Zeng Lexin was surprised, "I heard that Zeng Lao is very stingy, he doesn't want money, could it be that he forgot, did he tell you personally?"

"This ......" Zeng Lexin's words made Jiao Yifeng's heart lose his score, could it be that Zeng Lao really forgot?

Zeng Lexin added, "Be careful that old gentleman catches up with the door to ask for a pen fee, in case he launches another propaganda from his friends in the literary world, tsk~"

Zeng Lexin's words made Jiao Yifeng's heart not decline, and he was absent-minded during the whole banquet process, unlike others, who had a heart on Zeng Lexin.

It's not that they have any thoughts about the beauty city lord, of course it's normal to have them, but they don't dare to have it, forcing themselves not to have it, this proud girl of the sky has a very big background, she can be the mayor of a city in her early thirties, and the promotion speed is comparable to riding a rocket, and it is said that there is the shadow of a certain pavilion elder behind her.

For these wealthy businessmen who will do business in Wucheng in the future, what they have to do is to befriend Zeng Lexin, understand her governing philosophy, and make a fortune on the basis of mutual benefit for everyone, and truly do it, she is good, and I am good~

Therefore, what Zeng Lexin said, including every word that the secretary Yu Tong said, everyone here kept it in mind and chewed it carefully.

And Zeng Lexin also knows in his heart that in the next few years, his own governance will not be able to bypass these people here, some of them will make stumbling blocks for themselves, and some will become their own help, ups and downs are possible, but those are all things in the future, in front of her, what she needs to deal with is anxious wind!

When the banquet came to an end, Yu Tong and anxious wind whispered, "The city lord still has something to say to you." ”

The anxious wind immediately understood, and sent the friends away first, leaving only Zeng Lexin and the others.

"City Lord Zeng, we are really destined, I thought that after you were transferred, you would never see each other again, but I didn't expect to be transferred to our hometown, for a while, I was really a little uncomfortable, I almost called Director Zeng several times, I don't know what else the city lord wants to tell me Lao Jiao?"

Now there are only the three of them left, and Zeng Lexin doesn't go around the bush anymore, "Mr. Jiao, I just came to Wucheng to perform my duties, and I do have a little favor I hope you can help." ”

"Eh, the city lord, you are serious, as long as you say a word, Lao Jiao and I will not hesitate to go to the soup and the fire!"

"It's not necessary to go to the soup and fire, it's just a small request," Zeng Lexin suddenly restrained his smile and became serious, "Close the Hengzhen Paper Mill!"

Anxious Feng didn't expect Zeng Lexin to be waiting for him here, so suddenly!

He quietly put down Erlang's legs, and said obediently and aggrievedly, "Mayor Zeng, you embarrass me about this matter, I don't have many shares in that factory, and I have no right to speak." ”

Zeng Lexin was not in a hurry, and said slowly, "I know, although the money invested in the factory is all from you, but after the factory was completed, you transferred the shares to your relatives, and those villagers also got some shares, you don't have much left, not even the top ten shareholders, I remember that this matter has been on several media, you are known as a model of getting rich and not forgetting your neighbors, and the top ten people who moved Daxia a few years ago were also nominated, is there such a thing?"

Anxious Wind nodded, his face was quite glorious, in his hometown of Hengzhen, when he talked about his anxious wind, there was no thumbs up.

Zeng Lexin continued, "Mr. Jiao, you are fame and fortune, but do you know that the wastewater produced by the paper mill has seriously polluted the Huaxi that flows through Hengzhen, as well as those towns and villages that rely on Huaxi for drinking water, do you know how many people are hospitalized every year, including your hometown Hengzhen!"

"Mayor Zeng, you love the people like a son, and I can understand your feelings, but I really can't interfere in the operation of the paper mill, I am just a small shareholder. Jiao Yifeng is still arguing for himself, of course he knows what Zeng Lexin said, but he doesn't think it's a big problem, pollution, why can it not be polluted.

"Oh, is that really the case?" Zeng Lexin snapped his fingers at Yu Tong, and Yu Tong immediately took out a document.

Zeng Lexin turned a few pages and said, "If my investigation is correct, the industrial paper produced by the Hengzhen Paper Mill will flow to a packaging factory in Lin'an, and it will be all of it, and the boss behind the packaging factory is your brother, and the paper bags and cartons produced will all be provided to you for the Rapid Wind Express, and then sent to all parts of the world, I am right!"

"This ......"

"Rapid Wind Express is the only partner of Hengzhen Paper Mill, you pinch the shipping channels of the paper mill, and you have the right to make a final decision on any decision of the paper mill, which you dare to deny!" Obviously, Zeng Lexin has made full preparations before, and he is bound to pull out the pollution tumor in Wucheng and return the people of Wucheng to green mountains and clear waters.

Now that they have already spoken, the anxious wind has also been released, and he said strongly, "Then, the state can't forcibly demolish this factory, the factory pays the state every year in taxes, and my fellow villagers all depend on this factory for a living, the factory is gone, what do they eat and drink? If the state does not solve these problems, I can't tell them, and I can't convince them!"

"Increasing taxes is the job of our officials, so we don't have to worry about it," Zeng Lexin stood up, "and this largest paper mill in Yangzhou has been in operation for eight years now, and for eight years, they have never worried about the sales of their products, they have already gotten enough, and they can't do anything after that! Moreover, now the whole country is moving high-polluting and high-energy-consuming factories to Southeast Asia, Goryeo and Fuso, why can you still bear to harm your own green mountains and clear waters!"

"But moving abroad, the cost is high~" Of course, this is only secondary, after all, Jiao Yifeng did not make much profit from the paper mill, he mainly wanted to find something to do for those relatives and neighbors to benefit his hometown, but if the factory moved away, those people had no jobs, and their interests would be violated, they would not agree, they were also shareholders!

Zeng Lexin sighed, "It seems that it is useless to use negotiation, so I have no choice but to threaten!"

Jiao Yifeng also stood up, "City Lord Zeng, what do you want to do!"

Zeng Lexin pointed to the "Burrow Inscription" in the glass cover on the wall, "Do people in the Wucheng business district know that you got Zeng Lao's calligraphy?"

"yes. ”

"And you all know that Zeng always wrote it for you for free?"

"Yes~" The anxious wind began to feel weak.

"I think those old friends will definitely help you spread the word about such a sensational thing. ”

"They like to brag when they drink, well, there is such a possibility, but this is not a bad thing~"

"It's not a good thing," Zeng Lexin pointed to the letter, "This is not the real work of Zeng Lao, you have been deceived." ”

"What, how is it possible!" The anxious wind, which was originally calm and calm, finally burst out, and the whole fat face was pressed against the glass cover.

"If you don't believe it, if you don't believe it, you can ask Zeng Lao again if he ever wrote you such a picture. Zeng Lexin said with a smile.

"You, why do you say this is fake?" asked anxious wind.

Zeng Lexin spread his hands, "Because my name is Zeng Lexin, my father Zeng Guangxian." ”

"What!"

Zeng Lexin sighed: "This character imitates indeed very similar, and only my own daughter, and some of my father's old friends can see it, so it's not strange if you can't see it." ”

"But, but I personally begged it from Zeng's family, how, how could it be fake!"

Zeng Lexin explained: "Actually, my younger brother has been forced by his father to practice calligraphy since he was a child, and his words are very similar to my father's words~" Zeng Lexin threw a black pot to Zeng Lekan, and his heart was beautiful.

"However, my brother and I have no grievances, why should he harm me, if this matter is known to the outside world, my anxious wind will not become a laughing stock in everyone's eyes!" anxious wind said angrily.

"He is a writer of children's novels, and he likes to trick others, and I only knew about it before I came, so I specially asked my father for a copy of his handwritten "Burrow", Xiao Yu, go to the car and bring the gift I brought to Mr. Jiao. ”

Hearing Zeng Lexin say this, the anxious wind suddenly cleared the clouds and saw the blue sky, "Mayor Zeng, what you said is true!"

"The real and the fake can be exchanged back, and I can also inform my father to help you lie, but what I said just now, Mr. Jiao still has to think about it again. Zeng Lexin smiled again, waiting for anxious wind's reply.

I have to say that Zeng Lexin's smile is very beautiful, like a spring breeze, which makes people feel calm, and most of the anxious wind has disappeared, but he is still a little indignant, "City Lord Zeng, why do I always feel that I was calculated by you." ”

"Okay, I don't deny that I used some small means that are not very bright, but you don't suffer a loss, not to mention a proud work of my father, but also the friendship of our Zeng family, even the reason for closing the paper mill I have helped you think about it, just say, you have a handle in the hands of the new city lord, although it is pushed on me, I think, you are so righteous to those relatives and friends, they will not die for you~"

Jiao Yifeng suddenly hesitated, he was so good to them, they would definitely be considerate of him...... Probably so, right?

At this time, Yu Tong had already returned with the real handiwork, Zeng Lexin smiled, "Let's appreciate the calligraphy first~"