The county is too small and the news cannot be hidden from anyone.
Overnight, rumors spread in the Rongcheng Hotel. It is said that the county leaders also called Jing Gao, the boss of Zhongrun Company, to inquire about the situation. The bidding situation took a turn for the worse for Zhongrun Company.
For this reason, the second round of bidding originally scheduled for April 27 will be postponed to the afternoon of that day.
A spring rain fell in Rongcheng in the early morning, and the temperature dropped slightly, making people feel more suitable and comfortable.
Jing Gao took his bodyguard Fu Ye, who was not familiar with him, in a Mercedes-Benz and used the Amap navigation to find the breakfast shop An Zhiwen mentioned: Jingju.
An Zhiwen's "Anzhao Textile Co., Ltd." is located in Rongcheng. Of course he knew about such a big industry event. But it wasn't until last night that Zhongrun Company ranked first in the bidding, and it emerged that the person controlling it was actually Jing Gao, he didn't know that Jing Gao had come to Rongcheng. So I made a phone call last night and made an appointment with Jing Gao to have breakfast here.
The name "Jingju" is very graceful and elegant. The store's plaque is also made of small seals carved from ancient sandalwood wood. But it is actually a common breakfast shop in the streets.
The store is not big, and there is only enough space inside for two tables. Two women were cooking a variety of breakfasts on the long table at the entrance of the store: fried dough sticks, noodle nests, steamed buns and soup dumplings. Tofu curd in a stainless steel barrel. A soy milk machine making soy milk.
Most of the diners had breakfast at the three or four tables set up under the shade of the trees outside the store. "Lady boss, please bring a basket of soup dumplings and a bowl of porridge."
A beautiful young woman in an apron who is busy at the long desk will come out quickly and bring soup dumplings to the guests with a smile on her face.
She was dressed and dressed very normally, a common spring dress. But she has a plump figure and graceful curves. What's more, she has a pretty and smooth face, and she looks like she's only about twenty-three or fourteen years old. It's just the charm in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, but she is actually a mature and charming woman.
The landlady is so beautiful and charming, so the breakfast business will naturally be good. It feels a bit like "Tofu Xishi".
"Mr. Jing..." An Zhiwen greeted. He still looked like a middle-aged man, thirty-six years old, greasy, and with a big belly. He stood up and shook hands with Jing Gao with a smile. I saw two little girls sitting next to him. The older one is about five or six years old, and the smaller one is about three or four years old.
"This is my daughter. Their nicknames are Daya and Erya. My parents are bringing them to Rongcheng to stay for a few days this week. Daya and Erya are called uncles."
April 27th is Wednesday. Both little girls are in school. The real reason is that An Zhiwen and Zhao Shiyan are discussing divorce.
An Zhiwen loves his wife deeply and refuses to divorce. But he's been in trouble lately. An accountant in his factory suddenly disappeared. Liao Rong threatened him to divorce Zhao Shiyan immediately. But it was a photo that really broke him.
His wife was wearing a very sexy black evening dress and was nestled in the arms of a man. The two of them were behaving badly. He can only get a divorce. The focus of the divorce is not the division of property, but the custody battle for the two daughters.
"Hello, uncle." Two little girls with braids shouted loudly. Their childish voices echoed outside the breakfast shop, immediately attracting a burst of praise from all around.
"The two little girls are so cute."
"It would be great if I had two daughters like this."
Looking at the two cute little girls, Jing Gao suddenly smiled, and the gloomy mood caused by Huang Mingyuan and Ren Xuan's foreign moves improved.
I patted it on my body, but it was empty. He didn't even have his wallet with him now. He left it with Fu Ye. He turned around and said, "Old Fu, drive to see if any department store is open and help me buy two meeting gifts for these two children."
Fu Ye always had a tense expression. He is depressed and frustrated! He regarded it as a great shame and humiliation to cause others to lose their "public office". But at this time, a smile appeared on Fu Ye's face. He remembered his twin daughters when they were young, and said proactively: "Mr. Jing, just buy two dolls or stuffed bears. They will definitely like it."
An Zhiwen quickly stopped and said, "No need. Mr. Jing, don't spend money."
Jing Gao waved his hand with a smile and said to Fu Ye, "Yeah. It's up to you. I don't understand anyway. If the Xinhua Bookstore is open, you can buy me a copy of Shen Congwen's Border Town." After that, he asked the two little ones Girl, "Da Ya, Er Ya, do you like furry bears?"
"I like it! Thank you uncle."
Jing Gao laughed, touched the heads of the two little girls, sat down, and praised: "Mr. An teaches well. What do you recommend for breakfast here?"
When his daughter was praised, An Zhiwen smiled widely and recommended: "The soup dumplings here are very good. I ordered two of them. Mr. Jing tasted them first. There are also soy milk, fried dough sticks, tofu curds, porridge, eggs, and all kinds of other things." The trapped buns.”
"Okay, let's have another porridge."
After a few laughs and pleasantries, a twelve-year-old boy with a delicate appearance and stubborn, angry eyes came up with two cages of soup dumplings.
Jing Gao smiled, a boy of this age is in the rebellious stage, very middle-class. I ignored him and started tasting the soup dumplings.
The skin is thin and the filling is large, and the balls are round. Take a bite and the soup will overflow in your mouth, mixed with the aroma of mushrooms, pork, and chopped green onion, and full of happy taste.
"Yeah. Pretty good. Another soup dumpling."
An Zhiwen couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw that Jing Gao's food was delicious. Look at the character of human beings, he is incomparable. No wonder the business can be so big, and now everyone comes to Rongcheng to integrate the textile industry. Said: "Mr. Jing, I have heard about the situation you are facing. My company is also a member of the Rongcheng Textile Association."
Jing Gao suddenly became interested, "Oh?" An Zhiwen called him last night and asked him to have breakfast and then ask him to do a small favor. He naturally agreed to this. Look at the Buddha's face without looking at the monk's face. He wanted to give Professor Zhao face.
What is the most embarrassing thing about Huang Mingyuan and Ren Xuan's "outside moves"? Questions about Zhongrun's financial strength can be easily resolved. But if the large-scale local textile companies in Rongcheng resist the entry of Zhongrun Company.
This is difficult to do!
An Zhiwen smiled, it seemed that only his father-in-law valued him and thought he could achieve great things. He was used to all kinds of suspicious looks. Eating soup dumplings, he explained the situation: "
Mr. Jing, the Rongcheng Textile Association is not monolithic. Chairman Ren was able to recruit a group of people to participate in bidding in the name of the Textile Association just because he had the support of funds and connections from Beijing. It should be noted that there are no large-scale textile groups in Rongcheng.
Therefore, if Mr. Jing wants to get rid of the current predicament, he can completely divide and win over. They are just a combination of interests. There is no loyalty, or there is a personal grudge against Mr. Jing. "
Jing Gao suddenly fell into deep thought and tapped his fingers lightly on the table. "Mr. An, you mean that if there is a chance, those medium-sized textile factories will also be willing to merge?"
An Zhiwen smiled and said: "Whether I am willing to sell the factory or the equity, I can't judge. People's hearts are different. However, it is easy to enjoy the shade with a big tree at your back. The textile industry is not easy to do now. Everyone is signing up for a group to keep warm. Like me I want to find a large group to cooperate with and stabilize sales. As long as Mr. Jing does not lose the qualification to bid, it is not difficult to win over them. "
Jing Gaodao: "The matter of bidding qualifications is easy to handle. I communicated with the city and county leaders yesterday. This is why the bidding meeting was postponed to the afternoon. Mr. An, if I leave this matter to you, will you Not willing?"
"Me?" An Zhiwen was surprised. He knew that Jing Gao was assisted by two veterans in the textile industry, Lu Gangyu and Xie Wangzhen, who were more suitable than him in terms of connections, qualifications and status.
An Zhiwen smiled sheepishly and explained: "Mr. Jing, when I asked you to do me a small favor on the phone last night, I didn't mean this." He didn't know the importance of it to this extent. Invite Jinggao to have breakfast at a roadside stall and get a "big order".
It can be foreseen how much reward he will get for helping Jing Gao negotiate this matter! First, his factory can definitely be "resurrected" and he won't have to worry about sales. Backed by a big tree.
Second, the connection with Jing Gao is even closer. No amount of money can buy this kind of connections and friendships.
Jing Gao could infer from An Zhiwen's reaction that An Zhiwen invited him to have breakfast and said that a small favor was just a small favor and had no intention of discussing business. Very honest, no tricks. He immediately laughed. An Zhiwen was a really good character. No wonder he was attracted by Professor Zhao.
"Mr. An, just think of it as helping me. What about the compensation? At that time, are you interested in working in the newly established textile group? Merge your factory into it. I need a professional general manager. Of course, there are equity incentives, and I An executive director will be appointed to oversee your work and the group’s finances.”
An Zhiwen was stunned for a while. The "return" Jing Gao gave him completely exceeded his expectations. In an 800 million group, 1% of the equity was worth 8 million, far exceeding his net worth, "This..."
Jing Gao interrupted An Zhiwen's indecision with a smile and said, "That's it. Okay?" He dared to place such a big bet. I still trust Professor Zhao’s vision for choosing a son-in-law.
Of course, employing and recognizing people are things he needs to learn now. Same as "Performing Arts".
An Zhiwen gritted his teeth and said, "Okay. I will definitely live up to your trust, Mr. Jing."
His father-in-law's expectation for him was to build a textile industry group and gain sufficient social status. But he really didn't want to stay in the "Novice Village" anymore. Under Liao Rong's pressure, he had no chance to develop.
It was a new world for him to work under Jing Gao. At least it won't be worse than the small factory he runs.
Jing Gao laughed heartily. After having breakfast, not only did he solve the problem, but he also found the person in charge of the New Textile Group along the way. Could he be in a bad mood?
This is really another village where everything is bright and clear! Who would have thought that the key to solving the problem would be An Zhiwen?
Jing Gao drank the white porridge and asked: "Lao An, what is the small favor you said you wanted to help?"
An Zhiwen pointed to an electric car parked on the side of the road, "Here it comes."
