He Has a Dragon

Wang Le looked at the fat man with a sad expression on his face, unable to feel any sympathy at all. Bi·qi·Chinese·Wen·Net·First·Posted

"Come on, don't act pitiful like the whole world owes you. After the integration, you will be indispensable for the group's shares."

I saw Wang Le walking up to the fat man sitting on the chair in front of the desk, and then while talking angrily, he reached into the other man's suit pocket, took out his special cigarette, and then took out one and lit it. superior.

The fat man's fat face smiled like Maitreya Buddha, and he said: "Coke, am I, Zhang Hui, such a person? You underestimate me, my brother. Money is just an external possession."

Wang Le chuckled and said, "Since you said so, I will give the shares of this group to others."

"Uh!" The fat man jumped up, stood up, hooked Mr. Wang's shoulders, and said: "Coke, I reluctantly accepted the shares you gave me, and I guarantee that they will be worth the money. In the future, you Just treat it as the boss, and I will take care of the group's affairs, brothers, and I promise to do my best until death!"

Wang Le snorted, nodded with satisfaction and said: "That's pretty much it. Anyway, this group was founded by us together. I won't say more about two brothers. Let's work hard from now on!"

After a pause, Wang Le continued: "Don't worry, with me here, even if this stall ends up in ruins, I can still clean it up."

The fat man smiled and nodded in agreement, because he was extremely confident in his best friend.

In China, in many cases, in addition to ability, being good at dancing is also essential.

And Wang Le's connections are directly connected to the sky. The Mu family and Xiao Yuanfang are behind him. Their disciples and former officials are all over the world. This invisible influence reaches far and wide.

No matter who they met, they had to treat him respectfully. Even if Wang Le didn't show any expression, they had to offer Young Master Wang as a Bodhisattva.

Because there has never been a shortage of well-informed people like Bai Xiaosheng in the officialdom, Wang Le was Mu Zhengnan's son-in-law, and the news had already spread from the capital to the local area.

As for Mrs. Jiangnan, she has been expanding crazily outside of Feicheng in recent times and laying out the entire Jiangnan. Among them, Fatty has thoroughly seen the benefits of Wang Le's background.

During the whole process, except for a personal trip to Shuiqing and a visit to Chang Shengde, his parents there, Wang Le made no other gestures or actions.

But elsewhere,

Mrs. Jiangnan’s entry was given the green light, and no one dared to play any tricks here.

The final analysis is that Wang Le is enjoying the huge benefits brought by Xiao Yuanfang, especially Mu Zhengnan, who has been working in Jiangnan for decades, and his invisible blessings of power.

In China, things like this can only be understood but not expressed in words. As long as everyone knows it in their hearts, there is no need to put it on the table and talk about it.

Moreover, Wang Le did business in a regular manner. He did not use Xiao Yuanfang and Mu Zhengnan's name to engage in real estate, rely on connections to obtain land, and then make profits from the unscrupulous business.

Therefore, even those who are against Xiao Yuanfang and Mu Zhengnan dare not say three or four.

If anyone dares to stir up trouble with this, he will offend the entire bureaucracy, because there is no one with seven aunts and eight aunts who can do this kind of relatively small business in a shopping mall in a proper manner.

It is precisely because Wang Le has realized this that after strengthening hotel supplies, when choosing new projects, there is no such thing as recruiting projects to enter the real estate or the hugely profitable medical industry.

Back to business, after the two talked for a while about the structure of Junlin Group, the fat man left the office to go about his own business.

When it was lunch time, Wang Le didn't go out. He directly ordered takeout and ate in the office.

Just halfway through the meal, the phone on the desk rang.

Wang Le picked it up and took a look, and was a little surprised when he saw that it was his mother's old classmate Yu Weicheng calling.

"Hello, Uncle Yu." Wang Le greeted him respectfully after answering the phone.

"Xiao Le, uncle told you last time that the courtyard in my hometown in Beijing has been renovated and asked you to bring your fiancée over to have some fun. Uncle will move in the day after tomorrow. You must come and have a drink by then. Water and wine.”

During the phone call, Yu Weicheng did not treat Wang Le like an outsider, but treated Wang Le purely as his nephew and asked directly as an elder.

Wang Le didn't refuse, and replied with a smile: "Of course, my nephew will definitely come to celebrate Uncle Yu's move."

Yu Weicheng on the other end of the phone laughed happily and warned: "Don't forget to bring your kid's fiancée with you."

"Definitely, definitely." Wang Le assured Yu Weicheng on the phone with a smile.

Then the two of them ended the call without talking any further.

Calculating the time, it has been a month since Wang Le returned to Feicheng, and in half a month it will be the wedding day of Luo Guodong and Yang Fang.

"I have to go this time!"

After packing the lunch box, Wang Le sat on the boss's chair, smoked an after-dinner cigarette, and murmured to himself.

Wang Le called the fat man who was socializing outside. After saying hello, he got up and left the office.

Then he drove his white Q7 car and headed straight to the capital.

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Capital, the Su family mansion.

Su Zhendong had just gotten up from his nap and was sitting in the small yard, in front of a stone table under a big tree, on a stone bench with a cotton cushion.

Sitting across from him was his eldest grandson Sunan, who had just returned from Hong Kong Island.

At this time, Su Nan was cleaning the tea set carefully and brewing the top-quality frozen top tea from Wanwan Island brought back from Hong Kong Island for his grandfather.

"Have all the affairs on Hong Kong Island been dealt with?"

After a while, Su Zhendong drank a cup of brewed tea, closed his eyes slightly, and after enjoying it, he slowly asked.

Su Nan smiled slightly and replied respectfully: "Since the five of us have decided to divide the cake of Hong Kong Island, the overall situation has been decided. The other forces are just clowns, grasshoppers after the autumn, playing. Nothing new."

After a pause, Su Nan continued: "I have arranged enough manpower to manage the affairs of Hong Kong Island. Yufeng will stay there to take care of it for a few days. When everything is on track, he will leave Hong Kong Island and return to the capital."

Su Zhendong nodded with satisfaction, then sighed and said with emotion: "Old Man Mu's smile was crooked this time. He has eaten the most cake in Hong Kong Island. In the past, it was our Su family who took advantage. !”

I saw a wry smile hanging from the corner of Su Nan's mouth, and said: "Grandpa, as long as this guy Wang Le takes action in the future, the Mu family will always have the upper hand."

The grandfather and grandson drank another cup of tea and looked at each other with helplessness, just like this tea, full of bitterness.

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