognized Baisha and Tianxia. Although the country began to restrict cigarette prices last year, explicitly prohibiting cigarettes from exceeding 1,000 yuan per carton.
But rules are dead, while people are alive.
Take these two cartons of Baisha and Tianxia, for example. The official price is 1,000 yuan per carton, but the reality is that they are priceless, and ordinary people cannot buy them at the official price. This is just like the official price of feitian moutai being 1,499.
Want to buy it?
Pay more!
As an experienced smoker, Huang Bin was very knowledgeable about cigarette prices. To buy these two cartons of Baisha and Tianxia, you would need at least 4,000 yuan.
Now Tang Yuan started with two cartons of Baisha and Tianxia, which, while not enough to move Huang Bin, had already begun to sway him.
"Tang Yuan, I can think about this for you, but I really can't guarantee the success rate."
Huang Bin looked at Tang Yuan, his tone subtly loosening.
Upon hearing this, Tang Yuan silently pulled out two bottles of feitian moutai from the gift bag and slowly pushed them in front of Huang Bin: "Teacher Huang, could you please give it another good thought?"
Huang Bin watched Tang Yuan pull out items without a word, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
How could you use this to test a cadre?
Whoa!
Good heavens!
It's even the Year of the Dog zodiac moutai!
This kind of zodiac limited edition must be selling for over 3,500 per bottle!
Huang Bin silently did the math. Two bottles of zodiac moutai plus two cartons of Baisha and Tianxia seemed to be almost catching up to his one-month salary.
"Tang Yuan, there has never been a precedent for this in our college. Even if I think about it more, the success rate will probably only be 50%, and that's only if I use my personal connections."
Facing Tang Yuan's sugar-coated bullets, Huang Binwas already starting to crumble. One must know that cigarettes and famous wines have always been hard currency in the country. What appeared to be cigarettes and wine in front of him were actually no different from stacks of red banknotes.
"Oh, how can I let Teacher Huang use his personal connections?"
Tang Yuan frowned in feigned concern, then habitually pulled out his gift bag again. This time, he pulled out two newly released iPhone Xs Max: "Teacher Huang, please try your best to think about it."
Huang Bin looked at the two brand new iPhone Xs Max with 512GB labels, took a deep breath, and his psychological defense instantly crumbled like dry rot.
These two iPhone Xs Max, based on current market prices, already exceeded 20,000 in total value.
If the cigarettes and alcohol just now were sugar-coated bullets, then the digital products now were sugar-coated missiles. For a salaried person like Huang Bin, it was truly difficult to resist.
"Tang Yuan, leave this to me. I'll give you an answer tonight!"
Huang Bin completely gave in; Tang Yuan simply gave too much.
"Alright."
"Thank you, Teacher Huang."
"Then I'll wait for Teacher Huang's good news."
Tang Yuan's smile was very bright. With Huang Bin's words, he felt confident.
"You're welcome, you're welcome."
"It is my duty to solve problems for students."
Huang Bin waved his hand, responding with a chuckle.
Some things are best left unsaid, understood implicitly. If they were to tear off the pretense and speak openly, it would be rather unseemly. So Huang Bin and Tang Yuan both had an unspoken understanding and did not break through this layer of pretense.
Afterward, Huang Bin and Tang Yuan chatted for a few more sentences, and then Tang Yuan left Huang Bin's office, using the excuse of not disturbing Huang Bin's noon nap.
…
Walking out of Huang Bin's office, Tang Yuan's expression instantly returned to calm.
This world is just that realistic; there is nothing that money cannot solve.
If there is, it only means the price you offered is not high enough.
Evidently, the price Tang Yuan offered just now was high enough for Huang Bin.
Having successfully resolved the dormitory issue, Tang Yuan was in a rather good mood. Although he might have many residences in Shanghai and even across the country in the future, reserving a small base at the school was also a good choice.
One million yuan would be enough to renovate that 40-square-meter dormitory exceptionally well.
At that time, setting up a projector and two top-spec computers, occasionally watching movies and playing games—wasn't this the life Tang Yuan had dreamed of when he was studying?
Cost?
As long as it could bring happiness, for Tang Yuan, it was negligible.
Just as Tang Yuan was pondering how to transform the dormitory, a call from China Merchants Bank's dedicated line interrupted his thoughts…