The county seat is too small, and the news can't be hidden.

Overnight, rumors spread in the Rongcheng Hotel. It is said that the leaders of the county also called Jing Gao, the boss of Zhongrun Company, to inquire about the situation. The bidding situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse.

For this reason, the second round of tenders, originally scheduled for April 27, was postponed to the afternoon of the same day.

In the early morning, there was a spring rain in Rongcheng, and the temperature dropped slightly, making people feel more suitable and comfortable.

Jing Gao took the bodyguard Fu Ye, who was not very familiar with him, drove a Mercedes-Benz, and used Gaode map navigation to find the early shop that An Zhiwen said: quiet residence.

An Zhiwen's "Anzhao Textile Co., Ltd." is in Rongcheng. Such a big industry event, of course he knows. But it wasn't until last night that Zhongrun Company ranked first in the bidding and came out, but in fact, the controller was Jing Gao, and he knew that Jing Gao was coming to Rongcheng. So I made a phone call last night and made an appointment with Idaka to have breakfast here.

The name "Retreat" is graceful and elegant. The plaque of the store is also a small seal carved from ancient sandalwood wood. But in fact, it is a common breakfast shop in the streets.

The store is not large, and the space inside can only fit two tables. Two women are cooking all kinds of breakfast on the long table in front of the store: fried fritters, noodles, steamed buns, soup dumplings. Tofu brain in stainless steel vats. A soymilk machine making soy milk.

Diners basically eat breakfast at three or four tables under the shade of the trees outside the storefront, "Boss, let's have a basket of soup dumplings and a bowl of porridge." ”

A beautiful young woman with an apron tied to the long desk would walk out quickly and bring soup dumplings to the guests with a smile.

She dresses and dresses very ordinary, common spring clothes. But it is a plump body and graceful curves. He also has a pretty and smooth face, and looks only twenty-three or four-year-old. It's just the charm of the corners of the eyebrows and eyes, but she is actually a mature and charming woman.

The proprietress is so beautiful, charming and charming, and the breakfast business will naturally not be bad. It's probably a bit of a "tofu Shih Tzu" feeling.

"Mr. Jing..."An Zhiwen greeted loudly. He was still the same middle-aged man, Chinese New Year's Eve and sixteen, greasy and with a belly. He got up with a smile and shook hands with Idaka. I saw two little girls sitting next to him. One is about five or six years old, and the smaller one is about three or four years old.

"This is my daughter. Nicknamed Big Girl, Second Girl. This week, my parents took them to Rongcheng for a few days. The eldest girl, the second girl, is called uncle. ”

April 27 is Wednesday. Both little girls are in school. The real reason is that An Zhiwen and Zhao Shiyan are talking about divorce.

An Zhiwen loves his wife deeply and refuses to divorce. But he's been in trouble lately. An accountant at his factory suddenly disappeared. Liao Rong threatened him to divorce Zhao Shiyan immediately. But what really broke him was a photo.

His wife was wearing a sexy black evening gown, snuggled in a man's arms, and the two behaved unpleasantly. He can only get a divorce. The focus of the divorce is not on the division of property, but on the custody of the two daughters.

"Hello uncle. The two little girls with pigtails shouted crisply, and the children's voices echoed outside the door of the early shop, which immediately attracted a burst of praise from all around.

"The two little girls are so cute. ”

"If only I had two daughters like that. ”

Looking at the two cute little girls, Jing Gao suddenly smiled, and the gloomy mood brought by Huang Mingyuan and Ren Xuan's external moves became better.

Patted on the body, empty. He didn't even have a wallet on him now, he left it at Fu Ye's place, and turned around and ordered: "Old Fu, drive to find if there is a department store open, help me buy two meeting gifts for these two children." ”

Fu Ye had a tense expression all the time. He was depressed and depressed! He made people lose his "public office," and he regarded it as a great shame. But at this time, Fu Ye had a smile on his face, he remembered that his twin daughters were when they were young, and took the initiative to say: "Mr. Jing, you can buy two dolls or woolly bears." They definitely like it. ”

An Zhiwen hurriedly stopped: "No." Mr. Well, don't break the bank. ”

Jing Gao smiled and waved his hand, and said to Fu Ye, "Hmm." You look at it. I don't understand anyway. If the Xinhua Bookstore opens, help me buy a copy of Shen Congwen's border city by the way. As he spoke, he asked the two little girls, "Big girl, second girl, do you like hairy bears?"

"Yes! Thank you, uncle. ”

Jing Gao laughed, touched the heads of the two little girls, sat down, and praised: "Mr. An is good." What do you recommend here earlier?"

The daughter was praised, An Zhiwen smiled and recommended: "The soup dumplings here are very good, I ordered two cages." Mr. Jing tasted it first. There are also soy milk, fried dough sticks, bean curd, porridge, eggs, and all kinds of buns. ”

"Okay, then another porridge. ”

Talking and laughing, a twelve-year-old boy with a delicate face and stubborn eyes and resentment brought it up with two soup dumplings.

Jing Gao smiled, a teenager of this age is in the rebellious period, and he is very second. Ignore him and start tasting the soup dumplings.

The skin is thin and the filling is large, and when you bite it gently, the soup overflows in the mouth, mixed with the aroma of shiitake mushrooms, pork, and green onions, and is full of happiness.

"Hmm. Pretty good. Another soup dumpling. ”

An Zhiwen saw that Jing Gao ate very well, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Look at the human nature, he can't compare. No wonder the cause can be so big, and now they are coming to Rongcheng to integrate the textile industry. said: "Mr. Jing, I have heard about the situation you are facing. My company is also a member of the Rongcheng Textile Association. ”

Jing Gao suddenly became interested, "Oh?" An Zhiwen called him last night and said that he would invite him to breakfast, and then ask him for a small favor. Naturally, he should have come down for this. Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha. He wants to give Professor Zhao face.

What made Huang Mingyuan and Ren Xuan's "off-board moves" most difficult for him? The questioning of Zhongrun Company's financial strength was very easy to solve. However, if the local textile enterprises in Rongcheng are quite large-scale, they all resist Zhongrun Company to come in.

That's hard!

An Zhiwen smiled, it seemed that only his father-in-law valued him all along, thinking that he could achieve great things. He was accustomed to all kinds of skeptical glances. Eating the soup dumplings, tell the situation:"

Mr. Jing, the Rongcheng Textile Association is not monolithic. President Ren is only because he has the support of funds and connections from Beijing, so he can attract a group of people to participate in bid-rigging in the name of the Textile Association. It is important to know that there is no large-scale textile group in Rongcheng.

Therefore, if Mr. Jing wants to break the current dilemma, he can completely divide and pull together. They are just a combination of interests. There is no loyalty, or there is a personal vendetta with you. ”

Jing Gao suddenly fell into deep thought, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table, "Mr. An, you mean, if there is a chance, those medium-sized textile factories are also willing to merge?"

An Zhiwen smiled: "Whether you are willing to sell the factory or equity, I can't judge." The heart is separated from the belly. However, it is better to enjoy the shade with your back against a large tree. Now the textile industry is not easy to do. Everyone is in the group to keep warm. Like me, I want to find a big group to cooperate with and stabilize sales. As long as Mr. Jing does not lose his qualifications to bid, it is not difficult to win them over. ”

Jing Gao said: "The matter of bidding qualifications is easy to do. I communicated with the leaders of the city and county yesterday. That's why the tender will be pushed to the afternoon. Mr. An, if I leave this matter to you, would you be willing?"

"Me?" An Zhiwen was surprised, he knew that Jing Gao was assisted by Lu Gangyu and Xie Wangzhen, two "old rivers and lakes" in the textile industry, and these two were more suitable than him in terms of connections, qualifications, and status.

An Zhiwen smiled embarrassedly and explained: "Mr. Jing, I asked you to do me a little favor when I said on the phone last night, not this. "He's not at this point. Please have breakfast on the street and take the "big order".

It is foreseeable how much he will get in return for helping Jing Gao negotiate this matter! First, his factory will definitely be able to "come back to life" without worrying about sales. It's backed by a tree.

Second, the connection with Idaka is even tighter. This kind of network and friendship can't be bought with any amount of money.

Jing Gao can deduce from An Zhiwen's reaction that An Zhiwen asked him to have breakfast, saying that helping a small favor is a small favor, and he has no intention of talking about business. Very sincere, no tricks. Immediately laughed, An Zhiwen's character is really good, no wonder Professor Zhao takes a fancy to him,

"Mr. An should help me. At that time, would you be interested in working in the newly established textile group? Merge your factories into that. I need a professional general manager. Of course, there are equity incentives, and I will appoint an executive director to oversee your work as well as the group's finances. ”

An Zhiwen was stunned for a while. The "return" that Jing Gao gave him completely exceeded his expectations, the 800 million group, and 1% of the equity was worth 8 million, far exceeding his net worth, "This..."

Jing Gao interrupted An Zhiwen's indecision with a smile and said, "It's decided." Okay?" he dared to make such a big bet. I still trust Professor Zhao's vision of picking a son-in-law.

Of course, employing and knowing people is something he needs to learn now. Same as "performing arts".

An Zhiwen gritted his teeth and said, "Okay." I will definitely live up to your trust. ”

His father-in-law's expectation for him was to become a textile industry group and gain sufficient social status. But he really didn't want to stay in the "newbie village" anymore. Under Liao Rong's suppression, he had no chance to develop at all.

Changing to work under the well master is a new world for him. At least it won't be worse than the small factory he runs.

Itaka laughed heartily. Have breakfast, not only solve the problem, but also find the person in charge of the new textile group by the way. Can he be in an unhappy mood?

Who would have thought that the key to solving the problem would be An Zhiwen?

Jing Gao drank white porridge and asked, "Lao An, what did you say you wanted to help?"

An Zhiwen pointed to an electric car parked on the side of the road, "It's coming." ”