During the meal, Xiang Jingyang did not discuss any serious matters with Gui Mengjun, Su Tianyu and Yu Mingyuan. They just ate casually and chatted about family matters.
The meal was over and the time was almost up, so Xiao Qinglong came in to remind Xiang Jingyang that it was time to get ready to set off.
Xiang Jingyang nodded slowly, stood up and looked at the calligraphy that had just been hung above his desk, and said to the guard at the door: "Take it down and let Xiao Su take it to Zhao Weihu. It's my gift to him."
After he finished speaking, Su Tianyu and the other two looked up at the words hanging on the wall.
Millions of lions strike the southern sky, with banners fluttering.
Our love for each other is thousands of miles away, and we are connected by blood.
This couplet was written by a high-ranking monk from Sichuan Province when Xiang Jingyang's father led his troops on an expedition. It did not mean any prophecy or calculation, but only expressed the concern and worry of a compatriot.
The three watched as the guard carefully took off the words and sealed them with a special cylinder.
Xiang Jingyang took the letter and handed it to Su Tianyu: "Although the Chinese region has been unified, we still have tens of millions of compatriots living overseas. This letter is for Zhao Weihu, hoping that his armed forces can not only make money and fight, but also protect the interests of overseas Chinese."
Su Tianyu understood immediately: "Thank you Commander for the calligraphy. My elder brother will definitely be very happy and will hang it above his desk."
"Haha, just don't throw it away secretly." Xiang Jingyang replied half-truthfully, reaching out to pick up the coat handed to him by the guard, and walked out while whispering: "Tianyu, Mingyuan, I heard that you also founded an association in Longcheng?"
Yu Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied: "Yes, it is mainly to protect the interests of the Chinese."
Xiang Jingyang didn't take this seriously and pointed at Yu Mingyuan and said, "You can make money first, gain a firm foothold, and then protect the interests of your compatriots. You don't have to be so high-profile right away, because no one will believe it, don't you think?"
Yu Mingyuan smiled awkwardly and nodded slowly.
"Haha, do it well."
Everyone walked out of the office while chatting.
Xiang Jingyang stopped and stretched out his hand to the three people: "Goodbye."
The three of them immediately stepped forward to shake hands with him and say goodbye. Xiang Jingyang smiled at Yu Mingyuan and Su Tianyu, patted their shoulders, and turned away decisively.
The three of them watched the young commander go away, and Xiao Qinglong immediately held out his hand: "Three of you, please come this way!"
Su Tianyu glanced at the words in his hand and grinned: "Hey, my elder brother has really become a hot commodity."
This meeting was just the beginning of an acquaintance. With Xiang Jingyang's identity, it was impossible for him to talk to Su Tianyu and Yu Mingyuan about how to engage in the arms business and how to make a lot of money. It was even more impossible for him to ask about the specific details of the arms business, because these were all things that the subordinates should consider.
With just a meal and a piece of calligraphy, Xiang Jingyang had already expressed his meaning. The rest depended on how much Su Tianyu and Yu Mingyuan could understand.
Of course, Su Tianyu is not a fool. As soon as Xiang Jingyang gave him the calligraphy, he already knew what the other party meant.
It was around eight o'clock in the evening, in the barracks of the garrison on the outskirts of Hanoi.
Dabai excitedly spread out the calligraphy and said sourly, "Damn it, this commander really gave you something?"
"I may take off at any time from tonight to tomorrow morning." Su Tianyu said while sitting on a chair, "You still have time to give me a hand now. When I take off, I will use a rope to pull you up as well."
Dabai went up and slapped him: "Tell me, what's the shape of your mouth? What's wrong?"
"Hahaha!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
Gui Mengjun looked at everyone with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Okay, stop joking. I'm going back soon. Let's talk about business."
After the words fell, everyone gathered together and began to discuss how to divide the cake and how to solve the troubles that the You family of Zhanan Port would bring in the future.
…
Two days later, in Longcheng Longkou District, in a very elegant teahouse.
Jing Yan sat on the chair, looked at Zhang Ming, the vice president of the Coders Association, and said, "I've thought about it. I'll help you up."
Vice President Zhang Ming is the greedy man who has blackmailed Gu Baishun several times. He has a long history in the Coders Association and holds considerable power, but he does not have many direct followers in the various halls and branches. It was not until recently that he took the opportunity to help little Gu become the head of Longkou District, but this was also secretly instructed by Jing Yan.
Zhang Ming has been doing one thing over the years, which is to lick Jing Yan. Because he knows that the leaders of the various branches below are all one-man shows, and they have inextricable ties with the Elders Council of the General Labor Union, so it is a bit difficult for him to support the direct forces, and he also has to fight, which is very tiring.
So Zhang Ming decided to go all out and simply lie down. As long as he could please the president, his life would not be too bad.
But today, when Jing Yan asked him to go on stage, Zhang Ming was a little confused. He felt that happiness came too suddenly, and his tone was a little stuttering: "President, what did you say...?"
"I'll come down and you come up." Jing Yan looked at him and replied expressionlessly.
Zhang Ming was even more confused. His first thought was, is this guy testing him? But it didn't make sense. He was just a commander without any troops. Was there any need to test him
"President, I don't quite understand...!"
“I’ve encountered some problems, and you’ll understand in a few days.” Jing Yan didn’t explain much, but intervened and looked at him and said, “I’ve thought about it carefully, and among all the vice presidents, only you and I are the most caring.”
"Of course, I will hit you wherever you point me, that's for sure. But...?"
"Don't think too much. I will pave the way for you." Jing Yan took out a stack of documents from his bag, handed them to Zhang Ming, and whispered to him, "Before you start working on this, find someone to report the people in this document."
"Who to report to?"
"The supervision committee." Jing Yan lit a cigarette and replied, "Once you report it, someone will take charge. I'll take care of the rest."
Although Zhang Ming couldn't guess what Jing Yan was going to do, he was still a little excited. He took the information and suddenly felt that his big opportunity had come.
"Where is Gu Baishun? Is he back?" Jing Yan asked.
"I'm back. I'm in Longkou."
"Well, he has a good background in the union, so he can be used in the future." Jing Yan pondered for a while and said, "In the next few days, I will ask some old people from the union to come over and discuss how to help you."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhang Ming nodded.
…
Xiaoshuangniu Island.
The exhibition is completely over. Leaving aside the other winning teams, the exclusive distributor position for the Sinalo and Casaro regions finally went to a company called Tianxing, while the rest of the teams were eliminated.
Tianxing Company is a trading group registered in District 1, and its investors are Tongji Association and Zhou family.
At this point, Yu Mingyuan's team has overcome many obstacles and finally saw the light!