A day later, around ten o'clock in the evening, in Longkou District, at the Gu family villa.
Gu Baishun took a comfortable bath in the room. Paying great attention to the details of his life, he used a hair dryer to blow dry his sparse hair, and then applied four or five different types of essences and lotions to his body to make it smell fragrant.
After everything was ready, Gu Baishun sat down at the desk as usual, took out a box of unassembled Lego toys from the cabinet, turned on the desk lamp, and started to put them together carefully.
The bookshelf in the bedroom is almost filled with various hand-assembled figures, including anime characters, science fiction cars, and even colorful female cartoon characters.
In the past year or so, Gu Baishun has been very busy with work and has almost no personal time, but whenever he can spare a little time, even if it's only two hours, he will go back home to visit, talk to his mother, take a walk, and have a meal with her. He has never let the old woman feel that her son does not exist.
Gu Baishun happened to come back to the city today to discuss a project, so he stayed at home at night. It was a rare opportunity for him to have some free time, so he fiddled with the things he liked.
Gu Baishun likes anime very much, and assembling action figures can calm his mind and help him concentrate. This hobby is undoubtedly a bit strange and even a bit pitiful for a person who is also a celebrity.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
Gu Baishun had just put the pieces together for less than half an hour when the phone on the table rang. He looked at the phone that lit up on the screen, sighed helplessly, and then reached out to pick it up: "Hello?"
"Baishun, are you busy?" Zhang Ming's voice rang out.
"Not busy, President, I just got home." Gu Baishun immediately replied with a smile.
"If you're not busy, come out and have some tea." Zhang Ming invited, "I'm in the company's office."
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
After the two ended the call, Gu Baishun sat on the chair, frowned and thought for a while, then he got up, got clothes from the closet, and left in a hurry.
…
Forty minutes later, in the office building of the General Association of Coders.
Gu Baishun pushed open the door of Zhang Ming's office and said with a nod, "President."
"Haha, I haven't seen you for a long time. Come and sit here!" Zhang Ming was sitting alone on the inside of the desk, wearing a white shirt and sparse slicked-back hair, looking like a big boss.
"Hey." Gu Baishun walked over, bent down and sat opposite the desk.
Zhang Ming reached out to help Gu Baishun pour a cup of tea, and asked with a chuckle, "How are you doing recently? It's been hard, right?"
"It's OK, I just work in the mines." Gu Baishun replied stiffly, "To make money!"
"Of all the industries, mining is the most difficult and hardest to work in." Zhang Ming pouted and said, "Even if you are a manager, you have to be inspected and organized all the time, and the living environment is very poor. It's too tiring."
"Yes." Gu Baishun echoed.
"You are a great boy. You are diligent, hardworking, and most importantly, sensible." Zhang Ming praised.
"No, thanks to Uncle Zhang's care." Gu Baishun replied modestly.
"well!"
Zhang Ming intervened, sighed, and slowly shook his head and said, "I want to take good care of you, but the problem is... you know my situation. I sit here and have to take care of everything. I'm just a puppet."
"Don't say that. The brothers still support you. Especially in Longkou District, we will fight wherever you point." Gu Baishun responded to the other party and said something he didn't even believe.
Zhang Ming seemed to be very pleased: "In the association, you and I are the closest. Alas, but Boss Jing called me yesterday and asked about the mining industry, and the Presbyterian Church... They also have opinions on this matter."
Gu Baishun looked at the other person without changing his expression: "What did they say?"
"There are no outsiders here, let's be frank." Zhang Ming lowered his voice and said, "After all, this job of yours was taken from Lao Li, and he and we... don't get along well, so if you take it, there will inevitably be gossip."
"Haha." Gu Baishun smiled softly: "I told you before that Lao Li gave me this job because our Longkou District supported him in the previous mining accident, so he gave me a little reward. You say... We work for the association, so how can we not make money? Besides, I have also paid the association according to my share of the profits generated by the mining industry."
"Yeah, that's what I said! I said that many people took the mining job. If we don't make money from it, others will." Zhang Ming spread out his palms: "But those old men didn't listen. They insisted that you didn't distinguish between sides."
Gu Baishun was silent.
"It's hard to get anything done these days. You have to worship at every temple." Zhang Ming muttered helplessly.
Gu Baishun pondered for a moment and said, "I understand what they mean. They just want to share some of the profits. In the mining industry, we have been working in Longkou for more than a year, and the net profit is more than 4 million, but this is the amount that has not been shared. I can only decide about 100."
"you mean… ?"
"I'll use a hundred of them to shut them up, what do you think?" Gu Baishun asked.
"Will you be hurt if you do this?" Zhang Ming asked with a smile.
"Oh, what can I do about the injury? Money is not earned by one person." Gu Baishun replied with a smile.
"Then it's settled. Give them some money to keep them quiet. I'll do it for you." Zhang Ming thought for a moment and said, "Don't give it directly. I'll ask my secretary to go to your place tomorrow and you can just give it to him."
"Okay!"
"Haha, nephew, you are definitely a man who can do great things. You have the courage to cut off one's own arm at the critical moment." Zhang Ming praised again.
…
Five minutes later, Gu Baishun left the office. Zhang Ming held the phone and said to the secretary, "Go to Longkou tomorrow and withdraw one million in cash. Deposit it into the account I gave you."
"Okay, President!"
"that's all."
After that, the two ended the call. Zhang Ming sat on the chair and lit a cigarette lazily.
Puppets have their own way of doing things. Zhang Ming knew that he could not compete with Jing Yan, who was controlled remotely, for the time being, so he tried every possible way to make money. His request was also very simple. If there were major changes in the association one day in the future, he would compete for the position of president; but if not, he would fill his pockets and withdraw when he found an opportunity.
As for the life and death of the association and the future of the workers, these were not within Zhang Ming's consideration at all. He was even unwilling to care about Gu Baishun. For example, the previous incident of Longkou District openly supporting Li Mingsheng's team and Gu Baishun's secret contact with the other party. If it were someone else, they would have been angry and dealt with it internally, but Zhang Ming knew it in his heart, but he was too lazy to pursue it. As long as Gu Baishun could give him money, everything would be fine.
downstairs.
Gu Baishun sat in the car, looking at the association building with a gloomy gaze, and suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a parasite.
Zhang Ming is like a vampire who is never full. Sooner or later, this man will suck the Longkou Association dry and suck himself dry.