Reborn Nobility

Chapter 85 The Cold City

However, even if this is the case, considering the proficiency of this group of workers and the efficiency of the equipment, the speed is astonishing. Time is tight and Xia Xiaoluo is no longer allowed to delve into the reasons. The most important thing for him now is to resolve the impounded payment for the goods.

Otherwise, the effort will be in vain, and two months of work will be in vain.

What's more important is that the workers of Lao Xiazhuang have only been paid one month's salary so far. If this project fails because of this, they will not make any money, and the revitalization of Lao Xiazhuang may be a mirror image.

How to face those fellow villagers who are full of longing for the future?

Su Jiangchuan kept watching him thoughtfully with a playful look, wanting to ask him what was urgent, but she obediently did not interrupt him.

She didn't know why she was so cautious about a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. Although she was very concerned, she didn't have the courage to disturb him.

It's really strange.

Xia Xiaoluo suddenly remembered a person: Cao Haoxuan.

Xia Xiaoluo did not know Cao Haoxuan's true identity, but he was deeply impressed by the location of his home. It was not within the second ring road of Beijing that one could live in that location if he had money.

Real estate has not yet been fully liberalized. The leading idea of ​​China's economic construction at this stage is to prevent inflation. Real estate investment and speculation have always been something that the central government has frowned upon. Therefore, there is basically no commercial real estate development within the Second Ring Road, and all are welfare housing allocations within the system.

Only then can you live in it.

Here are the core members of China's party, government, and military systems, and it is the top of China's power pyramid.

From Cao Haoxuan's place of residence, we can tell that his background must be extraordinary.

Coupled with his car - the "Raptor" off-road vehicle with the "Beijing Army K0008" license plate, and the guard Lei Lei who is definitely not an ordinary soldier with ordinary skills, it further demonstrates the extraordinary identity of the owner - this young man is not simple.

, at least a red child with the rank of general from his father's generation.

Maybe, he can find a way.

He took out a note from his arms, which was the address and phone number left for him by the boy in military uniform.

Although he had actually memorized this number, he was still afraid of remembering it incorrectly.

He lives within the second ring road of Beijing, drives a "Raptor" off-road vehicle, and studies in the No. 26 Middle School where the rich and powerful are gathered. Any follower is a killing machine that kills invisible people. Even a fool can judge the meaning of the owner who owns all this.

What kind of identity does it have.

Even Lu Nanhua, who could be regarded as a leader among the younger generation in Luoshui County, even bowed to him in every possible way, but it was obvious that Cao Haoxuan did not think much of him and only regarded him as an ordinary friend.

Just because he had plagiarized a bad poem in the readers' club, he could plagiarize it with his own eyes. If he hadn't caught this piece of shit, Xia Xiaoluo would not have come to this world in vain.

Yes, although he has always used an attitude that is neither humble nor arrogant but indifferent to Cao Haoxuan, he deeply understands in his heart that if he gets along well with Cao Haoxuan, he will definitely become his noble man.

A door can be opened through Cao Haoxuan.

However, he knew that what a young man at the top of the power pyramid like Cao Haoxuan lacked most was friendship.

Maybe if he told this idea to someone as smart as Lu Nanhua, the other party would definitely burst into laughter. What the hell are you doing? How can such a person lack friendship when he is surrounded by people like him every day?

However, this is really where Xia Xiaoluo excels.

With his status, there are too many people like Lu Nanhua around who are just flattering him, but they will not look at him with an equal eye. They will treat him as a seventeen-year-old boy and a living person. Instead, they will use labels too accidentally.

Look at him from a cultural and conceptual perspective.

"Powerful people", "Red children", etc.

How can we obtain equal friendship by looking at each other with an attitude of admiration, a utilitarian perspective, and a mentality of pretending to be a grandchild?

You only regard others as stepping stones in your career and work. Others are not stones. They have hearts and feelings. How can they treat you as a friend?

According to Xia Xiaoluo's standards, when a person dies, the person who lays a wreath at the memorial service is the real friend. Normally, a person's life is very lively, and the tea is cool when the person dies. When he dies, the person is completely gone.

It's not cold yet, I still miss you. At that moment, just holding my hand is enough.

Xia Xiaoluo dialed his phone number, and a "beep-beep-" sound came from the receiver. The sound was very slow, but it was unavoidable that it made people a little worried.

A person answered the phone and asked in a nervous voice: "Who are you looking for?"

"Hello, my name is Xia Xiaoluo, I'm looking for Cao Haoxuan."

Xia Xiaoluo calmly uttered these words.

The guard on the other side of the phone broke out in sweat. After hearing these words, he took a long breath and cursed silently, "I*, your uncle."

You must know that this phone call is the direct line of the Military Commission. Outsiders have absolutely no idea. Generally, when this phone rings, there are only three possibilities: one is that foreign enemies invade our territory, airspace and sea, one is the outbreak of a large-scale domestic emergency, and the other is

It is an extreme natural disaster.

Who knew that he was not looking for Cao Pingchuan but Master Cao.

Damn it, it was a false alarm. The guard wiped his sweat and walked downstairs to the lobby.

This is an old Soviet-style building with red walls and red tiles. The design is simple and practical, focusing on earthquake resistance and other functions. The walls are very thick.

There are three floors, each with an area of ​​more than 200 square meters and more than a dozen rooms.

At a dining table in the hall on the first floor, Cao Haoxuan and his cousin were eating a simple lunch - noodles, thick noodles filtered by cold water sandwiched with green vegetables, using a small army green enamel basin with a loud voice.

Topped with bright red chili and minced garlic mixed with sesame oil.

Just one look at it will whet your appetite.

The two returned to their hometown in the Central Plains during the summer vacation. As soon as they ate the noodles, they fell in love with it. This method was very refreshing and nourishing. Therefore, the Cao family specially invited an old lady from their hometown to cook the noodles for the two young masters.

Cooking the most common food in the Central Plains.

The guard said respectfully: "Master Cao, a man named Xia Xiaoluo is calling to see you."

A glimmer of excitement flashed across Cao Haoxuan's face. This kind of smile was too rare for him who always had a calm expression. He had always been indifferent to favors and insults.

The guard wondered, what is the origin of Xia Xiaoluo?

Cao Haoxuan ran upstairs, walking like flying. This scene made his cousin Cao Haoran secretly laugh at him, and he curled his mouth in an arc that was enough to express his contempt.

Cao Haoxuan picked up the phone and called out affectionately: "Xiao Luo, you finally called!"

"It's been quite busy since school started." Xia Xiaoluo said a simple greeting and got straight to the point. "Haoxuan, I have something I need you to help me with. My business has been seized. I have 300,000 yuan in payment and some goods. Can you help me?"

No?"

"What's the reason?" Many of Cao Haoxuan's children are engaged in business, so he is not surprised that Xia Xiaoluo has such a "drama", and his tone is extremely calm.

And he also felt an indescribable feeling of comfort. Friends, that's how it should be. Say what you have to say, don't pretend to be a grandson, okay?

Xia Xiaoluo, on the other hand, had a feeling of admiration for him. With his huge power, he must have been able to take over this matter, but he asked the reason first, which showed that he was careful in thinking and acting cautiously.

"There is no business license." Xia Xiaoluo said.

"Oh, it's a small matter, not a matter of principle. Nowadays, many individuals and companies do not have business licenses. Which unit seized them?"

Xia Xiaoluo mentioned the unit.

Cao Haoxuan said: "I'll give them a call." After that, he hung up the phone.

At an industrial and commercial bureau in Haidian District, Wang Dali was holding a pack of cigarettes and preparing to go to another event.

After this incident, he was more anxious than anyone else. Working with Xia Xiaoluo, everything would be brand new. He didn't have to deceive, abduct and sell fake products, but could "make money standing still" as Xia Xiaoluo said.

Moreover, the sales of this panda "Pan Pan" are astonishingly good. Those state-owned and private stores provide him with smoke, wine, food and drinks every day like a god.

The customers who buy this mascot are not only Chinese but also many ghosts.

Three days ago, a blond ghost guy who spoke bird language left him a business card. After a volunteer translated it, he realized that this foreign ghost wanted to cooperate with him and wanted to purchase large quantities of goods and sell them to the United States.

He thought beautifully that by then, what he earned would not be RMB, but foreign devils’ money, which would be US dollars! It would be a “knife”!

In the past, we were wandering around selling outdated products, asking for help, and being ignored by others. How could we be like today, where we feel as comfortable as the emperor?

Working under Xia Xiaoluo, he gained not only money, but more importantly, a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

However, a simple "unlicensed operation" and a few industrial and commercial bureau staff in blue uniforms extinguished his beautiful fantasies.

It was so cruel. In the blink of an eye, he had nothing. Everything seemed like a dream.

After the accident, he also tried hard, but he finally understood what it means to be as deep as the sea.

In the eyes of others, he is called a private entrepreneur at best, and a small businessman at worst. He ran to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau again and again, his legs almost broke, and the cigarette in his hand was almost broken.

He was soaked with sweat and yet he didn't let one out.

When you meet someone with a good attitude and a kind person, they will say: "Stop working blindly, we have to follow the rules."

If you encounter someone with a very cruel attitude, just say, "You are a bastard from some village, you should go back to your hometown."

He always had a peasant-like honest smile on his face, but there was always a strength in his bones that supported him: "Which prince would rather have the talent? I don't believe that I can't make a career here."

At this time, he stood in front of the gate of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau again. The stainless steel door exuded a cold light in the autumn sunshine. Only now did he feel that the capital was actually a cold city.