Chapter 316: Grapevine
Fan Yijing was unable to sneak into the celebration reception held in the Lido Hotel last night, and brought the cameraman Lao Huang to Jinghe Building early this morning to interview the news of Jinghua Company. The reception staff of Jinghua's news department only said that they would report the interview request to the leader, and then provide her with a unified interview script.
But that's not what she wants. She asked for exclusive news and information. After wandering around Jixi Town for an hour, I didn't find any useful information, and drove to Changxin Development Zone, where Jinghua's factory is located.
After asking a few locals, I got a piece of information: Jinghua Company built a high-end villa in Qingdong Town, and I heard that it was going to be distributed as welfare. This move shows that Cheng DΓΉ, the wealthy of Jinghua Company, also aroused Fan Yijing's interest.
Hard work pays off. She really bumped into the young man who announced Jinghua's sales of 100 million in the first quarter at the inauguration ceremony of Jinghua Science and Technology Park that day. At that time, the host introduced that he seemed to be a representative of Jinghua Company. It stands to reason that he should also be one of the top executives of the company.
A staff member beside Lu Jing separated Fan Yijing, who was about to come forward. Lu Jing waved his hand and said to Zhao Zhili, who was accompanying him, "You send her away." When Zhao Zhili heard this, he smiled like Maitreya Buddha, "Jing Shao, is it soft or hard?" "The soft one is good words plus red envelopes, and the hard one is naturally to get rid of the camera equipment and then threaten it.
"You can do it." Lu Jingtou smoked without replying, thinking about whether he could recruit Li Daqing to do research and development now. The entire R&D department also needed to be split off at the right time to form a new company.
After a while, Zhao Zhili walked over with Fan Yijing with a haha, "Jing Shao." She is the niece of Director Fan of the Municipal Personnel Bureau. β
Lu Jing shook his head with a smile, Zhao Fatzi was hard, but he was threatened by others. I want him to wipe his ass.
"My second uncle is Fan Shengwang." Fan Yi said quietly. Unlike reporters from electronic publications and reporters from social news, she hasn't met this person for several years as a reporter. The dead fat man actually threatened her. She had to report the name of her second uncle, "The public has the right to know..."
Lu Jing glanced at her coldly, "Reporter Fan, don't talk about the big truth, everyone is an adult." In this way, it's almost lunchtime, so I'll ask Director Fan to come over and have a meal together. β
"Huh?" Fan Yijing looked at the young man in a daze. She said that Fan Shengwang was not wrong that he was her second uncle, but there was a layer of relationship in the middle, and he was not his biological second uncle. What's more important is how big a person her second uncle usually is. Reservations are required for meals. This young man said with a big grin like this, invite the second uncle to dinner?
When he and Lao Huang saw the second uncle Fan Shengwang coming in in the box of Heyue Restaurant in Jixi Town, there was no reserve and pride in his heart at all.
Zhao Zhili casually talked to Fan Shengwang about the process, and used the Spring and Autumn penmanship to talk about his small movements. Fan Shengwang is a person like a person, and he knows what is going on when he hears it. It must have been Fan Yijing pestering for an interview, being rejected and even threatened, and then raising his name. glared at Fan Yijing sternly, and secretly wondered how this distant niece could be forced to interview others, and it was not the first day she came out to be a reporter.
Standing up with a wine glass and toasting Lu Jing, he smiled and said, "Yi Jing is not sensible. It's a hassle for Jing Shao. Please bear with me with less scenery. After speaking, he drank a glass of liquor, and then said to Fan Yijing: "Yijing still doesn't toast Jing Shao to make amends." β
Lu Jing just dipped the wine on his lips, smiled and waved his hand, "Director Fan." We're old friends, so there's no need to make a big deal about it. "He doesn't have a penchant for being evil, just force the little girl to toast. Fan Yijing is about twenty-five or sixteen years old. But in Lu Jing's opinion, she is no different from a little girl.
"I don't like to be interrupted by the media. I hope that reporter Fan will not chase me after me in the future. It's okay to report on Jinghua Company normally, and don't get to the bottom of some things. β
Fan Yijing hurriedly promised: "I won't." But in his heart, he slandered: "Who are you liaring? If you keep a low profile. Yesterday, it should not have been announced at the celebration of Jinghua Science and Technology Park that Jinghua sold more than 100 million yuan in the first quarter. Now the newspapers on the street are full of your photos and news of Jinghua. In a few days, your bottom will be dug up by reporters. β
Lu Jing smiled and nodded. Intentionally or unintentionally, I said a few words about Hansheng Software Park. Fan Shengwang pondered the recent major events in Jiangzhou, and couldn't help but be happy in his heart. Recently, it was reported that Meng was likely to be involved in a case of pirating CDs. Mayor Mo Feilu was ready to make a move on Meng Wang, so his younger brother set his sights on Hansheng Software Park. However, I heard that there is still the shadow of Secretary Xiong's son-in-law behind the Hansheng Software Park, and it is difficult for Lu Jing to swallow it.
Lu Jing knew that Fan Shengwang's mind was spinning with such strange thoughts. Is he okay to go to the Hansheng Software Park? Jinghua has not yet reached the stage of diversifying and expanding into a group. After eating, Lu Jing went straight back to Jiangda to read.
Fan Shengwang glanced at his niece Fan Yijing, "Take my car and go." Her colleague sat at the table where she had just eaten, and he had not said something thoroughly, and he ordered this niece so as not to cause him trouble.
"Yijing, it's not the first day you have come out to be a reporter, you have to respect the privacy of others, I don't know this..."Fan Shengwang said for ten minutes before it ended. Seeing that there was still a long way to go to her newspaper office, she said, "Your electronic world journal also pays attention to software reports, right?" Let's talk about the situation of Hansheng Software Park. β
"There are also some reports related to electronics. Hansheng Software Park now has a total of 5 companies, all of which are computer software-related enterprises. I've gone in and interviewed..."
After talking for a while, Fan Sheng saw that his niece wanted to stop talking, and asked with a smile: "What other gossip is there?" β
"Yes. I heard that the Hansheng Software Park was run by Meng Hansheng, the son of Minister Meng of the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee. However, it can't be found on the disclosed text. I also heard a little bit of rumors about the Hansheng Software Park. I have a colleague whose relative works in the Hanbei District Investment Promotion Bureau, and his relative said that a female deputy director of the District Investment Promotion Bureau has a relationship with Minister Meng of the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee..."
"Don't spread the word about the shadowless." Fan Shengwang said very sternly. This kind of peachy news above officialdom spreads quickly and is also very marketable. The cadres below are all happy to talk about it.
"Oh." Fan Yijing saw that her second uncle turned his face faster than turning a book, and responded sullenly.
"You go back and carefully inquire about the details of this matter, and tell me when you have the result."
Fan Yijing nodded in amazement, not knowing why the second uncle, who was still saying not to spread gossip just now, suddenly paid attention to this matter again.
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Residents of the Baisha residential community on Xuhua Road have been moving in one after another since March 20. He Mengyao's two houses are on the 6th floor of Unit 2 of Building 3, which is really the two houses on the opposite door.
In the customs of Jiangzhou, red and white ceremonies, building houses, and getting married are all major events. Like He Mengyao, when her family moves to a new house, of course, she has to invite relatives and friends to have a meal. When Lu Jing and Guan Ning entered the door with gifts, there were already many people in the house. It's all to celebrate the housewarming.
The moonlight was nice, and the balcony was sprinkled with a little starlight afterglow. After eating, Lu Jing and He Mengming chatted on the balcony with the cool evening breeze.
"I originally came to inform you to come as a guest yesterday, but I didn't expect my sister to tell you four days in advance."
Lu Jing smiled and said, "She and Guan Ning are good friends." You're a good cook, and I think if you're a boy, your dad will let you take over his class. "Tonight, there were two tables of banquets, He Xiangcheng was too busy to be alone, and He Mengming also fried a few dishes.
"I used to help my dad at home, and I will naturally see it when I see more." He Mengming smiled lightly, turned her head to see that her sister was chatting with Lu Jing's girlfriend Guan Ning, and there was a young man sitting next to her. Her mouth pursed slightly. There was some displeasure in my heart.
"I heard that a bar has opened in Baishajing on the bar street on this side of Xuhua Road. But the construction of Baishajing is so loud, will there be business? β
"The bar is a night business. You listen carefully now, and you can barely hear anything. β
He Mengming tilted his head sideways to listen to the voice. The starlight fell on her delicate and delicate face, which was unusually delicate, and her especially bright eyes sparkled in the night. The little girl is getting more and more beautiful. Lu Jing stared at her embarrassedly, leaned on the railing of the balcony, and said, "You want to go to the bar to play?" Can your heart adapt to the stimulus of alcohol? β
"It's really silent." He Mengming turned her head and curled her long hair around her index finger, "The doctor said it's okay to drink a little once in a while." Bars don't all sell alcohol, I read books that say there are drinks. I didn't really want to go, I just told you what I thought. β
Lu Jing said with a smile: "If you want to go, I'll take you to play another day." However, there is nothing wrong with your academic performance, right? β
"No problem." He Mengming said confidently: "I will definitely win the first place in the class in the monthly exam next month." β
He Mengming's faith infected him. Lu Jing smiled and nodded. He also hopes that friends can come to see the Baishajing built according to his ideas, the ideal country in his heart.
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The nights in Jiangzhou are colorful for some people. Meng Hansheng and Su Yuan were drinking in the box of the Dynasty Club. A sneer appeared at the corner of Meng Hansheng's mouth, drained the royal salute in his wine glass, and handed today's "Jiangzhou Daily" to Su Yuan, "Jinghua Company is very popular. β
Naturally, he also knew about being slapped in the face a few days ago. The software project he put together was not as good as a brief announcement by Lu Jing on stage.
"Su Yuan, since Lu Jing likes to be in the limelight so much, let's help him. Hey. β
Su Yuan understood what Meng Hansheng meant, "Throwing rats." Even if it is exposed that Jinghua Company is Lu Jing's company, the impact on Lu Jiang will be limited. He must have avoided that. Besides, everybody does it, and so do the two of us. β
Meng Hansheng pointed to the picture in the Jiangzhou Daily and said to Su Yuan: "The gun shoots the first bird." We added fuel to the fire, guided the media to report, and pushed Lu Jing to the position of the first bird. Anyway, Jinghua Company is very prosperous now, and there are a lot of media to follow, so let's find a few people to expose the inside story..."
Su Yuan smiled and took the wine for a while, "You can try it this way." Maybe there will be unexpected effects. But don't expose us. β
"There are still people with messages in hand." Meng Hansheng clenched his right hand into a fist, clenched it tightly in the air, and said confidently. (To be continued......)