(Five thousand words, I hope the recommendation will soon break through the 100,000 mark, thank all friends for their support)
Li Shengli pushed the door open and walked into the room, holding some fruit in his hand. He smiled and said, "Sister Ding, how are you doing recently? I always said I would come to see you, but I was always busy with company matters and couldn't spare the time."
When Ding Mei saw Li Shengli, she hurried to greet him. It was she who introduced Zhao Yaqing to Li Shengli, and she felt very guilty about how things turned out. But seeing Li Shengli recover from the blow made her happier than making a fortune.
"I know you're busy. We're all family, so we don't need to bother with empty talk. Just come over. What are you going to get?"
Ding Mei asked Li Shengli to sit down, glared at Wen Liang, and said, "You are so old, but you still don't know how to call for help? Go, pour your Uncle Li a glass of water."
Li Shengli's butt just touched the sofa, and he stood up suddenly after hearing this, saying: "No need, no need..."
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Of course, Uncle Li, please sit down. I'll go get some water."
Of course, Li Shengli did not sit down. He stood there waiting for Wen Liang to bring the water. He took it with an awkward smile on his face. Wen Liang whispered, "Be natural. You just follow what I say. Do you understand?"
Li Shengli said he understood. Ding Mei came out of the kitchen after washing some fruit and said, "Where's Nuannuan? She's on vacation too, right? Why didn't you bring her over? I haven't seen the little girl for a while, and I miss her a lot."
"It's urgent today, let's do it another day! By the way, Sister Ding, I heard you want to open a clothing store?"
Ding Mei didn't expect Wen Liang to tell Li Shengli about this. She felt a little embarrassed and said, "I'm just daydreaming. I don't know if it will work..."
"Okay, I think this can be done." Li Shengli is now considered a successful man. All the neighbors know that he has made a fortune, and his words carry more weight than before. Even Ding Mei smiled happily when she heard that he, a business professional, agreed that she should open a clothing store.
"I heard from Wen... Liang that you plan to rent a shop in the Songlan Clothing City?"
Wen Liang interrupted, "Uncle Li, do you know anything about the Indigo Clothing City?"
"Well, I just happened to know a little bit about it before," Li Shengli, of course, had just received a call from Wen Liang and checked the situation. He is now considered a well-known figure in Qingzhou, so he still has some sources of information. He said, "This Songlan Clothing City belongs to Shengxiang Clothing Co., Ltd. It was invested and built at the beginning of last year, but for some reason it was suspended for three months. It was completed last month, and it started to attract investment at the beginning of this month... Sister Ding, you may not know much about Shengxiang Clothing, but the Yuquan Clothing City in Guanshan was also developed by Shengxiang Clothing, and its strength is second to none in Jiangdong."
Yuquan Garment City in Guanshan is the largest clothing wholesale market in the entire Jiangdong region and even in the Huanghuai River Basin. Countless people from surrounding provinces come here every day. The annual transaction volume is nearly 10 billion, which shows how large its scale is.
Li Shengli carefully looked at Wen Liang's expression and said, "Also... This Shengxiang Clothing Co., Ltd. is a subsidiary of Minghua Group. The boss is Gu Wenzhou, the son of Gu Shitong's late eldest sister. He graduated from Lingnan College of Sun Yat-sen University with a master's degree in business administration. He has just joined Minghua Group for less than three years, but has already taken over Shengxiang Clothing. He should be one of the successors that Gu Shitong has vigorously cultivated."
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Minghua, you are like a maggot attached to my bones, I can't get rid of you..."
Minghua has been entrenched in Jiangdong for many years, and its business has expanded to all aspects of Jiangdong. Someone once said that from birth to death, you may be using Minghua Group's products and services. This statement may be a bit exaggerated, but it is definitely not groundless. Although Wen Liang had studied Minghua Group in his previous life, his main focus was on Gu Shitong himself, and Shengxiang Clothing was only a small branch of Minghua Group, not the main business, so he didn't think of it for a while, but when he heard the name Yuquan Clothing City and Gu Wenzhou, all the memories instantly flooded into his mind, and the past was as vivid as a movie scene.
Three years later in the previous life, a fire broke out in Yuquan Garment City, killing more than seventy people. It became the most sensational event in the country at that time. Gu Wenzhou had been promoted to deputy general manager of the group, but he was still the general manager of Shengxiang. So after a game of chess, he was abandoned by Gu Shitong and became cannon fodder, and was imprisoned for ten years.
However, the grudge with Minghua did not affect Ding Mei's opening a clothing store in Songlan to make money. Wen Liang was not so naive as to give up a clothing store with complete facilities like Songlan just to save his temper and choose another place. Moreover, in his previous life, Ding Mei also opened a clothing store with the compensation money after the agricultural machinery factory closed down. Although many things have changed in this life, this point has not changed. Maybe he is really destined to be in the clothing industry.
"Big companies are good. They are more secure. You don't have to worry about the follow-up services after paying the money. The biggest advantage is that if the business is not good, it will also affect their reputation, so they will definitely do everything possible to promote and heat up the market. In that case, you can only make money when you open a store and do business, not lose money!"
Ding Mei smiled from ear to ear and said, "Okay, I feel relieved when you say that. Shengli, you take a seat first. Have lunch at home today. I'll go talk to Li Yan and get the money together today..."
Wen Liang grabbed Ding Mei and said speechlessly, "You ignored what I told you earlier. Don't cooperate with Aunt Li. Uncle Li has money if you need it. Why not ask him to lend you some?"
"What do you know, kid? Your Uncle Li's business has just started, and he needs money for so many things. Besides, even if I really have the money, I can't lend it to him. What if the business loses money? I'll be sad if he loses his own money, but if he loses your Uncle Li's money, I won't be able to hide my shame!"
Li Shengli said quickly, "Sister Ding, please don't be so polite. You and Brother Wen have treated me like family over the years. If you really need money but don't ask me, I will be embarrassed to visit you in the future. How about this, I won't give more, just 50,000, what do you think?"
Ding Mei was shocked and said, "Shengli, your soy milk shop is really so profitable that you took out 50,000 right away. Don't you want to make some money?"
Li Shengli said with a smile: "Don't worry, Sister Ding, fifty thousand yuan is nothing to me..."
Wen Liang tried to persuade Ding Mei, and Ding Mei finally agreed to lend Li Shengli 20,000 yuan. Together with the 10,000 yuan she had, 30,000 yuan was more than enough to open a clothing store. Then, ignoring Li Shengli's objections, she insisted on writing an IOU and putting her fingerprints on it, indicating that the loan would be for two years and the interest would be calculated according to the bank's interest rate.
Li Shengli wanted to persuade him again, but Wen Liang winked at him, so he had to accept the IOU and decided to give it to Wen Liang when he left. Although this kind of thing was not a big deal, he always felt a little uneasy holding it in his hand.
After settling the money issue, Ding Mei fell into another kind of worry, which was that he didn't know how to tell Li Yan about it. Originally, it was a business that they had discussed together, but in the end, he had to do it alone. No one would feel comfortable about that.
But Wen Liang couldn't help with this kind of trouble, so Ding Mei had to worry about it. He and Li Shengli left Courtyard No. 7 together, and before they had walked far, they suddenly heard someone shouting from behind. Turning around, they saw that it was Old Qintou who had resigned.
It wasn't long after the explosion, but Old Qin seemed to have aged a dozen years. His once strong back became hunched, his hair was almost completely gray, and the mercenary smile that always appeared on his face was gone, replaced by a deep tiredness and old age.
Wen Liang asked Li Shengli to stay where he was, walked over, held Old Qin's hand, and said, "Uncle Qin, why are you here?"
Old Qin murmured, but he couldn't open his mouth. Wen Liang had such a clever mind, and he always felt sorry for him. He smiled and said, "Uncle Qin, you really made it easy for me to find you."
Old Qin was completely confused and asked, "You're looking for me?"
"Yes, a friend of mine opened a factory and needed someone who knew him well to look after it. That's why I thought of you. But I couldn't get in touch with you. You know what? If we hadn't met by chance today, I would have gone to your house tomorrow."
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Wen Liang thought that he must have encountered difficulties in life, so he took the initiative to bring up this matter. Old Qin really wanted to ask Wen Liang for help to find a job. Because of his grandson's injury, he was not liked by his daughter-in-law at home, and his son was in a bad mood all day long. He felt uncomfortable and didn't want to stay at home. He was worried that Wen Liang would not see him after not seeing him for so long, but he didn't expect that not only did he not get a cold shoulder, but he also helped him find a job with his warm heart. He was old and experienced, so how could he not see that Wen Liang deliberately spoke like this to save his face. How could an outsider be more considerate than his family? How could Old Qin not be moved, and his dim and turbid eyes were instantly moist.
Wen Liang called Li Shengli again and asked him to arrange for Lao Qintou to work as a guard at the central kitchen construction site. His salary was set at four hundred, which was twice as high as his salary as a security guard in the government compound.
Old Qin didn't say thank you. He didn't have many years left to live anyway. But as long as his old bones were still there, he would stand guard for Qinghe and guard the gate!
After Old Qin left, Brother Ming called and reported to Wen Liang about last night's actions. It turned out that after Hu Lao San and his friends returned to the village last night, they gathered at the Guanyin Temple at the entrance of the village for a meeting and sent people to look for Ji Wa. They said they didn't find him, and everyone thought that Ji Wa was shy and felt embarrassed so he hid away, so no one suspected him. After discussing the details of tomorrow's negotiations, everyone went home. Hu Lao San was in a hurry and ran to the back of the Guanyin Temple to urinate. When he came out again, he couldn't see anyone. He walked home humming a little tune, and suddenly someone put a sack on him from behind and dragged him back to the temple.
The process of interrogating Hu Laosan was very simple. After all, Ming Ge was a well-known figure in the Qingzhou underworld. Now there was no king in the mountains, and he was considered a local lord. To be honest, he was a character who would make a quarter of the Qingzhou city jump with a stomp of his feet. He was not at the same level as a small villager like Hu Laosan. The knife hadn't even been drawn yet, but just by the presence of a few ferocious-looking subordinates behind him, Hu Laosan confessed everything without any shame.
The man who came to see him was called Yang Da. They were cousins. They were streetwalkers at first. Later, he picked up five cents or helped an old lady cross the street. Anyway, he got lucky and got a job at Minghua Group. In less than two years, relying on the shameless spirit he learned on the street, he climbed to a high position. Although he didn't work directly with Mu Zechen, he was able to get in touch with some of the secret activities.
Not many people in Minghua knew that Kuaiyouduo was entering the fast food market. Yang Da accidentally delivered a document to his direct manager and heard the conversation between the manager and Mu Zechen. A few sentences in the conversation caught his attention. Mu Zechen said, "If Kuaiyouduo wants to develop, it must first slow down the pace of Qinghe... What can we do to create some trouble for Qinghe's central kitchen?"
The manager was in a dilemma: "On the day the central kitchen started construction, Zhu Jiusi, Yu Peidong, and Xu Fuyan all came to cut the ribbon. I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about it..."
It was these two sentences that made Yang Da ponder over and over again in private, and his hair almost turned white overnight. Why did he work so hard? Because he keenly realized that this was a rare opportunity. If he seized it, it would be very likely that his position in Minghua would be further improved, and at the very least, he would be able to get a good reputation in Mu Zechen's heart.
After much thought, he finally realized that his eldest cousin's family lived in Guanyin Village. His cousin Hu Laosan was well-known in the village and his words were more effective than those of the government. Could he do something about it? Then he told the manager about this idea, and the manager reported it to Mu Zechen, and the matter was settled.
Yang Da went to Hu Laosan five times and gave him 7,000 yuan for activities. Of course, Hu Laosan took all the money for himself and didn't share a penny with others. In addition, if you want to make trouble, you must have a reason. In a society ruled by law, you can make trouble, but you must do it under the cover of justice, otherwise you won't make much waves. Yang Da took the several reasons he had discussed with Mu Zechen and asked Hu Laosan to memorize them, so he came up with high-sounding reasons such as noise disturbing the people, damage to crops, and water pollution.
Yang Da asked Hu Laosan to fight a protracted war, to get entangled in one problem after another, to slow down the construction progress of the central kitchen, and to cause bloodshed. Hu Laosan hesitated at first, mainly because he was worried that the government would intervene and make things out of control. Although the people of Qingzhou were reckless enough, they were still afraid that the government would also do the same. After all, amateurs could not compare with professionals. The gap between the two was too big!
"It would be better if the government intervened. The enterprise might be ruthless and not give a dime, but the government will solve the problem in the end, whether it is hard or soft. Our goal is to get money. How can it solve the problem without money? So don't be afraid of the government. I am here, and Minghua is behind me. At worst, you can organize a petition and I will ask the media to expose it. How can a mere Qingzhou city compare with Minghua?"
These words gave Hu Laosan a reassurance. To them, Minghua Group was in Guanshan, which was at the provincial level, naturally higher than Qingzhou City, so they were completely fooled by Yang Da. Yang Da's thoughts were certainly not what he said. He was most afraid that Qinghe would simply agree to the villagers' request. Wouldn't that be a waste of effort? If the government stepped in, with just a little ignition, it might lead to a conflict. After a while, not to mention delaying the central kitchen, Qinghe would also suffer some internal injuries.
This was Mu Zechen's wishful thinking. He only had to spend a little money and could place a bomb near Qinghe. If he was lucky enough and the bomb exploded, that would be the best outcome. It would not only create trouble for Qinghe, but also buy time for Kuai Youduo. At worst, it would be a dud, but at least it would disgust the other party, right
There are only benefits and no harm. Anyone who doesn't do it is an idiot!
Brother Ming got the information out of Hu Laosan, and used the excuse of a meeting to trick the other three main persons in charge into the temple, where he revealed the inside story that Hu Laosan had embezzled 7,000 yuan, causing the three to curse. Then he had his ferocious-looking subordinates take turns threatening them, saying that if they dared to make trouble again, they would be stabbed and pierced, and their children and family members would be harmed. These people were even worse than Hu Laosan. Two of them were so scared that they became incontinent, and one almost rolled his eyes.
Brother Ming showed them a way. They should go out to other places for a while. Those who have relatives can visit relatives, and those who don't have relatives can travel. Hu Laosan took out the 7,000 yuan he had swallowed, and each of the four of them got 1,750 yuan. Then Brother Ming sponsored each of them 750 yuan, making up 2,500 yuan, enough for them to stay out for a month or two. After a month or two, the central kitchen had already been put into operation, and no one would take advantage of it to cause trouble.
Seeing that things had come to this, the four dared not raise any objections. They went home to pack up their things, arranged their family affairs, and left the village overnight. In order to prevent the situation from recurring, Ming Ge and his men squatted outside the village all night. In the morning, dozens of villagers who were still unaware of the situation gathered at the Guanyin Temple. They waited and waited but Hu Lao San and the other three leaders did not show up. They sent people to call them but got the same answer: they were not at home, they were visiting relatives!
As the saying goes, a snake cannot survive without a head. Without a leader, the others didn't know what to do. A few quick-witted people noticed something was wrong and found an excuse to sneak away. A young man shouted: I heard that the city has said that if we cause trouble again today, we will all be arrested. Last night, armed police cars came from outside the city to the city one by one, waiting for us to fall into their trap.
Everyone suddenly realized what was going on and collectively cursed Hu Laosan as a good-for-nothing. He got wind of the situation and ran away without caring about the lives of others. The young man patted his butt and said whoever makes trouble again is an idiot. I'm going back to sleep anyway. Whoever rushes to get shot in this cold weather is an idiot!
Before the young man had walked far, everyone looked at each other and dispersed!
The young man is indeed from Guanyin Village, but he is also Brother Ming's subordinate. This is the advantage of being in the underworld, you can find your own people in any corner, so the young man was temporarily arranged to return to the village last night in order to spread rumors this morning. In this way, even if Hu Laosan comes back in two days, his prestige among the villagers will drop to the lowest point, and he will no longer be able to organize the masses to cause trouble.
This is a way to solve the problem once and for all without leaving any future troubles. When Brother Ming heard what Wen Liang said, there were only two words in his mind: Awesome!
Wen Liang hung up the phone, combined with the information from Kuaiyouduo, and speculated the cause and effect. To put it bluntly, Kuaiyouduo was confronting head-on, and Guanyin Village was cutting off the firewood from under the cauldron. It was a two-pronged approach, which was insidious. But conspiracy and trickery could not defeat the goddess of luck after all. Wen Liang chose to eat spicy noodles that day, and he had a conflict with someone. The person who had the conflict was a fool who knew the inside story. So as long as a person has luck, he will kill Buddhas and gods, be invincible, and be invincible! (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)