Chapter 171 Pressure

Style: Romance Author: Kindergarten masterWords: 2353Update Time: 24/01/11 08:29:15
In a courtyard in Beijing, Zhao Canglong adjusted his glasses, looked at the fish tank in the living room, and pondered silently.

Fatty Ma had just seen off Qiao Songbai at the airport and was coming over to report the situation to Brother Zhao. After the reception these days, he was almost losing weight. Eating seafood together is certainly one of the three pillars of life, but the energy of middle-aged people cannot be compared with that of young people!

At this time, Fatty Ma felt a little guilty. In fact, in the past two years, there was always a period of time when Sister Dong would have trouble with Brother Zhao, a bit like forcing marriage.

He didn't understand very much. What's all this fuss about? How could Brother Zhao get divorced? He and his sister-in-law have two children and are entangled with various interests.

Fatty Ma sat for a while and said, "Brother Zhao..." If nothing happened, he would leave first. I have to rest for these two days and not touch women. I have other fun. Get some delicious food, drink some wine, play cards, and get a massage. Isn't that convenient?

Zhao Canglong is of medium height. Even at home, he is dressed very neatly. He wears casual shirts and trousers with a certain air of style.

He looked away from the red arowana in the fish tank, with a sarcastic smile on his face, and said: "Pony, her wings have hardened, and she wants to fly solo. She also deliberately found a young man to stimulate me. It's a pity, she's just a A fledgling little fellow, a boy who makes money."

Fatty Ma complimented with a smile: "Brother Zhao, that kid is just a rookie. Didn't Zhao Bank transfer the bank's flow? His money came from overseas funds. Find a reason to arrest him and interrogate him." Don’t be a big fish!”

This note is very vicious.

But think about how much Fatty Ma hates Jing Gao! He cooked the duck and gave it to Jing Gao Jiehu to eat. Now Cao Danqing is still staying in Rongcheng. He can't go to Rongcheng to block people, right?

In that place, Xia Shang Textile Group has great energy! On the contrary, when he left Sijiu City, he became a "featherless chicken" and couldn't speak well.

Zhao Canglong laughed when he heard this and cursed: "That's nonsense. There is a big commotion over there in Hong Kong right now. How much money did the foundation give you in the newspaper? It's only a few hundred dollars at most. How much have you seen? A spy with a budget of 100 million?

These funds were also transferred to the British Virgin Islands, a tax haven, and could not be traced at all. Moreover, if people pay taxes legally, there is no legal problem. "

Fatty Ma chuckled and said, "Brother Zhao, if you want to accuse me, why bother?"

Zhao Canglong smiled and scolded: "Xiao Ma, if you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them randomly. This matter needs to be simmered slowly. Why are you in a hurry? You go ahead."

He rubbed his forehead with a headache. Any man who has a beautiful woman like Dong Lingxi, even if he lacks energy, will definitely not be willing to let her go.

He still has to think about how to make her happy this year?





Yan Ting has been sent to Shanghai to participate in a training program since the May Day holiday. The training course ended on Monday afternoon, and when the setting sun was wandering among the high-rise buildings and the Huangpu River in Shanghai, she received a call from Xiao Su.

"Xiao Su, what's going on?" Yan Ting waved politely to the "classmate" who greeted her, and walked to a secluded place with her mobile phone. A single woman of her age is beautiful and has no shortage of suitors.

"Sister Yan, it's what you told me. Someone in the industry checked the account balance of the Jing Corporation."

"Xiao Su, I understand. Thank you for your hard work. I will treat you to dinner when you go back."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Ting felt a little heavy. She habitually held her hair in front of her forehead, wore the uniform skirt of the Universe Bank, and took the elevator to the small building with a smile, preparing to go back to the hotel for dinner.

She has worked in the banking system for a long time and knows her way around things very well. To check the bank statements of a company's account, you must have the company's certificate, which is illegal. And people with this energy have a good background.

The training classroom where the classes are held is not far from the hotel. Yan Ting was wearing a dark blue skirt, with a slim waist, stockings, and black high heels. She walked back elegantly without eating dinner. She called Jing Gao directly, explained the situation, and said worriedly: " Jing Gao, have you offended someone?"

Jing Gao had a rough idea, and it was probably Zhao Canglong who asked someone to investigate. When he was traveling in Qinhuangdao, he saw Mr. Ning from the yacht club and knew the energy of these young men. He reassured: "Xiaoyan, it's okay."

Yan Ting sighed softly, "Alas!" She is a beautiful woman who can reach the middle level in the universe, and she has experienced some intrigues. The true face of society is clearly seen: competition is everywhere from childhood to death.

The rules of competition are: big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps.

Where Jinggao's funds came from, she didn't want to speculate. No matter how big and wealthy the family is, she will not go to the top of the mountain to worship it.

The problem now is that since Jing Gao transferred funds from personal consumption to business, he will inevitably face competition and conflicts of interest. Now trouble is coming.

Jing Gao smiled and said: "Xiaoyan, you have to have confidence in me. I will go to the Magic City to see you this weekend. Do you think I have? I want to personally test the size of the bottle mouth."

Yan Ting's pretty face suddenly turned red as she thought about the sweet time the two had together. He has many tricks. She said duplicitously: "I didn't miss you." The thirty-one-year-old elegant and beautiful woman was actually a little shy like a little girl in front of her sweetheart.

Jing Gao laughed, made some jokes to comfort Xiaoyan, hung up the phone, and flipped through the "Yan Family Instructions" in his hand.

You still have to listen to Professor Zhao’s words. You still need to memorize some ancient Chinese classics to improve your temperament and character.

In fact, Zhao Canglong put some pressure on him. But not too big. Mainly because after he took over Rongcheng's textile industry, he was no longer Wugenzhiping. He will be by-elected as the city's XX representative later.

The conflict of interests between him and Zhao Canglong did not reach a point where they would fight to the death. Zhao Canglong couldn't find a gunman to kill him, or let him get into a car accident. And he would not give Zhao Canglong such a chance.

The current thing at hand is to fix "Zhao Shiyan" and use it as a smoke bomb.





On Monday morning, Xia Shang Textile Group, located in Rongcheng Textile Industrial Park, held a morning meeting in an old office building that is still only six floors high.

In the slightly old conference room, neatly dressed managers sat in front of the large oval conference table.

Despite the unimpressive appearance of this conference room, these executives who have just been promoted from front-line positions do not have the professional elite style of suits and ties, but Xia Shang Textile Group is valued at 1 billion. Who dares to despise it?

The manufacturing industry is not as lucrative as the financial industry, and hard work is more important than anything else.

The person sitting next to An Zhiwen was Cao Danqing, the executive director and chief financial officer (COO) appointed by the shareholder Zhongrun Company. She is a very beautiful woman and has a very tough work style. A proper workplace queen.

"Have morning meeting now."

An Zhiwen was in a good mood during this period, successfully obtained custody of his two daughters, and reached the peak of his life. He is in charge of a medium-sized textile group. His next task is very simple, which is to make Xia Shang Textile Group a first-class textile group in China and even the world.

But he actually lost a little weight, mainly because he was too busy at work in the past two weeks. He never slept more than five hours a day.

The human resources department first reported: "Mr. An, we take over factories, equipment, and workers from small companies. Some of the bad guys are making trouble after being fired!"

An Zhiwen waved his hand and said forcefully: "Pay enough compensation according to the law. If there is any further trouble, let the county resolve it."

Question after question. As a veteran in the textile industry, An Zhiwen handled the matter neatly and neatly. The meeting lasted until about 11 o'clock in the morning. An Zhiwen took out a report and said, "I have a report on the development of the group. Please circulate it."

This suddenly whetted the appetite of a group of senior executives.