"Brother Wen, where did you get this information?" Hei Ba smiled and took a few quick steps, he wanted to open the car door for Yue Wen, but the doorman was faster than him, "Yes, this tip can't be saved." He muttered, pulled out a few tickets, and handed them to the doorman with a sad face.

"Be more generous," Yue Wen got into the car, "There are people in the world who earn wages, and there are also people who earn tips, and there are also noble ladies like Shao Yuqiong who were born with a golden soup spoon, money is a thing, the more you give, the more it comes." ”

"Remember, money has eight legs, you can never catch up with it, let it chase you, what do you think I lack money to spend?!"

Hei Ba thought about it, it was really like this.

"Now it's the information society, we have a smooth flow of mountains and seas in the capital, and when we get to Xiangjiang, they think I have no choice?"

"Didn't you hire a private detective?" Kuropa took out his cigarette and retracted it automatically.

"Wrong, it's Fuhua!" Yue Wen uncovered the mystery, the reason why Tu Qing made friends with his life was that Xiangjiang could have a connection, and now although he is located in a corner of the Qinwan Development Zone, he has acquaintances in every province he goes to, and now Xiangjiang is no exception.

The next day, they met with Saddam Hussein and Qu Fengshou, and they went to Guogangjian together.

In Guogang Construction, they only saw Luan Siyuan, the vice president.

Luan Siyuan put forward their intention on behalf of Guogang Construction, and they actually wanted to own the entire equity of Furong Port.

All!

"The lions open their mouths, and they can really open their mouths!" Saddam Hussein scolded indignantly after coming out of the headquarters of the National Port Construction of Xiangjiang.

Qu Fengshou looked at Yue Wen, but Yue Wen didn't speak.

Hei Ba was also angry, "Then just sell the management committee of the Working Committee of the Development Zone to them, we can't beat them better!"

When he proposed the development of Lingang, Mao Siyuan proposed to build three roads: one is the port railway, one is the port high-speed, and the other is the port highway, which is directly connected to the 401 national highway.

This is the proper meaning of the question, and there is nothing wrong with the other party proposing it, but, according to Yue Wen's assumption, this is all about the investor, besides, the other party wants 100% equity and does not leave a point for the development zone, which is equivalent to you eating all the meat, and I have to repair the pot for eating meat.

"Damn!"

Yue Wen raised his eyebrows, "Starling, call the excellent company, I won't believe it, after the death of the Zhang butcher, we still have to eat the pig with hair!"

However, what he didn't expect was that the other party, Yang Zhuoyong, was not in Xiangjiang, saying that he had urgent business and went to Singapore.

As soon as they heard about Singapore, Heiba and the others all looked at Yue Wen, there, to go or not to go?

"We can't chase him and let him go to Qinwan to find us. Yue Wen rubbed his middle finger and index finger, when it was cloudy, these two fingers were particularly painful, Jiang Xiaoyun once introduced him to an acupuncture doctor, but he didn't persevere.

Just when they were secretly angry, the excellent company called, and the company's vice president personally greeted them, first of all, they also visited the company, held a discussion, and then had a banquet in the evening.

On the third day, when Yue Wen was about to leave for Germany, Yang Zhuoyong called Yue Wen's mobile phone.

"Are you Secretary Yue?" Yue Wen used to run south all year round, and this person's accent actually had a thick Hokkien accent.

"I am. "Yue Wen is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Hello Secretary Yue, I'm Yang Zhuoyong, I'm sorry, I just came back from Singapore, but I'm not in Xiangjiang now, I'm in Shencheng," the other party's voice was very cordial, which made people feel a sense of closeness, "Can you trouble Secretary Yue to move to Shencheng, we are fully responsible for the cost." ”

has been an old cadre for many years, and Yue Wen is also very atmospheric, "This is all small money, don't worry about it," when he arrived in Xiangjiang, he also spoke in Zou Zou, "No problem, I will go to Shencheng to meet Mr. Yang." ”

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Shencheng, airport.

Two Mercedes cars stopped at the pick-up gate.

The little beautiful girls holding the Yue Wen brand are all comparable to Victoria's Secret supermodels.

The two girls laughed, which made Hei Ba immediately dizzy, and a group of four people got on the Mercedes-Benz, Yue Wen sat in the front one, and the three of them sat in the back car, directly on the road.

"Damn, there's almost no police car on the road. Yue Wen laughed and laughed at himself, "Master, where are we going?"

"Xijiao Guest House. ”

"Where?"

"Xijiao Guest House. The driver looked at this young face from the reflector, which is not surprising, this magic capital, there are unbelievable things happening all the time.

This is the largest five-star garden villa-style state guesthouse in Shencheng, with famous trees and ancient trees, exotic flowers and plants, pavilions and water pavilions, dotted with 80,000 square meters of lake.

"Okay, starling, now you have your wish. ”

This state guesthouse with a mysterious history of more than 40 years has received celebrities and dignitaries at home and abroad, including the British Empress, the Japanese Emperor, the German Prime Minister, the President of the United States, the President of Russia, etc.

Bright and elegant, and neat and tidy, this is the first feeling given to Yue Wen after entering the lobby, putting down the luggage, Yue Wen asked, "What about you Mr. Yang?" "In the wind and rain pavilion," this assistant is like a British housekeeper, very gentlemanly, "Secretary Yue, please." ”

The group walked out of the lobby, Yue Wen looked at Saddam, Qu Fengshou and Heiba, and he was very satisfied with the expressions on the faces of the three subordinates.

Follow the leader to live in this kind of place, see it, and go back is also a kind of experience and a kind of capital.

On a winter morning, the sun is shining and the wind is bustling, behind the hotel gate is a tree-lined boulevard, the whole avenue is lush, the sun shines through the leaves on the road, the green grass on both sides of the road, take a deep breath, the air with a faint fragrance of grass, refreshing.

"Brother Wen, look, red-crowned crane!" the black eight fingers pointed to the lake.

After passing through a dense green forest, the clear and beautiful lake, light and graceful bridges, and quiet forest paths appear in front of you.

Yue Wen smiled, "It's not just red-crowned cranes here. ”

I saw the strange flowers and plants, towering ancient trees and rare birds that could be seen everywhere, and for a while Saddam Hussein and the other three pointed out, is this the legendary paradise and fairyland on earth?

"Alas, being able to live here is worth it in this life!"

Saddam Hussein, who was in his fifties, sighed angrily, and Hei Ba immediately flattered, "Sha Bureau, follow Secretary Yue, what hotel can't be lived, as long as we do a good job, some investors are vying to invite us!"

That's not right.

But the words are not rough, surrounded by trees, flowers, small bridges, and flowing water, Yue Wen would rather live here for a long time in this life.

However, this is not possible.

However, Yang Zhuo, who was able to meet them here, this person, Yue Wen suddenly became interested in him.