Chapter 297: Good Reward

The reason why Ma Dong suggested that Lu let the advertising company that won the bid advance the initial amount was because he had his own plans.

For such a big project, no company will give him less rebates, but he doesn't want to take money like this when the project is given to Shan Xiaodan. So, he turned a corner, he borrowed five million from Pang Hu for Shan Xiaodan, and told her that the interest was ten percent, Pang Hu's money was used in vain, and the interest of 500,000 yuan naturally went to Ma Dong's hands.

Of course Shan Xiaodan is willing to do this, he has done such a big business without a penny, this project can be won, at least hundreds of thousands of benefits should be given to Ma Dong, and now this benefit fee has been turned into interest money, she is really happy from the bottom of her heart.

However, after the joy, new troubles returned.

Shan Xiaodan's advertising company can undertake rolling subtitles on the TV screen or shooting a short film, and it is reluctant to make a few small light boxes, and it is also said that the installation of small plaques is also in the past. However, it is necessary to make so many light boxes in a short period of time, and there are so many giant billboards on high-rise buildings and intersections, which is a big problem for Shan Xiaodan, who has no technical strength.

"Little brother, sister is on fire!" Shan Xiaodan said to Ma Dong, who was sitting opposite.

At this moment, it was noon, and the two of them were soaking a small hot pot in the "Yeli Fat Cow City" in Tateyama City.

Ma Dongkaba had a pair of big eyes and whispered: "After eating, I will remove the fire for you!" ”

"That's not what my sister said!" Shan Xiaodan pursed his lips.

"What's going on? The project has been taken down, the funds are in place, what else is there to get on the fire? Gao Ping is forcing you to go back. ”

"I don't get angry with him, he can't control me at all! Little brother, sister is on fire because of the project, you see, the construction period is so tight, but after I finished the design, there was not even a construction worker! ”

"!" Ma Dong couldn't help but blurt out, "You don't have a worker!" ”

Shan Xiaodan nodded obediently and said that it was okay for their company to make a small light box or plaque, and such a large-scale project had never been obtained, so it did not recruit so many personnel.

Ma Dong pondered for a while and said, "I'll tell you the solution after eating for a while, but you can behave a little more in the room later!" ”

"Whatever you want, I'll do whatever you tell me." Shan Xiaodan knew that Ma Dong would have a way, and smiled sweetly.

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After Wang Sheng came home from work in the evening and finished eating, he came to the student dormitory of the Lishan City Institute of Socialism and put a bag of apples on Ma Dong's bedside table.

Ma Dong brought him a cup of tea and said, "Director Wang, I'll let you run again." ”

"How far is that? A little more than half a day. Director Ma, what are you looking for me? ”

Ma Dong took a sip of water and said, "Didn't you tell me last time that you have a friend who wants to do advertising projects..."

Wang Sheng said anxiously: "Yes, but didn't Mayor Gao's lover take this project." ”

"I thought about it." Ma Dong said, "Although Gao Ping's wife took the project, how can you also be the leader of the Public Administration Bureau, and when people look for you, you have to do someone a favor." ”

"You mean there's still a chance?"

Nodding, Ma Dong said that she had already negotiated with Shan Xiaodan to let her be the general contractor, and the second package could find someone else.

"That's great." Wang Sheng seems to see hope.

Ma Dong told Wang Sheng not to be happy too early, go back and ask his friend if he is willing to do it, because there are a lot of things to talk about, and at most he will earn personal labor expenses.

Wang Sheng said that it would be good to get two packages for any project now, and his friends raised a lot of workers, and if they could earn labor costs, they would not have to feed those employees in vain.

Ma Dong continued, not only did he not make much money, but he also had to pay a deposit of 1.8 million yuan.

Wang Sheng said that if a friend does something, he has to pay a deposit, which is a common practice. What's more, the people who do the project know better than anyone, otherwise, the project will be smashed, and the general contractor will have to bear the responsibility!

"Director Wang, you really know how to do it!" Ma Dong complimented, "Go back and ask your friend, if he doesn't want me to find someone else, you also know that there are too many people who want me to do this project, if you don't speak, it won't be your friend's turn!" ”

"I know he won't be unrelevant!" Wang Shengle walked away.

"Little brother, you are too capable, the team not only found me, but also brought a million guarantees!" Shan Xiaodan kissed Ma Dong hard, "I don't need you to say it this time, I'll reward you well!" ”

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A fuchsia Chevrolet bullet van with a Ningyang city license plate number was stopped by a fat man in a police uniform as soon as it turned onto the auxiliary road of Shangjiangcheng City from the highway intersection.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" The fat cop is a young man who gesticulates to the driver in the "bullet".

The "bullet" stopped on the side of the road, and after the driver got out of the car, he saw about 20 cars of all sizes parked on both sides of the road.

The "bullet" driver asked the fat policeman who came over and said, "Hey, buddy, I didn't violate the rules." ”

"Who's your buddy? Less, driver's license! ”

"Why is your mouth so unclean?"

The fat cop said impatiently, "That's the way!" Love, tell where you go! Hurry up and get the certificate, don't JB grind! ”

The "bullet" driver took the documents to the fat policeman. The policeman said, "Come with me over here." ”

Seeing that the driver hadn't come back for a long time, a middle-aged man in his forties, about 72 meters tall, combed his back with his hair on the "bullet". He stopped and looked at it, and then walked over to the crowd across the road.

"Master Yang, what's wrong?" The middle-aged man asked the "bullet" driver.