Of course, Wu Mo knew what Guan Ju was worried about.

But he wasn't worried.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and when the time comes, there will naturally be a way.

Even if others don't, he does!

What he wants to care about now is not actually this, but to increase his market share before the end of the year.

Otherwise, even if the people in the media office don't get in the way, he will not be able to win the award.

"Okay, don't worry about it, after getting through this difficulty, it's time to celebrate, since Brother Zhang has a treat, let's go relax and relax."

……

Outside the Happy Park community, a Baojun 730 is parked in a roadside parking space.

A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life came out of the car, and he looked at the building of the Happy Park community a little helplessly.

The place where the eyes are set is the location where Bai Xiaosheng Media is located.

His name is Zhang Jianqiang.

It is the owner of a private flour mill, a small business, not very big, but because of its good reputation and good flour quality, it used to be able to make a lot of money.

A week ago, he was a millionaire in the truest sense of the word, with a personal fortune of more than five million.

But today, he is left with this Baojun car that has been used for several years.

The factory is in trouble, and it is not a problem that money can solve.

The village, which had been responsible for providing him with high-quality wheat in the past, suddenly announced that the contract was terminated and that it had also paid liquidated damages.

But what can he do if he asks for money, if there is no wheat in this village, the quality of his flour will be substandard, and the next problem will be serious.

So for a week, he kept running, hoping to find out the reason and make the people in the village change their minds.

After all, we have been cooperating for nearly ten years, and we have always been very friendly, and the most important thing is that we can make money, which can be regarded as a win-win situation.

After searching for it several times, the village chief there finally told him the truth.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, Mr. Tan Kai of the Tan family decided to requisition our village to set up a factory, and the compensation is still a lot, although some people are reluctant, but you know the situation of the Tan family, and we have no possibility of opposing it at all."

Hearing this, Zhang Jianqiang was desperate, really desperate.

What is Tan Kai's situation, Zhang Jianqiang knows very well in his heart.

So he stopped thinking about the village and went somewhere else, hoping to find wheat of comparable quality.

But where in this world can there be such a satisfactory thing, he worked hard for a week, and in the end he didn't get anything.

If it weren't for the fact that the flour mill still had some grain in stock, I am afraid that it would not be able to continue its business.

In desperation, he came here, hoping to find Bai Xiaosheng Media for help.

The flour mill is his lifeblood and the guarantee of his family's livelihood, not to mention that there are many loyal customers who are willing to buy his flour, and he feels that if he closes the flour mill now, he will not only lose the way to make money, but also disappoint those people.

This kind of thing, he really didn't know if Wu Mo would help.

After all, today's Bai Xiaosheng Media is no longer what it used to be.

At the beginning, in order to expand his influence, he would accept some people's entrustment to help do some things, but now Bai Xiaosheng Media has long been a household name in Haihe City, and he is really worried.

Fear of rejection!

Fear of disappointment!

So after getting out of the car, he hesitated several times, and finally failed to enter the Happy Garden, but squatted on the side of the road and smoked.

The gloomy smoke of the clouds.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

He was startled, hurriedly extinguished the cigarette butt, and then clipped it to his ear, and there was still more than half the length left, and it was a pity to throw it away.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Something's wrong? What's wrong? ”

Zhang Jianqiang asked nervously.

If this person is unlucky, he really stuffs his teeth after drinking cold water, and he is really afraid that there will be some big problems that cannot be controlled at this time.

"The Tan family is here, saying that they want to buy our flour mill, as long as the brand!"

"Didn't I say I wouldn't sell it?" Zhang Jianqiang frowned.

It's not the first time that the Tan family has come to their house, and they just want the trademark of their flour mill!

This trademark, or brand, is a time-honored brand in Haihe City, and its influence is very great, and the people believe in it very much.

Almost all of Haihe, more than half of the people like to eat their family's flour.

The reason why the other half can't eat is not because they don't want to eat, but because their family's production capacity is problematic.

Zhang Jianqiang does not want to expand the scale of production, but he is afraid that after the expansion of the scale, the quality of the flour will decline, and it may bring considerable economic income for a while, but after a long time, it will definitely lose the trust of customers.

The village where he buys wheat produces so much, and if there is no wheat of comparable quality, it must not be expanded.

It was a business philosophy that his father had passed on to him, and he didn't want to give it up.

The Tan family wants to buy their brand, and he can figure out what to do with his practical head.

It's nothing more than the large-scale production of flour through this brand, and the Tan family doesn't care as much about reputation as he does.

"His father, people threw away the words, saying that we toast and don't eat and drink, if we refuse to sell, then don't think about opening the flour mill!"

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Jianqiang's wife's voice trembled a little: "His father, I think it's better to forget it, we can't fight the Tan family, we will sell it if we sell it, and after we get the money, we will do some other business." ”

"Don't worry, I'll think of a way."

Zhang Jianqiang was also afraid, but he was still a little unwilling.

I can't fight Tan Kai by myself, but what about Wu Mo?

In the past few months, he has studied all the glorious deeds of Bai Xiaosheng Media, and deeply felt the power of this teacher Wu.

In the past, who would have thought that Wang Shizong would fall?

Who would have thought that money would always fall?

Even Cheng Yu, the director of the media office who recently tried to block Bai Xiaosheng Media, was not also countered by the generals?

Tan Kai is more powerful than these people, but in Zhang Jianqiang's concept, he doesn't know how powerful he can be, so he thinks that Wu Mo will definitely be able to deal with Tan Kai.

Until the last step, he was really unwilling to give up the flour mill left by his father, nor was he willing to give up the credibility of the flour mill.

Suddenly, a group of people came out of the Happy Garden, talking and laughing.

Zhang Jianqiang rushed over excitedly, he saw Wu Mo, although he didn't dare to go in before, but now there is no way, he has to try.

"Damn, don't worry about it first, I'll think of a way, if it doesn't work, sell it."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jianqiang had already arrived in front of Wu Mo.

However, when he rushed over to grab Wu Mo, suddenly his hand hurt, and the person was so frightened that he retreated several times.

Of course, Xiao Jump stung Zhang Jianqiang, after all, Zhang Jianqiang's appearance is too much like a person looking for trouble.

(To be continued.) )