King of Industry

Driving alone on the highway in Santana, Zhao Guoyang hummed a little song from time to time to pass the time.

He hummed the popular songs before rebirth, which was somewhat incompatible with the atmosphere of the 90s.

"We're not the same, everyone has a different situation..."

When Zhao Guoyang was humming a song in a melodious tone, the big brother next to him made a "beep beep".

After the singing stopped, Zhao Guoyang picked up the phone and answered the channel: "Hello, how are you?"

"Mr. Zhao, I am Zhang Yufang!" There was a rush of voices on the phone.

Hearing that it was Zhang Yufang, Zhao Guoyang said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, what, what's the matter, I'm very anxious to hear your voice?"

"Mr. Zhao, someone from the People's Bank of SJ City is here again. It seems to be from the Administration of Foreign Exchange. They say they are here to investigate the abnormal foreign exchange flow of our Xingtai International Foreign Trade Company."

"They... they seemed to be quite serious. Wang Zecheng argued with them a few words, and almost didn't make a move."

Hearing this, Zhao Guoyang scratched his head for a while.

Wang Zecheng, a nerd, may have excellent grades, but he is really lacking in emotional intelligence.

Isn't it uncomfortable to work against state organs?

Thinking of this, Zhao Guoyang quickly explained: "Mr. Zhang, please explain it to the people from the Foreign Exchange Administration, and say that I will be able to arrive at the company soon, probably in half an hour..."

"Ah? Mr. Zhao, are you coming soon? That's great!" After hearing this, Zhang Yufang was overjoyed.

Zhao Guoyang made a "hmm" sound, and added: "By the way, Wang Zecheng's side, you should also restrain him, don't let him get confused, this kid looks gentle, why is he so tempered!"

Hearing that Zhao Guoyang, a young man in his early twenties, said that Wang Zecheng, who was about to run three times, was a "boy", Zhang Yufang on the phone couldn't help laughing.

She responded immediately: "I know Mr. Zhao, I'll go over and talk to them..."

Putting down the phone, Zhao Guoyang's expression changed, and he held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, with a slight force on his right foot, he stepped on the accelerator halfway, and the car flew out roaring.

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On the top floor of the building where Xingtai International Foreign Trade Company is located, several uniformed personnel are negotiating with Zhang Yufang and Xie Yiman.

Wang Zecheng was held down by two forceful uniformed officers beside him, his head drooped and he said nothing.

Zhang Yufang had just finished talking with Zhao Guoyang, put down the phone, and walked to several uniformed personnel, and said softly, "Several comrades, our Chairman Zhao is driving here, and we will be there in about half an hour." , when he arrives, things will come to light..."

Seeing that the faces of the uniformed staff were slightly relaxed, Zhang Yufang followed suit and said, "I'm sorry, Manager Wang has just returned from studying abroad, and he is not very clear about our domestic rules. Please forgive me for any offense. .”

Hearing Zhang Yufang's polite words, several people in uniform looked at each other.

The leader, a middle-aged man with a general's belly, nodded to the subordinates controlling Wang Zecheng over there, and they didn't think that Wu had let go of Wang Zecheng's hand.

After encountering this incident, Wang Zecheng no longer had the momentum he had just now. He stood aside, looking at the uniformed personnel in front of him with evasive eyes, secretly cursing in his heart.

Girlfriend Xie Yiman knew Wang Zecheng's temperament best, and immediately pulled his arm and comforted him in a low voice: "Zecheng, don't talk about it, they are all civil servants, we must actively cooperate!"

Wang Zecheng rolled his eyes, as if he wanted to refute something, but he didn't say it after all.

On Zhang Yufang's side, several uniformed personnel have been invited to sit down, and ordered the company to recruit two new interns, and poured tea for them.

"Manager Zhang, thank you!" The leader "General Belly" took the teacup and laughed.

Zhang Yufang chatted cautiously with the man, but glanced out of the window from time to time.

Seeing her absent-minded look, "General Belly" didn't take it seriously, waved his hand and said with a smile, "Manager Zhang, are you looking at the boss of your company?"

"It's okay, we have nothing to do at this meeting, we can afford to wait for half an hour..."

Zhang Yufang responded with ahhhhhhhhh, and just wanted to find another topic, when she saw the black Santana driving in from the window.

Seeing Zhao Guoyang's car arrived, Zhang Yufang stood up excitedly, pointed out the window and said, "Director Li, our President Zhao's car has arrived, it's here!"

This "general's belly" is called Li Ming, and he is the deputy director of the Reserve Management Division of the SJ City Foreign Exchange Administration Branch.

But Zhang Yufang was still a little confused about the identity of this person.

Because when she first received a call saying that someone was coming to the company to investigate some situations, it was the People's Bank of SJ City who called.

But in the end, I don't know what happened. The person I waited for was someone from the Administration of Foreign Exchange, which made Zhang Yufang a little baffled.

Originally, Zhang Yufang was going to ask the other party a question or two, but Wang Zecheng yelled at him as soon as he came up, making it impossible for her to ask the next question.

At this time, the "general's belly" called Director Li followed Zhang Yufang's gestures and saw the Santana below.

When he saw the "Shanghai A00006" license plate hung by Santana, his eyes froze.

The next moment, I saw an extremely young man hurriedly got out of Santana's cab, striding toward the building.

Seeing this young man, a relieved smile appeared on Zhang Yufang's face.

"This young man is the boss and chairman of your company?" Seeing Zhang Yufang laugh unconsciously, "General Belly" asked in surprise.

Zhang Yufang froze for a moment, then nodded again and again and said: "Yes, yes, Director Li. This is Mr. Zhao Guoyang, the chairman of our Xingtai International Foreign Trade Company. Please wait a moment, he will come up soon."

"General Belly" was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at several of his colleagues, only to see that their faces were also blank for a while.

There was silence in the office for a while, and soon, the young chairman opened the door and walked in.

"Mr. Zhao!" As soon as they saw Zhao Guoyang push the door in, Zhang Yufang, Wang Zecheng, and Xie Yiman stood up at the same time and greeted him.

Although the two new interns didn't know Zhao Guoyang, their reactions were not slow at all, and they followed the leaders and bowed slightly to the legendary chairman.

He nodded with everyone, and after saying hello, Zhao Guoyang set his sights on the group of "General Belly".

"Hello! I am the chairman of Xingtai International Foreign Trade Co., Ltd., and my name is Zhao Guoyang!" Zhao Guoyang extended his hand to several uniformed people with a smile on his face.

"Uh, Mr. Zhao...isn't it? We are Li Ming from the State Administration of Foreign Exchange, the SJ City Foreign Exchange Administration Branch. I came to your company today to investigate some situations..." Looking at the young man in front of him, the general spoke Sometimes, there is some hesitation.

Hearing this self-reported family name, Zhao Guoyang was relieved.

Although Zhang Yufang didn't understand the origin of this "general's belly", Zhao Guoyang knew it all.

The State Administration of Foreign Exchange referred to by the "general's belly" is a national bureau managed by the ministries and commissions of the State Council, managed by the People's Bank of China, and its administrative level is at the deputy ministerial level.

The State Administration of Foreign Exchange has set up 36 branches in various provinces, autonomous regions, municipalities directly under the Central Government, and some sub-provincial cities, one of which is the Foreign Exchange Administration Department.

In addition, in some prefecture-level cities and county-level cities, more than 300 central sub-bureaus and more than 500 sub-bureaus have been established respectively.

The branches in these places are all co-operated with the local branches of the People's Bank of China.

It's like the SJ City Foreign Exchange Administration Branch, which is co-located with the SJ City People's Bank.

After hearing the other party's self-report, Zhao Guoyang nodded repeatedly and said: "Ah, it turns out to be Director Li of the Foreign Exchange Administration Branch. I know your purpose!"

After inviting several uniformed personnel to sit down again, Zhao Guoyang began to communicate happily with them.

It turned out that this "general's belly" was the deputy director of the Reserve Management Division of the Foreign Exchange Administration Branch of SJ City.

They came here today because of the extra one million US dollars in Zhao Guoyang's company account, which was quickly transferred away.

For this matter, Zhao Guoyang had long been prepared.

After Li Ming asked this question, he explained the situation to the other party in detail.

At the end, Zhao Guoyang said cheerfully: "Director Li, the situation is basically like this. The more than one million US dollars in my account is obtained through technology transfer."

"Then I transferred to Samba because I was in Sao Paulo and had a cooperative relationship with a trading company. This money was the first payment I used to pay for the ore I purchased!"

Hearing Zhao Guoyang's extremely mysterious words, "General Belly" was somewhat skeptical.

He asked with an "uh": "I'm sorry to interrupt, Mr. Zhao. You said that the 1.4 million US dollars was obtained from your technology transfer... Do you have any evidence? Or, can someone prove it?" ?"

"Well, there are some!"

Zhao Guoyang seemed to think of something, and nodded again and again, "Director Li, please wait a moment, I'll make a phone call and ask someone to prove it to me!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Guoyang immediately called Mr. Li Kejian.

In fact, according to his idea, he didn't want to trouble Mr. Li.

But in Yangcheng City, if people from the Siyang Group come to prove it, Director Li may not buy it, so he can only reluctantly hang up the phone to Mr. Li.

Because Zhao Guoyang dialed Mr. Li's eldest brother, the call was connected quickly.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Old Li, I'm Zhao Guoyang!" Zhao Guoyang said politely, holding his eldest brother in both hands.

"Ha, Guoyang? Why do you, a busy person, remember to call me?" On the phone, Mr. Li said happily.

"What's the matter, did you make a small fortune and want to treat my old man to dinner?"

Hearing this, Zhao Guoyang's expression froze and he said, "Mr. Li, eating is a trivial matter. I'm calling you right now because I'm asking for help!"

"Hey, it's surprising that you still ask people for help! Tell me, what's going on?" Mr. Li immediately became interested.