A woman like Zhao Meng is a plaything in the eyes of Fan Tingwei, and she throws it away when she gets tired of playing.

He had never thought of leaving this kind of woman by his side for a long time, and he was worried about how to get rid of this woman, but when he heard that his father helped solve it, he was ten thousand happy in his heart, and said happily:

"Dad, don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who is delayed by beauty, I have long wanted to ...... that woman"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Fan Chengli suddenly take out his mobile phone from his pocket, and after looking at the caller ID, he walked to the window and connected:

"Secretary Gao, what's the matter?"

Hearing the words "Secretary Gao", Fan Tingwei immediately closed his mouth and didn't dare to make a sound at all, for fear of delaying his father's big event.

Gao Xiao, the secretary of Gao, is the personal secretary of Yang Weinian, the president of the General Chamber of Commerce, and what he said basically represents Yang Weinian's meaning when the president is about to retire.

The Fan family is very strong, but as long as Fan Chengli can't be the president of the General Chamber of Commerce for a day, he can't be regarded as covering the sky with one hand.

After a brief conversation, Fan Chengli hung up the phone, turned his head and said to his son:

"Yang Weinian has something to discuss with me, I won't be here to accompany you, you can recuperate with peace of mind."

Fan Tingwei nodded obediently:

"Don't worry, Dad, I can do it myself."

After Fan Chengli left, Fan Tingwei picked up his mobile phone and found that there were several missed calls on it, all of which were from Jiang Dajun.

He was about to call back, but the call had already arrived.

Remembering what his father had just said, Nichard Fan hurriedly connected his mobile phone:

"Dajun, I'm Fan Tingwei."

Hearing Fan Tingwei's voice, Jiang Dajun breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked:

"Fan Shao, I just saw the news, I just called to ask...... Are we still pushing this land? ”

Since Fan Tingwei's accident, Jiang Dajun, who was far away in Xiushan Village, has paused his progress, not daring to push the ground easily, for fear that something will suddenly happen.

After all, self-cultivated land is the foundation of a peasant's survival, and if it is not handled well, he will be unlucky.

However, at this time, Fan Tingwei, who had his father's support, was very confident, and said to Jiang Dajun without hesitation:

"Push, why don't you push? This is a game that is easy to do, do you want to give up halfway? ”

"Not only do I want to push, but I also want to expand the scope!"

Jiang Dajun was stunned:

"Expand the range?"

Fan Tingwei said:

"You pushed all the land in Xiushan Village to me, and I was not allowed to leave a single piece, I want to see how he Zhang Dachuan still grows sorghum."

When Jiang Dajun heard this, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, then I'll listen to Fan Shao."

After hanging up the phone, he waved his hand to the workers and ordered at the top of his voice:

"All ready to start, push the ground!"

……

Chamber of Commerce Building, President's Office.

Fan Chengli stood in front of the door and knocked lightly.

Two seconds later, there was a "come in" from inside.

Fan Chengli pushed the door in, saw Yang Weinian, the president of the General Chamber of Commerce in a wheelchair, and bowed slightly:

"President, are you looking for me?"

Although this old thing is too old to walk, after all, the identity is there, and he will officially retire next year, so Fan Chengli still maintains politeness.

Seeing Fan Chengli, Yang Weinian snorted with a cold face, pointed to the troublemakers at the gate downstairs, and said coldly:

"Look at the good things you've done! So many people protested at the gate, and it was almost a vegetable market! ”

"I've been the president for so many years, and I've never had such a big mess."

"If it weren't for the police security team, I'm afraid they would storm into the Chamber of Commerce building and make trouble!"

At this time, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see that in front of the gate of the General Chamber of Commerce, in addition to Su Yun, Zhao Ming and others who are protesting, there are many uniformed police security personnel.

Several police captains, led by Lin Xiaoying, were struggling to communicate with the protesters.

Fan Chengli looked at his nose and nose, and said lightly:

"Don't worry, President, I'll take care of this matter."

However, the old man waved his hand and made a decision for him without hesitation:

"Wait until you deal with the daylily and it's cold!"

"You should immediately go downstairs with me, meet the protesters, listen to their demands, apologize, and obey."

The corners of Fan Chengli's eyes twitched, and finally nodded obediently:

"Okay."

Gao Xiao, the secretary who had been standing behind Yang Weinian, immediately stepped forward and pushed the wheelchair to go out first, followed by Fan Chengli.

The biggest leaders of the two general chambers of commerce came forward, and the directors of the offices of other departments and other management naturally did not dare to delay, and when they got the news, they quickly walked out of their respective offices and followed behind the two.

By the time Yang Weinian and the others walked out of the General Chamber of Commerce building, there were already twenty people following them as the section chief and director of the General Chamber of Commerce.

Don't look at these section chiefs and directors following behind Fan Chengli and Yang Weinian like minions at this time, and one of them is pulled out at random, all of them are big names like Zhao Ming who ordinary people can't touch in their lives.

Therefore, as soon as they saw so many people appearing, Zhao Ming and the others immediately quieted down.

As the door of the General Chamber of Commerce slowly opened, the management of Bailong City, headed by Yang Weinian and Fan Chengli, finally came face to face with ordinary people like Su Yun Lighting.

Glancing at everyone, Yang Weinian slowly got up with the support of his secretary, and then said to everyone:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have learned about the closure of the Su Distillery, and I want to hear everyone's opinions now."

"If you have any demands, you can say it, as long as it meets the regulations and conforms to the actual situation, the General Chamber of Commerce will definitely help you solve it."

When the crowd heard this, they immediately shouted angrily:

"It took a long time to come out, and it doesn't look like it's going to solve the problem."

"There are people in the General Chamber of Commerce who abuse their power for personal gain, President Yang, will you deal with it?"

"Why is the Su Distillery still sealed, give us an explanation! Zhao Meng apologized, don't you know? ”

Seeing that the scene was about to be chaotic again, Su Yun, who was talking to Lin Xiaoying, hurriedly stretched out her hand and pressed it:

"Calm down, don't be impulsive, leave everything to me, okay?"

Lin Xiaoying also said in a timely manner:

"Everyone, please stay sensible, protest is protest, but don't act aggressively."

When Zhao Ming and the others heard this, they held back their anger and stopped talking.

As the leader of Su's Distillery, Su Yun is indeed the most suitable person at the moment.

After sorting out her thoughts, Su Yun took two steps forward, faced Yang Weinian and the others, and said without humility or arrogance:

"Leaders, the closure of Su's Distillery was caused by rumors spread by Internet celebrity Zhao Meng, and now Zhao Meng has come forward to clarify, it stands to reason that the General Chamber of Commerce should immediately unseal Su's Distillery and let our workers return to work."

"But the fact is that there are people within the General Chamber of Commerce who deliberately make stumbling blocks, abuse power for personal gain, and still ban our winery when the truth has been revealed, which seriously affects our resumption of production, and we can't bear it anymore to come here to protest."