1339, Ma Muzhi

Shenzhou International Hotel.

As the hotel with the highest specifications in the provincial capital, today's Shenzhou International Hotel is particularly lively.

There was already a long queue in the lobby of the hotel, and these people were all well-known figures in the provincial capital, and even local politicians among them.

If the Ma consortium can invest in the provincial capital and promote the economic development of the provincial capital, it will also be a merit for the local government.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a butler-style came down from upstairs, he was Liu Dongqiang, the personal assistant of the big boss of the Ma consortium.

Seeing Liu Dongqiang coming down, the people who were waiting greeted him.

"Mr. Liu, could you please tell Mr. Ma how he replied?"

Liu Dongqiang clipped his hands and said without a smile: "I'm sorry, bosses." Our chairman is tired of traveling, and his body is slightly unwell, and he needs to rest today and can't see guests. Please come back another day. ”

"Another day? Can Mr. Liu give an exact time? ”

"I'm sorry, it depends on the physical condition of our chairman."

"Isn't that playing tricks on us?"

There was a grumpy boss in the crowd who couldn't help it, but when he saw Liu Dongqiang's cold eyes, he could only suppress his temper.

"Then bother Mr. Liu, we will visit Chairman Ma another day."

Although Liu Dongqiang is just an assistant, the bosses of these provincial cities do not dare to offend him, as the saying goes, the prime minister has seven officials in front of him, offending him, in case he gives you small shoes in front of Chairman Ma, it will be worth the loss.

In desperation, the big bosses of these provincial cities could only leave the Shenzhou Hotel one after another.

"Lao Hua, this Ma Muzhi is too pretentious, right? So many of us came to see him, and he refused to see him! ”

Among the crowd that came out of the hotel, Ming Huayong and Wu Liangcai and others were also among them, and the one who was talking now was Kong Rulan's father, Kong Xiangsheng, who was mainly engaged in the leather goods business.

"Lao Kong, calm down! I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. I got the news that Ma Muzhi was too sad because of the death of his daughter, and he went to the background to recuperate for a few years before he disappeared, and he just recovered from his illness a few months ago. It is normal for him to have problems with his physical condition. As long as we don't let some people get there first, find a few people to watch outside the Shenzhou Hotel. ”

"Good!"

Meanwhile, in a room on the top floor of the hotel, a young man stares downstairs from a window.

"Uncle, those people have left."

In the room, a middle-aged man in his forties was leaning on the leather sofa and closing his eyes to recuperate, he was the chairman of the Ma Foundation, Ma Muzhi.

Beside him, there was another young man.

This young man has improper facial features, his face is covered with horizontal flesh, and there is an extra black mole on the corner of his mouth, which makes him look very angry.

"Uncle, why don't you see these people?"

The young man beside the bed also asked, "Yes, uncle, why don't you see them?" ”

Ma Muzhi opened his eyes and said, "We came from afar, but we can't make people think that we are wronged. As the saying goes, a strong dragon does not suppress the snake, but we also have to show our own attitude. Chengzhi, Chengye, give you two days to figure out the business pattern of the provincial capital. ”

These two young people are Ma Muzhi's own nephews, the one with a full face is Ma Chengzhi, and the other one who jumps out of the way is Ma Chengye.

After Ma Muzhi's only daughter died, Ma Muzhi had no other children, and the Ma Consortium of Nuoda was likely to be inherited by one of Ma Chengzhi and Ma Chengye in the future.