"Shall I say that, then?" Geng Wenyang said with a smile: "There is a good saying: if you want to get rich, you must first build roads. Haixi County is mostly mountainous and has inconvenient transportation, so if you focus on building roads first and straighten out the traffic in the county, I think it will attract a lot of enterprises to come and invest."

"Build roads?" Zheng Baisheng had a turn of his mind and hurriedly said, "It costs a lot of money to build roads. If you put in so much real money and don't see a return, the county's finances will be even more difficult."

Geng Wenyang sneered and said, "How can there be no return for building a road? If you really can't set up a toll booth, you can always recover the cost. And by promoting the construction of roads, wouldn't it be clear who was available and who was waiting to die?"

"What's more, building roads is a good thing that benefits the vital interests of all people." Geng Wenyang said: "As long as the correct banner of road construction is put up, the rest will be easy to do."

Zheng Baisheng suddenly said brightly: "This is a good idea! That's great! Let me open my mouth, let me open my mouth!"

Geng Wenyang said with a smile: "Senior brother, you have to have your own people to do practical things. I think Lao Liu is good, he has the courage to take responsibility, I can find a way to transfer him over to help you."

"Well, you and I went together." Zheng Baisheng said: "Not only Lao Liu, but I also have to transfer a few people to push forward the work of road construction in a down-to-earth manner."

The brothers chatted until late at night. Seeing that it was too late, Geng Wenyang asked Wang Xiaoyi to drive his Cherokee and sent Zheng Baisheng back to the dormitory with his bicycle.

With Geng Wenyang's strong assistance, after actively compensating and obtaining the victim's forgiveness, Gao Zhaolin was finally sentenced to one year in prison with a one-year reprieve, so that he did not have to go to prison to serve his sentence.

More than a week later, when Gu Bingming learned that Huimin Commodity Logistics Trading Company was willing to donate two Santana cars to the branch, he couldn't help but have some doubts. Of course, he knew that Huimin Commodity Logistics Trading Company was the operator behind the Zhannan Huimin Wholesale Market, and the big boss behind it was Geng Wenyang, who coveted his daughter.

He secretly wondered, "What is the Geng family kid trying to do? Do you want to use two Santanas to curry favor with me and get me to agree to him befriending Lan Lan? This is too underestimating my Gu Bingming, right? If you want me to appreciate it, you have to give ten or eight cars. Since you want to spend money to buy it, I'm going to give you a problem this time, but I want to see how capable and sincere you are."

Due to the limited budget, the equipment of the police vehicles of the Kuangbei Public Security Bureau is not very good. Except for a few precious Santana, the rest of the attendance vehicles are mostly domestically produced Shencheng sedans, J Jeep, Jinbei Dongfeng Changhe and other large and small vans, and then some old Lada Volga and other Eastern European imported cars.

Hearing that Huimin Commodity Logistics and Trading Company was willing to donate two brand-new Santana cars to the branch, all departments immediately widened their eyes and reported to Gu Bingming to replace or add vehicles.

Gu Bingming couldn't help frowning when he looked at the vehicle demand report in his hand, and Gao Xiang, the director of the office, said: "Gu Bureau, the arrest operation the day before yesterday was because our car was not good at performance, and it broke down at a critical moment, almost letting the suspect run away. This time, I finally got two new cars, and it is understandable that the comrades want them."

"Yes! It's a pity that there are too few of them, not enough." Gu Bingming patted the pile and reported, "It would be much easier if there were seven or eight cars."

Seven or eight Santana cars are worth more than one million, and I am afraid that no company is willing to pay so much money to help the branch buy a car in one go.

Gao Xiang cautiously asked, "Gu Bureau, which leader do you think will come forward for the vehicle donation ceremony to be held next Monday?"

Geng Wenyang wanted to use two Santanas to have a good relationship with him, but Gu Bingming was willing to let him succeed easily, and said with a sinking face: "You go and tell the contact person of Huimin Company that two cars are too few, and if you want to donate, donate four, otherwise our bureau will not accept it."

Gao Xiang only felt unbelievable when he heard this: "Gu Ju, you mean...... Do you want them to donate four?"

"That's right!" Gu Bingming threw the pile of reports on the table and said, "Four cars are not enough, I don't ask him to donate eight cars, even if I understand him." Don't be embarrassed, just tell them."

"I...... This ......?" Gao Xiang was dumbfounded, heart

Said: "People kindly donated two brand-new Santanas to us, but Gu Ju not only didn't appreciate it, but it was too little, and asked people to donate two more. Why am I embarrassed to tell people?"

Gu Bingming saw him standing there motionless, and couldn't help but change color and said, "What? Don't you understand what I mean?"

"I...... Understood!" Gao Xiang reluctantly walked out of the director's office, and felt a dilemma in his heart: "How embarrassed am I to open my mouth with others! What do you mean by that? Is...... Alas!"

On this day, Geng Wenyang was in the office with Lang Yukun, the head of the Zhannan Police Station, exchanging the topic of how to effectively combat crime and improve social security, Xin Rong suddenly walked in with a blank face and said, "Mr. Geng, there is something I need to report to you."

Geng Wenyang saw that her face was not quite right, and hurriedly said, "What's the matter?"

Xin Rong glanced at Lang Yukun, and he said knowingly, "You talk about things, I'll go first."

"Brother Lang, don't worry!" Geng Wenyang grabbed him and said, "Mr. Xin, just say anything, Brother Lang is not an outsider."

Xin Rong hesitated for a moment and said, "They Director Gu said that our donation of two cars is too little, and they want us to donate two more cars, otherwise people will not accept it."

"What?" Geng Wenyang couldn't cry or laugh when he heard it, he kindly donated the vehicle, not only did not earn the favor of Taishan in the future, but earned a dislike.

Lang Yukun shook his head and said, "Our bureau is really in urgent need of vehicles, you are like our Changhe bread, usually the police are reluctant to drive, usually drive that sidecar motorcycle. It's better to talk about in the summer, but it's really unbearable to eat and drink in the winter."

"But you can't be too little, right?" Lang Yukun Zhanger was puzzled and said, "I don't know how Gu Ju thinks about it, I can't figure it out."

Geng Wenyang knows it. The future father-in-law knows that he wants to please him, and he is deliberately making problems for himself.

However, after listening to Lang Yukun's complaints, he suddenly had an idea, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xin, you told the comrade in charge of contacting the sub-bureau that our company can donate four."

Xin Rong was surprised: "Huh!? Four? That's going to cost six or seven hundred thousand!"

"Flowers are flowers." Geng Wenyang pretended to be bold and said: "This money is used to improve the equipment level of the public security comrades, and it will not be spent in vain."

"But......" he grinned, "two of the cars were specially donated to the Zhannan Police Station, and Director Lang was responsible for receiving and using them."

"Huh!?" Lang Yukun was taken aback and said, "Wen Yang, that's more than 300,000! You're not kidding, are you?"

Geng Wenyang smiled, "Brother Lang, can I joke with you about such a serious matter? Our company will donate two Santanas to your police station, and that's it!"

Lang Yukun didn't believe what was happening in front of him, and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his head: "Hmm! It feels real, and I'm really not dreaming."

"We have two new Santanas out of thin air?" He couldn't help but excitedly say: "At this moment, the level of equipment we have is second to none in the North Mine District, and I am afraid that there is no police station in the entire Baicheng City that can be compared."