The car drove southeast in the darkness.
Wen Liang sat in the back row, closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat, clasping his thumb and index finger together, gently rubbing his brow. The flood had passed, and he had many urgent matters to deal with recently. He had to introduce Qu Donghai's son Qu Rong to Ning Xi, negotiate with Jinlong Construction, which Qu Rong was in charge of, to build the central kitchen, and promote the expansion of Qinghe Soy Milk, formulate strict standardized procedures, and let the direct stores and franchise stores fly at the same time. He also had to go through a series of complex capital operations to obtain the ownership of Yishan Water Factory - he had worked so hard for so long, pulled out countless nails, and dug countless pits, wasn't it for these
But now he was sitting in a car heading to Suhai and Wujiang, getting farther and farther away from Qingzhou!
An Baoqing was sitting in the passenger seat. He turned his head and opened his mouth several times to speak, but was unable to make any sound because of Wen Liang's calm and composed expression. His face was full of embarrassment and regret.
Wen Liang naturally knew what An Baoqing wanted to say, but he didn't intend to give him a way out. Although Uncle Wen was always cheerful and could get along with everyone, he was no worse than the leaders who had been in office for a long time when it came to controlling people.
How could he not know what An Baoqing was planning now, with his deep scheming? It was all bullshit to say that he was worried that he was busy and dared not disturb him. Fan Bo seized power first and acted arbitrarily afterwards, which was enough to make an elephant's tusk, no, ten tons of ivory, laugh out loud!
What kind of methods does Qingzhou Godfather An Baoqing use? Even though he has now come to justice, his prestige and cruelty are still there. Without his permission and authorization, if Fan Bo dared to seize power today, he might have been dead on the street tonight...
Wen Liang smiled bitterly in his heart. Even though he knew all this, he couldn't just let it go. So far, An Baoqing has spent nearly five million. If he gets nothing in return, it will probably affect his subsequent plans.
After a while, An Baoqing finally couldn't stand this torture anymore, turned his head and said apologetically: "Mr. Wen, it's all my fault. Although I knew that Fan Bo's actions were a bit hasty, I thought he could really control the situation, so I didn't report it to you in time, which led to this dilemma..."
At first, Fan Bo competed with Ye Zhiwei for the leading position. An Baoqing knew that he was recommended by Wen Liang, so he could not say much. He tacitly agreed to let Ye Zhiwei go and let Fan Bo try first. If he failed, he would naturally have ways to deal with him. But later, seeing that Fan Bo had bold ideas and novel methods, and that he had both the level of enterprise management and the ability of publicity and hype, he had stirred up the stagnant Biluochun with just a few moves, and it was very likely that he could really carve out a path out of the market downturn, so he immediately increased his support for him, added another 3 million yuan of investment, and handed over all the company's affairs to him, which could be said to be the final word.
Later, Fan Bo promoted the plan to purchase 7,000 acres of tea gardens. It happened that Wen Liang was trapped in Yishan, so An Baoqing did not report the specific matters to him. However, he did not expect that this wrong step would eventually lead to failure.
With the status and position of the Minister of Security, he could say such words to his face. Wen Liang could not embarrass him any more. He opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Okay, Brother Jiu, I caused you trouble in the first place. I also recommended Fan Bo to go there. I should take half the responsibility if something goes wrong. We are both equally guilty, so don't be polite anymore."
An Baoqing put aside his worries and felt inexplicably grateful.
After a night of haste, they drove into Wuzhou. When they passed a muddy ridge, the car shook and Wen Liang, who had just fallen asleep on the way, suddenly woke up. An Baoqing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, frowned and said, "Drive slower!" Then he turned around and smiled, "Now that you're awake, if you're hungry, let's find a place to eat first?"
Wen Liang waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the company. We've been traveling all night and don't have much of an appetite." He rolled down the car window, and the fresh and cold air blew in his face. In the foggy distance, he could vaguely see countless pavilions, bridges and flowing water. What immediately emerged in his mind were words of praise such as "outstanding people, beautiful scenery, rich resources, picturesque scenery" and so on. The world is so big, and there is no place that is not poetry, and there is no place that is not beautiful. Only this place is, as Cao Xueqin said when mentioning Wuzhou in "Dream of Red Mansions", "it is the most prosperous and elegant place in the world."
Wen Liang retracted his gaze, pinched his aching neck, and asked the driver, "How far is Wujiang?"
"It's not far. It's still more than ten minutes away from the county town!"
The driver was Viper, who was wearing a black duck down hat with the brim pulled down so low that one could hardly see his face, but the cold air he exuded made people feel uncomfortable. He barely said a word along the way, only turning his head in surprise to look at Wen Liang when An Baoqing bowed his head to admit his fault.
Wen Liang didn't want to deal with this person any more, so he hummed, closed his eyes, leaned back in the back seat, and stopped talking.
Wujiang County is located in the southern part of Wuzhou City, with Wuzhou Ancient City to the north, Kunshan to the east, Wujiang to the south, Taihu Lake to the west, and the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal running through the entire county. It has four distinct seasons and a pleasant climate, making it a veritable "land of fish and rice". There are poems such as "Cloud sails turn around the Liaohai, and japonica rice comes from Dongwu", "Water chestnuts and lotus roots are sold at the night market, and spring boats are loaded with silk and satin" that are sung here. In Wenliang's original time and space, it was once known as "a paradise in paradise".
After entering the county, we saw rivers and lakes interlaced, and mountains and rivers were beautiful. Even An Baoqing couldn't help but praise it. The Land Rover slowly drove into the main street of Changqiao Town, which is the seat of Wujiang County Government and the Biluochun Tea Company. As soon as the car stopped in front of the building, Fan Bo and Ye Zhiwei came up with a dozen employees. Ye Zhiwei opened the door himself and respectfully asked Wen Liang and An Baoqing to get out of the car. Fan Bo stood aside and looked ashamed when he saw Wen Liang.
Wen Liang greeted Fan Bo indifferently and went to the office upstairs. An Baoqing smiled and said, "Teacher Fan, you have lost a lot of weight in this month. You must take care of your health."
This sounded very serious, but as soon as he thought of An Baoqing's identity, Fan Bo's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He was a man of talent and ambition. If he had done a good job in the Biluochun case and had Wen Liang's protection, he would naturally be arrogant and fearless. But today he had made a mistake and even Wen Liang had to personally take action. After listening to An Baoqing's words, how could he not be afraid
Being a talented person is also fatal!
The office on the third floor was not big. Wen Liang sat in the main seat after entering, and An Baoqing sat below him. Ye Zhiwei, however, returned to his habit in Qingzhou and stood with his hands behind his back, standing behind An Baoqing.
When Fan Bo came in and saw this scene, he was neither standing nor sitting, and stood blankly on one side, with no place to put his hands and feet, feeling extremely embarrassed. If other people in Wujiang County saw this scene, their glasses would definitely break. Who would have thought that Mr. Fan, who was so famous in everyone's eyes, would be rubbed like this by a teenager
"Mr. Fan, you are so majestic. Why are you standing there instead of sitting down? Are you going to look down on me, or do you want me to look up at you?"
This was the first time Fan Bo had experienced Wen Liang's venomous snake skills. His face immediately turned red with embarrassment. He quickly pulled out a chair and sat down, hesitating, "Young Master Wen, I... I..."
"What do you mean?"
Wen Liang suddenly slammed the table with a loud "bang". Not only was Fan Bo startled, but even An Baoqing, who had known Wen Liang for so long, had never seen him so angry. His usually calm hands couldn't help but tremble.
"I asked you to come to Wujiang to do publicity, not to get involved in management? Great, take over Manager Ye's power, brag, make false claims, grab land, Mr. Fan, it feels much better to be in charge of the country than to teach in school, right?"
Fan Bo was so ashamed that he wanted to die, but he had to reply, so he stood up and explained: "I originally just wanted to do publicity, but the company has just started, and many rules and regulations are not perfect, resulting in low efficiency and unreasonable resource allocation, which directly affects the implementation of the publicity strategy and the final effect, so... so I..."
This was a reasonable excuse. Wen Liang winked at An Baoqing, who understood and took Ye Zhiwei away first. Wen Liang's expression softened a little, and he pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Come, sit down and talk."
Fan Bo was so ecstatic after being rubbed by Wen Liang that he had no intention of resisting. He hurried over and learned his lesson this time. He didn't sit down, but admitted his fault first and said, "Young Master Wen, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have taken such a big step, and I shouldn't have been so greedy and reckless, forcing the tea farmers to cause trouble..."
Wen Liang avoided the question of the tea farmers' disturbance and asked about his three personal shows, which he was very proud of. He then pointed out the flaws and shortcomings in them very sharply, saying that if this and that were done, the effect and function would be better. Fan Bo thought about it carefully and realized that it was just as Wen Liang said. He felt ashamed of his own self-assertion.
Wen Liang was able to defeat Fan Bo because his understanding of Fan Bo came from his past and present lives. In some deep aspects, his understanding of Fan Bo might be clearer and deeper than Fan Bo himself. This man was proud of his talent and had high aspirations, but he was trapped in a corner. He failed in his work and career, and even couldn't support his wife and children. His life fell into the darkest situation.
It was Wen Liang who showed up at the right time and showed him a promising path under coercion and inducement. He could not help but feel grateful and vowed to repay him. In addition, Wen Liang was much better than him in terms of wealth, connections, knowledge and experience. He was grateful and in awe of him. So when the Biluochun business went wrong and Wen Liang scolded him, if it was someone else, he would have slammed the door and walked out, but in front of Wen Liang, he could only swallow his anger and feel ashamed.
After completely suppressing Fan Bo's arrogance, Wen Liang convened a meeting of the company's management and redistributed responsibilities and powers. Ye Zhiwei was appointed as the general manager, mainly responsible for the company's daily management, and Fan Bo was appointed as the deputy general manager, mainly responsible for external publicity. The two were required to work together to overcome the difficulties.
After settling the company's affairs, Wen Liang immediately took people to Old Wang's home in Donghe Village, Xiting Town.
The one who tied the bell must untie it, and this trip must be taken. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)