"Of course that's true, the old man has long been out of business, it was Ye Minqiu who was in charge before, and now Da Shao has gained a firm foothold in the board of directors, and his strongest opponent Gao Liujun has long been expelled from the board of directors by him, and now Zhonghuan must be controlled by Fu Dashao."

Yuan Qinglang sneered: "I'm worried about Zhonghuan Group. ”

My friend wondered, "How do you say that?" There is no one in our business circle who does not admire Fu Dashao's skill, he is really not a person to mess with, he has a black belly. ”

Yuan Qinglang's expression was contemptuous: "Really? He helped me with the Shangri-La Resort before, do you know what he wants to be paid? ”

"What?"

"Our family has a piece of land in the barren land of Xinjiang, and he actually wants that piece of land, why? Does Fu Dashao want to change careers to become a melon farmer and sell cantaloupe, hahaha? ”

Coincidentally, when Yuan Qinglang said this, Fu Nanli was passing behind him with Wen Qiao in his arms, Yuan Ershao's friend's face changed suddenly, and he motioned for him to say a few words, but Yuan Qinglang became more and more energetic the more he spoke, and belittled Fu Dashao to worthless.

"Don't work, Yuan Ershao will worry about me." Fu Nanli suddenly spoke, how rampant Yuan Qinglang was just now, how cowardly he was at this moment.

He was embarrassed and hurriedly made amends: "Mr. Fu, I'm joking with my friends, don't mind." ”

Fu Nanli put one hand in his trouser pocket, and he didn't even bother to reward him with a smile: "Yuan Ershao's piece of land, I have other uses, and Ershao will know after a while." ”

After speaking, he didn't bother to talk to him, and walked inside with Wen Qiao.

Yuan Qinglang was so frightened that he collapsed, and his friend persuaded him: "In this kind of place, you better say a few words, and when it reaches his ears, you will be unlucky, there is a festival between you." ”

Although Yuan Qinglang was unhappy, he knew that his friend was telling the truth, so he quickly kept silent.

In the small private room, the person in charge of the tasting party personally came over with a few bottles of red wine: "Mr. Fu, Miss Wen, please taste these two, if you like it, just tell the waiter." ”

Qin Bei waved his hand, and the person in charge retreated.

Wen Qiao asked him, "So what are you going to use that piece of land for?" ”

The corners of Fu Nanli's mouth curved: "It should be soon, in another two or three days, you will know." ”

Three days later, when Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli were having breakfast, Fu Cheng rushed back and threw a stack of materials: "All the geology has been explored, and there is indeed an oil field under the two thousand acres of land, and all the procedures and qualifications are ready, and it can be mined immediately." ”

'Click', the chopsticks in Wen Qiao's hand fell on the dining table, making a crisp crashing sound.

Oil field?

Is it the oil field she understands?

So the Yuan family guards such a cornucopia, but it is only used to grow cantaloupe, and with 2,000 acres of oil fields, it is exchanged for a resort to go smoothly, is his brain a little melon?

"Oilfield, how do you know there's an oilfield?" Wen Qiao was puzzled.

"The Fu family was building a signal tower base in a nearby mountain range, and by chance, a worker dug up something like oil and told his leader, layer by layer to me, I asked people to investigate, and found that it is very likely that there is a rich oil field hidden in the depths of the Yuan family's melon field."

Wen Qiao couldn't help but applaud Fu Nanli, he was able to hide it so tightly, without letting Yuan Qinglang see any signs or leak any rumors, the people under him can be said to be absolutely loyal to the Fu family.