Hotel.

Councillor Zhao warmly shook hands with several food processing industry bosses from Mingzhou, beckoned the wine and food to be served, and took the initiative to get up and pour the wine.

With his identity, several people were naturally flattered.

"Although there is Tianpan Mountain in Qushi, the terrain is not steep, and it is flat to the south, and the environment is suitable, which is most suitable for growing vegetables and fruits."

"It's good for each other to come to us to build a factory."

"Councilor Zhao."

One person got up, raised his wine glass and said politely:

"You know that in our industry, there must be large-scale centralized planting to facilitate management, Qushi...... There is no such environment at this time. ”

"Why not?" Mr Zhao said:

"Isn't it divided into tens of thousands of acres of land specifically for the cultivation of cash crops?"

"This ......" one of them hesitated and said in a low voice:

"We have a county over there that specializes in growing garlic, with more than 600,000 acres planted all year round, with an average annual output of more than 700,000 tons."

"We appreciate the kindness of the councillors, but the processing of agricultural products is not so simple."

He felt that the other party might be a good politician, but he was not a qualified businessman, at least he did not know anything about their business.

"I know." Parliamentarian Zhao was not angry, but chuckled:

"But in addition to large-scale planting land, if you want to start a factory, especially in the food processing industry, you also need to have a local lead to cooperate, if you are willing to come to Qu City to build a factory, we can provide land for free to assist you in purchasing seasonal vegetables grown by the people."

"And ......"

"In the next five years, the planting area of cash crops in the suburbs of Qushi will be expanded to 200,000 mu, which is the future development plan of Qushi."

"People can't just grow unprofitable foods such as wheat and corn, and the necessary cash crops can not only increase their incomes but also develop the food environment."

His tone is calm and methodical, and he has a confidence that he is in control of the future, which makes people subconsciously choose to believe.

200,000 acres!

It is enough to develop a certain industry.

There was silence in the field.

Several people glanced at each other, obviously a little moved.

"Ahem......"

One of them covered his mouth and coughed lightly, saying:

"Councilor Zhao, you haven't won the election yet, and I'm afraid what you're saying now can't be counted."

"A few rest assured." Councillor Zhao stood up:

"Neither my election success nor the success of Rep. Lee's election will break today's commitments, which can be written into the contract."

"Of course."

"I need a VAM agreement, the factory must provide enough jobs, and there must be a minimum requirement to pay taxes for five years."

"We believe in Councilor Zhao." An old man brushed his beard and nodded:

"But Rep. Lee ......"

"Expanding the area of cash crops and providing land for free may not be effective even if they are written into the contract."

"Not bad."

"We've been to a lot of places, and we've spent a lot of effort to expand our factories, but in the end, we've all failed in dealing with local communities."

“……”

"Even if there is free land to provide, the preliminary construction will cost tens of millions of foundations, which is not a small amount for us, so we must be cautious."

"Councillor."

At this time, a person pushed the door in, hurriedly came to Councilor Zhao's side, and whispered something.

"Huh?"

Councilor Zhao frowned:

"Is there such a thing?"

"Ladies and gentlemen."

He stood up and raised his glass:

"I'm in a bit of an emergency here, so I can't accompany you for the time being, you eat and drink well, wait...... We'll meet again in the evening. ”

As he spoke, he drank all the wine in his glass.

…………

The vehicle is galloping.

The secretary Qian Ni handed over a tablet, and the file had been opened.

"Councillor."

He whispered:

"The news that broke out this time is even more weighty, and it has already involved several leaders in the district, and even related to Mr. Zheng of Fuhong."

"Humph!"

Councilor Zhao slid the tablet, his face gloomy:

"A bunch of idiots!"

He doesn't care that someone uses his power for personal gain or even collects huge sums of money privately, but if he does this kind of thing and leaves a handle, it is a matter of IQ.

"Have you found out who uploaded these things to the Internet?"

"Not yet."

Qian Ni shook his head:

"It's all from an overseas server, and that person is very careful."

"He first uploaded some inconsequential little things, attracted the public's attention, and then gradually increased the revelations, and now he has directly pointed to the leadership of Fuhong's restructuring."

"Councillor."

He whispered:

"I have notified major forums and apps to temporarily block the news, but things have begun to ferment on the Internet, and it is impossible to keep it hidden."

"Internet ......" Congressman Zhao narrowed his eyes:

"It's such a nuisance."

A hundred years ago, it was easy for someone of his stature to block news, but now it's almost a delusion.

And the people,

Always ignorant, like blind obedience.

At least in his opinion.

"Tell Mr. Zheng."

After thinking about it, he spoke slowly:

"If the matter can't be resolved as soon as possible, he is afraid that he will not be able to protect himself, what is the current thing called...... On several of the Soviet Guards. ”

"Yes."

Qian Ni nodded:

"Parliamentarians are reassured that things will end for them."

"Hmm."

Councilor Zhao nodded slowly:

"Fuhong's restructuring is related to the future development of the country, although I don't agree with Councilor Li's idea, but as long as the economy can be developed, it is always good."

"Economic ......"

He shook his head slightly:

"There are some problems that need to be solved in the course of development, and Congressman Li is too naïve."

"Go to the newspaper!"

"Yes."

Qian Ni hung his head.

"That's right." Putting down the tablet in his hand, Councilor Zhao opened his mouth and asked:

"What has Xiao Jin been busy with lately?"

"Miss reported a taekwondo gym, and specially invited a taekwondo master to be a teacher, saying that she would show Fang just right after completing her studies." Qian Ni smiled:

"She's going to be disappointed."

Councilor Zhao also shook his head speechlessly, although the two were not martial arts practitioners, they knew that Fangzheng's force value was exaggerated to be unreasonable.

Even a professional fighter is not enough to look at in front of him.

Then he asked:

"What has Fang Zheng been busy with lately?"

"Boss Fang's company has settled in Wenchang Building, and there are currently two stores about to open, one of which is located on the commercial street." Qian Nidao:

"Boss Fang's financial situation is better than expected."

"Hmm."

Councilor Zhao nodded:

"When the store opens, remember to give me a gift."

"Yes."

The money should be, take a note.

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Fortune.

If you want to get rich, build roads first.

This is true for a locality, and it is as true for a company.

Fuhong Group has been able to develop into such a behemoth today, and Hongyun, a subsidiary of the main logistics company, has made great contributions, and more than 1,000 drivers can be regarded as ministers of the humerus.

In previous years.

Even though Fuhong Group has begun to decline, Hongyun's driver is still an enviable profession.

Now the restructuring is imminent.

These people, these families, have had to face a drastic change in their living conditions.

conflict

Imminent.

"Why?"

The roar rang out:

"I have driven a car for Hongyun for nearly 30 years, I have been a model worker twice, and I am the leader of the seventh group, and now I am sent like this?"

"The company sold for money, why don't we have a share!"

"That's right!"

"It is our credit that the company can have today, and now we have sold it for money but we don't have our share ......, there is no such reason in the world!"

“……”

"Ladies and gentlemen." On the high platform, a middle-aged man in a suit raised his hands and shouted:

"I know your strength for Hongyun, but when the company developed well, it didn't treat you badly, and now it's not doing well, who is responsible?"

"It's none of our business anyway!"

"Not bad!"

"Longgang's tens of millions of severance pay is gone, and we don't even pay severance pay here, is it possible that your Chase Group wants to eat white food?"

……

"Chase didn't want to eat white food." The middle-aged man shouted:

"It's your good luck, and you owe more than a billion foreign debts outside, and this money is more than enough to buy your company."

"Ladies and gentlemen."

He slowed his voice and said:

"The main problem now is to sort out the company's finances and find out what has happened over the years and why there is so much foreign debt."

"When the assets are restructured, Chase will never treat every employee badly."

"And I can promise here that as long as you meet the conditions, after Chase takes over Hongyun, you can still stay in the company, and the benefits will remain the same."

"Nicely said, you're trying to get us out." Someone yelled:

"This is not a private company, we have won the fortune brick by brick, and no one can take it away from us."

"Rush!"

"Get them out!"

"Up!"

The emotions of the people were already in a certain tense state, and they immediately exploded when they were provoked, and a group of people roared and rushed to the high platform.

The security personnel almost failed to play the slightest role, and were instantly overwhelmed by the crowd, and Mr. Zhu of Datong was also surrounded by everyone.

"Hit!"

"Hit me hard!"

"No one can drive us out of fortune."

"Yes!"

Everyone yelled, and some people rushed to the front and punched and kicked them.

Su Weijun stood in the crowd and did not stop the situation in the field, he knew that these people urgently needed to vent and vent the fear in their hearts now.

They're afraid,

How to live your life after being afraid of losing your job.

Some people have been in good luck since the first shot, and some people have been in good luck for half their lives, and if they leave it, they don't know how to survive at all.

Let's fight!

Let's fight!

It would be best to get rid of all those who wanted to take advantage of the fortune and let me take over in the form of an election.

As for external debt......

Others don't know, but he knows it clearly, and some don't have to pay it back at all!

"Ahh

"Stop fighting!"

"Don't fight, if you fight again, you'll get killed!"

There were people in the crowd who roared, and the Mr. Zhu had fallen to the ground at some point, and countless fists and feet fell, and he could only scream and wail for a while.

Wrong!

Su Weijun's eyes flashed slightly.

How can I say that the surname Zhu is also the boss of Chase, the key figure in the restructuring of Hongyun, how can there be so little security around him today?

Public Security ......

"Panzi!"

His face changed, and he suddenly shouted:

"Let them stop!"

Pan Zi in the crowd turned his head when he heard the sound, and only after listening with great effort could he barely hear the roar of the Soviet Guards, and hurriedly stepped inward.

"Stop!"

"Stop it first!"

He roared to separate the crowd, and when everyone dispersed, the scene in front of him made his eyes jump sharply, and he even subconsciously took a step back.

He's dead?

In that short moment just now, the person surnamed Zhu was beaten to death by everyone on the spot!

"Who did it?"

Su Weijun roared, his expression was hideous and terrifying, and he was no longer polite and polite in the past:

"Who the hell did the fuck?"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one said a word.

*

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*

"Your call is temporarily unanswered......

"Your call is temporarily unanswered......

“……”

In the empty warehouse, Su Weijun's face was gloomy, and he made several calls one after another, but without exception, no one chose to answer.

Until......

"Hey!"

The phone was connected, and Su Weijun said in a muffled voice:

"Lao Huang, today's incident has nothing to do with me."

"It doesn't matter if I say it, I don't count it, I don't count what you say, someone has the final say." Lao Huang's slow voice sounded:

"Gathering a crowd to make trouble and beating others to death are not just casual words, and the weight of the dead is very heavy."

"Someone deliberately framed it!"

Su Weijun bowed his head and roared:

"I thought about it, today's events are full of weirdness, and I warned them to be measured when they do it."

"But he still died."

"The surname Zhu didn't let me kill you at all!"

"It's useless for you to tell me that." Lao Huang sighed:

"Mr. Zhu is the chairman of Datong, and his willingness to take over Hongyun took a lot of thought from Councilor Li, and the famous entrepreneur was beaten to death, do you know how many years this kind of thing has not happened in Xia Kingdom?"

"No one dares to protect you."

"......" Su Weijun's face was tense, and he said for a long time:

"What now?"

"Run." Lao Huang spoke:

"Before this matter has completely exploded, before the people from the Public Security Department find you, run away quickly, the farther away from Qu City, the better."

"Hongyun has a way out of the customs, I know you have a way to leave, hurry up now, maybe I can save your life."

"Hung up."

"Don't!"

"Didi...... Didi ......"

Su Weijun looked at the mobile phone in his hand with a gloomy face, his cheek muscles trembled, and his eyes flashed wildly.

"Brother Jun."

Panzi stepped forward and said in a low voice:

"The people from the Sheriff's Department have already entered the factory, and they are obviously prepared, and they have not done an investigation and named a few of us."

"Lin Qing ......"

"I've been caught!"

"Heh......" Su Weijun said lightly:

"What a coincidence, you, Lin Qing, and my home were raided not long ago, and now someone has come to the door and killed us."

"This is to extinguish the mouth!"

"Eight or nine is not far from ten." Panzi gritted his teeth:

"What we have in our hands threatens their existence, and this group of people can't find out who did it, so they just use us to cut us."

"Brother Jun, what now?"

Su Weijun didn't say a word, raised his head to look at the iron roof above the warehouse, and the thoughts in his mind were racing sharply.

The other day.

The three of them were stolen one after another, and they knew exactly what they had lost.

If it breaks out, I don't know how many people will suffer, and it is normal for that group of people to kill Mr. Zhu and blame them in order to find a scapegoat.

As soon as a few of them die, there is no proof that some things will die.

In this way,

Everything makes sense.

"Heh......"

Su Weijun smiled bitterly:

"Looks like we're going to have to escape."

"Run?"

Panzi's complexion changed greatly:

"Brother Jun, do you really want to leave?"

The old employees of Hongyun are worried about how to survive after leaving the company, why are they not the same?

Everything they have now comes from good luck, including wives and daughters, real estate, money, and even relationships and friends.

leave

It means losing everything and never having the opportunity to start all over again.

"What if you don't leave?"

Su Weijun turned his head, his eyes were red and he glared at Pan Zi angrily:

"If you don't go, it's a dead end!"

"But ......"

His steel teeth were clenched, and his face was hideous:

"Before leaving, we should also leave them a big gift, I, Su Weijun...... It's not easy to mess with, either! ”

*

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"Peng!"

In the muffled sound, countless streamers fell from the sky.

After a simple ceremony, the first square porcelain store on the commercial street was officially opened.

The sparse opening flower baskets are placed at the door, indicating that the store has little to do with the store, or that not too many people have been notified to celebrate.

The red carpet was rolled from the door to the long street, and the two graceful salesmen stood at the door, and after letting off the salute, they turned around and entered the store.

Overall,

The opening situation is relatively deserted, and the staff is not enthusiastic enough.

"Fang porcelain?"

The two stood in front of the shop, and one of them, an old man in his sixties and seventies, looked up at the sign full of modern art and said:

"Go in and have a look?"

"Since Elder Duan is interested, of course he wants to take a look." The middle-aged man in a suit stretched out his hand and signaled:

"But I haven't heard the name Fang porcelain, it is estimated that it is a small workshop, and the porcelain in it is most likely also taken out."

Not all porcelain merchants have their own porcelain.

Contrary.

Many of them are OEM processing, or a batch of porcelain is bought from other places, and after a certain amount of decoration, it is sold as a high-end product.

The real famous porcelain is familiar to most people in the industry.

Similar shops are common, and he is not very optimistic.

When I entered the door, I was greeted by a sales staff, who had obviously done relevant training, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, polite and thoughtful.

"Interesting decoration."

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly:

"Luxury stores are mostly warm in colour to create a warm atmosphere, and in my experience, it's easier to be emotional."

"Here ......"

"It's too big!"

The old man nodded slowly.

Luxury goods are sometimes not sold to the rich, in fact, most of them are middle-class consumption, and it is easy to drive away this part of the consumer group if they are too high-end.

And in front of ......

The magnificent decoration is like coming to a state-of-the-art museum.

It's a great way to look at the exhibits, but it's not good for selling the product, and it feels too distant.

"Huh?"

The old man's gaze shifted and landed on a piece of porcelain in the display case, and his expression changed slightly:

"This porcelain ......"

"Old gentleman." Wen Lei, as the manager of Fang Porcelain, was naturally present at the opening of the first store, and she didn't know when she appeared next to the two of them, and explained when she saw this:

"This is our Lei Walk Red Porcelain,"

"In ancient times, it was recorded in the porcelain scriptures that the best famous porcelain was calcined by the fire of thunder, and unknown changes could occur, which was called thunder porcelain."

"After many researches, our porcelain boss has finally restored this legendary porcelain in ancient times, which is called Lei Xiang red porcelain."

"You two, please see."

"The texture on the surface of the porcelain is the traces left by the thunder, which means that each of our porcelain here is unique."

"Hmm." The old man nodded, motioning for Wen Lei to take out one and play with it in his hand.

"Not bad!"

"Good porcelain indeed."

The middle-aged man's eyes moved slightly.

He knew very well the cautious character of the old man, and if it wasn't a real treasure, he wouldn't say a 'good' word from the other party's mouth at all.

"But ......"

The old man put down the porcelain and came to the jade ornaments on the side, his eyes trembling slightly:

"Compared to porcelain, your jade here is truly remarkable."

"The old gentleman has good eyesight." Wen Lei was surprised:

"Indeed."

"In order to celebrate the opening of our first store, the owner specially brought six treasured jade pieces from home, all of which are here."

"To be honest, I don't know anything about jade, but our boss said that every piece of jade here is worth more than this store."

"Forgot to say ......"

"This store was bought by our porcelain, not rented."

"Indeed." The old man stretched out his hand and gently stroked the glass covering the jade, and asked:

"Can I get started?"

"This ......" Wen Lei hesitated, thought about it:

"Be careful, old gentleman."

Then he beckoned, asked the clerk to open the glass, and recorded the whole process.

"Dragon's head pattern with hook, the best white jade."

The old man caressed the jade, his face was pleasant, and he enjoyed:

"Good thing, in a private collection, I haven't seen white jade of this quality for several years, it's really a good treasure."

The middle-aged man looked surprised.

The old man's friends are either rich or expensive, and many of them are big names in the collectibles industry, and what they don't have can imagine how precious they are.

"Old Duan."

He whispered:

"Can you give me an estimate?"

"Valuation?" The old man glanced at a few pieces of jade in the field, and shook his head helplessly:

"The person who can come up with these things will definitely not be short of money, for him, money is just a number, meaningless."

"Hmmm......"

After thinking about it, he still said:

"This one alone, there must be tens of millions."

Millions?

The middle-aged man was not surprised, but Wen Lei's heart twitched, just one piece is tens of millions, and there are six pieces of jade here.

Founder......

What exactly is the identity?

As everyone knows, these pieces of jade are all treasures that Fang Zheng took from another world, and they are already the goods at the bottom of his box, if it were not for the first store of Fang Porcelain, he would not have taken them out at all.

"Good baby."

Shaking his head, the old man withdrew his gaze and looked at the porcelain in the field.

There are not many porcelains in the store, only more than 20 pieces, scattered in various locations, and the size and quality are also different.

"How do you sell porcelain?"

"Ranging from a hundred thousand to a million." Wen Lei hurriedly replied.

"Get me one." The old man pointed casually:

"That's a good one."

(End of chapter)